January 28, 2010

Cutie Pie Thursday: Watch Out, Elephant!

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Lincoln is 8 months old today--and I took a trip down memory lane to watch Lincoln interact with his elephant from Auntie Hannah! Clearly, he is starting to grow larger than the elephant--and he has started to be more interactive. He now grabs the trunk or tail and flips it back and forth!

I decided to feature the elephant today, to celebrate Auntie Hannah's golden birthday--a special date. Celebrate, Hannah!

January 26, 2010

Stay-At-Home Mom Files: Thank Goodness It's Tuesday, or a Reversal

It takes a lot of hard work to look this cute.

When I worked a normal M-F job, I lived for and loved the weekends. Free time, time off, off work--Saturday and Sunday were the best--and, if the school board had smiled upon us, we had the joy of a Monday off to give the holy grail of the traditional employee--the three-day weekend.

Now, though, I am on call 24/7, and I have discovered a new love--the work week. Yes, I find the weekends a bit of a drag, and now live for the weekdays. Once Monday hits, I can enjoy my daytime TV, sadly absent on the weekends. I can take my little guy to stores and libraries without finding them crammed with other people. Target on a Saturday: nightmare. Target on a Tuesday: dream.

Yes, it's odd, but there is just something about a Tuesday. I wonder if I will ever truly love the weekends again.

January 21, 2010

Cutie Pie Thursday: Save for Prom 2026

Is the kitchen still pretty dry, mama? I can fix that.

Baths have become increasingly drenched affairs, but on behalf of my knees, I plan to squeeze him into his sinktop bath as long as I can.

Look what I can do! Anybody out there this flexible? Mama? Dad?

Hello, foot. Whatcha knowin'?

I like to think I kept these fairly tasteful, but when you have a baby doing such cute stuff, you have to photograph it and maintain the evidence, just in case your son someday meets a darling girl. I think it will pay to have proof that he was once adorable and cute--and could sport a nice fuzzy faux-hawk.

January 14, 2010

Cutie Pie Thursday: Best toy in town...

Of all the available toys lavished on this little guy (horse, blocks, picknic basket and jingle cone with his wee beatie eyes), Lincoln picks out the newest and cheapest: the Inta Juice drink carrier - it's cardboardlicious.

Stop on by, you bring the inta juice (berry madness for mom, peach mango for dad, carrier for the bug) and he'll bring the cute.

January 07, 2010

Cutie Pie Thursday: Let's Go Pokes!

He may live in Colorado, but the lad has a rich background in Wyoming, so his grandparents made sure he is off to a good start! He was glad they won their bowl game, even if he didn't get to see it! We've been singing Cowboy Joe as well.

January 03, 2010

Christmas Knitting

I had a blast this year knitting gifts for Christmas. For the first time in a while, I had time to create gifts. I'm a bit at a loss now on what to knit, but hopefully something will come to me. Maybe I should get started on next Christmas . . .

For my knitting girls, I made magic yarn balls--I wrapped all sorts of little things into a ball of yarn. It was great fun, and now I wish I knew more people who knit so I could make them one!

For Lincoln I made a giant mitten to serve as his first stocking. It didn't turn out quite like I was hoping, but there's always next year.

For our new little niece, I made the Upside Down Daisy hat from Itty Bitty Hats. I hope she likes it more than she seems to in this photo.

For my sister-in-law, I made an XO cabled headband in some lovely Cascade Handpainted.

For my sister and brother-in-law, I made Super Wristlets (from Stitch n'Bitch), customizing his with an Apple logo. Which I did backwards, but anyway.

Any requests for next year?

January 02, 2010

Mr. Cool's These Aren't My Pants: Happy New Year

Word to the wise: don’t go to jail – not in Monopoly, not in real life. However, if one of your mistakes in life takes you to jail, try real hard that it’s not Christmas Eve or New Year’s Eve – the two worst days to get booked in. Besides the obvious, time away from family and the actual crime that sent you to the pokey, the 25th and the 1st are County, State, and Federal Holidays – no courts (= no judge, no bond, no bail). Besides the great Christmas dinner, my bologna has a first name (Darryl); it is perhaps the most boring day of the year. At least on New Year’s Day there might be football to watch.

But most important, I think it’s nice to actually remember the Holidays. I myself had a great time with family and friends this past week, and didn’t feel the need to imbibe liquid amnesia. I had two occasions this week when the inmate asked me point blank and in all seriousness: how did I get here? One even pointed to his bandaged hand and wrist and asked: “do you know how I broke my hand?” “Sorry bub, all I know is that you came in drunk, came in combative, and the ensuing use of force sent one of my officers to the hospital (he’s okay now).” The look on his face would be priceless if it wasn’t attached to a $15,000 bond and a filled out workman’s compensation form.

So, as we wrap up the holidays, if you wake up with a hangover – make it the movie, not the experience (as an aside – if you can handle some adult situations and rough language – “the hangover” is a very funny movie) – you’ll still regret it, but not as much. Just pour one out for your homies and move it along…

January 01, 2010

Cutie Pie New Year: Christmas Re-Cap

Wow--our first Christmas with the wee lad. Visitors, gifts, and fun galore. Today, in our late-breaking Cutie Pie Thursday, a quick look at our 7-month old (!) and gifts. Pictures posted a bit out of order, so we are truly going back in time . . .

Lincoln's favorite gift was actually one to me--he loves my CamelBak water bottle.

Our future little rancher was gifted two horses this year--and the ribbon, like every wrapping, went straight to his mouth.

In fact, all wrapping went straight to his mouth.

Stockings did too.

I think the lad did enjoy the attention from Prince, parents, grandparents, and everyone else. As long as mom and dad were holding him.