Wednesday, April 30, 2008
Monday, April 28, 2008
This is the tire by the passenger side. On the other side, the tires were a lot deeper, but I didn't want to wallow in the mud to get a picture. My brother, my son, and I jumped ship and started eating lunch while John got the truck out. We had some yard trash in the back of the truck that he put around the tires for traction, so it didn't take too long to get out. Oh, and he turned on the four-wheel drive.
The picture doesn't at all demonstrate how muddy the truck was. When John drove up to our picnic blanket, I almost choked on my turkey sandwich I was laughing so hard!
Here's my brother examining the ruts we made. It's hard to tell, but they were pretty deep. Sorry Mom and Dad. It's all the turtles' fault.
After the great stuck in a rut adventure, I put my boy in his front carrier and went on a farm exploring excursion with my little brother, Sawyer. Sawyer and I had fun, but it put Colter to sleep--not that you can tell from this picture, but he was somehow sleeping soundly hanging from a carrier as I was walking up and down hills, stepping over rocks and limbs, trying not to fall in the mud, etc. Too bad he doesn't sleep as soundly in the comfort of his crib!
Friday, April 25, 2008
Here he is when a branch from a bush was blown into his space. When the branch brushed the back of his head, his mouth dropped open, and he quickly backed away! Pretty amusing.
Now he is refusing to even acknowledge that I've got the camera. He's not going to look at me and smile! I abandoned him in the evil grass.
He's starting to look more concerned. Maybe grass really is scary.
Yep it's scary! Time to put the camera away. No smiles for this photo shoot!
Everything is so pretty in the spring!
Even the despised dandelions are pretty! I'm sorry, John. I know you've suffered greatly in your battle with the Dandelions of our Yard, but I kinda like them. They're spunky. I hope you can forgive me for taking this puffball's picture instead of ripping it from it's roots, dousing it with gasoline, and setting it ablaze.
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Thursday, April 24, 2008
Apparently, my family lives in a neighborhood of dog-lovers. Either that or a neighborhood of deaf people. Almost everyone on our street has a howling, barking, yipping, dog (or three) in their backyard except for us. When the weather warms up each spring, the barking is even more annoying for awhile because our windows are open, and we are outside more. It would be nice to hear the breeze blowing through the trees and the sounds of birds chirping through our open windows, but instead of those nice springtime sounds, we get to listen to howls, yips, and woofs of the neighborhood barking chain. When we go outside to do yard work, or just enjoy the warm weather, we get barked at as if we are intruders. The dogs all come to the fence and start growling, snarling, barking, etc. like a gang of Cujos. I wonder what it would be like to be able to enjoy our own backyard without needing earplugs?
I am SICK of the barking dogs! I am tired of waking up at four o'clock in the morning to canines serenading one another. I am frustrated that I can't take my baby to MY OWN garden without my neighbor's German Shepherds and black lab scaring him! Are my darling husband and I the only people in the world who think it is rude and inconsiderate to allow one's dogs to bark ALL the time (specifically at night)? Dogs CAN be taught not to bark. Water hoses work wonders. I'm sure that dog whisperer guy could take care of it in no time.
Really, I think most of the dogs would be relatively well-behaved, but the black lab behind out house just can't keep her big mouth shut. She's like the Rosie O'Donnell of the dog world. When she barks, all the rest of the dogs in the neighborhood answer. She's the ring-leader. Or bark-leader I should say. I'm excited about something though. She's dug a hole under the fence from her yard to ours. I'm not sure if you can see it or not from the picture, but it's getting bigger! She can fit her whole head through now.
I don't think the lab's owners have noticed this hole. Is it wrong of me not to tell them? Is it wrong to hope she escapes and moves into another neighborhood? Or finds her way to the highway? That's awful! I don't really mean it! Really...
Anyway, I don't know why the dogs are bothering me so much this spring. Maybe I sleep lighter because of my new mommy radar. Maybe it's because I'm home during the day now, and I never knew how much they bark ALL DAY LONG. The howling dogs have always kept John up a lot though--he's a really light sleeper. He's had dreams of going on a rampage with a shot-gun, but since we only have a BB gun, I think the dogs are safe.
It's not that I don't like dogs--I do--or at least I used to. It's inevitable that I will have a dog someday too, since practically every little kid ends up wanting their own pooch for their parents to take care of. I just don't think this country's forefathers meant for the first amendment to apply to canines, and I wish my neighbors would be considerate enough to make their dogs BE QUIET in the middle of the night. All you dog lovers out there don't need to worry. I'm not going to go crazy and hire a hit man to oust any puppies. I'm not going to sneak out in the middle of the night and remove any vocal cords. I'm not even going to let all the dogs out of their fences and hope they get sent to the pound. I might buy seventeen roosters and an elephant to make noise in my back yard to see how the neighbors like that! Not really. I'm just going to complain on my blog. I'm done now though. Have a nice day!
Wednesday, April 23, 2008
Monday, April 21, 2008
Moment number 2: Saturday when my husband wanted a frozen pizza for lunch, I kindly asked him if he wanted me to stick his oven in the pizza for him.
Moment number 3: Saturday night my family went to a teacher appreciation dinner that one of my math teacher husband's students invited us to. We got an invitation quite awhile back showing that the party would have a "camp-out" theme. Hmm...Camp-out...people camp outside...right? One might need a jacket at an April camp-out...right? I brought a jacket of course...wrong.
Moment number 4: Sunday afternoon while I was making some B.L.T. dip I somehow managed to fling the mayonnaise lid across the room, and a blob of mayo ended up on the floor behind our 55 gallon aquarium. I'm going to have to learn some acrobatic maneuvers to get it cleaned up before it attracts rodents.
Moment number 5: Sunday night, when my sweet boy (who is a co-sleeper at heart, but his mean old parents make him sleep in his crib most of the night) was crying for his mommy, Mommy went to his rescue. I groped around in the dark for his precious pacifier and stuck in it his mouth. He was still crying. What was the matter? FYI-Pacifiers work well when stuck in baby's mouth. Not so well when inserted in baby's ear.
PS: I share these moments to show how my new blogging addiction is causing sleep deprivation.
PPS: I didn't really stick Colter's pacifier in his ear. I just tried too. Repeatedly. He still can hear just fine though. Promise.
PPPS: We don't have rodents. As far as I know.
PPPPS: How long can I PS? A former English teacher should know that.
Sunday, April 20, 2008
Friday, April 18, 2008
He has some cousins on the other side of the family too, but I don't have a picture of all of them together! I'm going to have to get on that.
Here's a picture of Colter and his almost cousin, Riley, looking out the window this week. Now that it has warmed up, that's Colter's new favorite pastime. He blows raspberries on the glass until streams of drool puddle on the floor.
No cousins or siblings in this picture, but it's too adorable not to share.
Have a great weekend!
Thursday, April 17, 2008
Only crumbs! I ate it all! I did share a few pieces with a friend, but I ate almost the whole bag! I did go for a nice long walk at the park though and made myself walk in the direction that meant I had to push the stroller up a giant hill instead of down. Maybe that burned enough calories to make up for the Poppycock. Probably not. Oh well. It was worth it. Poppycock is delectable, but I'm afraid to go back to Walgreen's. I don't think I'd be able to avoid buying more!
Yesterday was a gorgeous spring day! Colter and I were at the park for three hours enjoying the almost eighty degree weather. I broke out the sunscreen to protect my baby's precious skin, I brought him a hat and attempted to keep it on his head, and I even brought him a pair of sunglasses even though I know he won't wear them until he's older. Maybe if I put them on repeatedly, he will decide they're okay.
This is what he did with the sunglasses.
At least they entertained him. He was well protected from the sun, but someone wasn't! I am such a genius, that I slathered my boy with sunscreen but didn't bother to put any on myself. My nose is a lovely shade of pink, and I'm going to have a very attractive farmer's tan. I guess I got my vitamin D for the day!
Wednesday, April 16, 2008
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Monday, April 14, 2008
1. Jesus Christ is my savior. "For God so loved the world that he gave his one and only Son, that whoever believes in him shall not perish but have eternal life." John 3:16 I am so grateful for the life the Lord has blessed me with, and I long for my relationship with Christ to continue to grow for the rest of my days.
2. It took me 24 years to get out of school. Not because I'm dumb, but because I taught high school English before I became a stay-at-home-mom. Two years of preschool+13 years of public education+four years of college+one year of graduate school (haven't finished that yet, by the way)+four years of teaching=24 years. That's A LOT of school. :)
3. I'm a chocoholic. If there's chocolate within 17 and a half feet of me, I find it. Then I eat it. Then I destroy all evidence.
4. If you haven't noticed yet, I'm a little silly. Sometimes I find things funny that no one else seems to find amusing, and I laugh. And laugh. And can't stop!
5. I'm the oldest of five kids, so I'm also a little bossy. Just a little. Actually, I don't like to think of myself as bossy. I'm just responsible and like for things to get done. I'm also very good at directing others. That doesn't mean I'm bossy--does it?
6. I ran/walked/trudged 3.2 miles today, and I thought my lungs were going to burst, my knee was going to give out, and I was going to die. I didn't. We'll see if I can get out of bed in the morning though.
7. I'm totally copying off Stephanie with this one. She took a test to see what punctuation mark she was, so I did the same thing. I'm even the same punctuation she is. Weird. I am a question mark. I'm not sure what that means exactly or how accurate that test was, but it's good to know. Just in case anyone ever asks. If you would like to know what punctuation mark you are go to the link below.
|You Are a Question Mark|
And while you know a lot, you don't act like a know it all. You're open to learning you're wrong.
You ask a lot of questions, collect a lot of data, and always dig deep to find out more.
You're naturally curious and inquisitive. You jump to ask a question when the opportunity arises.
Your friends see you as interesting, insightful, and thought provoking.
(But they're not always up for the intense inquisitions that you love!)
You excel in: Higher education
You get along best with: The Comma
Now it's my turn to tag! I'm new to the wonderful world of blogs, so I hope I don't tag anyone who has been tagged before. If I do, I'm sorry. I don't think there is a bad luck for seven years clause if you don't play, so just ignore me. If you want to play, here are the rules.
1) Link to your tagger and post these rules on your blog
2) Share 7 facts about yourself on your blog, some random, some weird.
3) Tag 7 people at the end of your post by leaving their names as well as links to their blogs.
4) Let them know they are tagged by leaving a comment on their blog.
I am tagging two of my bestest ever friends, Rachel and Gina.
Some lovely ladies I've came across while participating in Favorite Foto Friday:
Heidi, the author of Butterflies and Mudpies, a blog I've enjoyed reading and looking at adorable pictures!
Jennifer, from It's All About Them. She's cracked me up on several different occasions!
Kelly, the author of Aroma of Joy. She had the craziest trip to Mexico ever!
Some ladies I've just came across. I don't even know how, now, but something about their blogs kept me coming back. :)
Motherhood for Dummies--she lives in ALASKA. I want to go there SO BAD. Not live there necessarily, but go there.
And not-your-regular-mini-van-mom. Isn't that the best name? She does drive a mini-van though. :)
Friday, April 11, 2008
I don't know why the blocks are only for ages three and up. Anybody know? I guess if Colter decided to throw them, it wouldn't feel good, but don't three-year-olds throw things too? They're probably tainted with lead paint that's only safe for those over three or something weird like that.
Anyway, since there isn't a FFF theme this week, here's a Favorite Video Friday for your enjoyment.
Thursday, April 10, 2008
Wednesday, April 9, 2008
While reading my friend Rachel's blog (Rachel really is wonderful, super-hot, intelligent, and magnificent) I found out about a photo contest that some lady with quads is having. To enter your supposed to "dump" out your camera, select your favorite photo, and e-mail it to her. The pictures I dumped last week are still on my card, so I've already posted the picture I entered. I love this messy boy.
There were some other pictures of my boy (in the blue) and his buddy, Carter. These two are only 11 days apart. When Carter was born, he was a giant 10 pound 3 ounce (something like that) baby. Colter was 8 pounds 2 ounces, but he's caught up now, hasn't he? What's with that silly face?
Colter didn't know what to think of his company! He's not used to sharing his toys or his mommy.
I didn't get very many successful pictures of these guys. It's hard to get two babies to smile at the same time! They were more interested in trying to get to me and the camera, so I got several blurry, weird angle shots. There's that goofy face again!
Here's the weird, face-distorting, backing-away angle a few months ago...
and again! There not high quality shots, but they're funny!
Monday, April 7, 2008
We're trapped. If we try to escape, he'll turn on us. He pushed his own brother into a fish aquarium, shattering it into thousands of tiny pieces, so what might the killer do to my husband and I? He has already slashed the screens in our windows, destroyed the paint on our car, and had the audacity to relieve himself in our home as if threatening us in some sickening way to take action against his reign of terror.
Meet Pancake the cat...
Mass murderer of mice. Killer of rabbits.
Enemy to the small, furry, and feathered.
Friday, April 4, 2008
I feel sorry for the teachers on lunch duty when Colter is in high school, because he's already starting food fights! Well, I guess it's actually more of a spoon fight. I don't know what age babies generally decide that they want to feed themselves, but Colter has decided that it's nine and a half months. He has been INSISTING that he get to take charge of the spoon at dinner time. On Wednesday after he had taken the spoon from me, I was holding his mixed veggies pretty close and he suddenly dipped his spoon in and put a big bite in his mouth. He got it perfect on the first try! When he tried again though, he completely missed the food and put an empty spoon in his mouth. Funny stuff!
Are you sure I should be doing this, Mom?
Aww, man. I forgot to get stain remover at the store this morning. I have a feeling I'm going to be doing a lot more laundry.
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