Slowing Down...

See that?  Yes...that little hand print?  Don't call in Merry Maids just yet.  I want it there.  I like it there.  That's my reminder to slow down.  Don't sweat the small stuff.  Enjoy the little things.  Don't freak out if things aren't exactly how I like them...neat, tidy, clean as a whistle.

That little hand print won't always be on my front door.  Or on my mirror.  Or on my oven.  That little hand print won't even always live in this house.  So for now, I'm going to leave that little hand print on my front door and smile when I pass by it.  Cause I love that little hand print.  That growing hand print that was once so tiny, now it's the hand print of a growing little boy. 

And you know what, if someone comes by and they snark at my dirty front door, well...shame on them.  Cause I like my smudged front door.  It's the sign of a momma that's playing with her child, that's embracing this time together.  He won't be little forever. 

This time last year...



6 months



This time last year he was 6 months old.

How is he 18 months old???

Where did the time go?

We were just getting used to cereal and butternut squash.

He was nursing 3 times and having 2-3 bottles of pumped breastmilk at school. 

He had 2 naps at school and 1 on the way home from school.

I nursed him to sleep.

I can't even remember if he slept all night.



18 months



Boy how things change in a year.

Tonight he had pizza and pigs in a blanket and peas.  Random- I know.

I did my best to get the veggies in!

He takes 1 nap a day.

He walks in and out of school, holding my hand.

{except when I carry him because I want him to still be little}

We have funny conversations.

We laugh together.

He's my little side kick.

He loves his daddy.

The baby times were good, but toddler times, they are a BLAST!

I can't wait to see what other fun changes are in store for next year.

Funny Face

He's got so many faces. So much personality.  So much happiness.  So much love. 

 But this face, this face is my current favorite. 

That's jelly on his face from his 2nd ever Peanut Butter & Jelly Sandwich.

He liked #2 better than #1. 

What he likes better than PB&J...is Peanut Butter & Banana...

just like his momma!

I didn't get a picture of that though.  It disappeared too fast!

Happy Monday Y'all.

Sorry for the absence in blogging.  I'll do better.

For the Memory Book

I'm going to start documenting these little funnies- just because- I don't ever want to forget them.

Funny 1:

We were leaving school yesterday and as we were walking out the door, a teacher said "Bye Easton".  I, like always, say 'say bye bye Easton'  and I repeat bye, bye.  Well, we got out the door and he went 'byyyyye' just like a country boy!  It was so funny!  I busted out laughing.  I said 'Easton you are so funny' then he started laughing too.  Good times.

Funny 2:

For some time now me and Easton have been secretly giving each other Butterfly kisses...while no one else is around.  I want it to be OUR thing.  I tell him, 'don't you give anyone else butterfly kisses but mommy- do you understand me?'  He says 'mmmhmmm...'  Well, yesterday, when we got home, Lance is in the bed {with a kidney stone} and Easton gets up in the bed with him.  Well, I'll have you know that boy leaned in and gave his daddy a butterfly kiss.  MY butterfly kiss.  I thought I was going to die right there on the spot.  Lance said 'Boo, watch' and I'll be darn---or John Brown like Ganny says- if he didn't give him another.  I flew in there like a hawk and I said 'Easton, don't you give Daddy my butterfly kisses' They made eyes at each other and did it again. I was floored.  How could MY boy give away MY kisses.  Well...now it's a game.  Daddy will ask for a butterfly kiss, Easton will cut his eyes and look at me, I'll tell him 'don't you dare' and he runs over and gives Lance a butterfly kiss.  Then I'll ask for one, Lance will tell him not too and he'll cut his eyes at Lance and make a b-line for my eye lashes.  Sweet baby.  He puts his hands ever so gentle on your face and leans in to you to bat eye lashes with you.  There's no one I'd rather share my butterfly kisses with than with his daddy.  I'll let those slide. 

NOTE: Now- just because I've let you all in on our little butterfly secret, please DO NOT ask to have Easton's butterfly kisses.  Cause, he'll give em.  And he thinks it's quite funny....but, some things I'd like to have just for us.  And...he's mine...so I can do that.  And...those lips are MINE too...so if you must ask for a kiss, kindly turn your head so he kisses your cheek and not his mouth.  Thankyouverymuch! 

{All this said in the kindest, most humorous way, as to  not offend anyone.}

Yes, Kirby still exists...

I thought it would be nice to show some pictures of my first love...other than Lance, that is.

She's still got it  made in the shade...or sun.  She likes to find her a sunny spot and park it.

All sister wants is a little peace every now and then.

Please Kirbs, don't let us disturb you!

She IS quite a saint!  Even is she is needy every now and then!

Bless her!



Bubbles

The Boy loves some bubbles.

He thinks he's big because he's learned to turn them on all by himself.

That big yellow button on the front is an easy push on/off and gets the bubbles going.

He likes to lean down over the top of it as close as he can get.

Then, he'll get bubbles in his eyes...he'll look up and say "eye" to let you know.

Smart boy.

I like that picture on the top right.

I sit right there on his left in the afternoons when we're on the deck.

It's HOT outside and I can still feel the a/c when I sit there.

He'll come over and motion for me to scoot and he sits beside me.

He like's to sit by me.  He thinks he's big when we sit on the threshold together.

Seriously, I LOVE THIS KID!



Bath Time

Really...does it get any cuter than this????

Eye lashes wet from the water pouring over his face like a waterfall, a little naked hiney trying to squirm from his hooded towel that will one day {to soon} be a super hero's cape, pruney toes and a fresh smelling Johnson & Johnson baby shampoo'd head...this is as close to heaven on earth as it gets. 

Bath on the deck

Sometimes we have too much fun outside, to come inside...

So we just eat supper AND take a bath on the deck!

Clean up's a breeze!



Jibber Jabber...

So, I thought it would be fun to compile a list of words that Easton can say...you know, for the baby book...oh...wait...there's not one...right...proceed...

So, here goes the words...and translations...

daddy, mommy, eat, bath, bed, row row {as in row, row, row your boat}, out, off, car, truck, big truck, diaper, papa, Ali, Bob Bob, GG {sounds more like geeg}, bumbaba {bumble bee---in reference to the bumble bee song}, up, Chris {pronounced kish}, bye bye, hi, sing {swing}, side {outside}, poop, duck, baby, bik {book}, ball, baa-ba {baseball}, bat, bee, hot, wow, whoa, nana {banana}, wa wa {water or milk}, ta tu {thank you}, ra ra {passi- I'm not sure where ra ra came from---but I think it's cute}. 

I'm sure there's more but that's what I can think of right now.  It's really funny having conversations now.  He really understands what we're saying and can communicate in his own little way.  We had a conversation on the way home from school the other day that had me in stitches.  It might have been our very first 'conversation'. 

Easton: side?

Me: yes,  you were outside.  your friends are outside playing at school.  we'll play outside when we get home.

E: car?

M: yes, we can play with your car when we get home.

E: vrrrm, vrrrrrm

M: that's right buddy, the car does go vrrrrm, vrrrrrrm.

E: daddy?

M:  daddy's at work.  but he'll be home soon after we get home

E: ooohhh

M: easton, you are so smart! 

E: mmmhmmmm

M: and funny

E: hahahahaha!  {no joke, started laughing just like he knew laughter = funny!}

Oh that boy.  He cracks me up!  So much fun to have a conversation with a little person. 

Also, he knows that

cows say moooooo

dogs say woof woof

cat says meow {with a little bit of a shoulder shrug and a squint}

lion says roooooaaaar

And he can sign the following:

more, water, please & happy- there may be more of those that I just don't pick up on.