Organizing Kids’ Bedrooms

Your challenge this week is organizing kids’ bedrooms. This week’s task is important not only so these rooms in your home are not an eye sore, but also so your kids can really use and enjoy their rooms to their fullest.

All of us want a space to call our own, and whether our children share a room, or have one all to themselves, somewhere in that room is most likely “their” space. This week our goal is to make that space both functional and fun to be in.

Just like with last week’s challenge the steps below may be something you do all on your own if you have very young children. However, if you have older children these steps really should be taken together with your child, because your kids need to be involved with organizing their own rooms.

Are you new here? This kids’ bedroom organizing challenge is part of the 52 Week Home Organization Challenge. (Click the link to learn how to join us for free for future and past challenges if you aren’t already a regular reader).

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All I Want For Christmas…

With Thanksgiving behind us now and the Christmas shopping season in full swing, everyone is busy talking about the many things that they want for Christmas… The truth of the matter is, if I really thought about it, I could probably name off many many things that I want that would make good Christmas gifts. But truly, all I want for Christmas is to pretend it isn’t happening this year.

all I want for Christmas

All I Want For Christmas

I’m a newlywed. It’s the first year that I am officially Mrs. Babb for Christmas. It’s the first year that I have signed my Christmas cards “With Love, The Babbs”. I should be happy. But it’s an “odd numbered” year. And that means that my children will be with their dad for Christmas. I’m happy for them, don’t get me wrong… I’m just so damn miserable every time I think of them not being here to put on their new pajamas on Christmas eve. I hate the idea of not waking them up on Christmas morning to show them the bounty of gifts that are under the tree. I hate not getting them dressed in their new clothes to go to Grandma’s house for Christmas dinner. I just hate it.

So, while it sounds so incredibly selfish, all I want for Christmas is to pretend that it doesn’t exist. Not until my kids come back home the next day…

I know I’m not the only mom out there that’s going through this either. I want to reach out to the other ones, I want to give them a comforting hug. I wish I could say it gets easier, but it doesn’t. This will be my 4th Christmas without my kids, and as the days lead up to it, it feels like a death march.

If you’re like me and could use some cheering up… Download this book. It’ll give you a good laugh.


Ticks: The Reality of Having Pets

So, as I have mentioned before, my family and I have 4 cats and a dog. These animals are all indoor/outdoor (meaning they come and go at their scratching/barking/meowing leisure). There is a harsh reality about having pets that no one talks about: ticks. That’s right, no matter how much you treat your yard and your pets, they will still find their way on them… And sometimes in your house.

check you for ticks

I used to be the kind of girl that would have to get someone else to get ticks off the dog when I found one, but there are occasions when no one else is around now, and I don’t want those awful things staying on my poor babies… So I have learned to woman up and do it myself. By woman up I mean grabbing a tissue and removing the tick as quickly as possible, then running to the bathroom to flush it down the toilet.

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Will you please check me for ticks?

Fast forward to this morning… I’ve mentioned before that I get up earlier than anyone else in the house. This morning, I got up and stumbled half awake through the house to the bathroom, phone in hand. As I was scrolling through my Facebook feeds and sitting on the toilet, I saw something out of the corner of my eye. ON. MY. ARM!

I jumped up, dropped the phone on the bathroom counter, and attempted to remove it. But I couldn’t. It was on my right arm, and for some reason (probably something to do with the fact that I wasn’t fully awake yet), my left hand wasn’t grabbing the thing good enough. I swear, I could feel the thing digging in deeper…

Then I freaked out more. I ran from the bathroom, back to the bedroom with the hubs, and the following conversation happened:

Me- “Baby, I love you, but you have to wake up.”
Hubs- “Just let me sleep one more hour, then I’ll get up and cook.”
Me- “Babe, I’m turning the light on, you have to get up NOW!”
Hubs- “Uh uh!” and pulls covers over his head.
Me- “Baby, I have a f***ing tick on me. You have to get it off. RIGHT. F***ING. NOW!!!”
Hubs- Jumps out of bed. Sees tick, snatches it off, and tears its head off.
Me- “Can you check the rest of me now?”
Hubs- “I’ll check you later. You’ll be fine.”

I’m not sure this is what Brad Paisley had in mind when he made his song… Excuse me while I let Google convince me I’m dying.


Baby Talk

So this isn’t one of those posts that will be search engine optimized, or that I will even share a lot. This is a post that I am making simply because I have to get it out because it’s so gut wrenching that if I don’t talk about it, I may fall to pieces. This post is about baby talk… You know, where everyone around you is talking about babies and how they want you to have one.

My niece, my husband’s niece, has been begging for a baby cousin since we got married. Lately though, the push from the 5 year old little girl and everyone else is getting to be too much to bear. I know that a 5 year old doesn’t know better, but you would think that adults would be able to mind their own business.

I’ll be bluntly honest here: it’s not that I don’t want a baby. I really do. The hubs and I talked about it, and we both decided that my two were completely enough for us. Sometimes it feels selfish to think of it that way, but these two are on their way to being self-sufficient, and would we really want to start over? And, on a very real note, could we even afford another mouth to feed? Because babies are expensive…

I want one, but we know that the responsible thing to do is to NOT have one…

I’ve thought about it so much that I even have a boy name and a girl name picked out. I think about it every day. I think about what it would be like to have another girl in the house. To tell the truth, I think about babies all the time, but we made our decision and I’m okay with that.

I’m okay with our decision until everyone else puts their two cents worth in at least, and that’s when I stay up at night wishing, hoping, and praying for a baby. Because the truth is, I wouldn’t care if it were another awesome little boy (I know how to do the boy thing after almost 10 years of being a mom to boys) or if it were a little girl (I would kill to buy cute little pink dresses!), I would dearly love to go through that experience with my husband…

My husband would be the perfect dad. He’s already a great dad to the two amazing boys we have, but I would love to see him with a baby of his own. I would love to see what he would be like with a pregnant wife, or when he looks into the eyes of his baby for the first time. I sometimes feel like by making the decision that we’ve made that I am robbing him of something, even if he doesn’t fully realize it.

And it sucks. Enough of the baby talk. Please. I’ve really had enough.

Those baby names: Victoria Grace Babb or Patrick Richardson Babb. We’d call them Tori or Pat. Yes, I have thought about it a great deal, so please stop making me feel horrible with all your baby talk…


Why I Don’t Shop On Black Friday

One thing that the hubs and I do not have in common is a love for shopping on Black Friday. He loves it, I don’t. Last year he convinced me to come along, and it reminded me of the many reasons why I don’t shop on Black Friday. Tonight, he’ll be going again, although I can’t fathom the idea, and I will be staying home and getting some extra snuggles with my kiddos.

why I don't shop on Black Friday

Why I Don’t Shop On Black Friday

When I worked retail, I had to work on Black Friday. It was miserable, and I was able to see how the very day after people are celebrating everything that they are thankful for, they turn into greedy monsters who fight over the craziest things just because their prices have been marked down.

The very first Black Friday that I ever worked, I worked at a small jewelry store in the local mall. It was very crowded, but thankfully no severe craziness. We had a drawing for a gift certificate, and we marked everything down 25%. The only thing that I remember was when I tried to leave to get something to eat, not being able to walk through the mall because it was so crowded. I literally starved for most of the day. Oh, and I remember being cussed out because I wouldn’t sell a $2,500 ring for $250.  That was fun.

Fast forward to being an assistant manager at Walmart. This was my one and only Black Friday in a large retail chain. I had to get there at 3:00 a.m., and it was already crowded. I worked electronics, which as you can imagine is VERY crowded on Black Friday. We got all of our Black Friday deals in place as quickly as possible, and before the sale started at 4:00, a fight broke out over a place in line. Little bitty 5’4″ and 110 pound me (note: I am not that small anymore *sigh*) went to break it up. I was thrown into into an SD card display, and got a few small cuts on my back from the metal rods that they are hung on. I got back up, and then got shoved into the Kodak photo printing kiosk. The rest is a blur, but I know I left with two cracked ribs and a sprained ankle that day.

Fast Forward To Last Year

Last year, after a lot of prodding from the hubs (then boyfriend), we left Thanksgiving dinner at his parents house, and went into the city to start gearing up for Black Friday shopping. The main reason that I wanted to go was to get a Skylanders game for my little bambinos at a deeply discounted price. Although I will admit that I had a few things that I was very interested in getting for myself as well.

You see, every year the hubs’ grandma (MawMaw) gives us money for Christmas to spend on ourselves. This money has been affectionately names MawMaw Money. I wanted to spend my MawMaw Money on some new clothes at Old Navy for 50% off. I bravely walked into the store, got 15 feet past the door, and then started feeling like a cow being led into a crowded trailer headed to a slaughter house. The hubs was sitting outside laughing, because he knew how it would go. You see, I don’t do crowds very well, and I may just be a bit claustrophobic… I spent almost the rest of the trip sitting in the safety of my car.

We did make it to Toys R Us to to attempt to get the game, but they wouldn’t honor the deal that had been advertised online, and I got upset and left everything sitting at the register. We quickly went to Best Buy (it’s around 2:00 a.m. now, in case you’re wondering) and they were nice enough to honor Toys R Us’s advertised price. After that, I told the hubs that he could shop all he wanted, but he had to take me home first.

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Why I will NEVER shop on Thanksgiving

So, I truly didn’t think about it last year when we were out shopping, especially since it was night when we started, but all of those poor employees had to leave their families to come in to work and prepare for these sales, AND to have to deal with greedy, miserable, self-indulgent people, on a holiday that should be all about family.

I don’t understand why stores have started having their Black Friday sales on Thanksgiving, but the hubs and I have firmly agreed on one thing, we will not be supporting any businesses that are open on Thanksgiving and taking their employees (and customers!) away from their family.

What I do instead…

In case you haven’t figured it out, Cyber Monday is much more my speed. I carefully combed through the Black Friday ads and showed the hubs what I would like for him to get if possible at the in-store sales, but I already have a full list of things that we will be ordering online…. And I, well, I’ll probably be steering clear of major retail chains until January.