p-ray's first trip to the zoo, just taking in all the sights with grandma & grandpa.
click it. click it. click it.
Wednesday, September 29, 2010
Tuesday, September 28, 2010
a good day to be a sahm.
{for those who don't know - sahm means "stay at home mom" but i'm sure 90% of my demographic already knew that.}
not all days go like today. some are boring, some are overly busy, some are filled with to-do lists, some are filled with a fussy baby. not today.
today has been one of those days where you stop & say, "hey, i got it pretty good."
it was sunny & i went for a walk with a friend who's due with her first baby on friday. we'll see if our little two-&-a-half mile stroll gets anything started for her. parker did awesome on our walk... when he wasn't sleeping he was peeking out of the stroller at stuff around him. how did i get so lucky as to have such a good little boy?
after our walk, i did what all good sahms do. i went to target. a little of this, a little of that, a couple shirts for p-ray, some makeup for me, a pack of gum, sixty bucks later & we're on our way. how is it impossible to get out of target without spending at least fifty dollars? boggles my mind. & this wasn't frivolous stuff either. all necessities, of course.
anyways, now we're home, parker's napping & i'm wasting time on the 'net. shouldn't i be cleaning you ask? nope, i did all that yesterday. see? i told you today was a good day.
today my internet-time-waster-of-choice is youtube & i'm feeing so inclined as to share one of my faves. if you feel so inclined as to have your day made for you by something worth watching, then hit that little play button. you won't regret it.
i {heart} flight of the conchords. in a big way. they rock my socks.
again, i want to say not all days go like this. & my life isn't perfect. but if you don't take a moment to remember the good times, & appreciate the good days, then what do you have to look forward to on the not-so-good days?
you would rock my socks if you voted. we're within an arms reach of the top fifty... & i have short arms!
not all days go like today. some are boring, some are overly busy, some are filled with to-do lists, some are filled with a fussy baby. not today.
today has been one of those days where you stop & say, "hey, i got it pretty good."
it was sunny & i went for a walk with a friend who's due with her first baby on friday. we'll see if our little two-&-a-half mile stroll gets anything started for her. parker did awesome on our walk... when he wasn't sleeping he was peeking out of the stroller at stuff around him. how did i get so lucky as to have such a good little boy?
after our walk, i did what all good sahms do. i went to target. a little of this, a little of that, a couple shirts for p-ray, some makeup for me, a pack of gum, sixty bucks later & we're on our way. how is it impossible to get out of target without spending at least fifty dollars? boggles my mind. & this wasn't frivolous stuff either. all necessities, of course.
anyways, now we're home, parker's napping & i'm wasting time on the 'net. shouldn't i be cleaning you ask? nope, i did all that yesterday. see? i told you today was a good day.
today my internet-time-waster-of-choice is youtube & i'm feeing so inclined as to share one of my faves. if you feel so inclined as to have your day made for you by something worth watching, then hit that little play button. you won't regret it.
i {heart} flight of the conchords. in a big way. they rock my socks.
again, i want to say not all days go like this. & my life isn't perfect. but if you don't take a moment to remember the good times, & appreciate the good days, then what do you have to look forward to on the not-so-good days?
you would rock my socks if you voted. we're within an arms reach of the top fifty... & i have short arms!
a good day to be a sahm.
{for those who don't know - sahm means "stay at home mom" but i'm sure 90% of my demographic already knew that.}
not all days go like today. some are boring, some are overly busy, some are filled with to-do lists, some are filled with a fussy baby. not today.
today has been one of those days where you stop & say, "hey, i got it pretty good."
it was sunny & i went for a walk with a friend who's due with her first baby on friday. we'll see if our little two-&-a-half mile stroll gets anything started for her. parker did awesome on our walk... when he wasn't sleeping he was peeking out of the stroller at stuff around him. how did i get so lucky as to have such a good little boy?
after our walk, i did what all good sahms do. i went to target. a little of this, a little of that, a couple shirts for p-ray, some makeup for me, a pack of gum, sixty bucks later & we're on our way. how is it impossible to get out of target without spending at least fifty dollars? boggles my mind. & this wasn't frivolous stuff either. all necessities, of course.
anyways, now we're home, parker's napping & i'm wasting time on the 'net. shouldn't i be cleaning you ask? nope, i did all that yesterday. see? i told you today was a good day.
today my internet-time-waster-of-choice is youtube & i'm feeing so inclined as to share one of my faves. if you feel so inclined as to have your day made for you by something worth watching, then hit that little play button. you won't regret it.
i {heart} flight of the conchords. in a big way. they rock my socks.
again, i want to say not all days go like this. & my life isn't perfect. but if you don't take a moment to remember the good times, & appreciate the good days, then what do you have to look forward to on the not-so-good days?
you would rock my socks if you voted. we're within an arms reach of the top fifty... & i have short arms!
not all days go like today. some are boring, some are overly busy, some are filled with to-do lists, some are filled with a fussy baby. not today.
today has been one of those days where you stop & say, "hey, i got it pretty good."
it was sunny & i went for a walk with a friend who's due with her first baby on friday. we'll see if our little two-&-a-half mile stroll gets anything started for her. parker did awesome on our walk... when he wasn't sleeping he was peeking out of the stroller at stuff around him. how did i get so lucky as to have such a good little boy?
after our walk, i did what all good sahms do. i went to target. a little of this, a little of that, a couple shirts for p-ray, some makeup for me, a pack of gum, sixty bucks later & we're on our way. how is it impossible to get out of target without spending at least fifty dollars? boggles my mind. & this wasn't frivolous stuff either. all necessities, of course.
anyways, now we're home, parker's napping & i'm wasting time on the 'net. shouldn't i be cleaning you ask? nope, i did all that yesterday. see? i told you today was a good day.
today my internet-time-waster-of-choice is youtube & i'm feeing so inclined as to share one of my faves. if you feel so inclined as to have your day made for you by something worth watching, then hit that little play button. you won't regret it.
i {heart} flight of the conchords. in a big way. they rock my socks.
again, i want to say not all days go like this. & my life isn't perfect. but if you don't take a moment to remember the good times, & appreciate the good days, then what do you have to look forward to on the not-so-good days?
you would rock my socks if you voted. we're within an arms reach of the top fifty... & i have short arms!
Monday, September 27, 2010
photo challenges
the paper mama photo challenge - "a hint of color"
a sort fairytale photo challenge - "snoozing"
this is one of my faves. how can someone look so innocent while being so mischievous?
check out all the other entries here:
a sort fairytale photo challenge - "snoozing"
after a long day of playing at the beach {read: being held & having his feet dangled in the cool water}, the little man needed a good snooze.
more entries here:
like what you see here? support the cause by voting!
photo challenges
the paper mama photo challenge - "a hint of color"
a sort fairytale photo challenge - "snoozing"
this is one of my faves. how can someone look so innocent while being so mischievous?
check out all the other entries here:
a sort fairytale photo challenge - "snoozing"
after a long day of playing at the beach {read: being held & having his feet dangled in the cool water}, the little man needed a good snooze.
more entries here:
like what you see here? support the cause by voting!
Sunday, September 26, 2010
five months
welp, here we are. five months after i birthed a baby. this one's a doozy for me. it means we're just one month away from six months, & you know what that means, right? yup. time to start planning the one year birthday party. i mean seriously, if these next seven months go as fast as these first five, i better get my planning shoes on.
so here's the little man himself. all growed up to five months old.
{compare previous monthly pics here.}
feels like this little guy has changed so much in this last month. his little personality has really begun to shine. he's always been a happy, sweet little guy but now he's become a happy, sweet, silly, funny, playful little guy.
he's mastered the art of blowing raspberries. it's one of his favorite pastimes. he's good at it. so good that he covers his whole face from his forehead to his chin in spit when he really gets going. when he's not wearing socks, he loves to rub his feet together {evidenced in the above photo}. especially while nursing. rub rub rub... those little feet just work themselves back & forth. we suspect early stages of teething. lots of drool & lots of gnawing on whatever he gets his hands on, but no signs of the pearly whites just yet. he has mastered pinching, pulling hair, & scratching. he's really taken this up a notch in the pain-to-mom-&-dad-department this month. those little pinches can hurt. as seen here.
he's wearing size three diapers, all six-nine month clothes, & weighs seventeen pounds as of september sixteenth (last doctor appointment). he's learned how to whine. he makes the saddest face ever & wails a big cry but there are no tears. he's fine as soon as he gets what he wants... diva alert. he's really expanded his vocal cords this month. his soft coos & little voice have now been supplemented with high pitched squeals & shrieks just because he can. he loves exploring his vocal cords, & boy does he have some range.
he goes to sleep every night drowsy-but-awake after being swaddled & rocked a few minutes by sam & sleeps from about nine pm to six am, nurses for fifteen minutes, then back to sleep until eight-thirty. we're currently in the process of transitioning him from the pack & play in our room, to the crib in his room. i did not foresee myself having this much separation anxiety. i was fighting off tears imagining what it will be like when he leaves for college. i wish i was joking.
he's gone from averaging about twenty minutes per nursing session to about ten. huzzah for efficiency!
& he is still so dang cute.
love this kid.
i can totally see the top fifty from here. kinda like how you can see russia from alaska. vote vote vote!
so here's the little man himself. all growed up to five months old.
{compare previous monthly pics here.}
he's mastered the art of blowing raspberries. it's one of his favorite pastimes. he's good at it. so good that he covers his whole face from his forehead to his chin in spit when he really gets going. when he's not wearing socks, he loves to rub his feet together {evidenced in the above photo}. especially while nursing. rub rub rub... those little feet just work themselves back & forth. we suspect early stages of teething. lots of drool & lots of gnawing on whatever he gets his hands on, but no signs of the pearly whites just yet. he has mastered pinching, pulling hair, & scratching. he's really taken this up a notch in the pain-to-mom-&-dad-department this month. those little pinches can hurt. as seen here.
he's wearing size three diapers, all six-nine month clothes, & weighs seventeen pounds as of september sixteenth (last doctor appointment). he's learned how to whine. he makes the saddest face ever & wails a big cry but there are no tears. he's fine as soon as he gets what he wants... diva alert. he's really expanded his vocal cords this month. his soft coos & little voice have now been supplemented with high pitched squeals & shrieks just because he can. he loves exploring his vocal cords, & boy does he have some range.
he goes to sleep every night drowsy-but-awake after being swaddled & rocked a few minutes by sam & sleeps from about nine pm to six am, nurses for fifteen minutes, then back to sleep until eight-thirty. we're currently in the process of transitioning him from the pack & play in our room, to the crib in his room. i did not foresee myself having this much separation anxiety. i was fighting off tears imagining what it will be like when he leaves for college. i wish i was joking.
he's gone from averaging about twenty minutes per nursing session to about ten. huzzah for efficiency!
& he is still so dang cute.
love this kid.
i can totally see the top fifty from here. kinda like how you can see russia from alaska. vote vote vote!
five months
welp, here we are. five months after i birthed a baby. this one's a doozy for me. it means we're just one month away from six months, & you know what that means, right? yup. time to start planning the one year birthday party. i mean seriously, if these next seven months go as fast as these first five, i better get my planning shoes on.
so here's the little man himself. all growed up to five months old.
{compare previous monthly pics here.}
feels like this little guy has changed so much in this last month. his little personality has really begun to shine. he's always been a happy, sweet little guy but now he's become a happy, sweet, silly, funny, playful little guy.
he's mastered the art of blowing raspberries. it's one of his favorite pastimes. he's good at it. so good that he covers his whole face from his forehead to his chin in spit when he really gets going. when he's not wearing socks, he loves to rub his feet together {evidenced in the above photo}. especially while nursing. rub rub rub... those little feet just work themselves back & forth. we suspect early stages of teething. lots of drool & lots of gnawing on whatever he gets his hands on, but no signs of the pearly whites just yet. he has mastered pinching, pulling hair, & scratching. he's really taken this up a notch in the pain-to-mom-&-dad-department this month. those little pinches can hurt. as seen here.
he's wearing size three diapers, all six-nine month clothes, & weighs seventeen pounds as of september sixteenth (last doctor appointment). he's learned how to whine. he makes the saddest face ever & wails a big cry but there are no tears. he's fine as soon as he gets what he wants... diva alert. he's really expanded his vocal cords this month. his soft coos & little voice have now been supplemented with high pitched squeals & shrieks just because he can. he loves exploring his vocal cords, & boy does he have some range.
he goes to sleep every night drowsy-but-awake after being swaddled & rocked a few minutes by sam & sleeps from about nine pm to six am, nurses for fifteen minutes, then back to sleep until eight-thirty. we're currently in the process of transitioning him from the pack & play in our room, to the crib in his room. i did not foresee myself having this much separation anxiety. i was fighting off tears imagining what it will be like when he leaves for college. i wish i was joking.
he's gone from averaging about twenty minutes per nursing session to about ten. huzzah for efficiency!
& he is still so dang cute.
love this kid.
i can totally see the top fifty from here. kinda like how you can see russia from alaska. vote vote vote!
so here's the little man himself. all growed up to five months old.
{compare previous monthly pics here.}
he's mastered the art of blowing raspberries. it's one of his favorite pastimes. he's good at it. so good that he covers his whole face from his forehead to his chin in spit when he really gets going. when he's not wearing socks, he loves to rub his feet together {evidenced in the above photo}. especially while nursing. rub rub rub... those little feet just work themselves back & forth. we suspect early stages of teething. lots of drool & lots of gnawing on whatever he gets his hands on, but no signs of the pearly whites just yet. he has mastered pinching, pulling hair, & scratching. he's really taken this up a notch in the pain-to-mom-&-dad-department this month. those little pinches can hurt. as seen here.
he's wearing size three diapers, all six-nine month clothes, & weighs seventeen pounds as of september sixteenth (last doctor appointment). he's learned how to whine. he makes the saddest face ever & wails a big cry but there are no tears. he's fine as soon as he gets what he wants... diva alert. he's really expanded his vocal cords this month. his soft coos & little voice have now been supplemented with high pitched squeals & shrieks just because he can. he loves exploring his vocal cords, & boy does he have some range.
he goes to sleep every night drowsy-but-awake after being swaddled & rocked a few minutes by sam & sleeps from about nine pm to six am, nurses for fifteen minutes, then back to sleep until eight-thirty. we're currently in the process of transitioning him from the pack & play in our room, to the crib in his room. i did not foresee myself having this much separation anxiety. i was fighting off tears imagining what it will be like when he leaves for college. i wish i was joking.
he's gone from averaging about twenty minutes per nursing session to about ten. huzzah for efficiency!
& he is still so dang cute.
love this kid.
i can totally see the top fifty from here. kinda like how you can see russia from alaska. vote vote vote!
Saturday, September 25, 2010
Friday, September 24, 2010
it's flashback friday heeeeeyyyy
so for today's edition of flashback friday i'm gonna take you back. way back to the year 2000... and 1. yes. in 2001, sam & i didn't even know each other, & to make things more interesting, we were on opposite sides of the world.
sam was serving an lds mission in sydney autstralia, & i was a senior in high school.
sam's on the right here, passing under the harbour bridge.
he's in the middle in this one. behaving like a respectable missionary should, of course.
i was busy doing very important things, like ummm... being a senior in high school, & pretending to be a cheerleader.
i did cheer my senior year with some girlfriends just for a good time. i wasn't a hardcore "cheering is a sport" cheerleader by any means, & didn't take myself too seriously. it was a blast.
every teenage girl spends time day-dreaming about what her future husband is gonna be like. i love looking back & knowing that while i was doing my thang back in ha school, he was wearing his white collar shirt, & little black tag, & being a good mormon boy. makes me happy.
we have since gotten to return to sydney & visit some of the people & places of sam's mission. best. trip. ever. seriously not sure we will ever be able to top that. i for reals left my heart in australia & really really hope we get to go back some day. uh-mazing. everything about it.
anywho, that's it for today's little trip down memory lane. now back to living in the present... i think i hear p-ray waking up from his nap. that's one way to be snapped back to reality.
we're still climbing & it's because of votes from viewers like you. danke sheon. (that's german for "thank you." you're welcome.)
sam was serving an lds mission in sydney autstralia, & i was a senior in high school.
sam's on the right here, passing under the harbour bridge.
he's in the middle in this one. behaving like a respectable missionary should, of course.
i was busy doing very important things, like ummm... being a senior in high school, & pretending to be a cheerleader.
i did cheer my senior year with some girlfriends just for a good time. i wasn't a hardcore "cheering is a sport" cheerleader by any means, & didn't take myself too seriously. it was a blast.
every teenage girl spends time day-dreaming about what her future husband is gonna be like. i love looking back & knowing that while i was doing my thang back in ha school, he was wearing his white collar shirt, & little black tag, & being a good mormon boy. makes me happy.
we have since gotten to return to sydney & visit some of the people & places of sam's mission. best. trip. ever. seriously not sure we will ever be able to top that. i for reals left my heart in australia & really really hope we get to go back some day. uh-mazing. everything about it.
anywho, that's it for today's little trip down memory lane. now back to living in the present... i think i hear p-ray waking up from his nap. that's one way to be snapped back to reality.
we're still climbing & it's because of votes from viewers like you. danke sheon. (that's german for "thank you." you're welcome.)
it's flashback friday heeeeeyyyy
so for today's edition of flashback friday i'm gonna take you back. way back to the year 2000... and 1. yes. in 2001, sam & i didn't even know each other, & to make things more interesting, we were on opposite sides of the world.
sam was serving an lds mission in sydney autstralia, & i was a senior in high school.
sam's on the right here, passing under the harbour bridge.
he's in the middle in this one. behaving like a respectable missionary should, of course.
i was busy doing very important things, like ummm... being a senior in high school, & pretending to be a cheerleader.
i did cheer my senior year with some girlfriends just for a good time. i wasn't a hardcore "cheering is a sport" cheerleader by any means, & didn't take myself too seriously. it was a blast.
every teenage girl spends time day-dreaming about what her future husband is gonna be like. i love looking back & knowing that while i was doing my thang back in ha school, he was wearing his white collar shirt, & little black tag, & being a good mormon boy. makes me happy.
we have since gotten to return to sydney & visit some of the people & places of sam's mission. best. trip. ever. seriously not sure we will ever be able to top that. i for reals left my heart in australia & really really hope we get to go back some day. uh-mazing. everything about it.
anywho, that's it for today's little trip down memory lane. now back to living in the present... i think i hear p-ray waking up from his nap. that's one way to be snapped back to reality.
we're still climbing & it's because of votes from viewers like you. danke sheon. (that's german for "thank you." you're welcome.)
sam was serving an lds mission in sydney autstralia, & i was a senior in high school.
sam's on the right here, passing under the harbour bridge.
he's in the middle in this one. behaving like a respectable missionary should, of course.
i was busy doing very important things, like ummm... being a senior in high school, & pretending to be a cheerleader.
i did cheer my senior year with some girlfriends just for a good time. i wasn't a hardcore "cheering is a sport" cheerleader by any means, & didn't take myself too seriously. it was a blast.
every teenage girl spends time day-dreaming about what her future husband is gonna be like. i love looking back & knowing that while i was doing my thang back in ha school, he was wearing his white collar shirt, & little black tag, & being a good mormon boy. makes me happy.
we have since gotten to return to sydney & visit some of the people & places of sam's mission. best. trip. ever. seriously not sure we will ever be able to top that. i for reals left my heart in australia & really really hope we get to go back some day. uh-mazing. everything about it.
anywho, that's it for today's little trip down memory lane. now back to living in the present... i think i hear p-ray waking up from his nap. that's one way to be snapped back to reality.
we're still climbing & it's because of votes from viewers like you. danke sheon. (that's german for "thank you." you're welcome.)
Thursday, September 23, 2010
what's the best part about a twenty minute commute two times a day, one day a week?
the twenty minutes of guilt-free music blasting at totally unacceptable baby-ear volumes. love that.
i initially pouted about having to go back to work, even just one day a week. but it's working out great. i'm really enjoying the one day out of the house, using parts of my brain different from those required to change a diaper or sing the abc's.
don't get me wrong, i love my mommy job the rest of the week, but for now i'm really enjoying the excuse to wear heels on a weekday.
today it was a coldplay, keane, & the xx sing-a-long in the car. i think those moments to decompress & be alone make me a better mom when i am home with parker.
am i alone in this? how do the rest of ya'll decompress & regroup?
i can see the top fifty from here. it's so close. so so close. your votes are needed!
what's the best part about a twenty minute commute two times a day, one day a week?
the twenty minutes of guilt-free music blasting at totally unacceptable baby-ear volumes. love that.
i initially pouted about having to go back to work, even just one day a week. but it's working out great. i'm really enjoying the one day out of the house, using parts of my brain different from those required to change a diaper or sing the abc's.
don't get me wrong, i love my mommy job the rest of the week, but for now i'm really enjoying the excuse to wear heels on a weekday.
today it was a coldplay, keane, & the xx sing-a-long in the car. i think those moments to decompress & be alone make me a better mom when i am home with parker.
am i alone in this? how do the rest of ya'll decompress & regroup?
i can see the top fifty from here. it's so close. so so close. your votes are needed!
Wednesday, September 22, 2010
wordless wednesday... with a few words
these are just a few pics from our trip to utah a couple weeks ago. this last shot is proof that parker throws fits so rarely, that even grandma can't help but smile at that cute little chubby, crying face.
a good life gets awarded... woohoo!
ladii aponte from "through my eyes" has given us the "versatile blogger" award. yeah-er.
but there are rules to accepting this award, & today i'm going to follow the rules. just this once. i know, i'm such a blogging rebel.
here are the rules:
- thank and link back to the person who gave you the award... check.
- share 7 things about yourself... k, will do.
- pass the award along to 15 other bloggers who you recently discovered and think are fabulous... hmmm, let's do 5.
- contact the bloggers you chose and let them know about the award.... ok.
1. i was born & raised in the seattle washington area, but now my whole family lives in utah. i'm the only one from my family still here & i miss them all greatly!
2. i will put off & put off a work out all day, but then when i finally do it, i feel so so good that i'm like, dang, i need to not put that off next time! & then i do.
3. sometimes i let my eyebrows grow out just because i like tweezing big clumps of hair at a time. ew, that sounds gross. no, actually, i don't let them grow out just for that reason, i just find that i can't always do it as much as i should & thus i tweeze big clumps at a time & i get a strange satisfaction out of that. weird, i know. moving on.
4. i once decided to go without eating sweets/candy/sugary treats/ice cream for months & months. i didn't even eat birthday cake on my birthday that year. i lost lots of weight & looked the best i ever had. i have since decided that a life without those things every now & then isn't worth living, no matter how good you look.
5. i now live by the motto "moderation in all things, including moderation." thanks for that one, buddha.
6. back in college, i may or may not have
7. i love animals. i have loved little squirmy, fuzzy things since the day i was born. i majored in wildlife ecology at washington state university & wanted to be a wildlife biologist. i graduated & got a job for the forest service studying flying squirrels in the olympic national forest. i hated being away from my home & husband & am now much happier working a desk job & going to the zoo on the weekends. lame, right?
& now for five other bloggers who's blogs i heart:
1. the chronicles of corbin
2. our precious jas
3. harvesting kale
4. here comes the sun
5. the mccain family
we are so close to the top fifty i can taste it... it tastes like powdered sugar. it's delicious. vote. vote. vote.