I've been tagged!

It has been forever since we have had a tag going around. And I love to talk about myself so this is going to be fun!


10 things about Coco you may or may not know:

1) I now believe you can find love on the internet, as I have made one of my best friends online.

2) I could possibly be the gassiest human on the planet. Luckily, I was born into a very gassy family so I wasn't made fun of. Hubby thought it was funny at first, now, not so much.

3) I memorize song lyrics freakishly fast.

4) I think I am a super fun mom. Not the, "Here kids, have some wine coolers!!" kind of fun, but the, "Let's have a dance off!" kind of fun.

5) I have terrible anxiety issues that are controlled amazingly well with medication.

6) I make up videos to songs in my head all the time. And I am always the leading lady. Almost every Dave Matthews song has a video starring me already put together. I actually "contacted" them once in college and gave them a play by play of the video I had put together for the song "Two Step."

7) They never got back to me.

8) If you are great at your job and clearly love what you do and I can see that, I will get your name and call your supervisor. I will not hesitate to tell them what an awesome employee you are. I have done this probably 100 times.

9) I get told all the time I look like Maggie Gyllenhaal. I was even stopped once at a restaurant in Fort Worth for a picture. This isn't a compliment to me, I think she is ugly.

10) I am so glad I married Hubby and he moved me out to this beautiful little town. I love it here and never want to leave!!!

I tag:

Sassy
Belle
Somethings in the Glass
Merry Mac
Mama Sue
House of Fowler
Angry Julie

Thanks Casey for the tag!

bad news bears.

The idiots at the Baptist school didn't hire me. Seriously, the only reason I can figure out as to why they wouldn't hire me is because I just wasn't quite Baptist enough.

Oh well, it is their loss. And I don't think I would of fit in with the other teachers all that well.

Hopefully, something public will come up soon. Please, LORD!!!

(See you "think you're so hot hiring committee "we don't drink" idiot lady", I pray.)

Let's all welcome Hubby to 2009

Hubby just created himself a Facebook account. And he is very excited about this new sport.

I say sport because, he seems to be viewing this new endeavor as some sort of competition. A competition that he is going to win, by God. He is determined to have the most friends ever in the world of Facebook.

I came home from my tubing adventure with him asking me 500 times to "look at my Facebook page, look at my Facebook page." Not a "hello, sweet wife, how was your tubing adventure?" No. It was all, "I have asked 34 people to be my friends and only have 10 responses."

It was hard to break it to him that, well, that most people have been on Facebook for about 9 months now, so looking at their account every 5 minutes is yesterday's news. But I assured him that when everyone is sitting at their desks today that he would have a plethora of friends request and would be that much closer to winning the friend competition that he has created in his pretty little head.

To make it even dorkier, he grilled steaks for us last night, and got my camera out and took a picture of his steak to upload on his page. Really? I tried to be encouraging and by encouraging I mean I just turned a blind eye rather than humiliate him by endless ridicule. Poor guy.

So, those of you that read my blog and also have the privilege of being my Facebook friend. Hook a brother up, please befriend my husband.

He really wants to win.

I'm melting, like hot candle wax.......

Bram went frog hunting with Hank and Matthew last Friday night.

As you can see, they had a ball. I, however, am not a fan of the frog. And I certainly am not a fan of having a frog thrown on me. Which one was and I nearly had diarrhea in my pants.

My post title is a quick remembrance for the late Michael Jackson. How weird is it that he is dead? Poor guy. There was something really wrong with him, but what a ball of talent. And how sad about Farrah Fawcett, she was a Texas girl by the way. Just so sad. It always happens in threes. First Ed McMahon, then Farrah and then MJ. Sad day.

Anyhoo, I really am melting. It is freaking hotter than haites here. Crazy hot. 12 days strait of being over 100 degrees with no end in sight. But tomorrow I am going to be cooling off with a bunch of mommas and we are tubing down the Comal river. It is one of the most fun things to do in the world, I am so excited! Then Gruene Hall to see Bruce Robison.

So y'all have a wonderful weekend. I will be thinking of everyone as I am white trashin' it up in my tube floatin' the river pulling a cooler of beer behind me. YEEEEEHAAAAAWWWW!!!!!

Four Year Old QUOTE OF THE DAY!!!

"Can you open this for me, my princess?"

As he handed me a cereal bar to open for him.

He is FINALLY getting it! If only Hubby was that quick of a learner.

1 Month DOWN!

My first month of boot camp is officially over. I signed up for another month.

I did not lose one pound. Well, I lost a pound at the two week mark and then gained it back.

And I am blaming water weight! That's my story and I'm sticking to it by God.

I did however lose 4% body fat. Not bad. Not bad at all. And not to toot my horn (toot-toot!) I am at 24% body fat!

Not seeing the scale go down is hard for me, I am a scale girl. BUT now with this intense work out I like the way I feel.

Seriously mommas, if there is a boot camp in your neck of the woods, I highly recommend it. It is amazing. AMAZING.

But just don't come after me at 6:15 in the morning when you are in the middle of your 150th squat!

It may work out. I hope it does.

The interview went swimmingly. I think I did a fabulous job and I loved the Head Master and other teachers. It will be a wonderful environment for me to grow in. As a teacher, as a mother, as a Christian.

This is the only private school in my town that doesn't require some sort of home schooling, every year it is getting bigger and bigger.

My children will be in the next building. My class will be 8 children. It is perfect.

But there is one thing I am "forbidden" to do if I take this job.

Think about it. Baptist Christian School.

2:00 pm

I have an interview today for a Kindergarten position at 2:00 pm. It is a private school and my kids are already enrolled in the preschool program to start in August, so it is perfect.

Oh, I hope this works out. I would be the best Kindergarten teacher ever!! I have already started building my Kindergarten teacher wardrobe and have all kinds of ideas for a cute classroom.

I want to give students the same memories of Kindergarten that Mrs. Puckett gave me. And I know if given the chance, I will.

So everyone say lots of prayers, cross lot of fingers and toes, and at 2:00pm Central time, I expect each and everyone of you to sit in silence and send lots of happy positive thoughts to Texas! Got it?

Off the topic, is it me or are sippy cups a lot like socks? They just disappear. I swear I have purchased 654 sippy cups and right now we have 5. I'm so confused.

Dear Bravo Television,

After seeing how TLC has been totally and disgustingly exploiting Jon and Kate and their eight, I thought I should write you a letter. A letter of praise.

A thank you letter if you will.

I have boycotted TLC, (actually I boycotted about a year ago, but the whole Jon and Kate thing really has me to the point I won't even stop while channel surfing to watch some mom wailing like a sick cow while giving birth in an inflatable bath tub in her bedroom while her mom, dad and 4 year old look on.) I am done with them. I will never lay eyes on that television station again, not even those whacky Duggars.

And that is fine, because all I have ever wanted in my television pleasure, is with you. You have a classy side to you that no other channel can touch. I know that if I need some television time, you will be there for me. Making me laugh, making me cry and making me cringe.

The lessons I have learned from you are unparalleled to any silly old college education I may have. The $$ spent at Texas Tech was really a waste, all I should of done was watch a few "Top Chef" marathons. That is all the education I need right there.

I have listed just a few examples of the cornacopia of knowlege, that you, and only you have instilled in my soul:


You taught me how obnoxious people truly are that think they are super cute but are not, are (did that make sense?). I am all for self confidence but having one of your goals in life to be called a MILF is just sad. Especially, when nobody but you and your husband think you are one.

You taught me that life is really just one long quick fire challenge. You use what you are given to make something tasty and wonderful. All the while impressing the judges.

You taught me that I really want a super gay neighbor. Badly. But I haven't seen an openly gay person in my town so I might need to outsource. My mom has a gay, maybe I can borrow hers from time to time.

You have taught me that being totally frivolous, superficial and flippant may actually be something I want to strive for. If and only if I can have the life of Rachel Zoe. It's the truth, Bravo Television, this may be a lesson that I will thank you for later.

I have been taught, by you, Bravo television, that an awesome sense of humor makes you just plain adorable. No matter how bad your hair is.

I may be premature on this one, "NYC Prep" starts tonight. But I have a tiny suspicion that this show will teach me, inbreeding happens in the wealthy circles as well.

Again, I want a gay. AND again, this taught me laughter is the best medicine. LOVE ME SOME FLIPPING OUT!

The lesson of not lying about your age. This is a wonderful lesson for the future, as I still look pretty awesome at 34. But I will always remember the mantra I said to myself while watching "Real Housewives of Atlanta."

"Don't get caught on national television saying your 29 when you are clearly 49, Don't get caught on national television saying your 29 when you are clearly 49, Don't get caught on national television saying your 29 when you are clearly 49." Great lesson to have tucked away for a rainy day.

A lesson I already knew but thought I might of outgrown.....I truly love big hair and tons of makeup. I want to look like Dina. Hair like Dina. Makeup like Dina. I want to dress like Dina. Jersey and Texas have a lot in common, actually. We love big and have accents. Though the Texas accent is way cuter.

And my last lesson is, you CAN be too skinny. And too stupid.

So, bravo to you, Bravo Television. I look forward to many, many more wasted hours watching chefs make pig brains into a culinary masterpieces. I look forward to more "Real Housewives" of whatever. Jeff Lewis? More please.

Sincerely,

Coco

I've got the fever....

And it isn't for more cowbell. It's the damn baby fever. UGH! Will it ever go away?

It is pretty bad again, but Hubby is convinced two is enough. We have a boy and we have a girl and that it is getting easier by the day. And it is. But I want another. I want a little boy that we will name Gus or Doak. How cute would that be? Bram, Tess and Doak Coco. OR Bram, Tess and Gus Coco. I would be just as happy with a girl. Delilah Scout. OR Francis Scout and call her Franny. Yes, Franny it will be. Bram, Tess, and Franny Coco.

I need to think of a plan. Any ideas?

Look at my life! It is perfect and I feel the need to let another dude or dudette join us in our crazy Coco adventure.




This is perfection.

Just plain ol' perfection.

Lip smackin', Daddy kissin' perfection.

And I vote we add one more to ride on the roller coaster with us!!!!!!

HAPPY FATHERS DAY!!

Happy Father's Day to Hubby, my precious Daddy!!!

Not only is it Father's Day, it is Mikey's BIRTHDAY!!!!
I am so lucky to have you Hubby and I couldn't of asked for a better father for my

children. Our two kiddos worship the ground you walk on!

(You should see the

way they drop what they are doing the second he comes home from work.)


It is just amazing, and for that I am grateful beyond words.


And to my Dad, who did a fanfreakingtastic job of raising me!!

Thanks Dad! I have

always been told I am just like you.



And that makes me very, very happy.



I love you both more than words can say!!!

Not really Random Picture Friday....just precious!

Can someone explain to me why, oh why, does my 21 month old angel, who normally sleeps until 7:30, wake up at 6:45 the ONE morning I am not getting up at 5:15 for boot camp? Why do kids do that, so annoying.

If I had her sleeping circumstances I would sleep 21 hours a day. Seriously, why feel the sudden urgency to get out of your dark room when you have a noise machine giving off the sounds of the ocean, your crib having the finest mattress money can buy. Tons of loveys and stuffed animals surrounding you. A tiny little down pillow to rest your tiny head. A silk blanket covering your little legs. Why? And she doesn't gently awake. She will stand in her pink crib screaming her head off and as soon as she hears me turn on the coffee pot, she stops. Little stinker.

This week has been fun with a capital F. Lots of swimming and playing. My kids are plum worn out, well Bram is, Tess apparently has all the energy in the world!

Today we meet Lacey for lunch and then a Hank exchange. YIPPEE!! We get Hank for the weekend and that is always a good time in the Coco household. Tonight Hubby and I will take the kids swimming at the club and then tomorrow a little family get together at the in laws. So loads of fun and a very busy weekend indeed.


Yesterday, we had a play date with one of Tess' boyfriends. Logan is a month older and it is L.O.V.E.

They had a ball together. It was funny watching Tess with a little boy her age. I think she may be a teeny, tiny bit bossy. But Logan didn't seem to mind, he just does as Her Highness says.

She was telling him to get on the slide over and over again. She would sit at the end and "catch" him. I don't think she got the memo that Logan is older.

This was one of the first play dates that Bram didn't have a kid his age to play with. And I could not of been prouder. Give the kid a water pistol and a yellow lab to shoot at, and he is all good. Also, Logan tinkled in his potty while we were there, Bram cheered so loud for him, and then in the gentlest voice said, "Give me a high five Logan! Good job!"

Bless this child. He has been AWESOME lately and making this summer a total hoot to have this dude around. Of course, I always love having my kids around, but you know what I mean.

Just playing by himself. My sweet boy.

Yesterday morning, I was LAZY and had clothes to fold and two antsy kids. So what did I do?

Put them in my Master bath with some pool toys and goggles. An HOUR later, they got out, dried off, my clothes were folded, and off to run errands we went.

"Swimming" in the tub.

And what is this? Is this hair? Longish hair? Why yes it is. TAKE THAT LAINEY CAROLINE!!

My Paul Newman baby. Dreamy.

Whoa! You better watch out. This pose is his new trade mark move. And I need to add, he found this Reebok basketball set he had at age 2. He has worn it every day this week, and it really fits quite snug. I have had to wash it every morning because it is filthy by the day's end. So, I just had to order some Nike basketball sets that actually fit him, they really aren't my style but it makes him happy. And it is one less kid to dress, and that make ME happy.

On Wednesday, I had to get my new car registration and Bram was dressed in his too small basketball outfit and neon green Crocs, as we walked in he said, "Do you think that everyone will think I am a basketball player?"

I sure do!

Luckily, I can still fully control what goes on Tess. So while Bram has looked like a gangster street urchin, Tess has been decked out in Lily Pulitzer, precious white sandals and huge bows in her hair. So it kind of balances everything out.

After her bubbas posed, little miss decided to give it a shot. Oh those eyes!!!

So that is it for this Friday. I hope everyone has a fabulous Father's Day weekend.

I beg your pardon, I never promised you an herb garden...

The kids and I planted an herb garden this week. Bram thought it was super cool that I was "eating leaves!"

So far I have, sweet basil, lavender, and rosemary. That will be it for awhile, those are the only ones that can stand this crazy Texas heat. And hot it is!!

I planted my herbs in an old watering trough that a friend of mine had just sitting in her back yard, Hubby put holes in the bottom and there you have it. I have used my basil twice already, kind of cool.

And as I was taking pictures of my beautiful herbs I realized,

that the golfers and our neighbors,

probably think the inside of my house,

is a complete eyesore!

Hey, a Mommas got to do what a Mommas got to do to get through the summer.

First big question.....

Yesterday, as we were driving home from the Wal-Mart, Bram asked me the first question that had me really thinking, "How do I answer this one?"

His question was, "Do we really die? Like everyone will die when they get old?"

Uh.

I wanted to answer truthfully, but not to where it would scare him. Death isn't scary but how do you convey that to a four year old.

This was my response, "Yes, everyone will die but it isn't scary and it won't happen for a long time. When you do die, everyone you love will be waiting for you. You get to eat McDonald's all day long and you will get to sit by Jesus forever. It is so great. But it won't happen for a very, very long time, so you don't need to worry about it now."

I think I handled that question well. And I thought we were through with the discussion because he immediately started talking about Transformers and how he wants a cat. Then about 10 minutes later I got this,

"So, when we die we are died forever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever?"

This is when parenting gets tricky.

I am soooo lazy that,

I just had Bram smell Tess' butt to see if she had a stinky diaper or not.

And he did. And she does.

Four years old QUOTE OF THE DAY:

"Hey mom, I am going to change my name. Is that OK?"

"Sure Bram, and what are you going to change your name to?"

"You can start calling me, Dash."

Lake time fun

Today we are venturing out to the lake with BOTH kids. This is a first for Hubby and I.

Not only will it be the Coco four but three other fams. Total of 9 kids, 6 and under.

This is going to make for an interesting day. Fun. But interesting.

I will not be taking photographs for two reasons, 1) I can't find my cheapo digital and the Nikon+Coco+Water= disaster and 2) I don't want to risk any shots of me and my non losing weight fat gut on film.

With that said, wish us luck and keep us in your prayers.

Friday, friday, friday random picture day!

Hey there! It is a great day in Cocoland. We have gymnastics, then our weekly lunch at McDonalds and then the pool. Yippee, Skippy!

My last class is tomorrow and then it is pretty much low key. And the Cocos need that this weekend. We have been a goin' and a blowin' the past few weekends.

Now on with the show.......




Why does Bram look happy?

Why does Tess look happy?

Why is Hubby concentrating very hard on a booklet of directions?

Because Uncle Blake bought Bram a water rocket for his birthday and we let the puppy go this week!!! I am sure the golfers in the background really enjoyed this while putting. This sucker flew over the house. It was pretty cool!

What is better than homemade chocolate cupcakes and baking with your two babies?

Licking the batter, that's what!!!

Tess didn't want a thing to do with the mixers, so Bram licked hers as well.

Tess in her teeny weeny bikini!!!! I am sorry but this is just cute. And boy did she feel like a little prissy pants in this little diddy. Love it!

Also, I was so perplexed by Bram's penis statement yesterday. But then he kept using the word, "jealous" all day long. "I think they are jealous we have a golf cart" or "I think that frog is jealous because he can't get to the pond" and "I think that Daddy is jealous his hair isn't longer."

So what I gathered from our jealous talk yesterday is this, he must of heard someone use the word and he was just testing out how to use it. Sometimes it made sense. Sometimes it did not make sense. I had a talk to him that jealous is an ugly feeling and we don't want anyone to be jealous and blah, blah, blah. But it really took me aback when he made that first statement.

Kids are weird.

Yet, very entertaining!

Y'all have a super duper weekend!!

Four year old quote of the day:

"I think my sister might be jealous I have a penis."

A cute home interior idea, courtesy of Coco

I am not a fan of hair products and such scattered about my bathroom counter, they belong in the drawer and my lotions in the cabinet. I like lots of places for things, unfortunately I am not a fan of matchy matchy bathroom accessories either.

Therefore, I came up with a very inexpensive and eclectic way to store my goods in my bathroom. And I mean very inexpensive.


I find these jars, candy dishes, and such at flea markets, antique stores, and some have been gifts. They have never cost me more than $5! And I think they look lovely.

The deep blue cup holds my wedding ring at night. The green dish holds razors. A beautiful baby blue bourbon glass holds toothbrushes and toothpaste. My milk glass holds little free packets of fancy nancy eye creams. The candy dish is for the all the earrings I wear the most. And on that, there is a perfect spot for my necklaces.


The flour jar on the left is for cotton balls!

They all keep everything organized and still looking pretty.
Please take note of the pulls on my bathroom drawers. These are off an old dresser I had that was falling apart. I couldn't part with these beautiful pulls, so I took them off and had the builder put them in my Master bath. If we mover again, these will be coming with me.

And because I am now living with a make-up burglar, I have this bowl for my good make up.

And can we all just take a look at the bikini hanging on my mirror. Motivation!!!!!

Today we weighed in at our two week mark. I have lost a pound. What the f word!!! A pound. I am not happy but will keep on keepin' on. Boo-hoo!

He said what???!!!

Bram is sitting in his room in a tiny time out for coming up to me, hands on hips, and saying,
"give me some juice, woman!"

Say what?

Ok, I guess I'll keep them...

The beginning of the week started off a little rough. I don't know why but I had a few, "I quite!" days.

But when I tried to put in my two weeks notice, my two bosses just stared at me and and then asked for a snack.

So I guess I won't be going anywhere anytime soon. But a raise would be nice.....

This week has been a lot of fun and full of activity. Lots of visits to the park and little splash park. The "Summer Reading Kick Off" at the library last night. I had to relax and make a game plan. And thanks to my friend Julia, I now do.

Actually, I am just copying her every summer plan move. Thankfully, I think she is pretty cool and our kids are friends.

Because I am kind of stalking.



There is a great new park in town, nobody seems to know about it yet, so we have been spending lots of time there.

Don't let Bram's fleece lined wind pants fool you, it is HOT and HUMID here in Texas. He is dressing himself these days and these pants, or any long sweatpant for that matter, seem to be his bottoms of choice.

A big bag of food is a must!! The kids are eating like a bunch of teenage boys lately. I learned very fast that a the more food the better. And a very large variety is best as well.

Bram stuffing his face with blueberries. My kids LOVE them some blueberries.

And blueberries make blue poop. Which is quite shocking to your husband when he is changing his daughter's diaper and sees said blue poop and gets panicky and yells for you to come because something is very wrong with the baby.

Just sayin'.

Tess and her future beau Calvin. Calvin is a mini Bram. Sorry Julia. And good luck.

Clara and Tess. Clara is the sweetest little girl on the planet. And I love having Clara around, she takes such good care of Tess and Tess just adores her.

So, today we are just going to lay low.

Oh, gotta run, I think Tess just flushed a toothbrush down the toilet!