Wordless Wednesday

I do believe I see a little bit of Cousin Austin in Jacob.

Mary, Mary quite contrary

How does your garden grow?






My first ripe tomato...


...with many more on the way.

James Robert!!

James Robert. That was my Dad's favorite nickname for Jim. Generally this nickname would be used whenever Jim would fix something in a manner that Dad wouldn't entirely agree with. Dad would wince, hang his head low so we couldn't see him smiling and shake his head in utter disbelief. To which Jim would simply smile back and innocently say "What?" as if he'd done nothing wrong. "James Robert" would be Dad's only reply.

As many of you know, my couch has been in need of some repair. The fabric and cushions are just fine but a spring or something on the bottom busted resulting in sinking almost to the ground when you sit anywhere on the couch. As any good housewife would do, I've nagged and nagged to my handyman husband to PLEASE fix the couch. He did. But as I discovered exactly how he fixed the problem, I find myself wincing, hanging my head low, shaking my head in utter disbelief. And when Jim innocently said "What? I fixed the couch! If I wouldn't have pointed it out you never would have noticed!!" My only reply was "James Robert!"



Yes, the fabric on the back of the couch is CUT COMPLETELY OFF!! Because otherwise "It would have gotten in my way."

Theme

The new theme to my life:

Merry Christmas in July

152 days to go...

Well....That didn't work

We've randomly been trying to spoon feed Jacob. He's still a little shy of the four month mark when doctors give it the okay to start food, but if he's ready, what can it hurt? Although he did not spit the cereal back out, he definately did not swallow it. There it sat. In his mouth. Unsure of what to do with it. Unsure of the taste. Unsure of the texture. But he kept a positive attitude through it all.









Okay, he couldn't smile through all of it. Eventually he wanted that stuff out of his mouth!

A Mother's Love

Discovering that with every child, your heart grows bigger and stronger - that there is no limit to how much or how many people you can love, even though at times you feel as though you could burst - you don't - you just love even more.

My Apologies

Okay, this time its not my fault for the lack of blogging. My precious, once happy, almost sleeping through the night, three month old has becoming a whining, screaming, less-happy, waking up three times during the night, teething three month old.



He chews,



and chews,



and chews



on whatever he can grab hold of and get into his mouth. We've been living on tylenol these days. Jacob for the teething, me for the headaches caused by the screaming baby. Not to mention Bree has finally hit the dreaded terrible two's attitude. Its not bad all the time, but when its bad, its BAAAAD! It doesn't help that she knows she's cute. Discipling can be hard when you're dealing with this...

Fathers Day Trip - Take Two

Last weekend we celebrated our second Father's Day with a surprise day trip.  I told Bree all about it and in her own words she tried her best to tell her dad where we were going:

 

In case you didn't catch that, we traveled to Marblehead Ohio to visit the Prehistoric Forest. This attraction opened in 1953 and is closing forever this fall. All the dinosaurs in the forest are hand carved from styrofoam blocks then coated in a poly resin material to make them weather resisitant. It sounded like too unique to not travel the hour and 32 minutes (or two hours and seven minutes in real time with a two year old and three potty breaks) to see before closing its doors. To enter the prehistoric forest you walk through a volcano filled with fosils and human remains as well as a waterfall. As you exit the volcano its as if you've stepped back in time...

Fathers Day Trip - Take One

Can you guess where we are going? Daddy sure couldn't.

Before and After

Before - My grape vine last summer after being planted.



After - My grape vines yesterday.





Before - My garden as it was on May 14th.



After - A little over a month later on June 17th.

A Letter from Bree

Dear Aunt Andrea,

Remember last summer when Mommy bought me this dress?




Oh how she tortured me by making me wear that old lady dress All. The. Time. And oh how you and Uncle Randy made fun of me all summer long. I tried my best over the winter to grow and grow so it wouldn't fit again this summer but that didn't work. I then tried to sell it in the garage sale but Mommy just pulled it back out. And as if it isn't bad enough having one of those dresses, look what Mommy found at Goodwill...





ANOTHER DRESS!!! Now it doesn't even matter if I stain one or if it gets ripped, there is still going to be a backup to wear. It's going to be a long summer, isn't it??

Help me. Please.

Love,
Bree

Ever have this happen?

You have the melody of a song stuck in your head but you just can't quite remember the words...



I do believe she's trying to sing 'Twinkle Twinkle Little Star."

Aren't they soooo cute???

Things are blooming, flowering and budding away. We're gonna eat good and healthy this summer.






Oh yeah, they're cute too.