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Meet Little Miss McMay aka Auryana Sassy Pants

Meet Auryana! Also known as Little Miss Sassy pants!!                           (here I will share a million-bazillion photos of her, because, WHY NOT? she’s my kid!)

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Weighing in at just around 65 pounds at the bossy age of 9 1/2, she has more personality than any one child should have. She can’t always contain herself. Auryana loves to color, sing, dress up, and make video’s on Musical.ly and does not enjoying being rushed or told what to do. She moves at a turtle-pace on 95% of everything she does. Even still, she has her own style and is sure to be fashiony every single day….unless we’re in a hurry and then I just throw clothes at her and tell her to put them on (which she does NOT appreciate, but hey sometimes we gotta go!)

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From day one, this child has had her own ideas without the ability to influence her thoughts. She resisted the nurses on the day she was born, played dead (possum) when we tried to feed or wake her from 1 week to 5 months, and would throw a HUGE fit (and fall back in it, literally) at the age of 2 when she couldn’t put on her own tennis shoes and tie them herself. -_- I believe children are born with a personality and some tend to show theirs earlier than others. As you can see below….

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By age 1, she knew 3 colors well : red, yellow, and blue; red was her favorite (this was before discovering hot pink, of course.) I, as her mother, didn’t even get to pick out the decorations for her first birthday party. She knew EXACTLY what she wanted. Little Mermaid cake (Ariel has red hair), red plates, napkins, and utensils, red roses and red carnations, and of course vanilla ice cream (Blue Bell only for this southern lady). Yup that’s Miss Auryana, she does what she wants and doesn’t care what anyone else thinks….hmmm sounds like someone else I know (currently pointing the finger at the mirror).

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Auryana loves her friends and has the biggest most generous heart I’ve ever seen in a little girl. She always makes sure her friends are taken care of. She likes to mother Matius and Luca when she’s with them, making sure they don’t get hurt and have whatever they need.

And no matter what popular belief tells you, this child is 100% my mother….

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My mother on the left, Auryana on the right. 

She isn’t a big fan of working hard or waking up, but then who is, so it’s a constant battle to get this child to wake up and march! (figure of speech of course) With that being said, she can really be a lot of fun and entertainment. I need to find her old video’s where she’s creative dancing and performance singing. You will enjoy! I should probably also mention that she loves LuLaRoe almost as much as I do and even more so loves modeling it. I think I’ve said enough about my kid now, so I’ll give it a rest, for now…! 😉

 

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A cute picture I know she won’t appreciate me sharing, since she’s asleep and didn’t have a say in me posting it! HA gotta love being a parent!

Signing off, Ms. McMay

A Typical Day with the McMay’s

What does a typical day with the McMay’s look like? Well some of you have been able to witness first-hand, but for those of you who have no idea, we decided to give you a little insight to our daily shenanigans. We shall start with a typical weekend day. Narrated by Sheri.

7:00 am alarm goes off

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8:00 am- “Oh ASDFJLKASJDKFHALKSHFLJSGHADS we’re late!!” scrambles around to find clothes and wake up the kid. “AURYANA (while shaking her furiously because heaven knows NOTHING can wake this child) get up we’re late we have to be at Michala’s in 15 minutes (it’s a 12 minute drive..)!!!!!

Auryana– (upset fussing sounds, kicks and turns over and stay asleep)

As I rush around to throw myself together and literally pull Auryana out of the bed by her ankles, I’m FB group messaging Evan and Michala to wake UP! and of course i’m getting no response. and I used speak to text because who can text in a furry and instead of “wake up!!” I send “makeup!” but oh well no time to edit.

10 minutes later, I have no idea how (time must have stopped), we’re rushing out the door with shoes on (well at least one of us has A shoe on) and speeding up the highway to the McWhirter’s house. Letting ourselves in with the memorized door code, not even the dogs are barking. Yikes!

bang bang bang (on the bedroom door)

Michala: um yeah?

me: DUDE It’s 8:30 we have to be there in 30 minutes!

Michala: OMG my alarm didn’t go off!! Can you get Luca dressed?

We all rush around the house to dress the boys, feed the dogs and ourselves, and look alive (forget makeup, who has time for that?) Did I mention we’re all tired because we were up until 1am working on LuLaRoe inventory and pictures?

15 minutes later, somehow, everyone is fed, clothed, and loading up the car, just don’t ask how we smell! lol

Michala: Evan McWhirter do NOT leave the gun on top of the refrigerator, and I know it’s loaded! If the house shows today that’s not cool!

Evan: What’s the big deal, it’s out of reach and we’re in Texas now?!

Michala: That’s not the point, ugh whatever let’s gooooo!!!!

Matius: brief meltdown because he wants to mop the floor before we leave; we hand him a sucker instead and stick him in the car (#badmoms…? eh I’ve seen worse, I mean at least he ate his breakfast right?)

Everyone loaded in to 2 cars and both full to the brim with LuLaRoe containers, we head to our first destination, HOUSE HUNTING! oh yeah did I mention we have to look at 6+ houses before we do the LuLaRoe party. But our Realtor is awesome for getting up early and driving across town for us on Saturday morning, so we arrive with Starbucks for everyone!

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I think we found our house

6 houses later, the men are now exhausted from listening to us ladies pick apart every house we see, but we have one to place an offer on, but for now, we’re off to someone’s house who is hosting an in home pop up party. After 45 minutes of set up we interact with friends and have a great time sharing our LLR addiction. By this time we’re starving and the kids are tired.

Load up the car and head out for a quick Chick Fil A run because the kids can play and be loud, and we can sit for at least 10 minutes and breathe! I carry Luca to the table and Auryana helps Matius in a chair. Then I hand Luca off to mama Michala who then whips out her boob so Luca can join the family for lunch. Don’t mind us over here! You can imagine the looks we’ve already received from people trying to mind their meals. Finally all sat down and, oh crap I forgot my drink, before I even ask, Evan graciously goes and fetches my drink and the other utensils we forgot to grab. Minutes later Michala hands Luca back over the table to me and I proceed to pat his little back and kiss his cheek that may or may not be wet with boob milk. Oh well. Evan helps Auryana open her ketchup, because no she hasn’t even started eating yet (remember I said she’s slooooooww). Finally fed, the kids go run and play for a bit and we discuss our the rest of our day.

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We discuss dinner (yes at the lunch table, because food is life and we must plan our day around food) and agree on fajitas! homemade margarita’s too please! I’ll have a Dos with salt and lime, I can’t drink adult drinks. LOL Finally home and it’s like 5pm, don’t ask where the time went because we have no idea, we’re taking turns wiping faces and butts, cooking, cleaning off the dinner table, feeding the animals and getting them outside, and making our drinks (ok we made drinks first, of course we have to get relaxed).

After dinner Evan plays a little guitar hero for us while Auryana and Matius play with toys in the front room. It’s now 8pm, again don’t know where the time went. Michala and I are updating our inventory to reflect the items sold and taking turns bounce Luca back and forth because he wants to be held today. 🙂

Matius: Mommy, I go poohhp

Michala: You need to go poop? Okay go sit on your potty

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Matius concentrating on the potty

Everything is going well and we go back to what we’re doing….shortly after we smell poop but don’t see Matius on the potty anymore…

Evan: ummm what is that? (point to an unidentified object on the floor in front of the TV console)

Me: ummm that looks like poop

Michala: (laughing histerically) MATIUSSSS did you poop?

Matius: Nope

And now we know….At least today we do…….WHO SHIT IN THE DEN?!

#whoshitintheden -which we’ve had to ask more than once….this was just the first.

 

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