I may have a small addiction to instagram.
Sunday, December 23, 2012
This year, Cash is soooo into Christmas.
We saw Santa walking around at the mall the other day and he stopped dead in his tracks, pointed and said, "Santa!"
He happily delivered cookies to all of our neighbors (he would knock and yell, hellooooo? Mer Christmas!)
And when we took him to see the Keizer lights I thought his head would explode with happiness.
It's the best.
Christmas morning is going to be epic.
Monday, December 17, 2012
I have no true personal ties to the victims in Connecticut, aside from simply being a mother, and yet I can't shake the sorrow.
I don't have anything particularly profound to say, but I do know I've been holding my boys extra tight and talking seriously (very seriously) about homeschooling.
Thursday, December 13, 2012
Not having a computer is really cramping my style!
Anyway, this is whats been going on in the Crawford house:
- Cash has been successfully going on the "big" toilet for long enough that I can no longer call it a fluke. Dude - its awesome. I threw that damn potty chair straight in the garbage. It was a good day.
- Everett had his 4 month check up this week (which in our house is the 5 month check up because I always forget to schedule them) and he's doing great. He is almost the exact same height Cash was but is 3 pouds lighter. Cash was a real fat ass, apparently. The shots really did him in - he threw up a couple times that afternoon and cried for 3 days straight. Or at least it felt that way.
- Amanka and I got all of the Christmas presents wrapped the other night (winning.) We've got a couple people left on our list then we're DONE.
- I'm ridiculously excited to have neighbors to bake Christmas cookies for.
And some phone pictures as of late (I may have a slight instagram obsession.
Wednesday, December 5, 2012
He can basically sit up on his own - he tends to fall forward on his face alot.
He loves Cash more than anyone else.
He eats 3 square 'real' food meals a day - he has for several weeks. His favorite is sweet potatoes.
And I'll do just about anything to make him laugh - its the best.
We love this little dude.
Friday, November 30, 2012
Not in a charming, 'muttering the grocery list under my breath' sort of way.
But the full on, 'having a conversation' sort of way.
I always have.
When I was younger I got teased mercilessly for it (mostly by my sister - thanks sis, that wasn't damaging AT ALL.)
I mostly do it in the car. My mind wanders, I start thinking about random stuff and suddenly realize WAIT - I'm talking about this OUT LOUD.
I'm pretty sure my kids think I'm crazy.
And now my husband does too.
The other day, I was out running errands alone and, naturally, talking to myself when I realized I had inadvertently pocket dialed Nate.
Meaning, for four and a half agonizing minutes he listened to me ramble.
Alone. In the car.
When I got home, he took me into the kitchen and very sweetly told me that I was fucking insane.
Which....duh. You've been with me for 7 years and you are just now figuring that out?
He didn't think that was very funny.
And thanks to the glory of bluetooth technology, I can always pass it off as simply being on the phone with someone while I'm in the car when really...I'm not.
I'm not talking to my kids either (not always, anyway.)
Just plain ol' talking to myself like a crazy person.
And now you know.
Wednesday, November 28, 2012
Mostly because I didn't think we could afford it.
But also because I thought I'd go crazy.
I've been 'not working' for over a year now and it has been...great.
It's not all sunshine and candy - Cash and I have wicked tempers and have very loud disagreements more often then I care to admit.
But I love it.
Making baby food, dreaming of home schooling and spending far too much time picking up toys.
Its a good life.
Friday, November 23, 2012
This year, I'm thankful for the BEST husband.
2 healthy boys.
A house of our own.
A free library card.
Friends that rock.
The cutest grandpa.
Food in our cupboards.
A boy's burgeoning obsession with superheroes.
Our simple, wonderful life.
Happy Thanksgiving! (a day late - hosting our first Thanksgiving was exhausting!)
Sunday, November 18, 2012
Cash refused to dress up or trick or treat this year, but he has been wearing the vampire teeth almost every day.
Everett's costume was a bit snug.
And mine made me so hot I was a puddle of sweat by the time the last trick or treaters came by. How people in the 70s managed to wear those damn jumpsuits without passing out from heat exhaustion, I'll never know.
Wednesday, November 7, 2012
How is he 4 months old already? Yeesh.
He likes to shake things up and sleep through the night some nights and not others....its fun.
He has started a little bit of mashed banana and rice cereal mixed together (gasp!) I've had some people think I'm crazy for feeding him food already but trust me on this: homeboy is hungry. And cranky when he's hungry. As soon as I started giving him a little food, I got my happy baby back (Cash was the exact same way - we have hungry kids.)
He's so close to rolling over on his own. I don't know if I'm ready for that.
He loves getting changed more than any baby I've ever seen - as soon as I lay him down on the changing table he breaks out in a huuuge grin. He's been that way from day 1. Its adorable.
As soon as he hears Nate's voice, he busts out the good smiles. Daddy coming home from work is his favorite time of day.
I can't imagine our family without him.
My computer decided to die and go to computer heaven, I broke a piece of our dishwasher today (thankfully it still works) and I found out its going to cost at least $700 to trim a couple of our trees in our yard.
So you can expect plenty of phone pictures for awhile.
Speaking of, I can't stop taking pictures of the changing leaves. We're surrounded by them and its pretty magical.
Friday, November 2, 2012
It was a whirlwind 2 weeks while we painted, re-finished cabinets and got the house ready to move into but we made our deadline.
We moved in the pouring rain with the help of our amazing group of friends and 6 days later I only have a couple of boxes left to unpack.
I'm tired. My left hip and leg that was completely destroyed by this last pregnancy aches and is often completely numb. Nate hasn't gotten a full night's sleep in far too long.
But we're homeowners. Worth it.
Cash loves the new house (LOVES) and slept all the way through the night the very first night we stayed here.
Everett has been able to take a real nap in his own bed without being constantly interrupted by a certain big brother.
We're home. And it's amazing.
[and some random phone photos from the last few weeks]
Thursday, November 1, 2012
Cash, after farting: Scuse me!
Me: Excuse you!
Cash: You fart?
Me: Did you fart?
Cash: All day!
Its the best.
Tuesday, October 23, 2012
Thursday, October 18, 2012
I suppose if your big brother was as rambunctious as Cash is, you'd look worried all the time too.
It cracks me up.
He's already having teething pains, which is laaaaame. It has him crying for an hour at a time during the day, for no real reason at all. It's awesome. I vaguely recall Cash going through the same thing starting at about this age (I blocked it out, obviously.) Cash still didn't get any teeth until he was almost one. Good times.
He has a killer bald spot in the back of his head but has managed to keep hair pretty much every where else (including his awesome mohawk that strangers ALWAYS comment on. And no, I don't purposefully do that to his hair - it sticks up like that all on its own. I just comb it.)
He wants to eat real food so bad already. Homeboy needs to get some better neck control before that happens.
Most of the time, he likes to fall asleep on his own. It's freaking GLORIOUS. And completely throws me for a loop since Cash was the complete opposite. There have been countless times that I've laid him down out of frustration because he was being so dang fussy and then he goes and falls asleep almost instantly. Weird kid.
Cash is still his number one fan. The way he loves on him just melts me.
He's ticklish right underneath his 3rd chin (yes, he has 3.) His laugh is awesome.
He hates tummy time. HATES. But a part of me isn't in any hurry to have him start mastering moving around. He can stay immobile for as long as he wants.