Why I named my #daughter Cadence

#TalkNerdyToMeLover's @JenSquard

Now that I have shared the stories of my first and second babies' names...did you actually read them.  Do it.  Okay, ready?  My last little baby, Cadence, is 5 months old.  Aaaah, she's a beauty, too!  While the other kiddos have great stories behind their names, Cadence...not so much.  I had only heard the name Cadence one other time - she was Alyson Hannigan's hot sister on American Wedding (played by January Jones).  That's about it!

Apparently a cadence is some military thing - something they chant while marching, I think.  I don't know, I just think it sounds sweet and magical.  And it is the perfect fit for my little Cadie-did.

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I'm a #BADASS.

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I'm not much of a feminist.  Actually, I kinda am I suppose, but not a crazy beyotch or anything.  I believe in equality across the board, the end.  None of that matters, so I don't even know why I'm talking about it.  So so so so sooooooo I bought my daughter a new bed.  A Dora toddler bed.  Stinkin cute cute cute.   Here's the thing - we started remodeling our house forever ago, way before the baby was born, and it just is taking FOREVER.  And ever.  And beyond.  I'm not convinced that we will ever have a liveable (livable?) master bedroom. 

Here's the deal.  We have a three bedroom house.  Right now it's a room for us, Tucker and Anika.  We are turning our garage into a master bed/bath so there are rooms for each of the kids.  They are all super young and really close in age, so we didn't think that them sharing a room was a great idea.  Since the remodel isn't done, what does that mean for baby Cadence?  It means that she has been sleeping in a portable crib in the living room for 5 months.  5 EFFING MONTHS.  So lame, and those things are not comfortable, even a little. 

I'm tired of it, so I bought a new big girl bed for Anika, put Tucker in Anika's big kid bed, and put Cadence in Tucker's crib.  Thing is, none of those things are in the right room.  Which is where my badassness comes in.  I not only cleaned my daughter's room (which makes me a total badass anyways), but I disassembled her toddler bed.  Those things are complicated.  Then I moved it to the other room and reassembled it.  Then I disassembled Tucker's crib, moved it, and put it back together.  Now that I'm writing it down it doesn't seem like such a big deal, but it was, god damn it.  It was a lot of work, and I am really proud of myself for just doing it, and not waiting until the manly man came home. 

It was hard.  Cribs are not easy to assemble by yourself.  And I busted the hell out of myself lots of times.  But I did it.  By myself.  And I did a good job.  And I'm a badass. 

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Why I named my #son Tucker

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I have only known a few Tuckers in my life.  The first was my high school best friend's little brother, and the other was one of my favorite people ever.  My friend's brother was a funny little squirt - quirky, sweet, and compassionate, even as a tiny kid.  I loved watching him grow up - he always said the awesomest things, and I will always have a soft spot for him.

The other Tucker is just the best - as he has shown.  Yep, Big Tucker is none other than TNTML's own @TGumb (Coordin8d Drunk).  Tucker has been awesome since the day we met in high school.  He was a typical boy, but he was also super sweet.  We had so much fun together, from golfing class (yeah, it's a real thing apparently) to the dance we went to together (we looked hot as hell, pictures will come soon).  And even though there was tons of chemistry between us, Tucker never pressured me into a relationship, which makes our relationship today totally possible and amazing.  He has always been kind, slow to judge, hilarious and beyond fun.  I know he would do just about anything for me (last time we went out he order a drink for me saying "A long island iced tea for the lady, please"), but will also never bend from who he is.  He is everything I would want in a friend, a brother and a son (didn't know this was going to turn into a love letter to one of my besties, but I'll roll with it). When I chose the name, people said "but don't you know what the rhymes with?"  I totally didn't!  I never once thought about that!  I was in high shcool with a Tucker, and never thought about it.  So I guess if you don't act like a fucker people won't associate it, huh?

When we found out we were having a boy, the only named I wanted or even considered was Tucker.  I know a name doesn't make a person, but it really kind of does.  And I was right on with it - My Tucker is sweet, caring, loves his little sister more than anything, and melts your heart with his crooked smile.  And apparently Tucker means food in Australia, which is fitting since he is a tank of a child.  Literally, he was 10 1/2 pounds a birth.  Even though he is only 2, I know that have the perfect name will help him on the right path of being a great guy. 

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My first day in a #SpiritHood

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I got my SpiritHood yesterday.  Of course I loves it.  It's awesome, and so crazy warm that it makes my brain feel melty.  And it's a great bargaining tool for my kids - I just say do this and I'll let you wear my SpiritHood.  My daughter calls it a Mane Wolf, whatever that means.  It is going to come in super handy on photo shoots since Colorado can feel like the arctic tundra sometimes.  Well not really, I'm just a bit of a winter puss. 

Anywhoozle, I took my momsie out for a photo shoot this morning (to not only celebrate my badass new camera but also her hotness), and I wore the hood (cute shadow, right?).  I wore it to pick up the camera, too.  Then I wore it to lunch at Subway.  And guess what?  No one was impressed.  Except me.

See, I live in this weird town.  It's full of oil riggers, meth heads and conservatives.  It's way Republican up in here.  People just do the same thing over and over, and there is this super smalltown mentality, even though there are over 100,000 people living here.  I got some really dumb looks.  Which is sooooo stupid because I look friggin awesome in this bad boy.  So I did what I always do when people give me weird looks (I rock a mohawk and have three kids at a young age - it happens ALL.THE.TIME).  I started acting like people were sooooooo jealous of me.  I looked at them like they were sad little puppies that just weren't cool enough to have a dope ass SpiritHood.  Oh you sad silly people, I feel sorry for you.  HAHA!  Totally works. 

Check 'em out - they really are super rad.

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#FunnyVideo: Kids and the Marshmallow Test

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Bwahahahahaha!  Frickin kids are so funny.  I love this - and I doubt I would have done any better as a grown-up!  AWESOME!

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