how to build a fort for a three month old...

never fear, the husband will always find a way to entertain himself and the bebe.anything and everything can become a construction project around here.
he is just a tad proud of his fine work (the toys and his bebe boy)

and i just can't get enough of both of my men.

back to life, back to reality...

the sweet bliss of summer is coming to a close. i really don't want to let it go. there is something amazing to be said for 3 paid months of work... especially when hanging out with your best friend and a pretty cute kid are involved...

tomorrow i'm back at work and bobby is back at school. really i went back to work last monday, but it didn't feel too real because the husband was at home, so that is where my heart and mind were too.

so bring on the craziness of juggling school, working, and the bebe. we'll be trading shifts with the little man, and i just hope that in it all there will be pockets of time i will get to share with both of them at the same time. that is a bit of my version of heaven.

today we played and played. and i tried to eat up every minute of it.

apparently evan isn't into the whole family picture gig.

this is us trying to play catch in the backyard. substituting a tennis ball for the baseball. partly because the pup chewed it up and partly because us hitting the bebe in the head with a baseball might be part of my worst nightmare. it is a skill that can use a little more practice!

new toy

bobby really likes introducing new toys to the bebe.

i'm sure it was only a matter of time before he discovered my hair anyway- thanks for hurrying up the process. hope it tasted as good as my shampoo smells...

i'm so glad when daddy comes home

the husband returned home early-like dark thirty early- this morning from his trip to ohio.

i have to say that i have a new found appreciation for 2 populations: single parents, and those with limited to no use of at least one arm. more power to you!

my to-do list was pretty compromised. i'm learning a whole new definition for realistic expectations from my day. but i think we (speaking of mama and bebe here- the husband's feelings don't really count given that he spent a weekend at the races and can call it work!!) came out unscathed this time- and we are both still happy to boot! (truth be told i did cry once- but only once- and those of you who know me know that is pretty dang good!)

now maybe i'll get the husband to tell y'all some stories from the o-hi-o. well maybe after finals....

here is the site to download your very own printable bunting if you are so inclined....

savor the summer

what to do with the left over dough in the fridge?

pile high with all the goodness of summer.

yummmmm.

excuse the random shaped pizza. we like pizza around here and don't really care what shape it comes in!

outside my door

i love this time of day.

stripes

shhh... don't tell anyone, but i'm actually typing with two hands!!! (this is a big deal, the bebe is sleeping and not in my arms!!) well truth be told, i'm still multi-tasking and brushing my teeth at the same time, but you probably didn't want to know that...

so let's talk about my wardrobe. it doesn't exist. i was aware of the maternity clothes stage, but i didn't know there were two of them. an early maternity, and a big fat last 2 months maternity. then there is the after baby stage. even if i was skinny again -which i'm not- there is the whole nursing thing that requires a whole different wardrobe. who knew? well you probably did, but its another one of the things i never paid attention to...

so i stole a couple hours the other day (meaning that i ran out the door immediately after having fed the bebe, leaving him with the husband with the maximum probability for a full and happy child) in search of a couple attractive pieces of cloth.

i returned with a little buyers remorse, a couple basics tees, and one shirt i warned bobby he probably wouldn't like, but that i did, and it was comfy to boot.

when he saw it his only response was, "don't horizontal stripes make you look bigger?"

thanks. i'm glad this is when he started paying attention to fashion tips!

note: one-handed typing resumed a few lines into the post... i'm counting it as a new skill i'm learning...