Thursday, February 25, 2010
Sunday, February 21, 2010
There just seems to be a continual stream of gooey-ness oozing from this kid. The yuck never stops coming. But this is what I've learned: Frazier gunk doesn't phase me. And even when he's up to his ears in...well...whatever--he's still cuddle-able to me. :)
Friday, February 19, 2010
In my attempt to capture this adorable moment, I pulled a stupid and filmed sideways again. What is wrong with me? Apologies all around...again.
Wednesday, February 17, 2010
My favorite bathtime things are these towels. Adorable, no? Thanks to my friend Christy and Aunt Becky we now have three: a frog, a dinosaur (or dragon) and a dog. Not only are they cute...they're really handy, too. And the best part is that they're like 200% bigger than the little hooded baby towels Frazier was practically too big to be wrapped up in from day 1. Also they make for excellent after-bath pictures. So there's that. :)
Tuesday, February 16, 2010
is 7 months old today!
And today is Mardi Gras. As is my custom, I made king cakes, though we didn't celebrate at all this year to speak of. No parade; no beads. There have been years I made up to seven cakes, but this was just a two king-cake year. I made one for us and one for Josh to take to work.
Monday, February 15, 2010
Sunday, February 14, 2010
*And speaking of amazing and blessed and terrible smells...just kidding on the last part ;)...Happy Valentine's Day to the love of my life- my one and only Bud! This is our 10th Valentine's Day together and the fifth we've been married!
This year we got a Wii...a joint Valentine's Day gift we've been having a blast with so far, and we went out to dinner on Friday. Frazier got a walker for Valentine's Day...which he insisted on "helping" his Dad put together and then used to "walk" right over to my plant stand (which I use for magazines and Gatsby's toys or this would have been a much bigger mess) and proceeded to knock it over. Just grabbed it by the top and pushed it right over!
Friday, February 12, 2010
I'm sure it's hard for some people to imagine excitement over snow. But just like sunny days are appreciated all the more where there is most often rain, and cool, breezy days are basked in where it is frequently hot and humid, here where there is seldom snow...it's something special. I've spent my entire life in the land of infrequent snow, and while I've seen a fair amount of real snow in travels there's still something magic about drifts of snow in your own (southern) backyard!
It snowed right into the night last night and at 1:30 in the morning as we stood wrapped in blankets on the front patio, "the moon on the breast of the new fallen snow gave a luster of midday..." (really, it was remarkably bright) and the whole neighborhood was soft and white. I told Frazier if he were older we'd play in it...right then and there. In the middle of the night in the moonlight. But he wasn't and we didn't. When we woke up it was even deeper than it had been when we fell asleep and even more lovely in the daylight.
I was out at 7am bundled up, playing in the snow. I got out early for two reasons 1) I wanted to get out before it warmed up enough to start melting the snow and 2) I had to get any real snow playing done before Frazier woke up. I ran around making footprints, and taking pictures and then made some snowballs and finally ended up with a whole family of snow people.
And now I interrupt this story to tell you another one:
Once Upon An Igloo
I'm not sure whose idea it originally was to build an igloo. Most likely it was my Dad's. But I also recall that for many years of my childhood it was my goal to build one. Only an igloo takes a lot of snow. Lots of snow, however, was something we did not have.
This is attempt #1...not enough snow...also we may have lacked some know-how.
Finally, one winter in Arkansas we had a really fabulous snow. And we literally built an igloo. Then we slept in it. Sort of. And by sort of I mean we really did set up camp and fell asleep in there, but I'm not sure we made it all night long.
The three of us inside it.
Now I told that story to say that what I really wanted to do this morning was build an igloo. But Josh wasn't here to help and I remembered that it took me, my Dad, and Ross a really long time to build the first one. And I was pretty sure Dad was crucial to our success, so I scrapped the idea for today and went with the snow people.
When Josh came home around lunchtime we all went back out and though I offered to build something with him if he wanted to, we ended up just repairing his snowman (who had fallen over by then) and throwing some snowballs...but I feel we adequately enjoyed the snow.
It's still sad that it's melting, though.
The down side of living somewhere that snow is so scarce it's reveled in? When it does actually snow...we're really ill prepared. Case in point: we had no electricity for about 12 hours. And yes, it got really cold...but it could have been worse. And thus the snow reminded us to be grateful for something else...heat!