The Dreaded Accountability Post....

So, since you are reading this you know me and my family.  You also know that I procrastinate like crazy and can justify anything.  And I get frustrated when things don't go perfect (and you are thinking to yourself, "I have seen your house, car, etc... perfect isn't in it Turner!!) and my expectations aren't met, especially if it is because of something I did....  I have found a name for myself, "The Dis-organized Perfectionist."  Get it?!  Disorganized, but I know where everything is.  How does that grab ya?! Now down to the nitty gritty. Are you ready?

I AM GOING TO EMPTY THE DISHWASHER EVERYDAY THIS MONTH.

Some of you are thinking, Good timing since the month is almost over... No sillies, hence my knack for procrastination, I will start this in November.  The other few of you are noticing I stated I will empty the dishwasher.  "Uh Molly, shouldn't you commit to filling it up too?!"  In the words of Maggie, "No, no, no." My husband is starting a 30 day challenge.  He is doing dishes EVERY night before he goes to bed.  Wow what a man!!  All he asked is for me to empty the dishwasher everyday in preparation for his challenge.  My first thought?  "Uhhh, you are doing the dishes, it's your challenge, you can empty the dishwasher."  Second thought... "Well it is pretty awesome that he is committing to this!  I am a blessed lady. (insert procrastination warning alarm)  I guess all I have to do is empty the dishwasher every couple of days (we don't fill it every night!!) and I can do it right before he gets home or just before he starts his task."  And already I am getting stressed because I want to be perfect.  I want to do this every day and can already feel myself dreading the first day I miss.  It is a slippery slope for me.

Anyways, now that it is out in the open, I am hoping you all (all 5 or so of you!) will gently help keep me accountable.  I will do my best to no get bogged down by days I didn't keep up my end of the bargain and to just do it the next day.  And maybe, just maybe, I will start practicing this week, so when we get to November I can hit the ground running.....

Love you all!  Thanks for your help!

  

 Grandma Lisa, Bailey and a duck

 Mags and Daddy's hand

Our notes from the apple taste test.  And of course... Honey Crisp win!!  We were all pretty much sick after this!!  An apple a  day keeps the doctor away, but 75 apples, well....

Moon Unit, Dweezil and Diva Zappa

Bet you couldn't have named ALL the Zappa kids!  Anyways... the Unit Study on the Moon is over and Bailey was overjoyed to not only learn that her Great Grandpa Don was friends with Buzz Aldrin, but that he is indeed STILL alive!  Will just liked learning about the real Buzz Lightyear!

Let see... Leaf Unit.  Yada, Yada, Grandma Lisa bought us a beautiful plant and a Venus Fly Trap (which is now dead), Yada, Mommy didn't really prepare, Yada, Yada and so there aren't any pictures, because we didn't do much*! (*read: anything)

In all this craziness, Bailey has lost her first tooth!  When it came out she apologized to me, not realizing that was supposed to happen!  I think she thought she broke herself, I don't know!  Crazy kid!  She was in another wedding as "Program Attendant".  So cute!  She greeted everyone (she literally only knew 10 of the guest out of 100) and passed out the programs.  And people are so worried that she isn't being socialized!! 

Will is Will.  I think I need to start carrying a notebook around with me to record all of the "Will-isms".  There are so many and the are HILARIOUS, but I just can't always recall them!  But I will let you ponder this one...

Will + a Sword and a Knight's Helmet + walking around Little Italy in San Diego = lots of strange looks and only 3 goosings of random passer-bys!

And Maggie is growing!!!  And learning the fine art of temper tantrums.  She throws herself down at my feet... I don't respond.  She goes to her dad, does the same thing... he doesn't respond.  Picks herself up walks outside to my truck and throws herself against it, making a nice thud.  We still don't respond, so she gives up.  The other one she tried didn't end so peacefully.  While at my feet, she decided to throw her head down for emphasis... too bad she was on concrete.  Mommy responded to the bloody, fat lip that resulted.

Our house is warm and cozy.  I love having my babies about me on the couch in the morning to read or watch movies together.  They are so sweet and squishy and warm and loving in the morning.  We have decorated for Halloween, and tonight might finish up with our pumpkins.  We have a surplus of as Bailey says, "Fresh Apples!"  Then Nate follows up with, "Couldn't be anymore fresh if we picked them ourselves!"  And by the way... We did pick them ourselves.... I am now sick of everything apple.

Love you all!  Next up.... A-a Apples and N-n Nests!

 

Crazy kids!!

Yeah!  She's riding her bike....

...into the bushes!!

We were our own sundials! 

Bailey made hers too close to the sprinklers and it got washed away!