Friday, February 28, 2014


What a week!  Wednesday, we had grand plans to go for a walking playdate for the mommies and a playground play date for the kiddos.  I woke up Wednesday, saw the sunny forecast, and got the kiddos dressed in their summer clothes.  Later on when I went to put the dogs out I realized it was getting chillier and the wind was starting, so I go into change the kids because we all know they are not going to understand that the weather has changed.  On our way to the bike path I see the clouds coming in, but that really doesn't mean anything in the desert.  Clouds are just a tease.   It wasn't to bad on our walk so we went forth with out plans.  I stopped to get coffee, then we went to the deli to get lunch except the deli is closed right now for remodeling.   We headed across the street to the drive through Subway, and wait 20 minutes in line.  Did I mention at this point Brighton wants to eat and isn't taking no for an answer?   We pull up to the park, while we are waiting for everyone else, I fed Brighton.   Finally get out of the car and get set up at the park.  The wind starts going crazy.  The clouds actually get a little darker.   Really!?  We tear our brokenhearted children away from the play equipment to go eat under the nice shade structure.  Lets just say it ended with sprinkles coming from the sky and I accidentally left my sun roof open.   Moral of the story, there is none.   Or maybe after reading about all our wonderful play dates you will realize I am not the person to have a play date with.  

Now I will bore you some more with an in depth explanation of my instagrams.  For the time being you can find me @savannarbennett
 mantel//waffles//count down calendar//book

My mantel-- I am still in love with it.  I just need a few things to finish it off.  To bad I need those things from a craft store a hundred miles away.  

The kids requested that I start making waffles again.

We only have 14 days until we see Aunt Hilary and Daphne!    We are going to sea world together and then she is coming to stay with us for a week.  It is really not cool when your sister moves to Italy.  

In what universe was it a good idea to read a real book around Brighton?  She already takes great pleasure in turning the pages of my book when I am reading on the iPad. 

I told Jeremy a while back that once I got back into my normal size jeans, that I was going to go out and buy a new pair of distressed jeans since my old ones bit the dust a couple of years ago.  Well, since we are trying to only leave town once a month (still hasn't happened) and we have a 1000 things to do while we are gone, I just decided to make my own.

You know those painting classes where they teach you to paint a picture?  Well we did one of those for ladies night out at church, I didn't do so hot.

My wonderful husband hid his crazy so well while we were dating.    It is okay thought because I love that crazy.

How did Eldon go from my crazy little 1 year old to this handsome 3 year old?

purse//cleaning//face time//dinner
Doesn't everyone carry 3 things of pasta in their bag?  Now you know what I have such big bags. 

The kids decided it would be fun to color all over Bristol's wall.   I didn't quite get the humor.  So I took Bristol's blanket and told her she could have it back once all the crayon was gone.  Major punishment fail.  The actually liked cleaning the wall.  

Bristol discovered how to face time with my sister this week.   

We are enjoying eating dinners outside before our wonder hundred degree weather hits.   

Pancakes//Candy Land//Cooking//Park time

Someone really liked pancakes for dinner.  

Jeremy joined the worship team at church this month, so while they are practicing I get to play candy land.  

As long as Brighton can touch me, she is happy.  

Another thing Brighton loves, the park.  This girl thinks it is the best place on earth. Even when we are having a real random cold and windy morning, random because it was no where on the weather forecast and didn't get cold and windy until we were at the park.   

and last but not least....
I am getting ready to change the blog name.  I have a few more things to fix.  But hopefully by next week I will be live @   I hope everyone who follows me here will change over to the new address.   My new email will be savanna at eleventwelveblog dot com.   

Linking up with life rearranged.  

Monday, February 24, 2014

Our weekend...

Can someone explain to me why Chuck E. Cheese needs security?   Instead of making me feel safer, it made me wonder what had gone so horribly wrong that a children's venue would need to higher private security.

Maybe you have guessed it maybe you haven't but we went to the wonderful CEC this weekend for my nephews birthday party.  Have I ever mentioned what a boring mom I am.  I will go to the zoo, aquarium, park, and a children's meusum anyday.  I cringe at the thought of fast food play places, chuck e cheese, mall playgrounds, and any other activity that puts small children in close proximity where they are all going to start screaming.   Bring on the advil.

Brighton's tooth poked through last night.   She looks so miserable.  I feel so bad for her.   Where is the picture, you might ask?  Well, every time I look at it she protects it with her tongue.  Why she wants to protect the thing causing her all the pain is beyond me but I think it is going to be a while before we see a picture of that bad boy.

That is all I have today.  It was a rather boring weekend here.

How was your weekend?

Thursday, February 20, 2014

Baby Mama Fashion #3

Top and Leggings//Target

Dress//Hand Me Down from Bristol

Sweater and Boots//Target
Shirt// Me
Pants// Levis
Earrings//Beads by Cathy

Child of God. Wife.  Woman.  Mom. Daughter. Sister. Friend. Daughter-in-law. Sister-in-law. Aunt. These are all part of my identity. I think so often, as women, we get focused on one of these tiny parts of our identity and forget about all the others that make us up.
As a mom it is important to me that I raise my children knowing they, too, are children of God.
As a woman it is important to me that I raise my daughters to know that it is okay to embrace who you are. That it is okay to take care of yourself and want to look nice when leaving the house, even while being a mom. 

As a wife it is very important to me that I do everything I can to keep my order in marriage. For us that is, God first, marriage second, and then our kids. Because our kids are only going to be in our house 18 years, but Jeremy and me, that is for a lifetime.
I try to embrace all my rolls without forgetting about another. So in the morning, when I wake up, instead of picking out a pair of yoga pants and one of Jeremy's t-shirts... I pick out a pair of jeans and a cute shirt. That takes the same amount of time, but with a much better result. I pick a cute pair of gladiator sandals or a simple pair of ankle boots over a $2 pair of flip flops. I spend a few extra minutes putting on a little BB cream, blush, and mascara. I have taken the time to meet those desires I have as a wife and a woman. Then I leave the room and embrace my roll as mom.   

Just because I am a mom doesn't mean I have to give up the other parts of me that make me a whole.  

Wednesday, February 19, 2014

365--Week 7

I just cannot contain the fuss' hair.  

Tuesday, February 18, 2014

These Jeans!

Top, Jeans, and Shoes//Target
it's a problem!

It should be known that I completely forgot to take outfit pictures every time I got dressed this last week so here you have, a recreation of my outfit from last night sans make up.   Not pretty.

I have really struggled to loose my baby weight after Brighton.   It probably wouldn't be so hard if I would stop making scones, morning glory muffins, and sweet potato fries.  But over the last 2 months I have changed my ways.   I am still making all of those things but I am really trying to do it in moderation.  

Right before we found out I was pregnant again, I was in the best shape of my life.   Yes the number on the scale was low but that wasn't what was making me feel good.  We were being really strict about eating clean, I was working out daily, and I felt great.   I didn't look in the mirror and think about everything I wanted to change just the opposite, I really wasn't looking in the mirror for fufillment.  I knew my body was in a good place.  My clothes fit me well, a few of them were getting to big. I had a ton of energy, and despite going through 2 miscarriages, I wasn't getting into cycles of depression like I am prone to do.  All because I was taking care of myself.   So after feeling sorry for myself for 5 months, I pretty much gave myself a verbal bashing.  If I wanted to feel that way again, I needed to do something about it.  Before that I had been trying to work out after the kids went to bed and it just wasn't working.  I was so exhausted and all I wanted to do at the end of the day was unwind or sleep, not work out.   So I set my alarm for 4:55... AM.   It should be known that I am not a morning person or a night owl.  I am a mid day person.  So getting up at this unreasonable hour was a huge deal.  But I did it.   And I quickly started seeing results.   I am finally back down to my pre-Eldon weight.  I am 10 pounds away from my pre-Brighton weight but that number doesn't mean anything because the way my weight is distributed has changed between each kiddo..   I am starting to feel better about myself.  I can't say that I have a whole lot of energy but that probably has something to do with the 3 kids I chase after all day.   And other than last week my mood has been greatly improved.   

But the whole reason of this post, I need to share a little fact with you.  The pants in the above picture are my size 6's.  I debated sharing that number but to me it is really not about the size of the jeans it is about the sweat, early mornings, and dedication I had to put into getting back in these jeans that matters to me.   I am finally back in these pants and it feels so good.   

I don't write this post to make anyone feel bad about their weight because I really do just believe the number on the scale is just a number.  It is more how you feel about yourself that matters.   If you are happy with yourself,  that is all that counts.   If I am exercising and eating right, even if the number on the scale has gone up, it doesn't effect me because it doesn't measure where I am at.    

So for today, I am celebrating this victory.  And next Friday, as long as I get in all my work outs, I am going to celebrate with a huge serving of spinach artichoke dip, like the whole thing of it.  I will NOT be sharing.   

I hope everyone has a wonderful Wednesday.  

Sunday, February 16, 2014

Crafting, Salmon, and the Olympics...

I am trying my darnedest to get this written before small group tonight since I have absolutely no energy to get it done afterwards.

We are really enjoying our holiday weekend so far.  It helps that is has been in the high 70's, low 80's all weekend.   The kids have been playing outside, Jeremy has tinkered in the garage, Brighton has been fussing about her teeth, and I have gotten a few crafts done!  Not as many as I would like since we live no where near civilization and the last time we went out of town I didn't have enough time to make it to JoAnns like I planned.
Would you believe this is my first container of mod podge ever?  Crazy, right!?

My solution to keeping the glitter contained, using an amazon box.  We only have a few thousand laying around.
A little bit of my progress

Mmm, dinner!

Some might find this weird, but we do not watch professional sports in our house.  One, neither of us has an interest in them.  In fact, I probably know more current news about sports than Jeremy.  Two, we do not have cable, a dish, rabbit ears, or an antenna so even if we wanted to watch, we cant.  But the Olympics, that is a whole different story.   It is pointless to try and talk to me for the few weeks that they are on.  I am glued to the live streams available on NBC, I am constantly checking my phone for updates, and it is even possible that this morning, while waiting for church to begin, I could be found streaming the ice dancing competition from my seat in church just to make sure the American's took 1st place!   Yep a little crazy but I love watching the Olympics.  I get kind of crazy, I may shed a tear or 2 when someone from the US wins.  

So please excuse my glass eye expression if you are trying to talk to me!  

Friday, February 14, 2014

365--Week 6

Some weeks I manage to take 6 or 7 pictures, some weeks I barely squeak by with 3 or 4.


These last 2 weeks have been very emotional weeks for me.   They have been trying.  There have been great moments and there have been not so great moments but that is life for you.   And since I like to document with pictures, lets take a look back at the last 2 weeks via instagram.  You can find me @crazyrandombennetts.
Weather//Running playlist//Diapers//Clouds

 Our weather forecast isn't making me all that excited about summer.  If it is 80 degrees in February, should we expect 120 degrees all summer?

Some might find it weird that I run to worship music.   But I find that it takes my mind off the running and it really starts my day out right, with God.   I was having a really rough day Wednesday morning.  I was feeling a lot of hurt and I just couldn't shake it.  So instead I took it out on the treadmill while worshiping.  Probably the best run I have had since having Brighton.   It was freeing.

I get a lot of daily email updates, as I am sure all of you do.  There are some Jeremy probably doesn't mind me getting but he would probably prefer if I would stop getting a few like from amazon, Toms, and Cotton Babies.   I love me some cute cloth diapers.   They recently released this humming bird color and I had to scoop some up.   I can't wait to see them on stinky's bottom.

Bristol and Jeremy were off having a little daddy/daughter date, read-- give mommy a break date, so I had these 2.  Eldon did so well at the grocery store that I rewarded him with m&m's and a juice before dinner.   He also picked out his delicious and very healthy meal of hot dogs and Kraft mac n' cheese.

Teething//Hat//Bath//Music table
My little stinky.  I am still having a hard time believing that she is 7 months old.   The last couple of days she has been teething, after fighting her nap, I broke down and put her in the Beco.   


We have a serious addiction to scones.  I use a King Arthur recipe.  

I am obsessed with having my nails painted.  I usually do them every week.   And I really love experimenting with designs.  

And Jewelry.  That is another thing I love playing with.   Thankful me mother in law provides me with beautiful pieces.  

Yesterday was a pretty bad day.  I had high hopes of getting the house cleaned up so we could enjoy Jeremy's 4 day weekend but it just didn't happen.  On top of that all three kids had a pretty bad day. By the time Jeremy walked through the door all I could think about was escaping to my hair appointment.  But he told me not to come back until I needed to feed Brighton again.   So I picked up a little Chinese food and ate it in my car while parked in our garage and I then read until it was time to go in.  Just what I needed.   

So there you have it, a look at our week in pictures.  Thank you for all your kind words on my post on Wednesday.  

Have a wonderful weekend.

Linking up with

life rearranged

Wednesday, February 12, 2014

7 months old

My cute little Stinky.  She gets the biggest grin on her face when we call her that.  So proud of herself for earning that wonderful name and she lives up to it on a regular basis.  

-rocking back and forth on the knees.   
-food lover

And the whole time I was trying to get these pictures, she was playing...
 "Watch mom, I am going to roll over"
"Oh, you mean you want to see the 7 month sticker on my belly? "

Tuesday, February 11, 2014

A letter of honesty...

Sweater//Forever 21
Scarf//My sister 

I just need to get this out.  I am not sure if I will even publish it or not but hopefully it will take this weight off of me to write about it.   I didn't know if I would ever share this part of my life on the blog.  Not because I am ashamed or embarrassed by it, but because of the people it affects.  Not me and my family, but another family.  The ones who have a right to grieve.  Who have a right to be sad.  In my mind, I don't feel like I have that right.   Because when it comes down to it, my brother is still here while someone else's brother, son, and uncle was taken away.   Sunday we went to visit my brother.   We took Brighton to meet her uncle.   We visited this prison for the first time.  And it was hard.  Harder than visiting the county jail.  The rules are different, the staff treats you with utter disgust, and they look at you like "why would you bring a 6 month old here?".   For me it is simple, even though my brother is in prison, he is still my brother.  Nothing will change that.

Over the last 2 years, I have learned a lot of things but I think the biggest thing I have learned about is sin, and what God says sin is.  My brother's sin may be very known and his punishment very real, but I sin just as much as him, although I can hid mine a little easier.  Because my sin is accepted by the world, in fact a lot of times it is encouraged by the world.

So here I am, I should be cleaning, since I put it off yesterday, but I am in a huge funk.   It was so good to see him, but at the same time it kills me that he will never get to be the uncle he was meant to be.  Then when those thoughts invade my brain, I think about a friend, whose little girls will never have an uncle because of my brother.   And that makes me sad.  It makes me so mad for them.  It makes me hate drugs even more.  I remember both of our brothers, the way they both were before.

I am sad.  I guess some would say I am mourning, but the hardest part is, I don't feel like I have that right. It feels good to get this out but it isn't taking the funk out.  So I am once again going to disappear into my little world.  Probably read, watch a little bit of the Olympics, and pray for a friend who just texted me with some sad news.

And if you are inclined too, please pray for me.  I am not sure what for, but pray.   Because today isn't such a great day.

linking up with

pleated poppy

Thursday, February 6, 2014

365-- Week 5

Baby Mama Fashion




Jewelry//Beads By Cathy

I just realized the pictures of me and the girls are out of focus, which makes me super sad.   I really need to figure out what is going on with my camera.  We also had to take our pictures inside today because it was trying to rain.  Oh, how I miss the rain and as much as it pains me to say this, I miss the snow too.

This week has been a rough week in terms of exercise.  I am really trying hard to get up before the kids and work out.   I run on my handy dandy treadmill Monday, Wednesday, and Friday.  Then on Tuesday and Thursday I try to do a 40 or 60 minute Barre3 video.  This week it has been a struggle to get up.   I even set my alarm for 4:30 a.m. this morning hoping I would get out of bed by 5.  Ha ha, I forced myself out at 5:40.  If I didn't want my reward of spinach artichoke dip so bad I probably would have continued on sleeping.  But I really want more spinach artichoke dip and that means working out 20 days this month.  

So if I look a little extra tired in these pictures its because I am cutting my sleep short but I did manage to get in a nap today so that will probably mean I wont fall asleep until midnight and the my 4:30 a.m. alarm will be even more unrealistic.

How crazy am I to get up that early just to get in a workout?

Have a wonderful weekend.

Linking up with Katie.

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