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Friday, October 31, 2008

Breaking, Tooth #5 is on its way.

A few months ago Holy Mama! sent me her first published book, A Love for Larkspur. I wanted to let y'all know I LOVED IT. You know those books you marathon read because your hooked? This one is one of those books. Funny, sweet, and very relateable. Here is the interview she did on A Love for Larkspur . And HERE is the book itself on Amazon. I'm going to recommend this to anyone on your Christmas list who loves a great book. So go buy now so its there in time to give! And nooo she didn't ask me to do this, I did it of my own accord because I thought y'all would enjoy it. Well that and I want her to write another.

So Baby Blue is kind of being an overachiever and is working on his 5th and possibly 6th tooth this month. I'm really ready for the teeth to just give us both a break.

Well I'm off to clean for our little Halloween party tonight, Ill post pics of the kids and their costumes and of course Baby Blue will be making his debut as a freaking cute baby giraffe.

Monday, October 27, 2008

There was ice on my roof ya'll

I have never really been big on decorating for any of the seasons. I always did something but it never was anything I put alot of time or effort into. Aunt Beenie told me about Micheal 60% off fall sale and since I was coming down with SOMETHING and Baby Blue and I needed to get out of the house and go somewhere warm for quality time, I decided that we should go look around. Well first we stopped and I got a cafe mocha, the biggest one I could buy because I figured since I was dragging I NEEDED IT. First off don't ever shop at Micheal's while drinking that much caffeine and sugar. It will land you an entire cart full of crafts and get you totally hooked on decorating. I already have some great ideas for Christmas!

Decorating really put me in the mood to finish up our pumpkin family, Aunt Beenie and I had already done dots on Baby Blues and I spent a long night watching Greys Anatomy and painting stars on mine. Baby Blue did Boris' and we sacrificed a onsie to the craft paint gods.



Our Pumpkin family needed some personality before we put them outside.









Baby Blue thought posing for some fall pictures before we gutted the big guy was just way to funny.




I drew the face and McHottie did the manly work and cut it up and gutted it.


He did some awesome carving work and even cut a vent whole for the candle smoke.



Baby Blue always wants to do whatever we are doing and be right there with us. Especially when his Dada is doing something.



Scary!!!
I thought the pumpkins really fit us well!!
I went out and bought another pumpkin for Boris because he loves to be right where we are and gets included in everything. That and hes Baby Blues buddy and where one goes the other goes.


That's all folks, bedtime for the baby!

Thursday, October 23, 2008

Racoons, bless their little hearts.

Ive always heard the saying bless their little hearts in the same sentence as something that could be considered... really pretty harsh. I figure if I bless their hearts I can go hunt them down and after I'm done with those suckers they will be a nice little rug in front of my fireplace.

So my lovey night started actually REALLY nice. My sister in law was so sweet and watched Baby Blue all afternoon and I got in a nice long nap. Mchottie came home and has the same cold I do, only its worse, its a man cold. Nooooo not the dreaded man cold. On my way out the door to pick up my baby he asks me if I could bring back St Louis Bread Company soup for dinner. Since that sounded really good to me I decided on my way back from picking up Baby Blue and before church I would swing by the house with his dinner. Baby Blue had other plans. He was so worn out he decided it was dinner time and bed time. When we finally got back to the house I was feeling lazy and thought Baby Blue could just have a liquid dinner instead of sitting him in the highchair and trying to feed him when he was tired. Baby Blue doesnt eat really well when hes tired so I didn't want to exert that much effort for a small jar of baby food. A small jar of baby food isn't REALLY necessary is it? Nahhhhh. So after a quick bath and a huge Hugo size bottle Baby Blue was OUT. So was McHottie. It was to late to go so no church for me Ill just settle in and watch my shows.
2 hours later Baby Blue wakes up and he is super pissed. Wait. Those are bottle cries. hmmmmmm Ok This is where I should have stuck him in his highchair and gotten some sweet potato's down him. Nahhhh Then Ill miss Stylista and that is looking really good. I was pretty sure boobies girl was gonna make a huge scene about covering up her big boobies and snob girl was gonna get attacked by anyone in the house. So I made another bottle and we cuddled up on the couch for the kind of lame ending. We both went to bed and it felt like as soon as I had fallen asleep there were more bottle cries. Angrier this time. wow. I need to hire a nighttime nanny. One bottle and 20 min later I was in bed for the rest of the night. Or not. Do I even need to tell you what happened at 4 am. Same story, differant time, tireder mama. I went back to bed telling McHottie that if I ever decided to skip that tiny jar of baby food again remind me how good sleep feels.
His alarm went off at 6 : 30 and I really did lay there and think about not getting up. It sounded so good. But since he was sick the night before and I was lazy no one took the trash to the curb. So if I wanted the diapers out of my house I had to get up. I packed his lunch and breakfast and was hauling the trash downstairs as he was leaving the front door. We were yelling our goodbyes and I love yous across the house. Well he was, I was squeaking them. Sometime in the middle of the night my cold settled into my chest and If I raise my voice above a whisper I sound like a prepubescent boy. I could hear him pulling out of the driveway as the garage door opened. Im standing there with a diaper pail in one hand and the kitchen trash in the other and the driveway is covered and I mean COVERED in a weeks worth of trash. Mchottie put the cans outside the garage and since they had really tight snap lids on them we figured it would be fine so there was more room in the garage for me to pull the car in easier. Im not the greatest at pulling into the garage. These apparently were ninja raccoons. That or the smell of old popcorn bags were like crack to them and gave them powers. Who knows. I was yelling very bad words and loosing it outside, ok maybe not yelling. I sounded allot more like a marine mouseketeer then anything. Did I mention its really, really, REALLY cold outside? I'm not going to tell you the details of the trash but by the time I hauled all the full cans to the top of the driveway I had trash under my fingernails. Gross, icky, week old trash. I called McHottie after washing my hands 3 times and he said he didn't see the mess when he left or he would have helped me. Now we know not to leave the trash outside the garage. Or to eat coleslaw ever again. either one.
Its 7 :30 and I'm going to go make some sickeningly rich hot chocolate for breakfast and take a steam shower in hopes my voice comes back while I try to figure out how to go get groceries without leaving the house.



Oh and if I ever see a raccoon again its ON.

Friday, October 10, 2008

Yay, its Fall!!








Anyone who knows me knows it takes me forever to upload and send pictures, so if anyone is expecting me to post daily... I wish I could say I will but most likely there will some long stretches between posts. I'm not that motivated to do these sorts of things and when your 7 month olds favorite thing to do is eat your computer and press every button he can read (hey mama does it!) makes posting take forever and then I'm not going to even get started on all the emails and blogs or pages he hits escape. Do you know the one key he hits the most is escape??
Baby Blue had been strangly clingy and acting off for several days and I figure it was just a mild reaction to his shots and was just happy thats all that he had this time. Well last night it just got bad. Both McHottie and I were at our whits end when I stuck my finger in his mouth to feel his gums to see if it was teething. THERE WAS A TOOTH. Well sort of. I felt a bump and he seemed to just melt when I rubbed his gum so I was and realized I had rubbed it thru and that sucker was sharp. Today he has been sticking his tongue on it and looks like a crazy puppy but hes happy again. He didnt cry a single time at Eckerts! Which was kind of a miracle since he skipped his long afternoon nap.








All week I have been planning on going to Eckerts farm to have funnel cake, pick pumpkins, go on a hayride, and just have some family time with my guys.

We had a blast!! McHotties first order of business ( after I watched the animals in the petting farm) was FOOD. So I got my funnel cake right away. Or at least the half he left me :) I wanted to make a scarecrow but those suckers were 18 dollars for the biggest scarecrow I have ever seen. Seriously those things were huge. I wanted a small one I could put on a stake and stick in my flower buckets. There were tons of people in line for the hayride to pick apples but we were more into picking pumpkins, thankfully that was a short line.




Nobody really seemed into picking pumpkins. Mchottie had a blast finding a huge pumpkin for himself and a "sexy" pumpkin for me. Hes version of sexy was that it didn't have growths, dents, or discoloring under dirt. I got the cutest little pumpkin for Baby Blue. Tomorrow we are going to decorate them. I want spooky stars, Baby Blues is going to have polka dots, and McHottie gets to cute his up into a scary jack o lantern. Its weird how excited I am about this but we are hoping to have a yearly tradition of getting our pumpkins this way. Next year we want to get bigger pumpkins but since I was carrying Baby Blue and the diaper bag he was the one carrying all of them. Now to convince him we need to go back in December for our Christmas tree!!




I have some picks from Baby Blues 7 month photo shoot and its getting tougher every time to get him to sit for a picture. The only time he is still is for sleep and food.










I thought Id throw in a adorable picture of the cousins, Brown Bear is so sweet with his Baby Blue!!!