Ooooh. Ahhhhh. Yeah, You Might Want to Just Ignore This One.

I think I might dance and giggle. OF COURSE there was a Facebook app that lists a history of my status updates, and now I have brought them here, only slightly edited. To overwhelm your mind. To keep them as mine. ALL MINE. Woah-ha-ha-haaa! Amy If you’re happy and you owe it, hug a Vet!…

Veggie Table

I’ve been trying the participation method of garnering the boys’ interest in veggies. I find them a job to do in hopes that they will want to eat what they helped make. It’s been successful with at least the first bite. I planned some steak and veggie skewers for the grill and thought up the…

Even The Calgon Ran For Cover

Yes, last week was just that scary. If stars could’ve had a role, they would have completely un-aligned. Murphy’s Law nearly bore my namesake. I completely blame the Chiclets – the ones Elijah is pushing through his gums. I’m still waiting to see if the bottom tooth is a new tooth or a piece of…

Cluster Feeding and Flustered Pleading

I think I’m regressing. I dreamed last night about building a really awesome GeoTrax layout. I guess creativity can strike anywhere. What the hay, I went ahead and gave it a shot and it actually was pretty cool.  I barely got it finished before I had to get back to my cluster-feeder. Elijah surprised me…

Eureka! I’ve found my floor!

Here we are, home again, with three merry iterations of Christmas sadly behind us. I’ve finally found enough of my floor to justify stopping to update the blog. It was so fantastic to be around family again for a week. We wish we could always be a part of our ‘village.’ Perhaps some day, everything will…

Christmas Be-cation

Friday evening started our Christmas “be-cation,” as Ian calls it.  I had the car ready to go when Brian arrived home early from work, so we hit the road.  That’s one of Ian’s favorite new phrases, by the way.  He’ll tell me, “No, I do not want to go home.  I just want to hit…

Oh The Places You’ll Go!

A couple nights ago, Ian was wrestling with Brian. At one point Ian’s hand lands on Brian’s backside and Ian stands, frozen. “Oh no Dad, you have poop!” he blurts as he squeezes something.  I glance over and giggle, “No, Ian, that’s just Daddy’s tail bone.” Brian points out that Ian has a tail bone,…

There’s A New Chef in Town

I struggle with thinking of what to cook for dinner. However, when I stumble into a good-looking recipe, I’ll go all-out to make a tasty meal for my guys. Frequently, the boys will poke at it if it appears too healthy or unexciting, or eat whatever part strikes their fancy. One evening, while finishing up…

Domo Arigato

The boys have been absorbing some of my pregnancy struggles.  Isaac has started grunting with the strain of picking toys up. Yesterday evening, I sunk into a chair for a minute to relax while holding a very sad Isaac. I had put my phone on the armrest, but it had vanished.  I asked Ian, who…

Here we go a waffling

Today has been a fairly typical day.  I wake up to Isaac’s sweet voice on my right, going “broom broom BROOM!” I crack an eyelid, wondering as I do every morning in our blacked-out room, to what time they let me sleep.  Isaac is propped up on a pillow driving a monster truck. A few…