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We moved Fuller to a toddler bed last night. The crib is going away this weekend.

My question is this:
Do we need a bed rail? He didn’t fall off the bed last night and never did the first time we experimented with the “big boy bed” concept. What do you think?

Payperpost, the company that helps me get paid for blogging has some sort of big announcement next week.

As clues to their announcement, they have posted some images to help us figure out what the payperpost big news is.

If I analyze it correctly, this image (the first puzzle piece) contains a name, a phone number, and the words payperpost, inc.

I say it was the professor in the ballroom with the candlestick.

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Fuller is going in and out of the house as he pleases. We have the doors open and he just keeps lapping the house going out one door and in the other.

I have made the master mix, done dishes, cleaned the stove top, talked on the phone with my mom, and folded laundry.

Damon is in the attic rearranging things so it is usable space and we know where things actually are.

I don’t know why, but I feel like we are nesting. So much to do, so little time to do it.

I?ve mentioned the clubmom bloggers before, but I don?t think I ever mentioned Jennifer. A while back Jennifer opened up to the internet about her struggle with alcoholism. She wrote a series of entries describing where alcoholism took her and the journey she took to be where she is today.

I really respect Jennifer and her openness on the topic. It was scary for her and some of the aftermath of those entries really affected her family and their plans to adopt from China.

I?ve known a few recovering addicts in my short life. I recently caught up with a high school classmate who told me his story of hitting bottom and how he has been blessed by God to have the life he has now.

I know there are Alcohol Rehab or Drug Rehab centers every where and their treatment programs have changed many lives. If you know someone who is struggling with an addiction, please try to get him or her some sort of help. Treatment centers, like The Passages, help individuals uncover their problems and overcome their addictions.

Like they say on TV, the more you know?

There are some things worth mentioning, but not worth an entire entry on their own. Or maybe I will come back and do a full entry later, but right now, they get a bullet point. Or a tilda.

~We have a contest going on people! Don’t forget to comment on each picture and your name will be entered into the drawing for each comment (read the rules for clarification).

~Damon is still looking to gather many Coke reward points, if you have any you aren’t using, can you send them our way? crumley AT crumley.org

~Damon finished laying all the pavers to create our new patio area. Now it needs to stop raining so we can enjoy it. Oh, and some furniture that isn’t broken.

~Fuller’s birthday is next week. If you ask him, “How old is Fuller?” he replies, “Twoooooo!”

~My inlaws are coming on Sunday and we will have a mini birthday celebration. Lunch at the corn maze, presents from the Grandparents, exhaustion for the kid. It will be tons of fun.

~We ordered my camera and a 1gig memory card yesterday! (Dave or Ed, if you are reading this, they are being sent to the office. Keep your eyes peeled.) I’ll reveal my choice when it gets here.

~Our neighborhood is getting a new greenspace where an old recreation center was. A new recreation center was built somewhere else and the old one was torn down. (If you are really interested, more details are here. It was quite the neighborhood controversy.) This past week they began clearing the land to make way for the park. Damon has been going over there everyday to take pictures of the progress. I added the pictures to Flickr, so you can watch too! I still need to edit the titles and stuff, but hey, we got the pictures up.

It is official.

We are getting flooring for our living room and dining room. We have floors in there currently, but it is the subfloor and you may have noticed, it doesn?t look so hot. I don?t want to go into the whole story, but if you ever run into my mother or mother-in-law they will probably jump up and down over how exciting it is that we are finally going to do something about our floors.

We are getting caramelized bamboo flooring. It will be delivered sometime next week and sit in the house for two weeks and then we will rearrange our lives so it can be installed.

You know, sometimes I can see a light at the end of this tunnel. And I keep thinking about all we have accomplished so far.

Our kitchen renovation was maybe the biggest project we accomplished to date. Sure, Fuller?s room was a big to-do, but the kitchen? plumbing had to be rearranged, electrical was moved from here to there, and we ripped out the floor to put in something that was actually level.

The kitchen island adds so much counter space and the dishwasher is a treat (keeping Fuller out of it is not). I wish we had more natural lighting, but the fluorescents above the cabinets, against the wall, really look good.

I?m going to upload pictures to kitchen-renos.com because I really want people to see Damon?s painting on the exposed brick.

We did our kitchen 5 years ago and I still like it. Now, on to the next thing. Floors!

I wore socks to bed the other night. I had to find my fleece pullover last weekend. I wore a jacket to work today. I had to wear it to walk to the car this afternoon. And I am wearing socks and shoes instead of sandals.

The seasons are changing, fall is either here or making its way. This means it is time to go through the clothes and swap out the light, airy garments and find the heavier, cozier ones that will keep me comfortable as Old Man Winter starts to move in.

I don’t mind really because with the change in the weather, some neat things happen. The leaves change, the backdrop behind my house becomes alive with color, the corn maize is open, and Pumpkin Spice Lattes are in season.

I like fall.

On Tuesday I found out my friend is having a boy. At one point she asked me what I thought they should name the baby. I threw some names out there, but really I don’t have a certain love for any specific name. I know they will come up with something nice when the time comes.

Damon got to name Fuller. I only get to name any girl babies we have. Damon also named our dogs. I named our iPod shuffle.

Damon has a knack for naming dogs. He has a history of giving interesting and neat names to the family dogs. Dogs he has named: Dizzy, Big Man, Lively, Maple. Those are all great names.

If you don’t have a Damon to name your dog, check out Alldognames.com - Dog Names for all kinds of dogs. I love that they have a list of the popular names for dogs and what makes me chuckle is that the number two name on the girls name list is Bear (number four on the boys), after Bear Bryant. I am pretty sure that would not be a name that Damon would use to name one of our dogs.

I wanted to name the dog Darla. I got to name the iPod Darla. Oh well.

When I was little, we had a friend who stayed with her grandmother in the afternoons. This grandmother’s house was at the other end of the alley and was a kind of a hang out for us all. This grandmother would usually have some sort of snacks for us and usually it was popsicles.

One of the funny stories about my sister, Austina, is the time she went up to this grandmother’s house and asked, “Mrs. Edwards, do you have any popsicles?” Mrs. Edwards replied, “No sweetie, not today.” And then Austina pushed past her saying, “I’ll just go check” and went into the house to look in the freezer. I think Austina was four.

Well, that story isn’t why we keep popsicles in the freezer, but it was something I wanted to share.

The reason why we keep popsicles in the freezer is because we have to have something to stop the swelling and bleeding in Fuller’s mouth when he falls and hurts himself.

This evening he was playing nicely with his See ‘n Say and he fell. The See ‘n Say knocked him in the mouth. (I think it was out to get him from the beginning.)

There was blood and there were tears. I quickly checked his teeth- none were loose, none had moved, all were still in place- and went to the freezer for a popsicle.

The cold helped stop the bleeding and the swelling. The orange flavor stopped the tears.

When I dreamed about becoming a mom someday I knew there would be bumps and bruises, skinned knees and knot on the head. I just never realized there would be so much blood coming from his mouth.

Maybe I could use a popsicle myself.