The Daily Booger

Extreme Home Makeover...Kalamazoo Style

2009-12-10T08:30:00.009-05:00

I hinted at our newest project here.

So, I guess I should fill you in. And seeing how it's a snow day... it seems as good a time as any.

Long story, lots of details....

We currently own two houses, and will in near months end up with no mortgage.

My husband began volunteering with the Edison Neighborhood Association over the summer after a number of incidents near our home. (Reminder- we live the ghet-to). During this time, he came across a house that is, quite literally, around the corner from us.

It was considered adandoned by the city and was slated to be torn down in 2010.

Which is sad, as you can see, it's really quite a potential-full house.

That wasn't quite living up to its potential.

We have been able to acquire the house, and have grants and assistance lined up to help us restore it. While working out the details, we discovered it is a historic home. Which means there are some stipulations we have to adhere too. Which is okay by us, really- how beautiful will it be once it is renovated and showing off all its glory?

Thus begins Extreme Home Makeover: Kalamazoo Style

There are 15 foot ceilings above that silly drop ceiling

Who puts formica on the walls? Or on anything really...

Where there's not formica, there's paneling in nearly every room upstairs!

Someone really liked U of M... maybe that's why they left...

One of these days, I'll post some before and afters of our house now. We'll miss it, but are looking forward to a new adventure.

Oh.... dampa

2009-12-09T08:00:00.000-05:00

The Booger has been lucky enough to spend some extra time with his grandparents over the past month or so.

He spent time with my in-laws during my conferences, and a couple days when he was down and out sick for a week just before that. He had finally figured out how to say grandma by the time conferences were done. But he couldn't quite figure out who to call grandma- it was quite the universal grandparent reference.

This wide spread use of 'damma' continued through Thanksgiving weekend- grandpa was outside and he'd yell for 'damma'. Grandma was in the other room and he'd yell for 'damma'. Grandpa came back in and he cheered for 'damma's' return. You get the picture.

This past weekend, he stayed with my parents, so Mike and I could work on a big project. (More on the later, really, I promise.)

(Okay, so you might have to remind me...).

Annnny way.. It seems he's figured it out.

He woke up one morning asking for 'damma'.

And rode home from daycare that night saying "ohhhh.... dampa!"

Keeping my fingers crossed that these terms of endearment don't morph into another two syllable word that starts with 'dam....'

Oh the joys!

two for tuesday

2009-12-08T08:00:00.000-05:00

I made it into a picture for once. (at least I'm pretty sure that's my hand..)

An open letter to my blog...

2009-12-06T20:39:00.011-05:00

Hello there...

It's been a while. I know, I know.

Grab a cup of coffeee, pull up a seat. Let me catch you up.

We've done some trick or treating...

Taken a hay ride...

Hung out a bit..
Played with rainbows...

Discovered the joys of trains...

And done a bit of performing...

There's so much more to catch up on on. The Booger's grown by leaps and bounds, we've got a big project going on, the holidays are coming up....I'll be back. Don't worry. Too much.

Baby Picture Sunday

2009-09-06T08:33:00.003-04:00

Playing together is just like holding hands, right?

highlight reel continues..

2009-09-01T08:00:00.000-04:00

I promised the rest of the Air Zoo a bit ago. And since we're in the midst of remembering some summer fun, now is quite a good time.

This building has a lot more space oriented things to explore and a lot of hands-on activties.

Make a Smilebox photobook

Looking forward to heading back there with my sister's family next month!

This is how we feel today.

2009-08-31T08:00:00.001-04:00

Boo.

Can we have summer back please?

Highlights...

2009-08-30T08:00:00.000-04:00

We had some beautiful days this summer. (Not that you'd know since apparently it's already fall here in the mid-west...)

The Booger and I took advantage of the less than scorching hot days to play outside and check out some fun spots in good ol' Kzoo...

We headed to Bronson Park , downtown. There is beautiful landscaping and two huge fountains that are fun to watch (and play in), as well as an outdoor ampitheater that hosts concerts throughout the spring and summer.

Speaking of landscaping... have you ever seen a tree like this?

Look closely- bright green and purple? I was so impressed. What a pretty tree! Odd leaves, but gorgeous!

Looker closer.

My, what pretty.... flowerpots? Sheesh.

Enough of that silliness. Check out the silliest, cutest toddler you ever did see. And yes, he's really a toddler, not an imitation or a crazy stand designed to look like a toddler.

Make a Smilebox slideshow

highlight reel

2009-08-29T08:00:00.001-04:00

Since summer is *tear* wrapping up, I thought I'd pull out a few highlights. One of our favorite adventures was playing with my sister and her family at the super duper cool Children's museum in Saginaw.

I have soo many pictures from our fun times together, here are a few extra cute photos.

Make a Smilebox postcard

A question...

2009-08-28T15:11:00.002-04:00

The Booger much more cheerfully than me, wonders....

Where did the summer go?

Rainy days

2009-08-27T11:40:00.004-04:00

After spending lots of time outside and enjoying summer time lately, we've had a few dreary rainy days lately. Poo. We realized the three of us were mili-seconds from going stir crazy yesterday, and met the limit of lazyness for the week, so we decided to venture out for some good ol' family fun.

Trying to think of something new and different to do can be challenging, but thanks to great sites like Mlive ( you can pick the area of the state, the date, and the type of event) and DiscoverKalamazoo (you can search the calendar for events), along with a little insider knowledge thanks to my jobs that required finding lots of things to entertain children- we came up with a perfect rainy day place....

Bounceland!

The Booger loves him some slides! He's such a little daredevil, more than willing to brave the big kids and the even bigger slides on his own once he got a taste of the fun.

Look at those smiles!

It was a great deal, we only had to pay for him, and we got in free, but still got to join in the bounce-filled fun- for as long as we wanted! Even though all three of us were whipped and ready to head out within the better part of an hour.

This sequence occured moments after exiting the parking lot...

Just settling in...

Moments later...

He totally lost the fight with his eye-lids.

So excited to visit often but even more for him to get bigger so we don't have to haul him to the (very high!) top ourselves. Some less fit than I parents may have very ungracefully returned to the bottom of the upward climb with a wiggly toddler on several occasions... not that I'd know....

It's not blurry because I'm sliding down... when I should be climbing up...no way...

Good times at the Air Zoo

2009-08-11T10:45:00.004-04:00

This summer the Air Zoo in Portage is offering free general admision, which I totally wanted to take advantage of! If you're in the area or going to be, it would definetly something to put on your to-do list, especially if someone with you is obessessed with... or ummm enjoys planes, astronauts, space and the like.

I'm splitting this up into two posts, as there is so much to do and see there. And this barely even begins to give you an idea! In this building there are planes from the Navy, Army, Nasa, flight simulators, and rides, even a room for little tykes with small arcade type rides, toys, murals, and a magnetic space station to build, and so, so much more.

Make a Smilebox photobook

P.S. Not that it'll be very surprising I'll be away for a few days. (Cause really, despite the fact that I'm the worst commenter and a very stalky lurker thanks for Google Reader, I do visit often!) Very excited to go visit my sister and her lil' bakery this week!

Two for Twos-day

2009-08-11T09:51:00.003-04:00

We've been enjoying some family time this summer, thanks to my husband's new much more family friendly schedule. We headed over to the Air Zoo a little bit ago. I have a ton of pictures to post, but thought I'd play along with a long lost (to me...) meme first!

Daddy and the Booger having a little fun on the walk back.

Swing by Debi's and see who else is playing along!

A few tidbits from the morning

2009-08-05T10:02:00.005-04:00

The Booger has been full of entertainment this morning! Thought I'd share with you seeing as how I'm soo not cool or techy enough to Twitter.

He found some Desitin in his daycare bag. Immediately sat down and tried to apply it to his foot. I laughed and told him it was for his butt (ask me someday if I regret talking about his butt). He proceeded to spread his legs.

He has wandered through the house adorned with a variety of bracelets, lifting his arms alternately and showing them off glamorously.

We went upstairs to have 25 seconds alone so I could pee play, and he entered the bathroom, walked to the toilet, and pointed. He knew what was up.

While standing on the couch (cause he can get up there now), he looked out the window and then gave me this face...

He'd noticed one the super annoying stray cats that have been ever present lately, laying in his water table. And then he gave it the look.

That is sooo MINE. Get out.

I think the cat got the vibe.

Hope your morning is as entertaining as mine!

Emotions

2009-08-03T09:00:00.000-04:00

I recently (sort-of, like recently as in sometime in the past 3 months...) read an article in a parent magazine (might have been Parent or Parenting - also recently realized they are actually two different magazines. oops.)

Anywhooooo. I was reading an article, don't recall about exactly what, cause I'm just not that terrific. But the gist was that toddlers are full of emotions. How they really feel their feelings, with their whole entire being. Despite what we think, they are not being drama queens (and kings) for our benefit to twist our pinky fingers into giving them what they want. At least not completely.... That they really, truly, with all their little 20 something pound body and soul feel what they are feeling.

Come to think of it, it was probably an article with tips on preserving your sanity while your toddler yo-yos from happy as a lark to writhing on the floor at your feet biting your ankles in anger.

But ever since I read that article, it comes to mind whenever my incredibly emotional son is um displaying his feelings. That boy really gets it. He puts his everything into what he's doing and feeling.

He laughs from his belly,

He says 'woah' and 'wow' all the time, because there is just sooo much that amazes him.

He needs to know about every moving vehicle and stationary object we pass in the car, and everywhere else for that matter.

He is so friendly that he says 'hi', waves, and blows kisses to most of the objects we pass in the car and the people we see.

He smiles with his whole face

He trusts me so much that even when I am operating the loud, scary, noisemaker (the vacuum, the hairdryer...), he still runs to me and wants to be held.

He puts his whole self into showing how unhappy he is when he has to come inside.

When he wants something, he will do absolutely anything he can to get it- he nods his head, asks 'yeah?, yeah?', signs 'more' and 'please' over and over, takes your hand (and you) to what he wants, and adds a carefully timed whine or cry for good measure.

He is so proud of himself when he does something new, he loves to hear "Yay!" and claps for himself whenever he accomplishes anything.

He celebrates with other people -at restaurants, on TV, around the neighborhood- if he hears cheering, clapping, or music, he is guaranteed to to join in.

He loves me and his daddy so much that he showers us with wet, slobbery kisses and hugs.

I love how remarkable he is and how lucky I am to have him. He makes me stop and enjoy and pay attention to the world around me and manages to make everything more fun and interesting. Thank you bubba, I love you!

not pregant- published!

2009-08-01T08:00:00.000-04:00

I very much appreciate and enjoy 5 minutes for Parenting. ...among a few other 5 minutes for (fill in the blank- so many options!) sites- goodness knows 5 minutes is a completely accurate description of how much spare time I've got some days. It is very relieving, ahem, refreshing that way more experienced, smarter than me, moms, with lots of notches on their mommy belts badges on their sashes, and many more oodles of cupcakes baked (cupcake tally is: them 1,700,992- me 0) still do goofy things, and are as totally and utterly exhausted, I mean, feel just the same way I do some days.

A bit ago I thought it'd be fun to share a few of my posts with Rachel, who hosts a weekly Dose of Humor, featuring a variety of wonderfully captivating, entertaining blogging mommas.

And by golly, I made the cut! ha! Stop by 5 minutes for Parenting today and see me um, read about how I... embarrass myself by telling countless people a funny story about the Booger and I. Gotta love my first time parenting choices...

Another attack...

2009-07-31T09:09:00.003-04:00

...of mommy brain.

Surprise: postponed due to my inability to understand a calendar and use a clock. Ahem. Sorry about that.

However, we have another shocking development.

I've lost my battle to keep my toddler off the couch. He's outsmarted the second step behind our planning ahead when we agonized over what couch to buy.

1) we choose a dark couch to repel stains that were sure to arrive once a baby did and cat hair (ewwww)

2) we bought a sofa sleeper, so it's higher up, and in my brain, naturally defended itself against climbing toddlers. Not too mention it could welcome wonderful family to come help care for said baby once he arrived.

But not mine.

Hopefully he doesn't soon disprove reason #1. I'll keep my fingers crossed.

BTW: He just now crawled across the couch to watch himself on video. And 'dat?' is the cat he saw coming down the stairs. He loves that cat!

Cutie Pie

2009-07-30T14:32:00.003-04:00

Over the last few events and gatherings, I've snapped a few sweet photos of my oh-so-sweet boy. And I recently redecorated (sorta) our bathroom (I'll post some before and after's one of these days...) and the walls called for some eye candy. So, I obliged... and then I thought I'd share some delicious baby with you too!

Psst....Stop back tomorrow for an exciting surprise.

A transformation

2009-07-23T14:13:00.008-04:00

Before....

After...

Looking like a big kid!

After a week of absolutely wild and crazy hair, I decided the Booger was more than due for a 'big boy' hair cut. So far all that has been cut is along his neck and ears, which led to the predicament of a hairstyle he was sporting up to this week.

The style formerly known as a hot mess....

Look close- the fuzzy spot over on the left? Yep that's his hair. Waaay out there.

Little did I know how grown up he'd look without all those wispy strands. * The nice lady who cut off my boy's locks said it should thicken up and fill in now that *tear* his baby hair is gone.

*Nor did I know he still somehow has the remnants of baby bald spot syndrome. Sorry about that buddy... Promise I won't show these pictures to anyone. You know besides everyone here....

Monkey see, Monkey do

2009-07-18T08:00:00.000-04:00

I don't know who started it.....

but this is how I happened upon the Booger and his friend George yesterday at naptime.

Road Trip

2009-07-17T10:42:00.003-04:00

Summertime has given us some great opportunities this year- time in South Haven (one of our favorite places in the whole world!), lots of playing outside, time with friends, and time with family. Last weekend we were fortunate enough to reconnect with some long-lost family. As a child, my husband and his brother spent a lot of time with his single mother's parents and siblings. After his grandparents passed away and career and school moved his uncles to the UP and soon after to Texas, everyone went on with day to day business, and as with many families, didn't stay as close.

Over time, Mike has kept in touch with his Uncle Dave a few times, but this past January, as our son turned one, Dave and his family had some hard times. I don't know if the idea of how short life really is struck him, the need for family ties that had drifted and a desire for his son to know the family he loves, the fact that they now live only an hour and a half away, or all of these things combined.

Last weekend, we made the short road trip to Portage, IN. We spent an evening reminiscing with both of his uncles about times with his grandparents and family memories, joking with their four great kids, and then talking long into the night with Dave and his terrific wife of 20 years, Melany. We caught up on the last handful of years, talked a little about church, religion, and hoops (maybe someday I'll get into my thoughts about religion here...) and made plans for the next day and hopes for more get-togethers in the future. His uncle is a pastor at a great little church, that we attended with them on Sunday morning. Sunday afternoon, we joined them at the church's annual hog roast. It was a great, relaxing afternoon with friendly people and family time. The Booger spent his fair share of time eating, blowing bubbles, and running around like a madman. I was a bit too busy chasing him to catch any pictures of the trek all over the park, but the rest of the fun is well documented thanks to Smilebox!

Make a Smilebox scrapbook

Top five reasons I love summer

2009-07-09T09:00:00.000-04:00

5) Knowing I only have to work 4 half days a week for 6 weeks ( 3 weeks down, 3 to go!)

4) Strawerry shortcake

3) Boys in swimsuits

2) South Haven

1) Spending hours making him make this face and the amazing laugh that goes with it.

It takes a village

2009-07-08T17:30:00.007-04:00

So, I'm all about it takes a village to raise a family. I love my friends and family, and am super willing to jump in and help out, and occasionally super willing to share the Booger with them, especially so I can sit and engage in an adult conversation that does not contain the words "poop" or "nap" or "toys", or my getting up to redirect a crazy curious daredevil toddler.

However, I question if a given person's village, should include a complete stranger who happens by their sidewalk. Mind you I don't even know whose village I was just whisking my son and his bike away from. Or where the person who is the chief of the village of 2 naughty little children was located while said children descended upon us like attention craving, yelling, pushing vultures as I desperately tried to extricate my son and his bike from their grasps.

Apparently the coolest bike ever!

Seriously! What in the world! Are you truly that busy with the rest of your life that you are completely oblivious for a matter of at least 7 or 8 minutes while your young children are outside, alone, in the ghetto? (reminder, we don't live in a particularly terrific neighborhood) Apparently these folks are okay with any random stranger, ahem, villager, stopping by and doing who knows what with their children. Not so much how I run my village.

The Booger and I were toddling quietly by when two little girls appeared from nowhere off of a porch and proceeded to mount my son's bike and push every button. For a few minutes, he was interested in checking out their things and it was a pretty fair exchange. With his toddler attention span, this happy exchanged turned sour quickly as soon as he realized his bike had been commandeered. However the younger girl was very interested in a toy that was complete and worked as it should (which does break my heart- very lucky for what we have).

All the while the girls yell at and hit each other, and one tattles to me that the other hit her. And I'm pretty sure how I handle a hitting child and how the adults in their home are quite different. So I advise her she should let her mom or whomever is watching her know. Thinking, "hey, this'll help, another adult will come handle them and I can get outta here! " No such luck. More time passes and the Booger is now less than pleased that he is neither walking nor riding his bike.

I pull out the polite, friendly, most-kids-this-age would-get-the-hint "We are going to finish our walk now, maybe we'll see you later". Which was promptly greeted with beeps and sirens from my son's bike.

That was still being held hostage.

I wait what seemed an appropriate amount of time and repeat my attempt at politeness. After several minutes of this, and some firmer words from me I manage to rescue the bike, pick up my son, and reunite them several feet down the sidewalk.

Only to be followed and surrounded again. One of the girls insisted on talking to me and running into my legs with her bike, while the other proceeded to push buttons on the Booger's bike.

While he was sitting on it. Yep. My space even felt invaded.

Somehow we managed to extricate ourselves again with some firm words-- including "you're pushing and hitting, we're leaving because we don't play with people who push and hit". Now I have an angry Booger under one arm, the bike in the other hand and am going back to our house.

And I'm still being followed!

Around the corner.

No longer in sight of their house.

By golly, you can believe I didn't want them to follow us all the way home. I'm pretty confident they would let themselves into my house and into the Booger's toys, and never leave. So I choose to stop moving toward my safe, one child home, and start pulling out some reasons why they need to go home.

"I'm worried you are going to get in trouble, you are too far from home. You might not get to play outside anymore".

"We are going to eat dinner and are all done playing".

"You need to go home, now".

Finally, someone from the little girls' village got a clue, and proceeded to yell obscenities, that effectively summoned the girls' to return home. Guess I should've tried that.

I have no plans to turn left at the corner ever again. No need to re visit that village.

2009-07-08T07:31:00.000-04:00

I'm sure you've been anxiously waiting for me to get off my derriere (by the way... very funny if you look that up on Wikipedia) and post some pictures from Chicago.

The Booger is at a great age where everything is amazingly interesting and exciting. He just wanted to be a part of, really right up in everything. I have a handful of pictures of him, face to the glass, trying to step into the tanks, puzzled why he couldn't get in there and touch the super cool swimmy things. He was so puzzled by a searay exhibit - the glass tank continues under your feet, so it seems that you're standing on top of the rays. He tried so hard to get them, even jumped up and down trying to make it in there!

Make a Smilebox slideshow

You know you're the mother of a boy when...

2009-07-07T18:49:00.002-04:00

you see this article. And realize that's something you really ought to know.

through the looking glass

2009-06-24T15:41:00.004-04:00

The Booger has been ever so observant lately and has found a new past time---

Watching traffic waaaay down below our hotel we stayed at when we went to our cousin's wedding in Chicago.

Seriously dad, how'd they get down there?

COOOL!

There has been a lot of work across the street from our house, constructions vehicles and big trucks have been around for the past week. And the Booger is more than happy to watch it all.

Mom, come look!

Hmmm?

And over here?

And to greet each and every bull dozer, dump truck, and construction worker...

I have oh so much to share from the last busy month. I have been busy bein' a good teacher and doing silly things like report cards and lesson plans, and the Booger has been busy growing and learning and being cute as ever! Stay tuned :-)

Note to self

2009-06-09T08:32:00.000-04:00

Do not let a pukey baby lay in your bed.

The end.

Mom issues

2009-06-08T18:59:00.007-04:00

This weekend, a situation came up....

And I pondered, and I wondered about quite exactly how to handle it. Then I pondered, and I wondered how exactly someone else just might handle it. Then I realized that there are a number of situations that I've encountered in the last 16 1/2 months ---! cough, gag, tear up- 16 1/2 months! OMG!----

Ok, sorry about that. I'm composed. I swear.

As I was saying, I've encountered a number of baby/ mother/ parenting/ juggling/ toddler/ crazy/ never thought I'd have to do this/proud of myself for figuring it out moments that I wonder what path another mother may have chosen if she'd been wearing my mom flops. That is, if she'd been a flip flop wearer such as myself.

So I've decided that I would find out how fellow mommas in the blogosphere may have handled some of the silly mom situations I've found myself in. Though, I suppose that maybe I'm just lucky enough to find myself in some silly situations. Maybe other moms think far enough ahead, or have a better mom-tuition than I do, and miraculously avoid the issues I face. This is a definite possibility.....

But, I digress.

Let me ask you wonderful mommas what you would do if...

Your super busy toddler cuddled up to you so sweet that you could hardly stand it seeing how it's the first cuddle you've gotten in days due to his/her seemingly endless amount of energizer bunny energy. And then proceeded to puke his first ever puke that could actually be defined as puke (I had previously wondered how to tell the difference between spit up and puke when the Booger hadn't been feeling well. I no longer wonder...)... straight down your shirt.

Mind you, down your shirt. Not just on. down. Down your two layers, into your bra, down your belly.

Once the downpour is over, you proceed into the bathroom, wipe up and strip down the previsouly cuddly toddler, who is laughing at your efforts not to touch any more puke than necessary. Relatively easy though, as most of it is down your clothing.

Then you are posed with the question that I was posed with in a similar (if not completely identical) situation. How do you disrobe without getting puke in your hair and on your face? Reminder, your clothes have been puked down, and on. Because you can't get puked down without getting puked on.

So, I ask a few mommas that I hope have some wonderful advice to combat this terrible situation some time this week. Then, I suggest you invite a few other mommas with a great puke story also. I figure with the way moms exchange birth stories, there are plenty of puke stories to go around too. Feel free to share any puke related survival tips or words of wisdom. I'd oh so appreciate it, just in case I am ever faced with such a situation again. Cause I get the vibe that this wasn't the first time. Be sure and add a comment and (send others here to do so as well) so we can all enjoy your knowledge. Next week, I'll put them together and we can wallow in our misery together. Get it, wallow? Uck.

And the lucky first players are...

Jack Awesome

2009-05-27T08:00:00.000-04:00

I met a new friend last week. His name is Jack. Jack Awesome....

I would really like to call him something else, feel free to let your imaginations run wild here, but my sister filled me in recently about a great way to cut back on swearing or such name calling as I would like to use in this instance.

It works wonderfully. I've even added a little twist or two for especially naughty word-worthy moments. Let me demonstrate.

The Booger was taking a naked pre-bath run, and peed on the floor. Not in the bathroom. Directly on the carpet. And laughed about it. Awesome.

I got to daycare on Monday with the Booger's bag all neatly packed, completely without his sippy cup. Awesome.

The Booger faceplanted himself on the sidewalk. Giving himself Fancy Awesome. (rememeber to let your imaginations run free here, there are a multitude of words that start with "f" to pick from that could express your feelings)

Mr. Jack Awesome attempted to make a very poorly planned, and even more poorly executed left turn. Directly into me. While I was 2 and half hours, 143 miles, away from home. Rendering my car undrivable.

Fancity, fancity, fance, fance awesome!

Awesome.

Really awesome.

really, really, super, awesome

two for tuesday

2009-05-26T09:00:00.000-04:00

My two boys.
I love them with all of my heart, mind, and soul.

Swing by Deanna's for some other lovely two-somes.

Who needs an abacus?

2009-05-25T08:00:00.000-04:00

1....

2...

Have fun counting your Oberon.

Happy Memorial Day!

Injured

2009-05-24T08:30:00.001-04:00

The Booger has upgraded his 'owie' status, and created a whole new milestone for himself.

Facial injuries.
Awesome.

He loves to 'ride' bikes and was doing just that, when his feet got all tangled and his face met the less than soft sidewalk. Poor boy had scrapes and a big bruise and bump on his forehead right away, and his nose and upper lip scabbed up by the next morning. Like the champ that he is, he cried, (insert blood curdling scream) cuddled with mommy (who wanted cuddles just as much) for a nap and woke up ready to play, and was riding a bike the next day.

He thought, since he was injured, he needed grandpa's cane more than grandpa, who is still taking it easy after getting a new hip.

He thought he needed a little grandpa love too.

What...

2009-05-23T08:30:00.000-04:00

...could possibly evoke this pitiful, heart-wrenching,

tortured, look on the face of this otherwise adorable, Osh-Kosh B'gosh poster child?

A dog? nope

A stranger? wrong again

A big, friendly, fun looking ball pit?

Yep, that's it.

Looking at this picture- I do see that it slightly resembles sharp, gnashing teeth... hmmm.

Good times

2009-05-22T19:32:00.002-04:00

We have been oh-so- happy to enjoy the sunny, warm weather that spring is bringing! Most afternoons are spent playing on the teeny tiniest of sidewalk that comes with a house in our area of town, but every so often we venture to our favorite playground. I always try to get some good pictures of the cutest toddler ever, and was happy to get a few of my boy right in his element.

climbing

figuring things out

another try

See what I can do?

Macho, macho man

2009-05-08T08:00:00.001-04:00

After a messy dinner, the Booger opted out of his equally messy shirt. He also opted out of pilates (it didn't go well last time), and into some a more intense work out. His perfectly pudgy, pinchable physique is hard to pull off, you know?

It seems to be paying off, he's made some progress since this time last year...

He's got skills..

2009-05-07T08:00:00.000-04:00

The Booger's new favorite past-time

Back and forth, up and over, up and down... climbing of any nature brings endless fun!

See some of his other favorite ways to pass time here or here.

New words?

2009-05-06T08:00:00.000-04:00

I think my little booger will soon be learning that sometimes going "ow-si" means "ow-ie".

Figuring it out

2009-05-05T20:32:00.005-04:00

The Booger's still wooried about his physique, with an upcoming all-cousin play date coming up, so he's trying some new ball skills....

And, he's even got the ball's escape tactics down! Can't fool him twice...well three times...

Tuesday's Tribute

2009-04-28T09:00:00.000-04:00

I am so happy to share this tribute with you! I have a close friend that has battled cancer, not once, but twice within a year of her initial diagnosis. As hard as that in itself is, she was only 23 when she was diagnosed. In fact, during her second round of treatments, in Ann Arbor , she spent over a month in the pediatrics ward. She and I went through the same program at Western, which is very structured, with classes scheduled for you each semester, making it very hard to miss any thing without falling behind. We had classes with the same people for 3 years, and we became close with several other girls in our cohort, making it even more emotional when they all graduated last spring and she wasn't able too. With the support of wonderful family, and friends, she managed to make it through the program -through two rounds of intensive chemo, radiation, and a stem cell transplant- taking (and passing!) classes through it all.

She has been ridiculously strong and fought so hard through it all. All the while remaining her wonderful, funny, self, and taking care of the Booger for us when I went back to work last year. I wrote about her and the fun they had together a bit here.

In the past month, she has received the wonderful news that her scans are clean, and this weekend, she officially graduated with her bachelor's degree in special education. Congratulations girl, you amaze me.

Today it is all about Piper.

And I think it's not much of a coincidence that she and Tuesday's sweet twin share a name.

Thanks to Angie for reminding us that it's not all about us. Go see who else it's about over at Seven Clown Circus.

Hellllo spring!

2009-04-27T09:00:00.001-04:00

The Booger loves playing outside- he stands at the door and yells "ow-si!" And soon, I imagine he will be letting himself out- his penchant for climbing, and his knowledge of how the door handle works will be the end of me.

We ended the week with blue skies and 80 degress! Of course we spent some time "ow-si" to commemorate the end of the week.

He's starting to look like such a big kid! My 'baby' boy is disappearing right in front of my eyes.

building blocks

Hat off?

I LOVE this thing!

Why don't babies do pilates?

2009-04-26T13:06:00.003-04:00

The Booger was working on his core....

Then, something happened...

Cr**

2009-04-26T11:11:00.004-04:00

Yesterday, I swear to you my house was overrun my cr**. Not the woah-there's-way-too-much-stuff-around-here-cra**. Though currently, that is also the case. But the bodily function kind. And I only wish I could blame the toilet overflowing.

We simultaneously ran out of Diaper Genie bags, and adopted a puppy, of the not yet house trained variety.

And I swear to you, I was surrounded by cr**!

I am in gratitude to Bissell, and a host of smell good candles.

Ahhh.

I swear...

2009-04-22T09:00:00.000-04:00

Mom, really, I was just eating dinner. A little thirsty, but all is well. Really. I swear.

Two for Tuesday

2009-04-21T08:00:00.000-04:00

We are desperately missing spring break already, and very much looking forward to summer!

We made a second trip to the museum during our week off, but brought my mom along for the fun. While we were there, the Booger worked his charm and managed to pick up not, but two toddler girlfriends! They took turns toddling around with him (and after him) for quite a while. So looking forward to teen age years....

Check out other two-fers over at Deanna's.

Milk

2009-04-09T09:00:00.000-04:00

Does a body good

even if it is soy

and empty...

cause it was found sitting on top of the trash can.

I know, kid, I'm surprise your mom would let you play with trash too...

Two for Twosday

2009-04-07T09:00:00.002-04:00

Then

April 2008
almost 3 months old

Now

April 2009
almost 15 months old

Swing by Deanna's for a few other less dramatically aged two-somes.

Finger lickin' good

2009-04-07T09:00:00.001-04:00

Since the Booger's mastered the ever evasive sippy cup skill, we thought we'd try the next step in tableware... utensils.

So far..... so messy!

What you lookin at Momma?

Remind you of this?

He has eaten cereal and applesauce, with his spoon in hand

and his cereal in the other!

Umm, didn't I pay for a bottomless bowl?

Spring breakin' it!

2009-04-06T20:19:00.005-04:00

The Booger and I are so happy to be enjoying my first spring break as a teacher!

I realized this is my first spring break. Ever since I started working, I picked up extra time at work. And once I was college and somehow I had two spring breaks (I worked in a school for several years) and still never seemed to get a break! So this feels all that much more like a reward for working hard to get here. By golly, I EARNED my spring break!

It is all the better because I get extra quality time with my boy.

We visited the Kalamazoo Valley Museum earlier in the week and plan to go see the Easter Bunny today, then some quality family time over the weekend.

The museum was craaaaazzzzy! I'm not a big fan of crowds, so we stuck to the room for little tykes. It was hilarious to see him in action with other kiddos. I realized just how much personality that boy has! He made a few friends quite the girly fan base, I might add, scared a few girls, there was a little girl with beads in her hair and he just couldn't contain himself, and tried to hi-jack toy after toy!

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Dear Mother Nature

2009-04-06T13:36:00.003-04:00

Not funny.

Baby Picture Sunday

2009-04-05T14:28:00.004-04:00

As soon as I saw Debi's theme for this Sunday, I was excited to go back and look through some of the pictures from our photo shoot last year. I really love taking pictures and would be thrilled to do it on the side, if I stumbled upon a little more talent and a way better camera...

Over spring break, I would love to attempt another homemade photo shoot - you know, once I can tie the Booger down, I mean coax him to sit still for more than .98 mili-seconds....

Here are a few of my favorites, doctored a little with a photo program and some cropping creativity.

One of my all-time favorites!

Another...

Stop by Debi's to play along or just check out some more creative creations!

Some new developments

2009-03-28T09:07:00.008-04:00

The Booger has been oh so busy lately growing and learning a million and five things and I've been so busy enjoying it that I haven't much kept track of some of these little milestones in my boy's life. Thought I take a quick recap of his latest abilities.

1) No tears at day care in the morning (and this with a recent change in venue!)

2) Walking like a champ- can even stand up without pulling up on something

Up, up

and away!

3) A sudden ability to hold and actually drink out of his sippy cup!

4) An unending curiousity about everything. He asks "a dat?" (translation: what's that?) no less than 1,000,003 times a day. To which we answer every time. Cause that's why we're here.

He's recently begun exclaiming something else too, but I'm not sure quite yet what exactly that something means. He also says "hi", "dada", "mommmmmma", something in the nature of "I want" or "I need", "uh oh oh oh" (often just before he throws his cup or spoon on the floor...), might also say"outside"..? It resembles "what's that" but is a wee bit different... And he might say "I got!" from time to time. Hey, I'm a mom, not a translator...

5) He can climb on his little baby scooter thing a ma jigs...

Practicing inside (with no clothes to trip on...?)

Showing off outside- with clothes on...

But he can't quite ride them...

Sorry bubba- had to share this one...
he's fine if you're concerned

6) He knows animals make noises- and will growl at any animal or picture of an animal he sees. Even ducks.

7) He knows you say 'hi' on the phone- any phone he gets his hands on, he puts it to his ear and says "hi"! He has also been known to use any given object as a phone throughout the day and says "hi" to it too!

8) I think we've achieved a solution to the seemingly endless diaper and laundry issue. My washer thanks the makers of Silk!

9) His paci is officially retired. With no dramatic issues (except for Saturday morning when Momma can catch an extra half hour of zzz's if she gives it to him while they cuddle. Yes, it's worth it.)

10) He throws a terrific toddler tantrum. Need I say more?

Oh, and he's driving. Yes, I know, he's advanced. We're hoping he can reach the pedals by the winter. Then he's getting a cab. Gotta earn his goldfish crackers!

Monkey-ing around

2009-03-20T19:46:00.006-04:00

This little bucket...

came with the nursery set of Curious George items I found on ebay for the Booger's nursery. You know, one of those things that is part of a set, but you could take it or leave it...

Apparently, my little monkey would definitely take it!

1...

2...

3...

*Insert baby belly laugh*

Mommy guilt

2009-03-20T19:00:00.003-04:00

This morning (followed by an entire day...) I stumbled upon a whole new realm of mommy guilt, I've not much considered before. The reason ... I'm a mom.

Well, duh, right? Several of my great coworkers and friends are moms. One of them is pregnant with her second, and just found out she is having a boy. She is emotionally and mentally working through the algebra - trying to add up what feel like numbers (a girl) and letters (a boy) - that will equal her family in the coming months.

Unbeknownst to me, one of our other coworkers has been trying to start her own family over the last year. As many, many people know there are so many ups and downs in that journey. I've seen, listened to, and cheered for many people traveling that road that finally ended in beautiful, bouncing babies. But- I've never done this cheerleading from the other side of the field.

You know, the one full of beautiful, bouncing babies.

Long story short- this coworker popped into my office for some refuge from the baby algebra this morning and shared her story, and that she wouldn't care what numbers, letters, or symbols it involved, as long as the equation ended with a baby in her arms. All day, this weighed on me and my emotions. I can't begin to imagine how hard it is to feel something so out of your reach and control. I know that it is the best thing you will ever experience and that you would never give it up from the second you know you've got it. I am hopeful that she will soon know how wonderful motherhood is.

Yet, I also understand the fear that even a mom who has been there, done that feels when she knows there is something new and different happening to the family she already has. The fear of how it will change what she has worked hard for, and the mixed feelings about your own ability to make it work and do it all right.

After school, several of us (most of whom are mommas+ someone who really wants to be among others) were chatting, and it of course turned to how the pregnancy was going, deliveries, babies, and kids in general. She, I think made herself stay through the conversation, then quietly walked away after the topic changed. I couldn't help but think that it must be so hard to be surrounded by momma after momma everywhere.

I am so thankful to have my beautiful boy and know I will happily welcome another baby (or 2) into our family in the future. I will never be the person I was before that little boy came into my life, my life will never be the same. And I wouldn't have it any other way. But I can't help feeling guilty because there are people whose lives haven't been touched with that gift yet. This really is a whole new realm of mommy guilt, that I'm not sure I will be able to shake until a few more babies have entered the world. Most importantly her world.

those eyes and that smile make it all worth it

I...

2009-03-16T20:49:00.005-04:00

Shaved my legs today! I know! Shocking! No really, it is. I truly cherish the few extra moments in bed in the mornings way to much to waste them in the shower contorted in strange ways using a small weapon against myself.

It all started with the beautiful sunshiny weather. It inspired me to dig out my beloved flip flops and the stroller. The Booger and I enjoyed soaking up the sun for over an hour and topped it off with a trip to the playscape across the street.

Upon returning home, the Booger's little rock eating self was in desperate need of a bath. He even knew it and tried to get himself in the tub. My, that was oh so helpful, not at all a glimpse into my little monkey's delinquent future. While playing with the little raisin he was becoming, I realized my feet were also in need of a dip in the tub. So in my miraculous ability to mommy multitask, I decided to do a little impromptu foot-soaking.

And while sitting pants-less (cause we all know babies and bathtubs lead to splashing and why would I keep my pants on?) on the side of the tub, I noticed a beautiful green disposable razor and realized I could take multitasking to a whole new level. Oh, I was so proud of myself and what I was about to accomplish.

Until...

the Booger was playing with the can of oh so cool shapeable foam soap that suddenly became possessed and started squirting out all on its own, while he squealed and whined and shook vigorously to get the aforementioned apparently poisonous, burning substance off his chubby little hands and as far away as possible. No problem for a multi tasking mom- it's an awful lot like shaving cream. I'll just scoop it right up and slather it on. Mmm, smells good too. Problem averted

Until...

A certain someone remembered he could stand up in the tub and my attempts to sideways (I am sitting next to him essentially...) wrestle him into sitting while not splashing the smell good foam off my legs. Moments later, child seated and placated with tub toys.

Whew! Shaving accomplished. Step out, dry off, lube up. While I'm at it, why don't I put a little lotion on my feet too. They're nice and soft, I could give myself a little pedicure right here next to the tub. I could wear sandals tomorrow too. So excited! Giddy, almost.

Make it through both feet only because I break the "we sit in the tub" rule to allow the Booger to stand up and adorn the tub faucets with adorable toy crab and octopus hats.

The second I set aside the nail kit, he turns with a satisfied smile and starts signing "all done" frantically. That'd be great- but in my mommy multitasking, I managed to skip the purpose behind the beginning of this whole fiasco- cleaning the dirty baby.

So ensues another wrestling match involving soap, a washcloth, and pink, slippery, squealing pig, ahem baby. And don't forget a pants-less, smooth legged, pedicured mama.

Moral of the story- just get up five minutes earlier and shave your legs in peace. Sheesh!

another weekend, another playground

2009-03-15T14:42:00.008-04:00

After a week of torrential rain followed by bitter cold- thanks Michigan, really... we were lucky enough to have 2 beautiful days this weekend. We took advantage of yesterday afternoon to go to the playground where I work (our favorite- was out of commission...low lying area+rain= playground surrouded by a mini lake).

Once the Booger checked out the playscape with daddy, he went for a walk,

and took a turn in the swings...

New and improved

2009-03-12T19:17:00.002-04:00

The Booger's shaggy look is history and he looks like such a 'kid' now! My baby boy is nearly history too! He was so good the whole time, a little whining and wiggling, but it was said and done super fast, giving him little time to protest. After the semi traumatic event, he played and flirted with the other stylist while I took my turn.

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Rollin' in fun!

2009-03-12T19:03:00.007-04:00

Last weekend we spent the whole weekend together. This is a rare occurence as my husband often has to work on Saturdays. (We're pulling for another whole weekend right now too...). Just for fun we made a trip to Toys R Us, and left with these.

The Booger's day care has a few sets of Roll A Rounds, and he makes a beeline for them most mornings. So when we came across them, I thought he'd like a set at home. Boy oh boy! Does he ever! We got home around 4:00 and I swear the only time he wasn't double fistin' his new toys was during dinner. He even went to bed with one in each hand. He yelled at the cat today when Thumper started batting one around the living room. We'll work on sharing... and not tormenting the cat...but that's a whole 'nother lesson.

trying to play with one in each hand...

pure joy!

and after dinner too...

Baby picture Sunday

2009-03-08T15:37:00.004-04:00

We got a glimpse of spring at the end of the week, so the Booger and I took advantage to head to a super fun park just down the street from us.

Upjohn Park is a Boundless Playground that was built just after we moved here, it is almost completely handicap accessible, and is wonderful for all kids, but especially some of the kiddos I've worked with, which makes it that much better.

We visited last summer with my sister, but the Booger wasn't too sure what to do at a park yet... boy things have changed in a few months!

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I cannot begin to describe how great this was! He had just watched big kids crawl up the slide and wanted to try for himself.

*** still can't manage to turn videos the right way.. sorry :-(

Be sure to stop by Debi's and check out endless amounts of park fun!

Two-for Tuesday

2009-03-03T09:00:00.001-05:00

My boys. I love 'em!

Stop by Deanna's blog to play along or just to check out all the other deuces.

Thoughtful Tuesday

2009-03-03T08:00:00.000-05:00

Yet Another Jay and Deb Production.

We all need to take time to remember that others have life going on. And often, at least in my case, the life I have going on is really quite alright. More than alright. In honor of Tuesday and the wonderful people who love her and her family, the bloggy world is taking some time to think about all those other people and their life that is more trying, more giving, more something.

On my mind lately have been my husband's uncle and his family. Around the first of the year, Dave was diagnosed with a brain tumor, after suffering from headaches and other troubles for some time. There was a golf ball size tumor pushing on his eye and it seemed best case scenario led to blindness or permanent double vision, on top of side effects from any other treatments. He and his wife Melany have four great children, all under 18. Oh- and Dave is a pastor (it can happen to anyone...). Over the past 8 years, I've only spent time with their family a handful of times, but you could easily tell they are a very loving and close family. Somehow through a slew of doctor's appointments, brain, optical, and facial reconstruction surgery, they are able to trust it all to a higher power. Way beyond me, I admit, not something that I could do. Last update was that recovery is coming along, hard and uncomfortable, but recovery.

All they are asking for is prayer and support. If you have a moment- stop by their Caring Bridge site (a wonderful non-profit site for patients and their families can update loved ones), read their story, and leave a message of support. Or just take a moment and think about their family and all those fighting through something similar. Cause- it's not all about you.

Check out the whole idea behind Tuesday's tribute here.

2009-03-02T08:00:00.000-05:00

This has been quite a saga around here.

Before a walking baby- stationary kitty

After a walking baby- wandering kitty

Just so you know

2009-03-01T08:00:00.000-05:00

Babies smell good.

Oh what fun!

2009-02-28T08:00:00.000-05:00

The Booger's growth spurts have not only changed the size of his clothes, somehow they have affected the size of his messes. Don't recall the original debacle? Refresh your memory.

Hmmm, not quite as good as dinner...

1 drawer down, 3 to go

who says clothes go in drawers- no way man!

still growing

Impressive

He's a big 'un!

2009-02-27T08:00:00.000-05:00

The big ol' 13 month old had his 12 month (oops...) check up yesterday. All checked out well, despite the wrestling match it took to make it through the usual checklist, and the blood curdling, mommy heart breaking, angry screams that preceded the brightly colored bandaids that now adorn the Booger's legs.

The stats:

22 lbs 12 oz

30 inches tall

cute as a button (like you didn't know!)

Take a guess

2009-02-26T18:52:00.005-05:00

Last weekend, Mike and I got a chance to spend the afternoon together just the two of us (and the movie theater full of people, and the store full of people... so not quite alone, but you get the idea). It was a great time to just relax and talk and catch up. With us both working full time, and Mike taking classes, we see each other for about 3 waking hours a day, most of which involve cramming food in our faces and either getting out of or getting into bed.

We were able to do what we wanted, catch a movie, a meal, make it home in time for dinner, bath, and bed for the Booger, and do a few more things at home. Which all leads me to this picture ....

Any guesses?

Look again

I'll fill you in on the juicy details one of these days. Entertain yourselves by guessing in the meantime.

Sea legs

2009-02-23T07:50:00.000-05:00

The Booger has a habit of taking his time to acquire a skill- then running right to the next step literally. Go baby go!

**Disclaimer- He is not walking on the wall, while talented and amazing, he is not Spidey. Turn your head to the right for the real picture. (Sorry for my lack of technological ability...)

Milk bath baby

2009-02-20T19:33:00.003-05:00

A week or so ago, the Booger and I met a good friend of mine for coffee. Thankfully, the Booger decided against a caffienated beverage and went with strawfuls of h2O instead (you know the put your finger over the end trick... quite inefficient). I seconded the choice though, thanks to a great case of mommy brain, I forgot his sippy cup o' lactaid.

So when we got home at bedtime and in desperate need of a bathtime and drastically thirsty, we chose to multi-task like the pros that we are.

Oh thank god!

So I can be really messy right?

Greatest 'do ever!

It was a good try

2009-02-14T09:35:00.004-05:00

Last night, my sister called. Not really a shocking event by any means, but most of the time (thanks to unlimited verizon-verizon text messages! woo!) we text back and forth for a few hours instead of sitting down for a friendly chat. It works well- we can accomplish things and tend to all the kiddos, make dinner, check email, sometimes talk on the phone with someone else. I think we both figured this ability to multi task was why we texted instead of talked...

Let me replay our conversation for you... maybe slightly embellished but to the best of my memory ... and you decide why we don't 'talk' often.

Me: Hello there!

Barb: Hey, figured I could call since we were both around anyway. I think I have a sig...

(call dropped...thanks for her lack of signal inside the house)

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(Musical ringing)

Me: Hello again.

Barb: Sheesh- I had five bars when I dialed...

Adam: WAAAAA- GIVE ME FOOD!

Sarah & Jacob: chatter, chatter, chatter (undecipherable over the phone)

Barb: He's got no problems eating- he's a chunker, gained around 2 pounds already!

Me: Good for you both, way to go buddy!

Adam: WAAAAA, don't forget I'm here!

Barb: Get your cup, I'll get your milk. (pretty sure she wasn't telling me that- she's a nice hostess and all, but don't think passing milk or cups for that matter over the phone will work very well)

Sarah & Jacob: chatter, chatter, chatter, chatter, chatter

Barb: Here's your milk. (I know I did not give her a cup, so it's not my milk..)

Sarah, Jacob, & Adam: chatter, WAA, chatter, WAA WAA, chatter

Barb: (laughing) I guess I should let you go, sorry!

Me: (laughing harder) I think I just remembered why we don't talk much! I love you have fun with the kiddos!

Barb: Feel free to keep texting- it's much quieter that way and you then won't have to decide when I am talking to you and not the three cute as could be ankle biters around here.

Me: Okay, love you! Kiss your kiddos from their favorite aunt.

Barb: You too!

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Thank goodness for technology!

Yummy birthday pictures!

2009-02-13T19:17:00.003-05:00

With my wonderful slacker mom abilities, I have managed to become the last one (see who beat me, here and here... and don't think you're nutty when you click on the second one- yes we used the same scrapbook, no we didn't do it together, yes she created it way before me and no, I did not recognize it when I chose it... ha!)

Anywho... the Booger's actual 1st birthday came and went semi- uneventfully (the Booger and I spent the day together, though unplanned) as he was completely unaware and my husband works evenings. We decided to commence the festivities the following Sunday with the whole fam. He has had a blast playing with the wonderful fun things his aunts, uncles, cousins, and grandparents bestowed on him. (Thank you everyone for coming and sharing the love... one of these days the Booger will write a thank you note. I've got to teach him to write first though... I'll work on that, but don't hold your breath.)

For those of you who did not celebrate with us- it's better late than never! Celebrate at home in your jammies and slippers while the look at the cutest Booger you ever did see.

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Take a few moments...

2009-02-10T09:00:00.000-05:00

This post has been brewing in my head for a while, but I wasn't quite sure where to go with it. Then, the other day I came across this post on the blog of an amazing momma of some quite adorable quads. And I realized this was the perfect opportunity.

Yet Another Jay and Deb Production.
Check out the whole idea here.

If you've been following any of the blogs I read also, you know why our hearts are breaking, and why we are all hugging our itty bitty loved ones oh so close. So many things have been shared with me or have occured to me over the past several weeks, and I have been reminded so often that it is absolutely not, at all, all about me.

Lots of little stresses in life make it hard for you to stop and remember that really- you are so lucky. Maybe you have to play musical bank accounts to pay your bills, maybe you have sick babies and have to miss work, maybe there are a multitude of difficult or frustrating things at home or at work.

But, at least you can move some money around to make things work, at least you have a baby you can miss work for, at least you have a job.

In the grand scheme, there are so many big things we all have to be thankful for, that these little things will pass and it will work out okay. Over the past two years there are several people I am close to who have been touched by tragedy. Some have battled through it and come out on the other side, others have lost much, and have left loved ones behind. I have been there the best way I can, but still sometimes get wrapped up in my life.

The other day I was at a professional development meeting thinking about the trillion things I needed to do. During a break, I was talking with a close friend who is now about 4 months pregnant. We haven't seen each other much lately and were catching up, looking at pictures of her 2 year old and came across a strongly worded election sign from her publicly opinionated neighbor's yard. Which sparked another hearbreaking story. And reminded me those trillion little things were not such a big deal.

This doesn't speak to my opinion or her opinion on the topic, but it really makes you stop and think before you share your opinions- because it is not all about you.

She shared that just before she became pregnant with this baby, she had miscarried. It had been a hard day at work on top of everything else she was carrying on her shoulders. She came home to find her neighbor putting up an anti-abortion sign that said "Babies don't choose to die". She barely made it in the door and all she could do to explain to her husband was point outside. He went out and talked to the neighbor, who eventually agreed to take the sign down.

As I said- not speaking to any opinions about the topic. Everyone is absolutely entitled to their thoughts, feelings, and opinions, but we all need to remember that it isn't about us. We never know what someone else is going through. Just take a few moments and remember there is so much around us that we can't even begin to know or understand. We can at least stop and help those we do know about, if nothing else by sending good thoughts and hope their way.

There are so many terrific things the great blogging ladies are doing right now (and have done, and I'm sure will do) to help others, there is no way I can list them all. Take a peek to the left, check them out and see what you can do to help.

Wagie Rides for Tuesday

2009-02-08T19:49:00.005-05:00

Despite my geographic location this weekend, my heart and mind were far away, with the friends and family and all those who loved little Tuesday . Thanks to Moms without Blogs and Life, Liberty, and the Pursuit, those of us who have been touched by the story have been able to be a part of an amazing tribute and memorial for the family.

This was a weekend that I was fortunate enough to spend with my wonderful son and my wonderful husband, and I am happy to say that my son has marked this celebration of life with his first series of steps.

The Booger, his grandma, and I spent a day last March walking to raise money for the Leukemia and Lymphoma Society, I thought our pictures from that day would be an extra addition to Tuesday's wagie ride.

Be sure to click on the links above to see the oustanding number of people who have taken wagie rides (or walks, or sled rides) this weekend.

I spy....

2009-02-07T17:07:00.004-05:00

... the Booger's pacifier in the fridge. Why, you might ask? He's teething and that helps his little gums? Is it some strange sterilizing fad? Maybe a safe place so it doesn't get lost in the rest of the chaos you call a house?

Great guesses, but no sir-ee... the unexciting, but wholly honest answer is because his momma had one of those weeks. The kind you know going into it will be long, but by the end of it you realize you didn't really know quite how long that meant.

The Booger understands.

Oh- does he ever understand. No- I did not edit this picture for dramatic effect. These are the basset hound eyes my son was sporting Thursday night. Yes, that is bright slime green gunk collecting at the bottom. Yes, they were so red and puffy it looks like hes been in a fight. Oh, and yes, I was two hours away when day care called to inform me of the green-eyed monster.

Oh, the joys!

End of an era

2009-01-27T19:34:00.003-05:00

I promise to always cherish the moment you came into this world.

I will spare you the gory details for now, though I will tell you the story every year as many times as you ask. (I still like hearing about the day I was born). Suffice it to say- you, in all your gooey, sweet, baby-ness were the most perfect thing I have ever laid my eyes on.

And our first year together commenced.

Now, it ends with a mixture of sadness and excitment. Sadness for all the moments that have passed us by,we will never get them back. Excitement for all the rest, may they be as memorable.

Sweet dreams, birthday boy!

Look who's 1!

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Could he have posed any more perfectly?

Milestones

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I promise to celebrate each milestone in your life.

That, my boy, is why I began writing here. I have done my best to capture them as they happen.

We have surpassed so many, some of my favorites are

* your first smiles and laughs

* the first time you rolled over- you were so surprised!

* the first time you ate cereal

* the first kisses you gave us

* the first time you turned the pages of a book

* when you said 'boo' and played peek-a-boo

First time you switched toy from one hand to the other!

We have many more to go, and I promise we will celebrate each and every one.

Promise 1
Promise 2
Promise 3
Promise 4

Promise 5

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I promise to try to teach you through example, not just words.

This is a hard one. There are so many little things I would love to teach you not to do, that I do. I'll to work on that. I promise to do my best not to be a hypocrite. I will teach you to do your best and be a good person, by doing my best and being a good person.

There are so many 'big' things I promise to teach you ; honesty, love, how to learn from all you do, and so much more. I think the little things will be harder, not to curse, to eat healthy, please and thank you, to clean up after yourself. The day to day things that are small, but not insignificant. I will teach you these things, not by doing them for you, but by showing you how.

Good luck to both of us.

Promising togetherness

2009-01-25T12:35:00.003-05:00

I promise to help you know we are always together

This feels so important now, but I know you are too tiny to understand. Your tears when I drop you off at daycare break my heart everyday. I want to be able to tell you how much I love you and that even though we can't be together everyday doesn't mean I love you any less. There is no way yet for you to understand that even when we are apart, we are together.

I promise as you grow, you will know that I am always here for you no matter how far apart we are. I want you to know when you have a bad day I am the one you can call. That if you feel lost or alone, you will find support, love, and encouragement in me. When you get the best news ever, I will be with you to do a happy dance, even if I'm not there to celebrate. Know that I am your mom, always, and I will be with you always.

Promise 1

Promise 2

Promise 3

Imagine...

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I promise to foster the magic of your imagination.

I often wonder what is going on in that sweet little head of yours, you have such an intent to explore things and find out what they look like, feel like, sound like, what they do, how they taste...I promise to give you the freedom and the opportunities to imagine all the imagineable things. I will help you discover what you can do with all that you encounter, and to imagine the world any way you want.

Promise 1
Promise 2
Promise 3

Winter sucks

2009-01-23T09:00:00.000-05:00

This, we knew. But let's stop for a moment and ponder how much winter sucks for a mobily (say: moo-bi- leee yes, I know, I made it up) inclined, yet still wobbly bundled up baby boy of just less than one.

This predicament in pictures:

Another day's promises

2009-01-22T19:07:00.004-05:00

I promise to create a loving and enriching environment for you.

I know how to love you. It comes more naturally than breathing. I hope you always know just how much, and will never question the unending love that surrounds you.

I logically know what's best for you and how you will grow and change over the next few years, because I am lucky enough to have a good education and access to the information to help me out along the way. I promise to make up the difference with what I know intuitively. I promise to use what I know and learn what I don't, to the best of my ability to make your life the best it can be. I promise to give you every opportunity I have had and more. I will keep our home a place that you feel safe and comfortable that allows you to explore and learn and grow.

I promise to love you with all of my heart through all of our lives.

My first promise

Another promise

The strike (was) over

2009-01-22T09:00:00.000-05:00

Imagine my joy when the Booger willingly and amazingly quickly gobbled up pasta and stars the other day. (Not sure why I'm excited? Find out here.)

Now, imagine my dismay when the next evening and the proceeding weekend, we returned to a robust diet of water, and rice cakes. You'd think he had body image issues!

Another day of promises

2009-01-21T19:30:00.005-05:00

I promise to dance and sing and play with you for a lifetime.

I love your smile and your infectious laugh, the sweet squeal that comes out at the end, of it, and how much harder you laugh when I laugh too. It warms my heart watching you play and discover the world around you. I have done my best to leave the house in shambles around us, so that we can play and enjoy the short time we have together. You are only a baby for such a short time, and far too soon you will want to play all on your own. Please know that I do my best to make all the other little unimportant things take a back seat to you and our family. (When you get older, you will understand how hard that is for your multi-taskin' momma!) I look forward to all the things we have to experience as you grow up, and promise that I will help you enjoy every last minute of it. Or darn close to it. I hope to give you a safe world that allows you to be a child until you grow up.

I can only hope that showing you how much I love you and how much you matter to me, will build a relationship that makes you want to dance and sing and play with me for a lifetime.

I love you bubba!

My first promise

Baby Luke meet Baby Adam

2009-01-21T19:00:00.000-05:00

Last weekend, since I was chomping at the bit, ahem, eager to visit my big sis and her beautiful children, and meet my new nephew Adam. I was very glad the weather ceased being completely ridiculous so we were able to make the trip.

I wonderered how the Booger would do meeting the new 'baby' in the family. He didn't get long to hold the title, and I'm sure Adam will reign longer than the recent crown holders (J & S were 14 months, and Luke almost 12 months when new 'babies' came along).

Seems he wasn't too phased, a bit interested, but relatively non- chalant. He was pretty satisfied invading his cousins' toys, and showing off his big boy near walking skills.

(Not so) Baby Luke

Oh... I guess that's it.

A closer look

Baby Adam

Walking the path to toddler-hood

Oh and last but not least... Happy Birthday Paul! Thanks for taking good care of my sister and all your little ones. I'm very lucky to have gained such a great brother! Love ya.

Promises

2009-01-20T21:17:00.005-05:00

While we celebrate my nephew's 1 week birthday, I am settling myself into the Booger's First Birthday Countdown! When he was born, we were given a wonderful book 100 Promises to My Baby by Mallika Choppra. It is not the type of book you sit down to read, but one of those that you come back to when you need a few moments of meditation or a gentle reminder that it (it being late nights, early mornings, diapers, laundry, tears, and inconsolable babies and mommies and daddies) is all truly, truly worth it, especially this amazing first year.

In coming across it again this evening, I realized that it would be a wonderful way to reminisce and celebrate the week leading up to my miraculous son's first birthday. I spent some time looking through and pulled out a few promises that I want to give to him. Stop by throughout the week to watch the flashbacks (in photos) to go along with my Mommy moments.

My first promise on your first birthday;

I promise to love you, with not limits, from the depths of my soul, even when I know that it makes me more vulnerable than I have ever felt before.

I cannot count the number of times I have been amazed that I could love someone this much. Just looking down at you sometimes, I catch myself in awe. In awe of the amazing little bundle of personality that I nurtured and grew for months and months has stopped moving for a few moments and is so soft and sweet. In awe that I am 'the one' that you look for when you are scared or surprised or excited. In awe of the task that I am facing to somehow raise you to be a happy, satisfied, successful, well-rounded, strong-minded, loving, good person. In awe that in one whole year you have changed my life more than I could have ever imagined, more than any person I have ever met.

I know that you give me unquestioning love, and I want you to always know you have had the same love, magnified by thousands from me. I know when you are older, you will probably not believe me because I have to be the 'mean' mom. Always know that I really and truly love you from the depths of my soul, and that will never change.

Pro- fessional!

2009-01-20T19:37:00.004-05:00

The Booger is growing and changing by leaps and bounds. His newest joy in life is immediately heading off to do this...

(Don't mind the piles on the steps- and ignore that they are Christmas gifts from nearly a month ago...they are the least of the mess in this house)

...as soon as he is freed from his highchair after dinner.

Oh and in case you were wondering about our snow day... we stayed in our jammies with crazy snow day bed head for quite a large portion of the day. Glorious!

(However, the extra day off was terribly shocking for the Booger once he realized he was not, like he had hoped, staying home with mommy and daddy forever and he would eventually be going back to day care... the shock was slightly delayed- occuring at 7:35 this morning... and boy was it heartbreaking!)

Snowy days

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(to the tune of the Sesame Street Song)

Snowy days

keepin' the kids at home

On my way... back to bed

Can you tell how much I love

snow days?

Stay home and play

everything's A- ok

It's cold out there

Ain't no way

we're going out today!

Can you tell how much I love

snow days?

Snowy days
keepin' the kids at home
On my way... back to bed

Can you tell how much I love

how much I love

snow days?

Two for Twosday

2009-01-13T21:04:00.002-05:00

Better late than never! Stop by Deanna's to check out the other two-fers.

He finally got him! Check out the beginning of the saga here...

http://boogerbby.blogspot.com/2008/11/just-trying-to-stay-out-of-trouble.html

Welcome!

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I am happy to announce the splendid arrival of my new niece or nephew!

I can't spoil the surprise dear folks, no fair. But I am happy to say everyone is happy and healthy. And tired, I'm sure.

It's hard to grasp how much has changed for them over the last two years. I remember being so worried and scared for my sister and her babies two years ago. I was at work and couldn't wait to get out of there, let alone make the two hour drive! The last time around was very hard for her physically, and I can't imagine how hard mentally and emotionally. I had to wait a few minutes after the Booger was born to hold him and if I hadn't been cursing at the doctor while he did his doctorly duties- I would've been jumping off the table to get him.

I am so unbelievably happy that she and my brother in law were able to enjoy the wonderful experience that is 'having' a baby. I remember talking to her soon after she discovered this little joy was soon to come, okay as soon as ten pregnant months can be... She was so worried about being a good mom to all of her little ones. I had no worries- only awe. Because if anyone can do it- it's her. I've not seen anyone raise twins before, but somehow she makes it look super de duper easy! She and her hubby are the first people I go to with any baby (and way to quickly toddler)-related questions, and by golly, if they don't know they find out! Thanks for being such a great parents and helping us to make it through our (no doubt, not toughest) first year. I love you two and all your babies so much. Congratulations. Enjoy what your family has grown into!

I must stop before I get waaaay to sentimental- I feel a lot of those moments arising, and I feel I should spare you...

(hint hint- if you head over to facebook, Barb has made an announcement!!!!)

Now entering...

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...the picky eater stage! Enough to drive a mother craaaazzzy. Especially one whose child has never-ever been picky. Broccoli, bring it on. Broccoli's pigmentless cousin (aka cauliflower), umm-hmm. Mango, yup. Pasta, absolutely. Turkey, beef, chicken, delicious. Pears, peaches, bananas, of course!

Let us preview the previously scrumptious dinner menu offered this week.

Monday: Spaghetti, peas and carrots, Cheddar Rice Quakes, water

Tuesday: Boca burger, strips of American cheese, peas and carrots, Cheddar Rice Quakes, water

Wednesday: Boca Burger (keep trying right?) Cottage cheese, Sweet Potato Gerber Puffs, water

What you ask, has actually been consumed?

Monday: Rice quakes

Tuesday: cheese, peas (one night and one night only!)

Wednesday: cottage cheese

The consistent hit: good ol' H2O.

It's gonna be a bumpy ride.

Today's post is sponsored by

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The letter B and the number 10 thanks to Cheryl (click her for her H sponsored post) over at Twinfatuation (and click here to spend hours reading her creative and clever ever entertaining blog.)

10) Bulletin Boards- I can't seem to walk by one anywhere (yes, even the one that always proves to be useless at the grocery store) Super duper excited to put up some of my own at school!

9) Bins- Organizing makes my happy. Really happy.

8) the Beatles. Namely John Lennon- Just Imagine!

7) Blogs- really slightly addicted. I admit it.

6) Blankets- especially fuzzy warm ones to cuddle up with on snowy evenings such as this

5) Belly laughs. I swear I've read that laughing burns more calories than some type of exercise. That's my story and I'm sticking to it.

If this doesn't get you chuckling- nothing will. Ever.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5P6UU6m3cqk
(Come on click it- you know you want to! We'll wait.)

4) Books of any sort, but children's books abound.

3) Beaches (who doesn't?)

2) Baby body parts (double points?)

and number one- have you guessed yet?

the Booger!

***Disclaimer: I could have gone the cheater, cheater pumpkin eater route and started everything with baby... or booger...

He's ready for his close up!

2009-01-07T20:21:00.003-05:00

I have enjoyed this week already so much. I get to get up, go to work, get my boy, come home and....wait for it... stay home! And love and play with my boy. Oh, how terrific.

I still have a thousand and two things running through my head to do, but for once it's okay that I take my time about it. After all, it is still the first week. My wonderful husband and parents helped to give my room a much needed revamp over the last week and the weekend. It was great to start things off with a clean slate and slightly more organized. Once it's all said and done, I'll post a few pictures. (oh and once I rehang what has already been stripped off the wall by my busier students..)

Right now, I'm reveling in the much anticipated time with the sweetest boy in the universe.

I get to spend all my weekends with that smile!

Starting the new year off right...

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1) Get comfy

2) Press play

3) Lay back

4) Imagine yourself in your choice of beach attire, lounging on the beach, with your choice of beverage near by

5) Add in any other necessary items to obtain a wonderfully relaxing fantasy getaway. (Be it your beloved family or a tag along babysitter to corral the wild ones...)

6) Enjoy

7) Repeat to obtain desired state of relaxation. May be repeated multiple times daily.

No sound machine can recreate the relaxing feeling that goes along with real waves. Really gotta move to the beach...

1st Chritmas!!

2008-12-27T20:33:00.004-05:00

I cannot believe that the Booger's 1st Christmas has come and gone! I have a whole post-ful of 1sts he's mastered lately as he ridiculously quickly approaches his 1st birthday! Still working on wrapping my head around that...

1st and foremost though... the joys of his 1st Christmas. Amidst teasing from his daddy and his uncle, I helped a very distracted, uninterested, impatient baby go through his stocking and unwrap his gifts. Note to self: practice opening gifts this month, so he can open his birthday presents... He was surrounded by his cousins' easily accessible, conveniently unwrapped toys, so really- why bother with all that work unwrapping? Come on, Mom!

He did well going through his stocking in the beginning- he got the idea of reaching in and pulling things out. Alas, after he found a couple fun board books, and I wouldn't let him eat the animal crackers, he was over it. So we moved on- the result:

Make a Smilebox scrapbook

Favorite Florida Fotos!

2008-12-27T20:18:00.004-05:00

We had a wonderful time and were terribly unhappy to return to snowy, cold Michigan. Especially when we noticed the snow halfway up our fence and had to literally dig our way in! *Insert sobs here*

I have an exorbitant amount of pictures to share from Florida, so I thought I would start with a few of my favorites. I'll share more after I spend what I am sure will be hours with Smilebox!

Look at those teeth!

This is one of the few happy moments in the sand!

Two for Twosday

2008-12-16T09:11:00.003-05:00

Lucky treat! (Or maybe not..)
A picture of the Booger and I.
In ....Panama City Beach Florida! Woohoo

Don't mind the sleeve o' drool.. he was getting hungry and apparently my sleeve seemed delicious.

We arrived yesterday after a long overnight drive. He did so well, but was absolutely ready to be out of his seat by the time we approached the strip. After we settled in and ate lunch, we went for a drive to see what there was to see. We have lots to do on our list, but decided to stop at a fun outdoor mall, and just wandered and chatted with the nicest people- all of whom the baby had to wave at.

He's napping now, (he's a little tired since he woke up at 4:30) then we are off to wave at more friendly Florida folks.

Don't forget to stop by Deanne's for other Two-fers! Happy Tuesday!

Baby Picture Sundays

2008-12-14T09:35:00.003-05:00

This week's Baby Picture Sunday theme is Peace on Earth. Nothing makes me feel more peaceful than cuddling up with my boys. Here are some of my favorites.

Stop by Debi's for some more peaceful pics!

Cuddling right away, only a few minutes old.

Warm and cozy after a bath.

Cuddled up in his seat.

Cuddled up with daddy.

Smiley Joe

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This is the best thing to come home to every night. And I am very much looking forward to having both of my boys to myself for 6 whole days in sunny, beautiful Florida! Picture these huge smiles on my face right now too. (These are so much cuter though, I thought you'd enjoy them more.)

Check out those chompers!

He hasn't let me get a picture of his teeth- and I got two in one night!

And the famous nose scrunch- also hard to capture

He's gonna be fighting them off with a stick!

Ahh, *contented sigh* that's all I am thinking right now. All is right with my world. (I'll return to conquering all things wrong in the rest of the world later...) My bachelor's degree is officially completed as of 3:00 tomorrow, I have a signed teaching contract, and great people to work with after Christmas break, and the best boys in the whole world here with me. Can it get any better? The great thing is, I know it can, and I am so looking forward to it.

Thanks so much to my wonderful husband who has helped and supported and put up with me over the last thousand years while I've been in school and juggling school, work and being a wife. He's been patient and sweet, and somehow did not strangle me in my sleep. Not that he didn't have plenty of opportunities- I often fall asleep first!

Of course, thanks rightly go to the rest of my family too. I am lucky to have supportive, loving parents who often reminded me that I was doing well, and there was an end in sight, especially when it really didn't seem like it. My sister offered lots of advice and help from her own experience along the way. And my big brothers- one of whom started school after I did, and somehow managed to finish first. Mom and Dad raised us well and we all look out for and cheer for one another.

I hope all is just as terrific for the rest of you, especially going into the holidays. If not- just remember you get to look at the sweet smiles of your little loved ones (even the furry ones), and bask in that wonderfulness for a few minutes.

Stay tuned for some warm sunshiney pictures. We'll wish you were there!

Two for Twosday

2008-12-09T08:00:00.000-05:00

A boy and his monkey...

Poor thing- just along for the ride.

Be sure to check out Deanna's blog and all the other Two-fers.

And now for the fun stuff

2008-12-08T10:32:00.000-05:00

Now for some Booger updates, I know you’re really waiting for those.

The rough spots, at the moment, he is getting over an ucky virus. The poor thing ran a fever for a couple days. His daddy has been taking great care of him, the poor boys have been cooped up in the house from Wednesday to Saturday. Despite all of this, he was a pretty pleasant baby. Lots of cuddling, sleeping, and tylenol and not much eating or playing.

On the bright side, the rash he has had under his chin and on his neck was diagnosed as eczema, but with lotion and a prescription cream, has cleared up beautifully. His little neck looks so sweet and soft now.

And on the fun side, he is learning and doing more and more every minute! It is so much fun, and just so amazing all of the little things that make up this terrific little person.
Let me list the ways…

1. He gives kisses on demand. Even to his monkey. (Thanks Grandma!)

2. He will blow kisses to Daddy if Mommy lets him use her hand. (This is super cute, but yet to be caught on camera).

3. He has attempted to stand on his own a few times- with a few brief moments of success.

4. He is cruising along furniture like there’s no tomorrow.

5. He is talking up a storm and signing ‘more’ and ‘what’

6. He scrunches up his nose when he thinks something is funny.
**See below for #' s 5 and 6

7. He understands everything you say to him-we’ll see how long that skill lasts.

8. He feeds himself, and loves just about everything. He is our son after all, why wouldn’t he love to eat?

9. He thinks it is hilarious when you make monkey and cow noises (not simultaneously, but I imagine that would be a hit too).

10. He insists on wriggling around on his changing table until he has thrown every toy and has his hands on the nose drops….maybe he knows as long as he has them I can’t use them against him…

11. He drinks out of his sippy cup, if we hold it.

12. Yet… he holds his own bottle.

13. He knows how to play peek a boo and will do so with any object that he can- baby gate, door, hands, walls, books.

14. He is super cute!

Celebrate good times!

2008-12-07T10:30:00.000-05:00

A few non-Booger updates from the rest of our daily lives. I am finished with my undergrad work!!! It has kept me busy, getting things finished up and turned in, but what a relief! The semester is over next Thursday, graduation is Saturday. I will officially have my Bachelor’s degree. Woohoo!

And to celebrate… we’re going on vacation. Okay, not really for graduation, but the timing is perfect! Let me fill you in. My husband is a wonderful, hardworking, great- at –his- job type of employee and it paid off. He managed to get employee of the year, and we are lucky enough that this is the first year they are paying for a trip to Florida.

Let me remind you- We are not ‘lucky’ like win the lotto lucky, we do not go on vacation. We work hard, but are usually just rewarded with the regular old paycheck and inner satisfaction. So how excited are we!! We got to choose our hotel, and settled on the Sugar Sands Hotel. It is right on the gulf, and there are many things close by that will be fun for all of us. And best of all- neither one of us has to worry about work or school for 6 nights, 7 days. Zippedee doo. In nearly 8 years the only times we have been on vacation together were our honeymoon, and a trip to Traverse City with my sister and BIL.
Lots of pictures will be taken and lots of rays will be soaked up. For now… the count down is on! 7 days and the clock is ticking!