Blogging On Demand

I wish I would have thought to do this when Jacob was a baby.

I'm currently waiting for my floors to dry, so I'm rather confined to the chair at the moment. I used two rags to slide over here from the other room and I am pretty sure they will be dry in a few hours. There was a lot of water on the floor. I think my mop is broken.

Also, I can't change the channel unless I glide across the floor so I'm watching an infomercial about baseball? And medicine?

ALSO, I should be taking a nap because I have no idea why I am mopping floors with a hangover. I even went to a playdate at 9:30 this morning.

CS and I went out with some friends for dinner, followed by a trip to the bar for karaoke. It was a lot of fun, although I need to remember how much I can drink and stop going over that limit. But it's been about three years since I spent any time at a bar so I don't really have an opportunity to indulge. CS and I did our signature duet, Summer Lovin'. I didn't even have to force him, he filled out the slip and didn't tell me. It's fun to be young, carefree, and employed again!

Jacob did NOT have a good night without me, and I am wavering between being very happy that I was already asleep when CS's parents started texting me about Jacob being up. I am sad for him but I would not have been happy to take care of him, especially if he woke up before 8 AM. As it was, he was awake from 2 until 4 and slept until 9 this morning. Boy wonder is not quite ready for sleepovers at Papa's house.

So instead of laying around, I am washing rugs(someone's neglected dog is PEEING on my carpet, and it's not my dog!), laundry, mopping, and cleaning up. A

Adulthood is lame, ya'll!

Shop Notes

I've been a little bit busy, between working, swim lessons, and making things for my Etsy shop. Here are a few things I've recently listed.

Crayons Rolls. Perfect for back to school!

Market bags for trips to the Farmer's Market. I got a huge bunch of basil this week and finally learned how to make pesto.

Decorative pillows with minky backing. I've not let JBelle see these or I would never get to list them. She loves the minky fabric!

What To Do With Boys: A Lesson

If I had a girl baby, she would be in this dress. I know. I KNOW! It's a problem. I'm sorry, I can't help myself. He's just so willing to do anything I ask. I needed someone to wear it while I pinned the straps in place. He kept saying "cute" after I put it on him and pinned it, that I just had to let him run around for a few minutes.

I'm sure none of this would be happening, nor would I have dresses my brothers like girls, had I gotten my fill as a big sister to a little sister. Ok, I'd probably still do this.

But can you blame me?

Almost Two

My baby in the mornings.

Eating Cheerios from the butter dish.

Drinking "mulk" from a real cup.

Sometimes I look at his baby pictures and I can't reconcile that the baby in those photos is the boy I have now. I thought things were so much fun then but he is so much more now. This evening, I caught him alone on my bed. He stands at the edge, saying "ready, jump" and throws his whole body backward on to the bed. Over and over, laughing at himself. He calls me in to watch, "MOM. MOM!"

Sometimes he calls me Mommy. When he's climbing into my lap as I sit on the steps outside, reading while he fills up a bucket of water to throw at me, "Mommy". His aim is way too good.

He tells the dogs to "lay down. NOW!" Just like me. I catch him and Newt, the dog we are watching for a few weeks, playing on the bed together. Jacob in only a teeshirt, draped over the puppy who is not allowed in bed.

He loves hummus and pita chips, pear cups, and homemade pizza. Spaghetti and blueberry waffles with syrup and whipped cream. He eats stale Goldfish, bags of white cheddar popcorn, and dry roasted peanuts. Edemame and pot stickers with me at lunch before I go to work.

Sometimes I dress him, but mostly he's just in a diaper and a shirt. We go to swimming lessons every morning. He jumped off the diving board the first time we went, no fear. Now he's afraid of getting splashed when he jumps so he won't go anymore. But I know he was fearless first. I plugged his nose today and took him under with me.

I carry him still, but today he was too heavy. He's growing up.

I can't wait.

Green Things

I didn't get to cook these, we left for Blue Mesa the next day. But they were so pretty, and I'm sure they would have been delicious. It's a lot of work to shuck peas! I just kept remembering how things would have been done "way back when." There were no grocery stores with frozen packages of peas. I live a pampered spoiled life, even in poverty, and I really hope the world doesn't fall apart and we have to go back to hunting and gathering.

Camping

How many people does it take to put up a tent?

There is no need for pants when you have on cute cloth diapers.

Relaxing with dada. Probably trying to convince him that he needs a cup for tea, since Mama said no more after the first night when he tossed and turned and fell straight off the bed.

Another Quilt

This one is for my mom. She picked out the Luna Moth fabric and I picked out the rest.

I really love the binding for this one. So bright! I used the extra material to make a little half curtain for my bathroom window. The blue doesn't quite match the tile and that makes me sad. But the curtain is cute! I really love the bright pink dandelion fabric, makes me wish I used these colors for my quilt!

Churries!

I was a very busy bee last week. The sour cherry tree in the backyard was ripe and loaded with shiny red globes. The birds were unaware that such a bounty was waiting for them so I had to pick quickly or I would lose.

I'm pretty sure I won. They picked it clean a few days after I finished. I couldn't get the cherries on the top of the tree, but there were plenty I could reach.

Then I searched for a jam recipe and found this. I made two batches and ended up with over ten jars and two rubbermaid containers. I probably should have blended the cherries to make a smoother jam, mine is a little chunky but it's still delicious.

Compassion

Whomever said that Internet is an asshole has clearly not read the comments on this post.

It's so nice to see strangers doing something great for a family in need.

CS and I went to Blue Mesa last weekend. Jacob almost prevented us from going by getting a 100 degree fever Thursday, but it only lasted about 24 hours. It was a sad day for little man. I gave him Tylenol and cuddled him. He took three naps and ate almost nothing. It was sad to watch my bouncing baby defeated and mopey. Friday morning he was better so we decided to head out after his nap. Luckily, he was still sick or the three hour car ride would have been misery. As it was, he only made it to Monarch Pass before the fever, the car ride, and the altitude made him throw up all over himself as we were coming down the pass. It was gross. I'm glad he'd only had juice and a few french fries and not the hamburger I tried to feed him. It didn't help that when CS and Jacob got out of the car to clean up, mosquitos decided to attack and eat them alive.

We stayed in a little cabin at the "resort" and did a whole lot of nothing. We took the 4-wheelers out once, but I almost tipped mine coming back down. I thought it was in Low and it was in High so I couldn't stop. I started screaming and putting all my weight into the brake. I got it to stop but I let CS drive it down the rest of the hill while I walked with Jacob. Next time we will have a lesson before I attempt to go down a hill with sharp, brain crushing rocks all over the place.

There was a pool we could play in and Jacob has learned how to float and swim while wearing water wings. He also attempted to jump off the ledge into my arms and ended up on his bottom on the concrete. We're working on that! But he can swim across the pool without holding on to me so I think we're making progress. Can't wait till next week, when his swim lessons start! Except that I have to get in the pool with him and I really just want to sit and talk to the mom's of older kidlets.

I'll post some pictures of the "camping" but most of them are failed attempts to capture the awesomeness of coals so I may have to spare you that.