Dare 2 Tutu

The Tutu Project was started by a husband who wanted to make his wife laugh after being diagnosed with breast cancer.  He donned a tutu to wear around and make his wife smile while going through some of the toughest times.

The Dare 2 Tutu incentive was developed to show a network of support and defiance for anyone confronting the disease.  The incentive went viral in 2012 and to this day runs.

It begs the question 'Do you Dare 2 Tutu?'  Would you wear a tutu around to show your support for someone battling cancer?

Almost all of us have been touched by this disease at some time.  I have personally known several people who have fought against cancer to have it go into remission.  I have also known people who have fought the battle valiantly who succumbed to this disease.

As part of The ME Project, we Dared 2 Tutu this week.  With some help from my youngest children, we donned our tutu to show support for whoever is currently battling or has battled and survived cancer.

Now, do you Dare 2 Tutu?  If so, show your support for this worthy cause.

As I'm cleaning the carpet...

As I'm kneeling and scrubbing the carpet for what feels like the 10th time today, I can't help but think to myself 'Why did I sign up for this?' and 'Can I make it until nap time?'

Being a parent is hard work, regardless if you're a mom or dad.  There's so much no one ever warned you about when you announced that first pregnancy.  No one tells you about the monotony of parenthood or that the word 'no' will be the most used word in your vocabulary.  People tell you about the infant stage: the sleepless nights, the fussy baby, the crying, the snuggles, the amazement of all baby's firsts.  However, they conveniently leave out the toddler phase.

Why?  Let me tell you exactly why.

Toddlers are a huge pain!  They want to be independent but aren't quite there yet.  They want to do everything themselves, but end up making a mess, you, as a parent, have to pick up.  They have to be potty trained, and it's worse than those sleepless nights.  Clean up an accident at least 5 times in one day, and you'll be cursing everything known to man, earth, and the universe.  They are ornery and have an opinion about everything you tell them.

If you haven't guessed by now, I'm in the throes of toddlerhood with my almost 3 year old, Sawyer.  If I hear him tell me no or call me 'bad mommy' one more time because he didn't get his way, I may have to go outside and hit something.  It's endlessly annoying and grates on my nerves like fingernails on a chalkboard.  He's constantly bothering his older brothers or destroying something they created just to make them pay attention to him.  His poor little sister gets sat on, laid on, and toys taken from her constantly.  He steals pacifiers, wakes his brothers up in the morning, and refuses to sit still while eating a meal.

The 3's are the worst.  I know this is a phase all kids go through, but knowing it doesn't make it any easier.  Especially when you are in the throes of the Troublesome Threes.  I've been through it twice already.  It gets better; This too shall pass, etc. etc.  But while going through it, it totally sucks!  Can you feel me?

It's been a while since I've written and blogged.  I was an avid writer for many years on all the difficult challenges I face being a mom of 4 and a Stay at Home Mom.  I'm determined to start writing again.  My former blog was at http://www.myimperfectfamily.blogspot.com.  Check it out if you have a chance.  My writing style is direct, and I pull no punches.  I curse, so you have been forewarned.

Welcome to my blog and my photography website!  It's brand spankin' new!  Take a look around a leave me a comment or two!  I'd love to hear from all of you!

Sawyer's still trying to get the whole pushing the pedals on the tricycle thing.