I AM QUEEN OF CRAZYLAND!!!!!!

Excuse me calling Queen Elizabeth, table for 5 is now ready for crazy land!!!!

Now get ready to laugh........
OK so I follow a couple of people on my face book with there bloggs! and some i laugh hysterically and some make me bawl like a baby! i love the stories, tales and all the truth to every one! So when i think about it i have so many adventures and laughs with my kids and learn so many new things every day as a parent and as just being a woman i wanted to blog to! To help let people know that they are not the only people in the world that feel like they are Queens or Kings of crazy town.... for instance your not the first person to have to yell at your son in dos chilli's in BOYD TX where everybody knows your dogs name, for the 4th time please stop peeling the gum from under the table and throwing it at your sister.... (so embarrassing) :(  Or your not the only woman in the world that has had to run out the back door at your work bawling your eyes out for some little thing that prob was not that big of a deal!!! MY LIFE is crazy and soooo funny so if your ready for a laugh hi have the perfect picture to start my blogging experience!!!!!
Ready??? start laughing then scroll down ill explain!!

OK so where to start??? hmmm well lets back up to the getting ready process shall we. So my church was having there directory photos taken and I had just given birth to Ms. Rylee about 2 months prior, so after breast feeding her and pumping (didn't want leakage going on and getting on my new turquoise sweater i bought just for the occasion) I dress Rylee in this Zebra dress, ask Hannah to put on the clothes I laid out and go to help my little man Asher get dressed. OF COARSE he is totally disgusted with the "sweater vest" i picked out so from the moment i can wrangle him down to the moment we are stepping into the church he is throwing a fit!!!!! so fast forward to getting to the church, Jeremy is getting the older kids unbuckled and i decide i don't want to carry that heavy car seat, noooo i want to pick her up and hold her!! YEP you guessed as soon as i pick her up and put the sleeping ANGEL on my shoulder BLAHHHHH baby vomit all down my shoulder! ....nice.... so into the bathroom i go whisking me and the baby to a quick spray down, i pass the sitting area and Jeremy is sitting there calmly on his phone, second looking i notice Asher is no where insight??? crap now i still have vomit down my shirt, one kid missing and we are up to get our picture taken in like 10 minutes. Per my wonderful husband, i thought he was with you(got to love that one) sent us both into a panic mode. After many rounds around the church my wonderful middle child is ON THE PLAYGROUND and guess what, stripped the vest and is not a happy camper to be redressed and forced to take a picture. As you can see from the picture he has a smirk on his face and is not to happy to be there.  NOW Rylee is Screaming because she decided that as soon as we were sitting down to take the picture to do  ......."her Business" so that is why Hannah is barely hanging on to her because she is mumbling hurry up hurry up its going to get on me!!  THIS my friends is the free picture we got just for going!! The one that went in the directory is 10X worse NO JOKE!  Remember that baby throw up , well after a quick wipe down it still showed up in the picture and rylee face is totally red and she is noticeably grunting! Asher has his head leaning forward to look around Hannah to see rylee doing his business (laughing hysterically i might add) and Hannah is laughing so hard  because of the "business" taking place her mouth was open?? And the grand part of it all was when she went to show us the picture's , she said politely so which ones would you like to purchase today??? Jeremy and I 's jaws bothed dropped open. He got up and walked out not a word leaving me there to fend for myself, i looked at the lady and was like..... are you kidding me??

So that's the picture we ended up with, i thought it was the one with the most.... errgghh.....CHARACTER!!!LOL