104: Wordless Wednesday: While Mama is Drying Her Hair and Little Boys Discover the Spice Rack Edition

81: Monday Messes

Blake and I have been working on some projects around the house during Spring Break. Monday, Blake went through the house with paint and touched up some places that were showing a little "we live here." Blake gave a Jackson an old paint brush so he could..ahem...help. He got quiet Monday night, and he had created his own paint concoction in a Gerber snack bowl and was painting Claire's room...with Buzz Lightyear shampoo. Thankfully, this was a free mess. No permanent damage was done.

53: The 230 Dollar Nap

Jackson normally naps from 1-3. He lays down in our bed. He goes to sleep. On most days, this is a non-issue. Today, he laid down. I didn't hear a peep out of him for quite some time...assuming he was asleep...nap time ritual, right?

Blake and I were in the kitchen talking, and I decided to go check on our sleeping wonder. He wasn't in the bed. That was kind of scary...he was not visible in the room. Because he was in our closet. Decorating was the term Jackson used. Decorating the carpet. Decorating the door. Decorating a Vera Bradley purse. Decorating a blue shirt. Decorating himself. Decorating Blake's brand new Wallabees. With red finger nail polish.

We have started un-decorating by scrubbing our son down with acetone. Tomorrow, I will get started on the rest.

32: More Messes

Sometimes little boys make messes with finger paints...and try to clean it up...all by themselves.

A Little Bit of This and That....

Look who was 4 weeks old on Thursday....and gained 9 ounces in one week! She weighed 7 pounds, 15 ounces on Thursday. No more weight checks. Hip, hip, hooray!





Jackson has had me in stitches lately. He fixed his own breakfast this morning. He was so proud of himself. Today, he asked me if we could go get one more sister out of my belly. Like, he already wants another one!

Happy Birthday, Blake!

Yesterday was Blake's birthday. Love him. I decided to bake him a birthday cake for dessert. Should have went to The Great American Cookie Company. Or Federal Bake Shop. Or Publix.
Luckily, it didn't taste as bad as it looked. And Blake is not too hard to please. Or he knows I just had a baby 3 weeks ago, and didn't want to hurt my feelings. I mean there might still be some extra hormones running around somewhere, right?
This is what is kind of sad about my cake....it was just a boxed cake mix....
Good thing he didn't marry me for my cookin'.
I did redeem myself with dinner. I think. Happy Birthday, Blake. Here's to many more. Next year...I promise I will go to a bakery.

2nd Offense

Yep, that is a Rice a Roni explosion...such a little rascal!!

And this is Jackson sporting a pair of 3-6 month leggings for baby sister. Blake did not think this was quite as funny as I did. Definitely good black mail for when his first girlfriend comes to visit.

More Messes

Dear Jackson,

The next time you make a mess, you might want to take your shoes with you. I know you said you didn't do it, but I know I sure didn't. Especially since I just mopped the floor.

Love,

Mommy

Everyday Life

Jackson,
I love your little two year old self. I love that you are practically obsessed with Thomas the Train and Lightning McQueen. I love that your hands are always sticky for one reason or another. I love that you insist on wearing your shoes all the time, even if they are on the wrong feet. I love that you have such a great imagination. I love that you love grapes and Capri Suns for a snack. I love that you ask about Baby Sister every day. I even love that you dumped an entire box of Cheez Its in the shower, that I just cleaned. You are a rascal, and I love you.