Friday, May 09, 2008
Thursday, May 01, 2008
I always wanted a personal assistant...
The good thing about being a mom is that I have my own personal assistant. He is every place I go, watching every thing I do... whether I want his help or not.
He helps me search for misplaced items...
So, the list keeps growing and nothing ever seems to get done. But I really like my new assistant.
Tuesday, April 22, 2008
Here we go...
...he was standing up.
Crap.
Thursday, April 17, 2008
Wednesday, April 16, 2008
Just Doin' My Part...
Monday, April 14, 2008
Tuesday, April 01, 2008
$4.76
Dozen Easter Eggs - $.07
Easter Grass - $.02
Various Easter Candy - $.19
Shopping at Target after Easter and finding a huge bargain - Priceless
Tuesday, March 25, 2008
Spring Break
Monday, March 17, 2008
This morning...
...I didn't have to wake him up.
...I didn't have to cram him in his car seat while he protested loudly.
...he didn't have to wait "in line" for someone to feed him his cereal this morning.
...I don't have to sit at my desk feeling like I am wasting time.
...I don't have to deal with any bitter, mean co-workers.
...I won't have to come home drained and in a bad mood.
Why?
Because this is my first official day of being a stay-at-home-mom!
Saturday, March 08, 2008
Special Report...7 months
He loves his dog!
Sunday, March 02, 2008
And sometimes he drinks from a sippy!
Tuesday, February 26, 2008
They didn't tell me this in those pregnancy books!
Anyway, I was reading over some posts that I did not ever publish and I found this. After reading through it... I slapped myself again for thinking the aforementioned thought. How quickly we forget those miserable post-partum days (or the dark days)!!!
9/10/07
So, I know that I am certainly not a veteran at this motherhood thing...but I have a bone to pick with all my girlfriends out there! I don't think you guys were very honest about the whole becoming-a-mother thing! There are quite a few things that I am discovering that I NEVER read about in those pregnancy books or learned in childbirth classes! For example:
1) How long it takes to be able to comfortably sit again... I guess the answer to this varies a bit...but it takes a while!
2) That your boobs feel like bowling balls that you wish you could remove for showers, sleeping, walking...well, any time other than feeding your newborn.
3) What the hell happened to my stomach for cryin' out loud??? Will it ever look even a little bit like it did before?
4) How long it will be until I can fit into my regular clothes...still waiting on that one! The outcome has everything to do with #3.
5) That I would feel like a failure AT LEAST 4 times a day.
6)That no matter how mentally stable you know that you are pre-baby...you will question your sanity constantly after your little bundle arrives. I am not sure if it is lack of sleep, hormones, or that I am really losing it...but I am waiting for the voices in my head to shut-up!
7) That I would be able to look at my son and wonder when his real parents were coming to get him.
Let me just say... it really does get better! It seems that God has a sneaky way of helping you forget the bad stuff, and longingly remember the good stuff. And there is a lot of good stuff. I was pretty sure, immediately after I had the boy, that he would be an only child. But now, six months later, I can't imagine not doing this all again! I am still wondering about #3... I think my belly button is forever ruined!! But hey, it was worth it!
Monday, February 18, 2008
I understand that you probably had no idea about the kind of day I had today. I know that you have no way of knowing that I started the day with an almost flat tire that I had to air up (only to find out that I really didn't know HOW to air up a tire) and which caused me to be late to work... and you probably didn't know about my frustrating work day, or the fact that I was called to the day care center to get my son who was throwing a fit to end all fits... or that I had just almost been broadsided by a teenage girl that had no idea what the speed limit was or, for that matter, what YIELD means. BUT I would have hoped that you could tell, between my toting a squirmy 6 month old on my hip, wrangling my wallet and keys and a pacifier and trying my dang best to open the dang door... I would have hoped you could muster up just a little bit of gentlemanliness and opened the door for me. I see now that I expected too much and some how lost track of the fact that manners no longer mean anything in today's society since you graciously waited for me to open the door for YOU, what with your empty hands and all. But I did want you to know that you taught me a valuable lesson this evening... okay, two valuable lessons. The first being that I am grateful to have a husband who still believes in chivalry (whom I can always count on to hold open doors... for me or anyone else) and the second being that I will be sure to do everything I can to instill that in my squirmy son.
Thank you again for your thoughtfulness,
Mrs. Little Adventures
Thursday, February 14, 2008
Mr. Grabby-Hands and the Valentine's Day That Wasn't
My goal for this week was to take some super cute Valentine's Day pictures and send out some super duper cute cards to celebrate V Day and the fact that the boy is now 6 months old! But the boy has had a fairly high fever all week and has been in NO mood to pose for any pictures. I think he is finally getting back to his old self now, thank goodness, but there has not been much celebrating going on around here. Our Valentine's Day consisted of two tired parents and one grumpy baby... oh the joys of parenting... goodbye romantic evenings... hello poopy diapers. Anyhoo, it is all worth it and we are having fun despite the drama.
This video is one of the funniest snippets of film I have. The boy has become mister grabby hands. I can't carry him out of his room without him grabbing the light switch plate, the wall, the door... pretty much ANYTHING in his reach! He even grabs at things that are no where close to being in reach. His favorite items are the tv remote and the telephone. He can spot the remote in a pile of toys... from a mile away...in the pitch black darkness of night... he really has a gift for finding it. The stupid thing is the most dull shade of gray ever invented... but he can see it, no problem.
Well, Happy (late) Valentine's Day!
Thursday, January 31, 2008
My plastic obsession continued...

Okay, so maybe there were no angels involved, but I do seem to recall the faint sound of the Hallelujah Chorus in the background. It was an awe-inspiring moment. I am telling you, I have never been so excited... well, at least not this excited in the past month or so. This is basically the Avent bottle... nipples, caps and rings are all interchangeable... BUT the bottle is made of BPA free plastic! So, when I presented it to my boy he was uncontrollably excited... then he looked at me like "why have you been giving me these other bottles all this time... wicked woman."
So, let me clarify some things about my plastic obsession:
1) One person said to me "well the FDA says Avent bottles are safe, so we will keep using them." I say... seriously? Doesn't the FOOD and DRUG ADMINISTRATION regulate food and drugs and base many of their decisions on how much money they will get from the companies they support? But, don't get me started on the FDA, they have their own issues and I can only handle one obsession at a time.
2) Another person said "Well, you take a risk every time you put your child in the car... are you just not going to drive anymore?" I say...Listen, if I could put my family in a bubble and live that way forever I would. But in reality I think the husband would chafe and that wouldn't be pretty. But seriously, I can't control what happens the moment we step out the door each morning, I can't guarantee that none of us will become ill, get in an accident, or fall down a hole... but if I am aware of a problem that I can control, and there is even a 1% chance that something is harming my family I will prevent it in every way possible. Plus, now that I know about the problem, I can't sit by and pretend that it doesn't exist, that is just not how I roll.
3) This is only my opinion. If you were not yet aware of the dangers of BPA, then now you are do with it what you will. If you think I am crazy... join the club!
Monday, January 28, 2008
Friday, January 25, 2008
Where have I been?

Tuesday, January 08, 2008
Caden Eats Cereal...with a spoon!
In other big news...he has also started sucking his thumb! And sometimes sucking your thumb helps the cereal go down!
And finally...he has also started wearing SHOES!!!
Caden is 5 months today!!!!
This is just a little video (certainly not great quality...and without sound). I just think he is cute! I love to watch his fat little fingers at work!
...I was letting him play with paper...I may not win Mom-of-the-Year!