Busy busy busy

Well hi! Were you wondering if I was still around? We've just been a little busy spending time as a family and enjoying the rainy weather (which has now turned to cooler sunny weather - by cooler I mean high in the 80's...). Anyway, just thought I'd share a few snapshots of what's been up.

 

When it rains, Milo puts two pillows down by the back door - one for him and one for me. We lay on our tummies, kick our legs, and watch the rain

We let Milo watch part of Charlotte's Web yesterday, and he made himself quite comfy on his daddy. He had been sitting on my lap, but I had to get up for tissues multiple times since I wept through the last 20 minutes or so. Whatever.

Milo loves to eat Cheerios with milk for breakfast. He eats them until they're just too soggy, then takes the yucky ones out, puts them in the cupholder on his tray, and drinks the milk straight from the bowl.

Milo with his two friends - Ellyellyellyelly (Eliora) and Zezra (Ezra). Look at Eliora. She's grinning because she finally talked the two boys into sitting right next to her.

Milo woke up this morning telling me, "Hep Daddy." Last night Nate was working on putting together a pergola-type booth for the back porch. I gave Milo his little drill so he could go out (in his pjs) and "help" him. He was so proud of himself and couldn't slow down long enough for me to get a really good picture, so this will have to do.

Purl Soho

As you've probably figured out by now, I'm a knitter. I've always enjoyed it, and the older I get, the more time I spend doing it. But I've realized it's serious business lately as I've become a yarn ogler. It's true. I've spent an obscene amount of time lately at the Purl Soho online store, and I'm warning you, only click on that link if you're prepared to be sucked in. I've never considered paying more for one skein of yarn than a piece of clothing until lately. Lucky for Nate, I'm being respectful of our checkbook and ogling only. But just for fun, I made you a rainbow of some of the colors and yarns I've been dreaming about.

Brooklyn Tweed Shelter - Long Johns

Koigu Wool Designs (KPPPM) - p601 (110)

Jade Sapphire Zageo 6 ply Cashmere - Charlie Brown

Anzula Squishy - Grace

Madelinetosh Tosh Merino - Jade

Madelinetosh Tosh Merino DK - Robin's Egg 

Manos del Uruguay Maxima - Ultramarine 

Cascade Yarns Cascade 220 - 7811 Purple Jewel Heather

Manos del Uruguay Maxima - French Press

Well, there you have it. A bit of squishy yarn goodness. May your dreams be as cozy as mine.

Snuggly love

There are few things more touching to me than the snuggly love a little boy has for his daddy.

Little boy feet. So cute.

Lasagna = love

Ever realize how spoiled you are? Yeah, I'm there today. Yesterday my mom brought Milo and I half a pan of lasagna. We ate it for dinner... And then I ate it at midnight when I was wide awake (never, never, never drink a cup of coffee after noon)... And then we finished it all off at lunch today. Milo ate half of a piece, then asked me for more, and cried when I put it in the microwave because he wasn't getting it fast enough. Then he ate the rest of a giant piece and half of mine. We are some carb-loving people around here, and if you've never tasted my mom's lasagna, you are sadly missing out. I'd rather eat it than ice cream, and that is some serious business.

Lasagna aftermath

You know that feeling you get when you've eaten a little too much and just want to go to sleep?

And then there's the fact that I spend my days with these two. It really doesn't get any better.

Have you ever seen such a cute pair?

Just in case you forgot what a little BOY Milo is.

A sweet little boy, though...

And here's an innocent face to end it.

 

Preston to Paisley

Remember the sports-themed nursery Nate painted for little Preston? If not, here's a recap...

 

 

Only problem? Preston actually ended up to be Paisley. Woops! That almost never happens in this modern day of ultrasounds and technology (I think Paisley's parents told Nate they had 4 ultrasounds. WOW!). Anyway, Nate was faced with turning the above photo into a girly paradise, but without repainting the entire room. Here's what he came up with:

 

 

Pretty impressive, eh? That's why he does these things and not I. He took this corner...

 

 

And made it this corner...

 

 

I'm pretty amazed with the final results and beyond proud of him (as I usually am). Check out Imaginary Spaces on Facebook if you're interested in seeing more of his work.

 

Heart full of mush

So I was just thinking today about how spoiled rotten I am with my two boys. Maybe I'm just feeling sentimental since I tried to read Love You Forever to Milo (We got three pages into it before I was crying so hard we had to stop. What sadist even offers this book as an option to read to your children? I'm setting it aside to read to myself the next time I need a good cry.) Anyway, just thought I'd tell you a few things I'm especially grateful for today.

Things I love about Milo:
1. He's been thinking so much about his pony ride that he tells just about anyone he sees, "Hawse." Nothing else. Just "hawse."
2. He calls Bella "Blehhh," sticking his tongue out while he does it.
3. He says words  like "llama" on the first try, but won't say simple things like "cat" or "dog." Guess he just likes a challenge?
4. At night, he prays for Yahweh to "hep" everyone (and thing) he can think of before he goes to sleep. Chances are, if you're reading this, you're on the list. He's very thorough.
5. He wants to be just like his daddy these days, imitating the little things he does and says like clockwork, including the hocking a loogie sound during toothbrushing, making buffalo horns on his head with his fingers, and the way he laughs and slaps the table.

Things I love about Nate:
1. He tickles Milo until I'm sure he pees, and he gets a laugh out of him that nobody else can seem to.
2. He spends time talking to me before he does anything else when he gets home every day, and tickles me until I almost pee...
3. He makes me laugh non-stop, and says ridiculous things like, "You got jokes, shinypants?"
4. He hates to spank Milo. He does it, but he hates to. He'd always rather show mercy, and I love that so much.
5. He is the number one most incredible husband and daddy on the planet.

So there. A big fat bunch of moosh to welcome in the weekend. And a little video to go with it. Milo making the buffalo horns as he looks at a buffalo... I didn't even have to add music this time, as the soundtrack from the pot-belly pig races in the background is exciting enough (I kid you not). Enjoy!

Petting zoos and pony rides

We took Milo to the Forest Festival last night, and I think we made the entire month of September for him. He frolicked through the petting zoo, rode a high-speed carousel (I wasn't sure I'd make it a step without falling down afterward), and to top it all off, took a pony ride, from which he emerged saying, "hawse" like a true southern gentleman. He was so serious, taking it all in, and Nate mentioned how proud his dad would be of how Milo just rode that horse like a pro. Yay, Forest Festival!