April 20, 2008

we're bored

Today is a real lazy Sunday seeing how winter decided to drop on us all over again. The snow is ridiculous and according to my husband, it's "minus retarded outside" That's code for really really cold :) I love him. He always makes life interesting, and has many great entertaining moments. However, since I am still on 'time-out' for dressing up Noah in pink frilly nonsense I shall refrain from sharing those stories until further notice...

Instead I will leave you with some cute pictures of our cute son doing nothing in particular over our snowed-in weekend.


Shortly after this picture was taken, this onesie died a quick and stinky death as Noah's diaper exploded up and out and was just too yucky for Mommy to even try and clean.
I like the angle on this one. For once his head looks like the smallest part of his body.

This is proof of my boredom. It took me nearly 20 minutes to get these babies to balance just right. Ed ruined my fun and eventually knocked over my neato star towers.
He was really excited to finally be getting out of the house. Little did he know it was much less fun outside in the freezing snow and wind. I hope it goes away soon.



April 18, 2008

Now that's talent

My Husband: The master of sleeping anywhere, anytime, any way...



How one can sleep so uncomfortably, I'll never know.

I must have my exact spot on the exact same side of the bed every night. Sure I cuddle with Ed, but only until I'm tired enough to surrender to sleep. Then it's into my spot for me. I also must have my pillow. If Ed tries to switch mine with his... I will know it. I have very sensitive hair follicles, but that's another story.

April 14, 2008

Dead Meat...

is exactly what I'll be when Ed see's these pictures.


This is what happens when you are the only boy at a pink girly party...

April 9, 2008

my baby boy

Surprised? Didn't think so.
Do I ever really post about anything else? Not so much.

So I'm crossing my fingers that the flu bug we have been sooo generously passing back and forth over the last few weeks is finally behind us. I have officially survived my first time being sick while still having to take care of a baby. Whew and I thought I was tired before.
It was touch and go there for awhile but I'm happy to report we all made it through, relatively unscathed. I honestly couldn't have made it without my beautiful, adoring, handsome, loving, strong husband. Who still thought I was beautiful when I was laying half dead on the couch in old sweats with 3 days of Noah's puke all over my shirt and an obvious and total lack of personal hygiene. He's sweet.

Other than our house turning into a hospital ward, life has gone on rather normally. Ed continues to amaze me as he works 2 jobs, goes to school, spends time with his family and still helps me out around the house whenever he can. What a trooper.

Noah is busy growing up way too fast. People always try to guess his age and are almost always 2 months older than he really is. He loves to bounce in his Jolly Jumper and his favorite person is.... of course his Daddy. I could be chopped liver for all he cares when his Dad is around. He only has eyes for him. Sigh. I suppose it makes sense. I am the strict one. I am the grown up one. I am the serious one. He comes to me for the essentials, food, clothing, cleaning and sleep. It sounds reeeeal exciting. Daddy gets all the fun roles, playing, laughing, tickling. Hmm, actually I don't blame him. If given the choice, I wouldn't pick me either :)

I can't believe he's going to be 5 months on Friday! It seems so long, yet so short. Here are a few random pictures I've been meaning to share for awhile now. Enjoy.


All tuckered out from playing with Daddy.. again.


Getting ready to work out with Mommy's head band

Enjoying his naked time, and tummy time too. FINALLY. It was hard for the poor little guy. You try lifting that big head when your little muscles aren't used to anything yet!

Havin' a nap
No idea what's going on here, he's just a cutie.


Giving Daddy some kisses


Yumm, srawberries!

I get this smile whenever I rescue him from the confines of his crib every morning and nap time.

Sitting pretty


A true water baby, lovin' his tubby time.