We take leisurely walks around the neighborhood. We practice counting and new words. We plan elaborate play dates. I brush his teeth twice a day. I don't react with anger when he makes a mess on purpose - I just deal with it in a calm, consistent manner. I don't turn on the TV, even though I want to watch True Beauty on DVR.
All that lovely stuff...
But some days I am bad.
I let my son have ice cream - not once - but TWICE today. Once at the Homemade Pie Kitchen (rainbow sherbet) and once this afternoon (leftover blizzard from the freezer) because I was talking on the phone with a friend and I wanted to buy a little time.
As I watched him lap up the mint cookie blizzard, I couldn't help but chuckle and think how grateful I am that kids are resilient enough to make it despite the teeny, tiny shortcuts we take sometimes.
And really I'm the one who's going to be paying for it when he's still awake at 10:30 p.m.;)
Eat the green stuff. Whether you have never liked salads much unless they were drenched in croutons and ranch dressing (me! me!) or you can enjoy a plate of greens with the best of them (Walker), everyone needs some good ole' romaine and iceberg every now and then.
Especially if it's topped with Marzetti's Light Crumbled Blue Cheese from the refrigerated/deli section of the grocery store - a staple that I recently discovered from a friend.
Ummm, can I tell you how excited I am that I completed my very first sewing project?
After a trip to Jo-Ann to scout fabric and patterns, I found the perfect idea - drawstring bags. Kinda random, you might be thinking. But the large one was just right for a lingerie bag. And one of my best friends from childhood had a "personal" shower this weekend at her bachelorette party.
After a lot of pinning, measuring and ironing, I found myself the proud creator of three cute, but admittedly imperfect bags. The fact that the drawstring function actually worked on 2/3 made my chest swell a couple of inches. Haha. I turned the botched one (the smallest) into a pillow for my niece's baby dolls.
Stay tuned for more pictures from our insanely fun weekend in Brown County, Indiana.
If you're not watching the NBA Draft this year you officially lose your UK fan card.
Our household is hopping with speculation (and hope) over whether Kentucky can manage to break the record for the largest number of players from any one school drafted in the first round - currently four.
Here's the scene so far -
Giving Big Cuz (Demarcus Cousins - 5th pick, first round) some props
Warming up for the 2029 NBA Draft
The first #1 Draft pick from Kentucky - John Wall (woot woot!)
Unless you are Bill Gates or The Donald and you have endless cash to
burn (and a toupee), you really should consider using coupons for
your grocery and household shopping. I started using them when I left
my full-time job, and I have learned more and more about just how
much coupons can save my family.
I use an on-line site called the Grocery Game because it tells me
when the best sales are matched with the best coupons. They have a
free eight week trial, which I suggest that you do after you
have saved the coupons in the Sunday paper for several weeks so you will
have many of the coupons they match.
But if you are not using coupons at all now, think baby steps. a
great way to start is just saving the coupons from the Sunday paper
(ask someone you know who doesn't use them to give you theirs if you
don't usually get a paper) and flip through to see what items you
already use are inside. You might be pleasantly surprised:).
To wet your palate, here is a list of the items that I bought today
(also pictured) and the final breakdown of how much I saved – 65%.
Happy Father's Day to all of the baby daddies out there.
To the daddy of my home, also known as Leedle, here is a little diddy composed by yours truly.
Roses are kinda red
But your favorite color is blue
If I had to choose someone to father my children
You know it would be you
Okay, that was really bad. I'll admit it. But it's all I've got on this sweltering 100 degree Sunday evening.
I DO have some cute pictures of my son enjoying his first tractor ride (which is a crime, considering we live in Kentucky) and a few of him playing soccer out in his friend/neighbor Trey's yard. This child is 180% boy. Can't stress it enough. But he does take time to stop and smell the flowers. Gotta love that.
Do any of you have suggestions on ways that you moved your child from a part-time co-sleeping environment to their crib full-time?
Lee and I have enjoyed the special moments with our son cuddled (aka sprawled out) between us on our queen bed. But he's getting too big and there's just not enough room for the three of us – hence, the need to cut back on the “move to our room when you wake up in the middle of the night” or even “start out sleeping our our bed” deals that we have been cool with thus far.
Well, my little Sleep Ninja is not going down without a fight. Last night he cried for three hours.
For those of you who have decided that I am the worst mother ever (and you might be right on some accounts), please rest assured that we have a very loving bedtime routine (bath, brush, lots of books) and I stayed up the entire time he was crying and went in to check on him every so often.
The pitiful part is that it wasn't even a full blown cry most of the time. It was a fake cry. With “mommy” and “daddy” in the most sad tone known to man thrown in for good measure.
Well, you know what that little stinker did today to remind us where he belongs? He snuck over to his daddy's bedside table, found a yellow highlighter and made a mark on our white sheets EXACTLY WHERE HE USUALLY SLEEPS.
I am not joking – here is the evidence (look close)...
I know there are different theories out there on co-sleeping, letting baby cry it out and pretty much any choice you can make with your child. I am of the school that you have to do what works best for your family (within safety/legal considerations – such as not co-sleeping when you're on certain meds or if you're a heavy sleeper). Sleeping with Walker (at least part of the night) worked for us for a long time. And now it doesn't. So I'm going to have to be patient as I figure out a way to get him back in his bed all night.
*For those of you who are worried that I am traumatizing my child, he seems to be his loveable, kissy, huggy, secure self this morning – so I think we are good. I think he is just working hard to make his sleeping preference known:). And his strong will is one of the things I love most about him.
Here is a picture of Walker trying to hop into our bed after his bath. Sorry, buddy.