O Who?

Hey mama's... do any of you use these adorable, and super good-for-your-baby Wee Go glass bottles? I am really into using these for our next baby (NO, NOT PREGNANT). I think plastic sippy cups, bottles, etc. are so sickening. They get smelly, and yucky and are just impossible to keep clean and sterile. I nursed Carson for ages upon ages (NO, NOT STILL)... and he rarely took a bottle, so I figure I could invest in a few of these for kiddo #2 without breaking the bank. I'd love to know your thoughts or experiences using glass baby bottles.

Since Carson's birthday is a mere 5 days away... I was nostalgically looking at the ittikid website and fell in love with this choo-choo train tee. He is all about transporation this year, and I feel like this might just be the ittikid piece to commemorate that. You'll remember that his monkey hoodie from his one-year photos/party was ittikid, hence the walk down memory lane.

I am stinkin' excited for THE BIG GAME this weekend!

For once, it didn't fall on my birthday weekend... and I have to admit, I am kind of glad about that. But, this Saturday morning, at 11am, we'll be parked in front of a television set, wearing our finest burnt orange duds... ready to cheer on our HORNS to victory!

Can I just say that I am loving that the Co-Op has an actual O Who? Section on their website? Genius. It should be a great game, Hook 'em Horns! I think we need to make a little trip to the Houston Co-Op Friday for these tee's...

In other, completely unrelated news...

I am participating in Kelsey's Wishful Wednesday this week: I wish I had one particular talent and it would be... TO SING WELL!

I feel like most things can be learned, or acquired, or taught. But singing, not so much. You've either got it, or you don't. And, rest assured, I sound like a donkey when I try to sing. I would love to be able to sing beautifully... when Kevin & I first started dating, I would never sing. I told him "I only sing for Jesus"-- and even in that case, it's more like a joyful noise, one could hardly call it music. I am over my fear of singing in front of him now, poor guy... but I sure do wish I could sing my baby to sleep, instead, I'm afraid I might give him nightmares.

One can wish... right?!

I hope you all are having a blessed week so far. Happy Wednesday sweet readers. Oh, tomorrow is the last day to enter to win the Random Target Giveaway!! You know you want a free bag of candy-corn! Love.