Jessica & Jeremy

Dr. Bradley Johnson

2012-02-16T09:05:00.005-05:00

photo credit: {two} chics photography

BUT I DON'T WANT TO BE A DOCTOR!!!

This would be what he screamed at Jeremy, me, the photog, and her daughter the minute we put the stethoscope around his neck. I proceeded to tell him that being a doctor was fun and noble. Jeremy told him he could do whatever he wants. Bradley then quit crying and started playing with his drums.

Update in 15

2012-02-15T10:45:00.000-05:00

I realized the other day that I have not given you an update on Bradley in a while. So here's the latest:

1. B is extremely helpful. He'll hold his seat belt buckle for me while I get the straps around his arms. He grabs his own towel, washcloth, shampoo, and body soap for bath. (It is so cute! I'd get a video, but he's usually nakey while doing it.) He pushes in the chairs at the dining room table after meals. He cleans up all the balls from his ball pit when he is done. He really likes to help when he knows how. Typical oldest/only child he is indeed.

2. When B wants to go outside, he'll either bring me his shoes or ring the bell like Parker.

3. Bradley is very independent and tries to be like me and Jeremy. If we have a utensil in our hand, he must have one in his. If I am eating a grilled cheese, he must have MY grilled cheese even if he has his own.

4. He loves, loves, loves to be chased. He'll run to Parker, go "yayayayayyaya" really loud, and then run away. If you want to hear pure joy, you should hear him and Parker playing. (Hint: video coming next week!)

5. He and Parker share a lot of things. Parker's bed. Parker's toys. Bradley's snacks.

6. Bradley says "here you go" if he is giving you something or wants something. It's really cute and means that I obviously say that to him a million times a day... which has now been made perfectly clear to me. (Missed the video? Click here to see it!)

7. He gives lots of kisses and hugs, own his own, and on demand.

8. When asked, he can point to his belly button. He will also point at yours when asked.

9. He loves his blanket.

10. He has a couple tiny tantrums a day. These usually happen when he's tired and because he's frustrated that we aren't giving him what he wants or not understanding him. His tantrums are him flinging his body on the ground and rolling onto his back while squinting to make it look like he is crying. The nursery worker this past week was like, "so that's what that is. Good to know." Yup. He's still working through the nursery too.

11. He moved up to the Toddler room at church. So far he sits in the workers arms while "watching all the other kids play" which is basically everyone else bringing him/the worker toys and trying to play with him/them. I'm thinking he's figured out that he's got it good and is messing with us all.

12. B's favorite way of getting around is a full on run. It's quite scary. I'm thinking that Xanax is in my future.

13. He loves to dance and sing. Yo Gabba Gabba is still his favorite show.

14. Bradley loves the park.

15. Bradley really likes his shape toys except he will only put the red and yellow ones in it which he does quite well. I just wish the other shapes and colors got a chance.

There's a little glimpse into what all he's doing. This age is definitely a blast and keeps us on our toes.

{Video of the week} Dance Dance / Here you go

2012-02-14T09:52:00.000-05:00

You should know that B is saying "Here you go" when he is handing me an item.

You should also know that what you see Parker doing is what he does all day long everyday.

You might also note that B has some mad dance skills. Beware ladies. ;-)

This video shows that B also says "Here you go" if he wants something.

I've come to realize that obviously I say this phrase way too much. Unfortunately, it is a habit that is too late to break.

Our Love Story: Survey

2012-02-13T09:04:00.000-05:00

There's this linky party going on over at Mrs. to Mama in honor of Valentine's Day. Since Jeremy and I don't celebrate Valentine's Day, I figured this would be a fun way to kinda take part without really taking part. (I expect flowers and chocolate a lot more than one day a year. Ha!)

How long have you and your significant other been together?
We've been together since college. We dated my freshmen year, his sophomore, broke up six months in and then picked back up about two years later and have been together ever since.

How did you meet?
We met in high school. I was really good friends with his sister. One night, I spent the night with her and noticed him for the first time. I took a picture of his leg that night. I still have it.

How long have you been married?
4 and a half years. We married on July 7, 2007 at 7 p.m. Cliche?? Yup. It was my mom's idea and Jeremy didn't want to ever forget the date. I just went with it. But seriously, never marry in the South in July. It's tortuously hot. You should also avoid August.

Where did you get married? Big or small wedding?
We were married in our hometown, Thomasville, GA. It was an average size wedding.

Do you have any nicknames that you call one another?
Oh man. I don't think we've ever shared this. Jeremy calls me Nader. The story goes that we used to try to come up with the most annoying pet names ever to call each other. So Nader was once Pumpkin that turned into the Pumpkin-nader (like a superhero of sorts) which was shortened to simply Nader. It's so southern. So not me. But one that I wouldn't trade for anything. I love it. I call him Turtle because he has the tendency to move at a really, really slow pace. When I am mad, turtle becomes Tortoise.

Name 3 things you love most about your honey.
I love his ability to make me see outside of myself. He stretches me each and every day. I love that he can make me laugh at any given moment. I love that he cares for Bradley and I so well with such love, grace, and purpose. We are really blessed by him.

Tell us how he proposed?
I was out with some friends. We had dinner and then went to see a play. When we were done, we went back to our place to watch a movie. I walked in to the apartment where a pointy stick hung from the ceiling with instructions that I was to pop every balloon in the living room. Now, I am terrified of popping balloons. And popping 100 balloons with all your stuff inside of them is very painful. But one balloon made it all worth it when my engagement ring fell and Jeremy got on one knee and asked if I would marry him.

Is he a flowers and teddy bear kind of guy for v-day, or strawberries, champagne, and rose petals?
Did you know that flowers are half off the day after Valentine's?? Yeah, that's our kind of thing.

Are you a sunset dinner on the beach kind of girl, or pop a movie in and relax on the couch?
I love just hanging on the couch and snuggling.

Tell us one thing you'd like to do with your significant one day.
I'd like to tour Europe. Take a month or two off work and just see it all. We are of the mentality of "do it big or go home."

Tell us what you plan on doing on this Valentine's Day.
We really don't plan anything for V-Day. We might watch a movie and do a little necking and exchange love notes. Other than that, we will probably be in bed by 10 p.m.

Are you asking for anything this Valentine's day?
Nope.

Give us one piece of advice of keeping a relationship strong and full of love.
Commit to work at it each and every day. We are in this until we die so we might as well work at it and make it fun. And communicate, communicate, communicate. Especially when you have kids. I probably communicate more with Jeremy after B then before. It's so crucial to our every day functioning as a collective unit.

Show us a picture of what love means to you.

photo credit: {two} chics photography

I think I can

2012-02-10T11:04:00.000-05:00

"Mom, I can figure this out on my own."

"Just give me a minute to think about how you do it."

"This piece connects to this piece..."

"Ooo. I remember that this middle strap is important!"

"Oh. I need this one too."

"But what to do with it??"

"I think I might eat it."

"Oh! It goes with this piece!"

"But how?"

"Now, what are you doing??"

The day I went Antiquing

2012-02-09T12:13:00.000-05:00

A couple of weeks ago, Megan and I got the brilliant idea to go out in a monsoon to look for antiques.

I've always liked the idea of an antique. It sounds unique and seems to hold a lot of history. But in reality, it really freaks me out. Old things smell funny and I really have this unnatural fear that whoever owned the item died inside of it and still lives there. So basically, all I want an replica of an antique.

But somehow Megan convinced me that I needed to go check out this antique shop. And so we went.

Now, when you enter a building that smells like old and water is literally dripping down the walls, you should turn around and go home to pray. Megan kept saying, "I think this might be the intro to a scary movie." I think she was right. If you would like to produce such a film, please let us know. We've lived to tell the story as shown below. Please take all warnings seriously.

When you see an entrance that looks like this, you should also run home.

When you are possessed by the demons that roam the antique shop you are visiting and enter through the scary cement hole to find this, you should run.

Seriously, an antique knife sharpener next to dangling wires should be a warning. If for some reason you continue to look, this should make you scream while running.

For they have come before and lost the battle with the spirits.

And when you do run outside to this, breathe in the fresh air and know that if you can survive the antique shop, you can survive a flood.

The End.

{video of the week} My future soccer star

2012-02-08T20:47:00.000-05:00

Taken two weeks ago.

PS No one was hurt in the filming of this video.

Daily Photos {part 3}

2012-02-03T08:26:00.001-05:00

Need to play catch up? For Part 1 and to read what the heck these daily photos are all about, click here. For part 2 and to see more awesome photos, click here.

And now on to the Part 3!

I've got to be real. This challenge has kinda stressed me out. Towards the end, I was really struggling to remember the challenge and then to try to get the right photo. So all in all I'm still debating on whether or not to participate in February's. I like the thought of it, but then I know it will turn into March and then into April.. and before I know it I'll be doing a 365 day challenge. And that just seems like a commitment I'm not ready to make just yet.

Either way. I did January! And so here are my final photos.

SOMETHING I MADE:

One thing I love about B's room is how easily it will and is growing with him. I've added to his mantle and his gallery wall since his first birthday. (I made most of the art in both pics.)

How much fun are these ice cubes??

LUNCH:

So I randomly ran into a friend while B and were out and we ended up eating lunch with her. (Hi Rebecca!!) We were chatting away and trying to keep B from throwing his book across the room that I completely forgot to take a picture of my meal. It was Chick-fil-A and very delicious.

I might possibly be in love with our living room lamps. I might have also told B that in a brawl the lamps would win. I also might have been teasing him... but hopefully we will never know.

INSIDE YOUR FRIDGE:

I am seriously OCD about a things have places in our house and those things must always be in there place or on their way to its place. This is definitely the case in our fridge. I clean it out weekly and pretty much drive Jeremy nuts by my insistence of order and reason to the organization of food. (Can you believe I got married?? And, btw, have you seen the Pinterest quote about how OCD should really be CDO because that would be the proper order?? Yeah. I could have been the first to say that quote.)

Our garden is blooming!! It's blooming early which is probably since it is already summer outside. I seriously put B in shorts the other day to play outside. Shorts in JANUARY! Crazy...

ME AGAIN:

Yes, I am that white.

And there you have it. The final photos. They definitely were not as good or thought through as the others, but hey, I did it, right??

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P.S. To look at other fun January Photo Challenge pics, scoot on over to the House of Smiths. Today's post is part of her linky party. So if you have done this challenge, you should totally join it!

A Toddler's Perspective

2012-01-25T09:38:00.000-05:00

I am starting to think that while being one is quite fun, it is also quite frustrating.

At that age, you understand enough around you to get by and kinda get what people are saying to you, but you can't seem to say anything back to them.

You can point and make general sounds that can sometimes be figured out, but most of the time you're the odd one out. Or, in your opinion, everyone else is the odd ones out.

Bradley is experiencing this firsthand for sure. There are times when I am on top of whatever it is he's trying to tell me and there are other times, like the other day, where he just decides that the best way to express himself in this dire situation called life is to act like a flailing fish. Thankfully, these moments are rare and far between.

While all these new things are happening, I cannot help but wonder what goes through his little mind. He will come up to Jeremy or I and put his hand on our arm and talk to us so seriously. All we hear is "WAH WAH WAH WAH WAH" (Charlie Brown... anyone?) and so we make up a response that seems to satisfy him. It makes me so excited for the time when he does talk with real words.

In the meantime, though, we get to see a little perspective via our iPhones. B loves to play with them and has figured out how to turn on the camera. So here's a little of his perspective. (All pictures were taken by Bradley.)

And if you happen to have your video button selected on your phone. This could happen:

Daily Photos {part duex}

2012-01-24T11:42:00.000-05:00

Guess what? It is sunny and 70 degrees here.... in JANUARY! Can you believe it? Today is also the first sunny day in about 5 days. I'm waiting on B to wake up so we can go for a run outdoors.

In the meantime, I thought I'd catch you up on my daily January Instagram photo challenge.

(PART 1):

A normal shot of my bed. Just so you know, a week after this picture was taken I had a complete meltdown on the situation of our gross bedroom that is painted the color of poo. I told Jeremy I needed a happy place I could go after a long day. So he's letting me paint our room!! I'm hoping this turns into a complete room redo, but only time will tell.

(PART 2):

I love Alfred Hitchcock and couldn't help but pay tribute to him with another photo of where I sleep. Creepy, right? Yet another reason, we are painting our room.

Isn't that just the cutest face??

IN YOUR BAG:

I carry around my diaper bag 90% of the time. I am also OCD when it comes to keeping it organized and clean. So much so, in fact, that I go through it every other day to make sure all is where it should be and no other items have gotten mixed in.

I am currently part of a Journey Group through our church. The material is challenging and depending on the week can be a little overwhelming. But it has been a great way to connect to other women and grow.

Happiness is snuggling on the couch with my love after a really long day.

MORNING:

I started a semi-juice diet on the 16th. Then, I discovered that to continue forward and add veggies to it, I need a juicer. Thankfully, a friend is going to let me borrow hers and try out to see if it is something that I want to get serious about.

WATER

SOMETHING PURCHASED:

Time to start working on wall art for our living room!! I'm really excited to see how the room finishes up.

SWEET:

An afternoon in the backyard.

I love them. I love them. I love them.

Have I mentioned the rain lasted for forever?

B's shoes were missing.

SOMETHING OLD:

Our home was built in 1920. We love it. It's full of character and charm. I am so thankful for it.

My guilty pleasures include a coke zero each day (sometimes two), anything sweet and chocolate, and the hotness on Vampire Diaries.

Jenna Maroney and I

2012-01-23T10:13:00.000-05:00

Netflix is awesome. Really. We love it. Actually, we love it a little too much according to our internet provider who cut off our internet over the weekend because we used more than any individual is allotted any given month. Yup. So they called us out and cut off our internet. They did turn it back on with a stern warning that if this problem were to persist, they have the right to drop us as a client. I thought about telling them I had rights too. But I was in a good mood and just laughed.

Jeremy said I need to go to Netflix Anonymous meetings. I told him I could quit watching it at any moment; I just choose to continue to use Netflix rather than real TV. He said I have a classic case of denial. I said the only thing I'm denying is commercials and trashy daytime television. What's wrong with that??

Anyways. As you can now assume, I do happen to go through shows pretty quickly on Netflix. And I may have tried to pause real TV thinking it was Netflix. But again. I am not addicted per se. I choose to watch shows via Netflix. (Are you buying it??)

Well, right now, my show of choice is 30 Rock. Have you seen this show?? It is absolutely hilarious. I now want to read Bossypants so bad because Tina Fey is amazingly funny. I'm a huge fan.

But my real connection is to Jenna Maroney played by Jane Krakowski.

(via)

Jenna used to be the star of the The Girlie Show only to be kicked to second place when Tracy Jordan was brought on board and the show's name changed to TGS. So she's got issues.

I connect to her because of her love of singing to any audience who will listen. Plus, she loves the attention she gets from it. It is also why she's so famous. Clearly.

I think I've mentioned my dream to sing like Kristin Chenoweth before. Well, I'll be honest. I can't really sing like her. And according to Jeremy I'm too old to get trained in how to. So I'm stuck with the voice I have current;y. Luckily, I can slightly carry a tune and I can sing in many different genres.

I also now have an audience. Bradley. He loves my singing. I can sing about brushing his teeth and he just smiles and claps along. I can sing about the yucky trash and he'll dance. I can even sing the ABC's in opera and he'll listen. It really is wonderful.

Jeremy said that I should insert a video here. I disagree because while it is my dream to sing to any audience that will listen and while I do pursue that dream while in our house, I am not bold enough yet to let everyone see that side of me. I just don't know if the world is ready for such a video to go viral and for me to get this awesome record deal and then actually become famous.

So for now I will enjoy being a star in my home.

I am one lucky girl.

I didn't know I was pregnant

2012-01-16T21:32:00.000-05:00

Let's be honest for a moment.

I have really thought for the last four months that I was going to wake up at any moment and be in labor.

I have woken up with occasional nausea. I have had funky "times of the month." I have felt what I thought was braxton hick contractions. I have had restless leg syndrome return randomly. And then the other day I seriously felt a baby kick in my belly.

I kid you not. It felt like a baby in my belly...kicking. I was completely freaked. So I did what any normal person would do in this situation: I looked in the mirror to see if I had a "belly" and when I was unsure since I'm certain all women post-pregnancy have a slight belly, I ignored it.

I wished it away and went on with my day. Then, it happened again... and again... and again.

That's when I realized that if a baby was in my belly, I would have to be at least 5 months pregnant. This immediately caused me to conclude that my next stop would inevitably be as a star on the popular TLC television show I didn't know I was pregnant.

I was going to sit on the toilet in about 4 months and poop this crazy child out of my belly. Then, Jeremy and I were going to have to kick Megan out of our house, somehow put together a nursery in 24 hours, and try really hard not to have a complete meltdown.

And again I decided that I shouldn't mess with fate and should continue to ignore it. I was going to roll with the punches. Let life happen. And pray this would all work itself out.

Then, today, something magical happened. I opened my Reader to find this blog post.

Now, why did no one tell me that along with the occasional incontinence and about a thousand other post-pregnancy weird side effects, you could also experience what is called a PHANTOM BABY KICK?? I mean, really?? Really?? What crap is that?

Thankfully, I am not alone in the world. However, apparently this could also mean, according to Google, that I am psycho and wishing to go through ~~hell~~ pregnancy all over again.

Either way, I think I'll just keep ignoring it and refer to these moments as "gas."

Photo a Day Challenge

2012-01-10T10:12:00.000-05:00

Have you heard of Instagram? It is seriously my favorite photo sharing app. If you don't have it, you must get it immediately. Then, you can follow me and I'll follow you and we'll be friends for life. The app is seriously cool.

Well, for the month of January many Instagram users are taking part in a 31 day challenge. We have a topic each day that we must capture in a single photo. Isn't that a great way to get to know each other?? Well, I decided to post on here the pictures as well.

Topic: YOU

BREAKFAST:

I had sausage balls that morning. Yum!!

I ADORE: I adore my family so much.

LETTERBOX:

I think it is so cool that our mail comes in through our front door and our mailman walks the street.

SOMETHING I WORE:

Scarves and coats are a wintertime must in my wardrobe.

MAKES ME SMILE:

Baby mess makes me smile.

I love looking around my house and seeing remnants that Bradley has been there.

FARVOURITE:

Gilmore Girls is by far my favorite TV show of all time. I own the entire series and watch through it all at least once a year. They just don't make TV like that anymore.

MY SKY:

I love me a winter sky with bare branches. Unfortunately, this year these days have been rare. Yesterday, it was in the mid-70s and muggy... I was so disappointed. It felt much like a summer day. Not a winter one.

DAILY ROUTINE:

Each morning I get to wake this little guy up and it is by far my favorite routine. He is usually all smiles and wants to tell me all about what happened while we all slept. We talk, play, look out the window, play some more, and then get dressed for the day.

CHILDHOOD:

I received Ziggy as a birthday gift on my first birthday. He slept with me until I got married.

And now, he sleeps with Bradley. I love that we can share something like that with each other.

So there you have the first 10 days of the challenge. It is so fun to look at other people's routines and favorite things. I've really enjoyed it. Look out for the next 10 in about 10 days. :-)

A Picture Window

2012-01-03T11:30:00.000-05:00

Warning: This post contains a lot of pictures. Proceed knowing that you will be saying "aw" and "how cute is that" a lot. Enjoy!

Bradley loves the outdoors. For his birthday, we got him a Radio Flyer wagon complete with cup holders and seat belts. Yesterday alone he walked up to it and tried to get in it four separate times. He rings the bell like Parker when he wants to go out. And when he is outside, he smiles and smiles and smiles. It's so much fun.

Well, at our house all our windows are too high for him to see out. He tries to stand on his tip toes but that doesn't work yet. Over thanksgiving while we were at my parents house, B discovered their huge picture window in their living room. And this is what followed.

Parker couldn't resist joining in on the fun! He likes the outdoors too. I also love how you can totally see what their relationship is like from this picture. B LOVES Parker. He'll walk up to him and start talking him and give him kisses. Parker LOVES us.... and the outdoors. He's still trying to figure B out.

Happy New Year!!

2012-01-02T19:23:00.000-05:00

Welcome to 2012!!

This could possibly be the last year of our existence. Jeremy says the interpreters of the Mayan calendar were wrong and we are safe from the world ending in 2012. I do think it is going to be fun, though, to watch and see if another Y2K scare happens. Better be stocking up on canned goods and water! It could get cra cra.

I know that I should probably post on New Year resolutions and add a great quote, but I have one more Christmas post to do. You'll be okay with that, right?? Well, honestly, you have no real say so here we go.

Christmas 2007 was mine and Jeremy's first Christmas together. My mom sweetly wanted to commemorate the occasion by putting this in our stocking. I'm pretty sure I cried.

And so started a trend. Each year I get a new ornament that represents that year in our life. This year I documented all the ones received and my new ones. It is such a special treat to put these on our Christmas tree and sweet reminder that we are blessed.

2008

We adopted our precious Little P. He loves car rides and his hair blowing in the wind. And can we please talk about my picture taking skills for a second? I mean, you can't just pose a dog like this. It really was a struck of luck that Parker decided to stand there right as I was taking THIS photo. I think he's hoping one of you will see his talent and hire him as a model. He really wants to be famous.

2009

I got a brand new car! I was completely taken aback when Jeremy bought it for me. It's a 2010 silver Malibu and I love it.

2010

This year TWO exciting things happened: we bought our first home AND we welcomed Bradley into the world.

2011

Let's face it. 2010 is a hard year to follow. But two exciting things did happen. We celebrated Bradley turning 1 with a firetruck party! And I got a KitchenAid. So this year I got two ornaments! I can't wait to hang them on my tree next year.

Thank you for letting me talk Christmas one more time!

2011 really has been a great year. I don't think Jeremy and I have ever enjoyed ourselves more. We have so much fun watching B grow and figure new things out, learning to parent B, and just enjoying him. Our marriage has grown so much too. Jeremy and I have had a lot of fun this year. I don't think we have ever laughed more.

Man... 2012 has some big shoes to fill. I hope it's ready, because here we are!

New Traditions

2011-12-30T15:21:00.000-05:00

I hope you all had a wonderful Christmas and are having fun preparing for the new year! I've already told Jeremy that this New Year's Eve all I want to do is sleep. Ha!

We had a great Christmas. This year, we decided to have our Christmas in our home, just the three of us, and then travel to see family the day afterward. It worked out so well. Here's what all we did:

On Friday, I took B to see Santa Claus. He cried. I cheered. Santa Claus was a complete dud. We got a picture. The end.

On Saturday morning, we woke up and I made my family's sour dough pancakes with the special toppings. I was so nervous because it was my first time making them. But I had no reason to be. They turned out wonderful!! The recipe is a family secret and one that I am so excited to finally have in my possession!

After breakfast, we went ice skating. It was soo much fun! They had Christmas music and cocoa and A Charlie Brown's Christmas playing. B is too small to skate, but he absolutely loved watching everyone else. We are thinking that by the time he's 3, he'll be able to join us.

That night we had the candlelight service at our church. It was our first time being at our church on Christmas Eve. We went the earlier, more child-friendly service because of B and his schedule. It was a great service. The kids sang and did hand-bells. We sang Christmas carols, listened to a short sermon, and then lit our candles. Afterward, Jeremy commented on how blessed we are to be part of such a wonderful church. I couldn't agree more.

I am not a big fan of traditional Christmas food. However, Jeremy grew up having the traditional meal and really loves it so I decided to make him whatever he wanted on Christmas Eve. We had ham, green bean casserole, mashed potatoes, rolls and a salad.

After dinner, we gave B a bath, put him in his Christmas pajamas and read Twas the Night Before Christmas.

This is the book we have and we LOVE it. Megan gave it to us. I grew up on the Hallmark book with the pop-ups. It's so nice and special. Well...they don't make it anymore. And so I'd been looking ever since Jeremy and I got married for one that was similar in artwork, color, and neat effects. Well, this book is awesome! It is soo colorful and well drawn and it has lots of cool holograms throughout it that really add to the joy of reading the story! Megan did such a great job finding this book!

Then, we made an extra large chocolate chip cookie and put some milk in Santa's mug. And it was off to bed for B.

The next morning, B woke up and got to see all of the goodies Santa left.

Honestly, Parker still had more fun than B. BUT B did really like his toys. He just didn't jump and scream/bark like Little P. That hat he's wearing?? I started to knit that hat before B was born. I had actually gone over to a friend's house the day I went into labor for help on it. Well, I finished it Christmas Eve!! I completely screwed up the top, but now I know how to do it and plan on making him another one in which I don't mess up. :-)

This rocking chair is soo cool. It plays ABC rock songs.

This toy is one that I really wish I would have invented. It holds an iPhone and let's your kids play apps without worrying about them deleting apps or drooling all over it and killing it or throwing it and breaking the screen. It.is.awesome!

After we had Santa, we made beignets and put B down for his morning nap. He was off all morning and really needed to sleep. The rest of the day we took it easy and played with B.

Then, that night, we ate Chinese! I absolutely LOVE Chinese on Christmas. I promise it tastes so much better on Christmas.

B had a great time flirting with this girl in the next booth. But that's a story for another time...

And that's a look into our Christmas of three. It really was such a great two days.

Snowman Cookies (aka Chocolate Crackle Cookies)

2011-12-22T19:18:00.000-05:00

This year I was invited to a Cookie Christmas Party. I was so excited to have another reason to use my KitchenAid and to try out a new recipe. I have to say. This is by far my favorite Christmas cookie ever. Jeremy liked it so much he asked me to make a couple more batches this week and if I would please quit referring to it as a seasonal treat.

Hope you enjoy!

Snowman Cookies

(aka Chocolate Crackle Cookies)

Ingredients:

12 oz. bag semi-sweet chocolate chips

1 1/4 cup flour

1/2 cup dark chocolate cocoa powder

2 teaspoon baking powder

1/4 teaspoon kosher salt

1/2 cup unsalted butter, softened

1 1/3 cup light brown sugar

2 large eggs

1 teaspoon pure vanilla extract

1/3 cup milk

1 cup granulated sugar, for rolling

1 cup powdered sugar, for rolling

Heat oven to 350 degrees.

Melt chocolate chips in microwave on 50% power stirring every 30 seconds to prevent burning.

In a separate bowl combine flour, cocoa, baking powder, and salt. In your mixer, cream butter and brown sugar until light and fluffy. Add eggs and vanilla, beat until well combined. Add melted chocolate to dough, combine. Alternate adding milk and dry ingredients until just combined. Cookie dough should be thick and firm.

Using a cookie scoop, make 1 inch balls. Next, roll balls first in the granulated sugar, and then in the powdered sugar. Place on silpat-lined or parchment lined cookie sheet. Bake about 12 minutes until cookies have flattened and sugar cracks.

Makes 3-4 dozen delicious cookies!

A Christmas Carol

2011-12-21T10:36:00.000-05:00

On Sunday night, Megan, Jeremy, and I sat down and watched A Christmas Carol. The movie was quite fitting to an ongoing discussion we had been having all last week. You see, I married a Mr. Scrooge.

Don't be fooled by his smile. He is the real life Mr. Scrooge.

It all started over Thanksgiving when I told him I'd really like to have my tree up by December 1st. His first response was "Why so early?" I ignored him and went on to ask him where we should put it. He suggested our dining room since it wouldn't require us rearranging anything. Plus, if Bradley was overly drawn to it we could just close off the room. I suggested a spot and he suggested another one. My spot was ready to go. His spot required rewiring and creating an outlet. I told him I honestly didn't care either way. I just wanted my tree up by December 1st.

Well... December 1st came and went. No tree. No outlet.

Then, December 2nd and 3rd came and went.

Finally, on December 4th, I told him that it seemed like a lot of hard work for a tree that isn't really working anyways. He said he had a couple other ideas on how to get to where he needed to be in order to pull the wire or something through. I then begged him to just put the tree in the other spot and let's be done with it. He obliged. My tree is up!

Our next run in with Mr. Scrooge came over my wanting to listen to Christmas Carols in the car. Jeremy wanted to listen to Indie Christmas which I get is all cool and modern sounding, but it is clearly NOT Christmas sounding.

A few days later, I took Mr. Scrooge to Wal-Mart with me. We were buying a toy for a child in foster care and I thought it would be a great opportunity to buy B one or more presents for Christmas since we'd only bought him one toy so far. So we are in the toy section discussing the gift for the foster child and then I tell Mr. Scrooge he should also look in the younger section for a possible toy or two for B. To which he once again replies, "Why??". BECAUSE IT'S CHRISTMAS!! I didn't say it quite that loudly. but I'm pretty sure it was loud and I may have sent daggers through my eyes his way. One cannot be sure how they react when they are around Mr. Scrooge. Needless to say, we left Wal-Mart with a toy for the foster child and no toys for B. The reason Jeremy gave me was that, "You need to think about it a little more."

I should also mention that while all this was going on I was also buying all of my own Christmas presents... Yes, because every year inevitably they sell out of what I want or Jeremy doesn't order it online in time to arrive by Christmas. And let me tell you. It's not fun buying yourself your Christmas gifts. It's much more fun opening them with a slight surprise.

Then, the next week, he came to me and asked if I would start thinking about possibly not having Santa Claus visit our house.... ever....

Now, let me be straight with you. This is the moment I almost lost it on Mr. Scrooge. Like full on lost it. But since B came along, I have become a much more patient person. So instead I took approximately 1.0 seconds to "think" about it and then told him after "much" thought my answer was that Santa was coming to our house. He then went on to tell me just how serious he was. And how he could never imagine lying to his child. And blah, blah, blah, blah, blah.

I was so upset at the end of his "discussion" that I excused myself and went to our room and refused to talk to him the rest of the day. I mean, I had only been talking about being Santa Claus for the last two months! I had made sure that all the family knew what a big deal it was for us to do our own stockings this year. I had even spent MONTHS researching the perfect Santa gift. But oh no... 2 weeks before Christmas, Jeremy decides he doesn't want Santa coming anymore.

Now, the next morning, after I calmed down quite a bit, I informed him that if he wanted to be Mr. Scrooge that was great, but he had to do it elsewhere. This is Christmas and during Christmas we are happy, we celebrate Christ, we sing Christmas carols, and we have Santa Claus and there would be no further discussion about it. I then asked him if he wanted to watch a Christmas movie with me. His response, "Isn't it too soon for Christmas movies?" The date was December 17.

Now, Internet Friends, this is the moment I lost it on Mr. Scrooge.

I could take no more. He was destroying every little ounce of Christmas spirit he could. And for what???

I grew up in a home where Christmas was seriously amazing. Every inch of our house was covered in Christmas. I kid you not. It looked like Santa and his elves had moved in and brought their Christmas wonderland with them. We had two Christmas trees. We had never ending sugar treats throughout the house. And my mom played Christmas carols 24/7.

On Christmas Eve, we always fed the reindeer. And my dad would go outside our windows and make noises around midnight so that we knew Santa was there! Then, on Christmas morning, we ate beignets and opened up a mountain worth of presents. For a child, it was so much fun!

I want that for Bradley. I want him to look back and think of all the fun and joys he had celebrating this season. I want him to love the traditions and enjoy our time as a family.

Now, I understand Mr. Scrooge wanting to manage our focus and making sure it is on Christ and not mainly on the gifts and Santa and all the other stuff. But come on... We don't manage it by taking it all away. We manage it by teaching B balance and making sure we are reminded daily of the importance of this season which is why I think it is great that we have started to implement celebrating Advent.

So Mr. Scrooge and I had a "Come to Jesus" moment. I explained my upbringing. I explained my thoughts on the whole Santa thing. I also explained ways I'd like to make sure the focus stayed on Christ.

So after two weeks of pain and agony and struggling to keep the Christmas spirit alive in our house, Mr. Scrooge found his first bit of joy in the season. And to celebrate his big come around, we watched A Christmas Carol. I wanted to make sure he saw how ugly and horrible Mr. Scrooge is.

{Sneak Peak} One Year Photos

2011-12-16T12:03:00.000-05:00

Back when I was preggars, Jeremy and I decided that we wanted pictures to remember that time in our lives. After much research and asking around (I'm really picky when it comes to photography), we decided to use Two Chics Photography. Not only were they super talented with their cameras, but they also LOVE kids. Their shots really spoke for themselves. Plus, when you meet them, you get to see that they are also super sweet. We decided to go with their Baby Package. With it we got a maternity shoot, a newborn shoot, AND another shoot of our choosing. We chose to capture B at one year.

So this past week, Jessica and her daughter came over to our house to "shoot" Bradley. And can I say photographers who photograph one year olds have to have the patience of saint? One year olds do not do well with direction nor do they sit still for more than 2 seconds. It was an hilarious and fun shoot.

Thanks, Jessica, for the sneak peak!! We can't wait to see the others.

So I have to comment on this last picture. We chose B's name because I wanted a name that doctor would naturally go in front of and sound awesome. Plus, B is smart enough to be a doctor. And who wouldn't want a doctor in the family? Anyways. Then, I found these "doctor in training" scrubs online and a cute doctor's kit. The rest is history... Well, almost. The first time we put the stethoscope around B's neck, he kinda freaked out and yelled really loud, " I DON'T WANT TO BE A DOCTOR!" I quickly smiled and responded, "Maybe not yet, sweetie.. but one day you just might." Then, B grabbed his drums and started beating on them and giving me this evil look that said, "watch me become a drummer." Then, Jeremy smiled. I think they are planning a hostile takeover. I'll let you know if I need reinforcements. ;-)

FREEDOM!

2011-12-15T19:54:00.000-05:00

The title must be said like this:

(via YouTube)

Now, all together - FREEDOM!!!!!

Yes, I am free, free at last!

For as of a week ago, I am no longer breastfeeding.

My boobies are mine again!!!

I am very fortunate that I was able to breastfeed Bradley. I went into the whole experience open-minded to other possibilities and willing to allow myself to change my mind at any point. Thankfully, the whole experience came naturally and easily.

My goal was to make it to six months with the possibility of going a full year. Jeremy really wanted me to make it a year. I was a little weary of the longevity of such a plan. I mean, a whole year seemed like an eternity when I wasn't getting any sleep.

But guess what?? I did it!! I made it a year. I am so excited that I did it, but I've got to be real with you. I am really glad to have my boobs back.

A couple of things have happened since I got my girls back.

1. I've already lost the remaining 5 pounds I had to lose to be at my pre-pregnancy weight just because I am not hungry all... the... time. Woo Hoo!!

2. Bradley has gotten so sweet. Since quitting, he has chosen certain times of the day as "snuggle" times. One of those times has been at 6 a.m. He'll wake up and the minute I pick him up he falls asleep on me until 7:30 a.m. Sadly, the doctor said I'm perpetuating a bad habit. But it is really sweet that he still wants that one on one time with me. That or he is playing me and will deal me a doozy of a hand later in life... I wouldn't put it past him. He is really smart....

3. I have apparently become old. Here is why: To celebrate this momentous occasion, I went to a local grocery store that will remain nameless to protect those involved to purchase a bottle of wine. This would be my first glass in two years. Rachael went with me. We picked out my favorite, a pinot grigio, and went to checkout. Before I knew it the cashier was telling me my total. I stared blankly for a minute and then asked Rachael, "That wine does have alcohol in it, right??" Rachael burst out laughing to which I said, "Well, I wasn't carded!" To which the cashier said, "I'm sorry. You don't look under 21." To which I said, "WHAT?!!" I was wearing a really hip outfit that day PLUS I have a feather in my hair PLUS I ALWAYS GET CARDED. Who was this cashier??? So I told her it was my first time EVER not getting carded. To which she replied, "Wow. I didn't know it was that big of a deal..." Can you believe her??? Didn't know it was that big of a deal. Who is she again?? I'm pretty sure IT'S THE LAW to card unless your all gray and old. WHICH I AM NOT!! So who cares if I look 22 instead of 21. I should STILL get carded. No worries. Solace came later when I found out my 22 year old sister didn't get carded that same day.... Then, Jeremy, being the "smart" man he is came home the next day saying that he was just carded at the grocery store. Yeah, there's NO WAY he looks younger than me. He was only carded because his cashier abides by the law. Cause it was definitely not because he looks 21. Either way. He really should learn to keep some things to himself.

4. I was really emotional this weekend. I suppose it was my hormones from weaning. Well, on Monday, I thought I was good and back to normal. Then, I openned our mail to find a post card from my gym saying that they missed me. Did you catch that?? MY GYM SENT ME A POSTCARD SAYING THEY MISSED ME! I immediately burst into tears and called Jeremy explaining to him why it had been 3 weeks since my last visit. It's the holidays! We had B's birthday! I'm tired! Well, it's now Thursday, and I still haven't gone this week. Wonder if they'd send a personal trainer over to our house next?? That would actually be VERY convenient....

5. I can sleep in! Well, I haven't slept in yet... But I could if I wanted, if Jeremy would let me, if the stars would align just right, if the fat lady would sing, and if B would not sense my presence in the house and come yelling into our bedroom.. Yup, I can now sleep in!

Ah. It's good to be free.

Hear the sirens ROAR!

2011-12-12T21:33:00.000-05:00

Bradley turned 1 yesterday!!

We had to wake him up for his party. Little did he know the excitement that was awaiting him. :-)

If he had, his face would have definitely not be scolding us.

We couldn't be more relieved that we made it through our first year! It has been such a fun year. So to celebrate Bradley and the joy he brings to our lives, we decided to throw a fire truck birthday party!!

Since this was his first birthday, we mainly invited family. But what fun would a birthday party be without some kids?? So we also invited two of Bradley's friends.

Now, if you know me at all, you know how much I love to plan an event. I had been planning this little affair for a year. I wanted it to be full of fun details and really celebrate this past year.

I was so fortunate that my sister, Rebekah, decided to come into town early to hang out. Megan was also a big help. And I honestly couldn't have done it without my best friend, Rachael. She came over on Friday to ice the cupcakes, cake, and teach us how to ice the cookies. I just couldn't be more pleased with the outcome. It went so well. The food was good. The table was well planned out. Plus, I think everyone had a good time.

Welcome to the Fire Station!

We displayed pictures throughout our dining room of B's first year.

The table of food!

The birthday sign was done by yours truly.

My sisters spent 2 hours decorating these cookies. Don't they look great??

The cake toppers were done by Meri Meri.

Rachael decorated the cake. Isn't it absolutely wonderful???

Those are fire hydrant salt and pepper shakers I randomly found at a T.J.Maxx this past year.

The menu was sub sandwiches from Publix for the adults, chips, red velvet cupcakes, Chick-fil-A kids' meals for the children, oreos, fire hydrant cookies, twizzlers, pineapple, and puppy chow (or what I like to call white trash).

The favors for the adults were dalmatian cake pops and the kids received a fun gift bag.

It really was a wonderful, fun day.

Happy Birthday, Bradley!!

2011-12-11T18:48:00.000-05:00

Dear Bradley:

Happy 1st birthday, little man!

We survived!!

I am so proud to be your mommy and so thankful that God has blessed mine and your daddy's life with you.

Just a year ago, we were sitting in the hospital staring at your tiny self wondering what was in store for us and knowing that it was going to be fun, exciting, and lots of hard work.

We were not wrong. It is amazing to me how easily you fit into our family. I can barely remember a time without you. You have added so much joy to our every day.

My favorite part has been watching you figure out the world around you and watching all your firsts. From your first smile to your first hug to your first word to your first laugh to your first rolling over to your first crawl to your first step to your first kiss to your first joke to your first point. Each of these firsts I will cherish forever and each of these moments make me so excited about the moments to come.

Your life is just beginning, little man.

I pray that as you grow, you will grow to love the Lord with all your heart and become a man after His heart. I pray that your daddy and I have courage, strength, and wisdom in our parenting. That we help guide you toward Christ. And I pray that you enjoy life.

You are smart.
You are kind.
You are important.

We love you to the moon and back,
Mommy and Daddy

Ramblings on a Monday

2011-12-05T20:44:00.001-05:00

It's 8 p.m. at night and guess what I just got done doing??

Yup, bagging leaves. Thankfully, Jeremy and Megan ~~were forced to~~ volunteered their services. I really like those two.

I thought I'd do a random Monday post for you.

1. Our Christmas tree is up! This year it was a feat to say the least. I wanted it up by December 1st. But Jeremy had an idea. So my tree went up on December 4th. That was about the time I told Jeremy enough was enough. My tree was going up!

2. This time last year, I was begging my son to come out of my belly. It's weird to think that was a whole year ago.

3. I am busy preparing for Bradley's one year birthday party!! I am really, really excited. It's a fire truck themed party.

4. I realized in planning his birthday party that I have to give up my desire to host an annual Christmas party. I think it would make me too crazy.

5. Bradley is starting to walk on his own!! He's not very confident so he won't go very far before he slowly sits down. He doesn't fall. He sits. Yes, he's a nut. But he's walking!! I'm hoping he builds his confidence so that I can get it on video. It's very sporadic. And teasing him with items or people does not help. He's an independent one that kid of mine.

6. When the above happened for the first time, Megan burst into tears. I laughed. Mainly at her. And then at Bradley because he instantly knew he had done something HUGE.

7. I'm really enjoying B at this age. He's starting to communicate with us more and is figuring out what we are saying. Now, we just have to figure out what he's saying. And that kid speaks a lot and fast. It really makes me excited for the future.

8. I rearranged my kitchen so that I could put my kitchen aid on the counter top. I was taking it in and out all the time and really just wanted to be able to walk in and stare at it. It calms me.

9. I went into a kitchen store while we were visiting family over Thanksgiving and seriously freaked. I got really excited at all of the fun items I saw and wanted. Who am I???

10. I am really excited about this Christmas. It's going to be so fun to combine mine and Jeremy's traditions plus add a couple. And truly I am soooo excited to be Santa Claus. I have been waiting for this for years. The cookie, the milk, the stocking, the present. It is going to be soo much fun!

Happy Monday!!

When the crazy come outs

2011-11-29T16:11:00.000-05:00

If you are a longtime blog reader, I am sure you have come to the conclusion that we have a unique family.

For instance, I swear our dog, Parker, has the Pinocchio syndrome. "I just wanna be a real boy!"

He tries so hard to fit in and appear human. But then he does things like this.

(Sorry, the video was longer than I expected. Teaches me to watch videos before uploading them.)

I suppose it's his form of cologne for the ladies. And by ladies I mean his one true love Rooster. Which did I ever mention that he sent her a booty dance video?? Yeah... my phone went to be in Apple heaven or else I would show you. It was h.i.l.a.r.i.o.u.s. You'll just have to trust me.

While Parker loves the scent of a bounty dry sheet, he hates air fresheners and will attack if he even suspects you will be using it. This does create some very uncomfortable bathroom moments.

Wait!? You didn't think I was actually going to show you one of those moments, did you???

This is a family blog. Geez, people. Where is your mind??

One of Parker's most recent crazies is when I go to walk him. Mind you, this only happens when I walk him.

As you can tell in the video, a simple "Let's go outside" no longer suffices. No, life has become a game. A game of chase. A chase to catch a squirrel. I honestly have no idea what our little Parker will do with a creature his size if he does ever catch one.Thankfully, this is probably very similar to his dream of being a real boy... It's just a dream.

And then you have our latest addition to the family, Bradley. Bradley brings his own crazy to the table. I really think it is becoming our M.O. Let's call his the Superman dream, plus his desire to be the family clown.

The "dun, dun, dun, dun" came randomly. He raised his arm, I said the phrase, he smiled, and our household has never been the same. The kissing the high chair happened because he accidentally followed the spoon all the way down to the high chair when I was trying to get another spoonful of yogurt. I laughed because it really was comical.

And when I laugh, he naturally laughs. He, then, proceeds to repeat whatever it was that made me laugh over and over and over again in hopes of getting the same reaction. Hence, he continued to kiss the high chair.

I have a feeling this will all come back when we hit school age... Oh me, oh my!

Private school and Hookers

2011-11-22T14:06:00.000-05:00

Jeremy and I were discussing Bradley and his education.

Me: I just don't know how we are going to pay for private school.

Jeremy: Well, he won't go until Middle School and you'll be working by then, right?

Me: I kinda like staying at home. Maybe I can work part-time.

Jeremy: Yeah. That will work. You should just try to make enough so that you can pay for his school.

Me: Then, I guess I'll have to hang out at the street corner.

Jeremy: You can make more than just his school tuition doing that.

Jeremy: The man who sees the glass half full.

I am thankful

2011-11-21T12:02:00.000-05:00

I have a confession to make to you. I have been hiding something from you out of pure confusion. It has come to pass that I have become June Cleaver.

(via)

I clean. I knit. I give jewelry parties. I even cook now. All with a smile on my face. I have no idea what is going on. The cooking thing is the biggest mystery of them all. I am cooking and/or baking all the time. And people are eating the food. And they are enjoying the food! It is absolutely insane. Jeremy would call it a miracle I'm sure. He gets this silly little grin every time we talk about this change that has taken place. It's almost as if in our house he's transported back to the 1950s and he's loving it. Makes me want to puke.

And it's just so odd. Even the cookies I think I completely mess up turn out to taste wonderful. I just don't get it.

Well, with all this new baking and cooking I have come across the need for more kitchen appliances. In particular, my eyes have been set on a KitchenAid Stand Mixer.

For over a two months, I begged Jeremy daily for one. I kid you not. I would bring it up in the morning before I cooked. I'd call while I was cooking. I'd especially mention it as he ate whatever it was that I had made.

We have researched, calculated how long it would take us to save up to buy one, thought about what we could live without... And all pointed to my dreams because clearly that would be the only place I could actually use one in this decade.

Then, Mr. UPS knocks on my door with this on his rolly thing.

I seriously lost my mind for about an hour. I couldn't take my eyes off of it. And I distinctly remember hearing angels singing the Hallelujah chorus.

You see, over the summer my Grandparents came to visit. And apparently while they were here, they took a look around and noticed I didn't have one of these and I needed one. It was a total God thing.

Two days before this amazing delivery, my Grandparents had called Jeremy and I to let us know that our Christmas gift was coming early so that we could use it over the holidays. I was extremely curious, but never in my wildest dreams would I have thought that this is what we would have gotten. It was beyond the perfect gift.

Isn't it gorgeous???

That night I decided that it must be used. My first item to make in it was a Halloween version of my Mexican Hot Chocolate Chip Cookies.

Soo good! And the KitchenAid was ah-mazing. It totally changes my entire cooking experience for the better. I have also made 3 batches pumpkin bread, a batch sugar cookies and chocolate chip cookies, and another batch of just the regular Mexican Hot Chocolate Chip cookies. It is phenomenal.

I am so thankful for my Grandparents and their thoughtfulness. To think that they had this planned since the summer and that I have been begging Jeremy for one since the summer without them knowing is just beyond concept.

Now, please excuse me while I go stare at it and try to think of the perfect name for it. Any suggestions??

Thank you, Insomnia.

2011-11-18T10:03:00.001-05:00

2 a.m.: I have a bad dream and wake up.

2:15 a.m.: I play Cross Fingers on Jeremy's iPhone.

3:00 a.m.: I try to sleep. Jeremy snores. Jeremy wrestles the sheets. Bradley starts to talk in his sleep. Bradley wrestles his blanket. Parker starts to scratch his bed.

3:45 a.m.: I give up and get ready for the day.

4:45 a.m.: Jeremy wakes up. Parker wakes up. I clean the kitchen.

5:30 a.m.: I make decaf coffee because. of course, when I only get 4 hours of sleep the ONLY coffee in our house is decaf.

5:35 a.m.: Jeremy makes the comment that he loves me being awake and seeing him off to work.

5:36 a.m.: I tell Jeremy that I would greatly appreciate if he'd sleep on the couch tonight so that maybe I can get a good night's rest.

5:45 a.m.: Jeremy leaves. I fold clothes.

8:00 a.m.: Bradley wakes up. Because only my kid would sleep in on the ONE day that I get no sleep and am actually awake and would happily get him earlier.

8:15 a.m.: Bradley is in a mood and being super annoying (i.e. throwing everything off the dresser, taking his socks off relentlessly). I tell him that I know he's doing this on purpose and I don't appreciate him annoying me on a day that I need an easy baby. He laughs so hard that Megan comes into the room. Only my kid.

8:30 a.m.: I need Chick-fil-A. I round up Bradley and Parker and we head out.

8:32 a.m.: Parker climbs into Bradley's car seat with Bradley. I tell both my boys that no good will come from this situation and they should reconsider. Bradley starts to happily and loudly talk to Parker. Parker cuddles closer.

8:34 a.m.: I am proven right when Bradley grabs Parker's hair and Parker growls. I tell Parker to move. He gladly does.

8:36 a.m.: Parker whimpers to get in the front seat. I start to question why I brought him. He obviously has no car manners.

8:45 a,m: We are back at the house and eat our breakfast.

9:00 a.m.: Bradley randomly starts to cry. I call Jeremy who asks Bradley what is wrong. He answers, "Mama." Great.....

9:15 a.m.: Both boys go down for a nap and I glare.

7 hours down, 12 to go.

Daylight Savings

2011-11-10T08:36:00.000-05:00

Or should I call it Daylight Losing??

I have always been a huge fan of daylight savings. There is something about waking up to no sun that just seems unnatural to me. And so daylight savings makes my world more sane.

If only Bradley had inherited this need.....

I am seriously losing my mind over here. Last night, Jeremy and Megan both thought that I had a stroke. None of my sentences made sense once spoken. In my mind, they were perfect.

For instance, Parker was below Bradley's high chair and I thought, "I hope Parker is eating Bradley's food and not just sniffing it." But what I actually said was, "I hope that's Parker under Bradley's highchair eating that food."

Unfortunately for me, in out household if you do one thing silly, you will be made fun of the rest of the night. So all night every time Parker entered the room, he was asked if it was really him.

But now you get what's going on over here. We are putting B down at 7 and he's waking up between 4-6. We tried putting him down at 8 and he still woke up at 5 am!! Have you seen 5 am lately?? It's not pretty.

The worst part is that I get no sympathy from Jeremy. He gets up between 4:30 - 5:00 every morning. And we go to bed about the same time. So to him, I should be getting plenty of sleep. I should have no problems functioning.

Clearly, he is mistaken.

Internet, this is why I come to you: for pure sympathy.

You see, I really cannot function on little sleep. My son is a hurricane strength force that literally destroys my house each and every day. And all I want to be able to sleep until 7 am. That's it. Is that too much to ask of the person to whom I birthed. To whom I carried in my womb for 10 months??? To whom I feed and clothe??

I'll be frank. No. No, it is not.

{Video of the Week} Let's Kiss

2011-11-02T15:37:00.000-04:00

There have been many moments when I want my video camera to capture something cute B is doing and can't get to the other room fast enough to grab it.

Then, there are moments like below when I just happened to have the camera out while cleaning our bedroom.

Enjoy!

Happy Halloween!

2011-10-31T20:02:00.000-04:00

Happy Halloween!

While all of you are probably out and about collecting and/or giving candy, we are holding down the fort doing neither. It has come to pass that apparently my son will have a very similar Halloween story to mine. I already feel sorry for him.

But since today was Halloween, I decided to at least dress him up...

It has also come to my attention that by saying "Bradley, smile!" You get this. So typical of a boy, huh?

Even though Halloween is out, we did take part in some fun Fall activities. One of which was going to the pumpkin patch.

We gave B some snacks and as you can tell he was way more interested in the snacks than the pumpkins.

And then he noticed he was sitting next to something quite large and fun to hit!

Jeremy was hilarious. I was all about letting B crawl around and explore. Jeremy insisted he keep him close and off the ground. "Hay can really stir up people's allergies." I tell you, poor kid. No Halloween, no hayrides.... I'm going to have to sneak him away so that he can have a real childhood. Geez!

He picked out his own pumpkin and a pumpkin for Parker.

Then, yesterday we all sat down, including Megan, and carved our pumpkins. We started out making it a competition. But after the first little bit, we decided we just weren't cut out for arts and crafts and we better just have category winners.

Soo... for the most festive award:

Mine! And just so you know, here's how the conversation went between Jeremy and I after I showed it to him and asked him if he liked it.

Me: What do you think?

J: I think it's great! Is it a skeleton key?

Me: No...

J: Is it a broccoli? Like from Veggie Tales?

Me: No! It's a tree.

J: OH! Well, it's really great!

Me: How can it be great if you can't even tell what it is???

So needless to say, I awarded myself the prize for most festive. Jeremy sat beside me giggling.

Megan won the cutest award! I really like a classic pumpkin.

Jeremy decided to get all detailed and take f-o-r-e-v-e-r. So naturally we heckled him to try and mess him up.

Good thing Jeremy doesn't think the Ninja Turtles are evil. We will have that for Bradley. Whew!

Oh, and he obviously won the most detailed award.

Now, you might have noticed on his and mine that our tops are actually set on top as if they are hats. Yes, we did not realize that you have to cut your tops off at an angle... so they fall right through. We know. Major FAIL in the pumpkin carving department.

Once B woke up, it was his turn. We don't quite trust him with knives yet so we got him stickers for his pumpkin.

He was really disinterested, but I had fun pretending that he was having a blast!

And so here are all our pumpkins!!

We hope you have a safe and wonderful night!

Why we should embrace flavoring

2011-10-27T19:58:00.000-04:00

A couple weeks ago, our house was sick zone central. I had a nasty stomach bug and Bradley couldn't kick an ear infection.

My sweet husband took two days off work to watch B and take him to the doctor for more meds. When he returned from the doctor's appointment, we learned a very valuable lesson.

Me: So what did the doctor say?

J: Well, the ear infection got worse not better so he prescribed a stronger dose of amoxicillin.

Me: Aw. Bradley loves the bubble gum medicine.

J: Yeah, have they ever asked you if you wanted your medicine flavored?

Me: I don't think so, but they may have and I just don't remember.

J: They asked me. They said it would cost $3 so I said no.

Me: You said no??

J: Yeah. I couldn't imagine you paying $3 for flavoring.

Me: Have you ever tried to give B medicine that's not flavored? I'm pretty sure I would have said yes.

J: Well, maybe it is naturally flavored.

Me: Umm.. probably like nasty medicine. I don't think I've ever had unflavored medicine. Have you?

J: No...

Me: You don't really do well in situations where it is just you and B and you get asked a question, do you?
(Can you tell something similar has happened before?)

J: No. I don't. But I do try.

We, then, give the medicine to B who screams the entire time and spits out most of it.

Me: So I guess it tastes like crap.

J: Hmm... maybe I should call and see if they can add in flavoring.

Me: I think something has to be done. This is horrid. You do know that one of the times I have to do it alone, right? And you do know that it just took both of us to give him this one dose??

J: Do you think they asked because they knew it tasted bad?

Me: I mean, if it tasted wonderful, why would they ask?

So, we called and found out that once it is mixed, there's nothing they can do. And we had 10 days, twice a day to go.

At the end of those 10 days, Jeremy looked at me and simply said, "Saving $3 was not worth it."

To which I replied, "You think?"

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Notes from Jeremy: We did learn that if you stuck the syringe in the back of the throat and squirt really fast, you could avoid the tongue all together with confidence that B did not taste it and it all stayed inside of him.

Video of the Week: Walking Tall

2011-10-24T18:56:00.000-04:00

Over the past month or so, Bradley has been gaining more and more confidence on his feet. He started walking around objects and releasing his hold on the couch or coffee table for about 3 seconds at a time and balancing himself.

Then one day, he decided he was ready to move to the next step. He moved one of his toys off his playmat to the wood floor and started pushing it around the room. At that moment, we decided it was time to get him a walker.

He's had it a week now and he LOVES it. He has figured out how fast he can push it before falling over. He has learned how to catch himself if he does happen to fall. And he is starting to figure out how to move it so he doesn't get stuck against a wall.

I am so proud of him and how quickly he's figuring out his center balance. I am also loving his personality more. Earlier today, he fell while pushing it, but caught himself by his arms and did this whole twisting of the body thing. It was so cute that I started to laugh, but stopped myself in case I hurt his feelings. But just as I stopped, he burst out laughing at himself. I think it says a lot if you can laugh at yourself. :-)

Enjoy!

Finger foods, peppermints, and cookies

2011-10-19T14:50:00.000-04:00

Remember the post about how all the light bulbs are against me? Well, in the post I mentioned one of the scariest moments of my life.

I'm not sure how old I was. I'm going to say 12, but I could have been younger. I was sitting at our dining room table with all my siblings. We were doing homework, coloring, eating, and talking. My dad was in his workshop about 300 feet away from our house.

As a kid, my favorite hobby was talking. I was always getting in trouble for it. And my parents had always told me not to talk with food in my mouth. But I didn't take them seriously. I mean, they were parents - what do they know??

So there I was doing homework, talking to my siblings while eating a peppermint when all of a sudden the peppermint got lodged in the back of my throat.

Now, I know I was little, but I seriously will never forget that sensation of not being able to breathe and knowing that your life is in the hands of your siblings who are younger and having that life flash before your eyes. It was horrible. I remember standing, Megan screaming and I'm sure she was crying, and Ryan saying something then running out our door to get dad.

My dad showed up about 2 minutes later and did the Heimlich. The peppermint went flying across our kitchen and I could once again breathe.

I honestly never thought much about that day until recently. Bradley has officially moved away from pureed foods and is on to finger foods. And I have never been more freaked out.

At B's 9 month appointment, his pediatrician and I talked about finger foods and what all I should be giving him. He mentioned a ton. I then asked him how small I should be cutting them up. I told him about the size I was currently doing which was about half of a pea and he seriously burst out laughing. He then showed me with his fingers which size I should be doing and I gasped. "What if he chokes???" I asked. The doctor assured me all will be fine... I would see. He then said that I should also offer B vanilla wafers because it would probably feel good against his gums.... "and you can give him the whole cookie." I think I might have asked 4 times if he was sure. He was.

That afternoon I gave B a cookie. Jeremy was there for moral support. And what does my son do?? He shoves the whole thing in his mouth. I freaked. Jeremy told me to leave the room until B was done. I did. B lived.

Apparently, my son likes to live on the edge and worry his mom because he still eats the vanilla wafers that way. He likes them melting completely in his mouth rather than gnawing on them like most kids his age. He also prefers to store as much as his food as possible in his cheeks for later. And we can never, ever feed him fast enough.

So needless to say that peppermint incident is always in the back of my mind. I'm just thankful that Jeremy feeds him his dinner. I can handle two meals of his crazy, but I think I'd have a heart attack if I had to do all three.

My day

2011-10-18T19:40:00.000-04:00

So how was your day?

My day began at 4:30 a.m. to the sound of Jeremy's alarm followed by the immediate crying of Bradley. This is rare, but sometimes his alarm does wake up our whole house. And trust me - it is not cool.

On top of B being awoken 3 hours prior to when he normally wakes up, he has been super sick with two ear infections and so let's just say this wasn't a "let's just roll him over and he'll go back to sleep" kinda moment. Nope. He was awake, realized he was sick, and cried bloody murder.

On mornings like this, I end up just putting him in the bed with me. Partly because the change of scenery distracts him from whatever is bothering him and mostly because I require a lot of sleep to be able to function. Starting out the day at 4:30 a.m. does not make for a happy household.

After about an hour of talking in our bed and watching Jeremy get ready for work, B was out. I quickly followed and we slept until 8 a.m. Holla!

Once we were up and moving, Bradley got changed and fed and then it was on to playtime. We are working on finishing our living room up (It looks amazing!) and so all the new furniture has B really excited. He started to pull up on one of our side tables, I said no, he stopped, and proceeded to crawl toward our fireplace screen. And that's when I noticed a turd the size of my palm on our floor.

I kid you not- the thing was huge! And my first thought was that Bradley had just crawled in Parker's poo. But upon closer examination the turd had peas and carrots in it which Parker refuses to eat. That's also when I noticed that Bradley was still dropping little pea droplets as he crawled away unaware that he had just dropped the biggest crap of his life on our living room floor.

Now, you have to understand that none of this made sense. Bradley was wearing a diaper that was still secure, a onesie, and pants over that onesie. I have not earthly idea how one any amount of poo got all the way on our floor and two how it could possibly have been that big. And yet there it was.

So now imagine me trying to get Parker away from it, followed by Bradley who all of sudden noticed something on the floor, and more pea droplets. It was a mess of crazy.

Have I mentioned that Megan, my sister, is living with us right now? Well, let's just say I took full advantage and we tagged teamed B, Parker and B's turds.

Then, later on in the day I had to pee. If B is awake, I use our half bath so that I can hear if he gets into anything. He usually follows and sits by the door waiting until I get done. I noticed after I was done that he was at the door. I started to talk to him while I washed my hands. When I turned around, there was Bradley playing in the toilet, water splashing everywhere. I guess curiosity got the best of him.

Then, there was him attempting to lift himself by his arms so that he could get on top of our dining room table, him moving our vacuum cleaning, and him throwing a ball as hard as he could toward the glass on our tv stand. And let me tell you that kid can throw.

So needless to say, today was an adventure... an exhausting, interesting adventure. Now, please excuse me while I get into my pajamas and go to bed... and, yes, I know that is 7:30 p.m. and I just don't care. Like I said. I require a lot of sleep.

Truth of the matter

2011-10-09T20:32:00.002-04:00

You know that joke, "How many {fill in blank} does it take to change a light bulb?"

Well, I take offense to that joke and here's why.

A few years ago {as in 4 years ago}, I turned on a light in our in our living room; the light blew out.

I went to the laundry room and grabbed another bulb.

I then proceeded to put the bulb into the lamp {as I had done many times before} and the light bulb exploded and went everywhere. It was the third most scariest moment of my life.

{In case you are super curious, the first most scariest moment was when I choked on a peppermint and saw my 12 year old life flash before my eyes. The second was a horrible car wreck I was in with Jeremy. And the fourth was when I was attacked multiple times in a week by cockroaches.}

Anyways, back to my story.

The light bulb exploded. I freaked and have refused ever since to change a light bulb. Hence, why I take offense to that nonsense joke.

{How many Jessicas does it take to change a light bulb? None. I don't change them. Why, you ask? Because I am smart enough to avoid the possibility of a light bulb exploding in my face and me loosing an eyeball... that's why!}

See.. if I were to actually say that to people, they'd look at me and laugh. And it's really not a laughing matter.

Then, this morning in Sunday School, a woman spoke about being a wife and how sometimes you need to put your big britches on and handle the household rather than putting so much on your husband.

I was convicted. I rely on Jeremy for a lot like taking out the trash, cleaning the bathrooms, and... changing the light bulbs.

So when a light bulb blew out tonight, I decided to change it myself. My first light bulb in 4 years.

Bradley was asleep. Jeremy was out playing music. I was all alone and determined to take care of it.

I grabbed the bulb, undid the lamp shade, took the light bulb out, put the new light bulb in, turned the light on... and nothing.

Dead serious. Nothing happened.

My first thought was that maybe it wasn't the light bulb. Maybe the lamp isn't fully plugged in. I proceeded to then unscrew the light bulb I had just put in in order to put the original one back in {no use wasting a bulb} and it won't come out.

I went lefty loosey, right tighty... and nothing. So I switched it up and went right loosy, lefty tighty. Still stuck.

So now, the stupid light bulb sits, not working, and waiting for Jeremy to come home and handle it, which, by the way, should have probably happened in the first place. I mean, changing light bulbs isn't too much to put on his plate. Heck, I think I'm going to continue to let him handle the trash and bathrooms too. Obviously, there's a reason he gets those tasks.... Who am I to mess with what works??

**UPDATE**

Jeremy just got home.

He was able to unscrew the light bulb in seconds.

He then looked at me and asked if I had even tried to unscrew it. Really??? It's a conspiracy. The light bulbs are all against me.

Oh, and to add salt to injury, Jeremy told me the lamp was unplugged; it didn't need a new light bulb. {"Why didn't you check, Jessica??" Um.. maybe because the timer clicked as in it was acting as if it was plugged in. Duh!}

All I can say is, Jeremy, you win this hand.... But I'm onto you and the light bulbs. Your time will come....

It's a bird, it's a plane.... It's

2011-10-05T13:10:00.000-04:00

SUPERMAN!

On Monday, I took B to the doctor where I discovered that he was suffering from a severe cold and pretty bad ear infection. He'd woken up both Saturday and Sunday night so I knew something was up.

The rest of the day we took it easy. I knew Tuesday would have to be a low key day too since he had just started his medicine. As I got him dressed Tuesday morning, I had a thought. What would make a little boy feel better than pretending all day??

And that's when Superman appeared.

Superman was made of steel.

Remote controls were no match for his awesome power.

Doors would open and close on his command.

Even cartoons were terrified.

Yes, Bradley was king of his domain.

"Mommy, this Superman is really cool."

"I think I am a natural. Have you seen my muscles??"

"Yes, they are quite large for a baby, Bradley."

"For a baby??? Shoot. They are large for anyone, Mom."

"My bad. Do you feel better? Anything else that you want to do as Superman??"

"Yes, I want to fly."

Ah, to be a kid again...

Catching Up

2011-09-26T19:38:00.000-04:00

It's been ten days since my last post. Did you miss me?? Since I have no way of really knowing, I will assume you've been checking this blog daily and crying out in angst that I haven't been on top of things. It's nice to have make believe fans. It makes me feel so loved. I feel like I should now give an Oscar speech, but then I also think that it would be slightly over kill... you are saved. Send your thank yous to Jeremy. In the past four years of marriage, he has somehow snuck into my psyche. Darn him and his sneakiness.

Speaking of Jeremy, did you know that he reads most every post I write before I post it? One reason is for grammar and errors. But the main reason is that he has to approve any post he's mentioned in. Apparently, when I was born, I was born without something called a filter. He says that a filter would prevent me from sharing too much or saying something that shouldn't be said. To me, the filter sounds pretty lame and not so much fun. So anyways, there are posts that have been deleted and many posts that had to be edited in order to meet his approval. I'm working on one now that's titled "Why I am the mother of a 13-year-old girl." I think it might end up in the delete file on account of my husband. But trust me: it's legit. My child is discovering his emotions and it is tiring.

My sister moved in with us. I have a feeling that many posts in the future will contain her. And since I'm not married to her, she can't really tell me whether or not to post something. Hmmm. I have a feeling that somehow Jeremy will also take over approving on her behalf. I swear, it's a conspiracy.

It's been been fun having Megan around. She's doing an internship called the Fellows Program at our church. Already they took her camping. And if you have ever met my sister, you know that camping is not really an activity she's familiar or comfortable with. She returned to say that it was fun, but she is never doing it again. I think she might have exaggerated on the fun part in an effort to be positive.

I went camping a few times. Each time was in someone's backyard and we ended up going inside to the bed around midnight. I just don't get why someone would choose the ground when you could sleep in a comfortable bed away from critters and bugs. But call me normal.

Bradley had his nine month appointment on Friday. It's official. The doctor thinks I'm a nut. But that will have to be a different post. Let's just say we are slowly moving away from pureed food into finger food and I am having multiple panic attacks a day. I just don't understand how Bradley can eat what I eat when he has no teeth. It just doesn't make sense!

We are having a yard sale this weekend. Not at our house. At a friend's house. I've never had one before. I'm pretty excited. Unfortunately, it is Monday and I now only have 4 days to go through all our stuff to see what we want to sell. Yes, I am the person who has waited until the last minute. And, yes, it has been planned for over a month. But this just means that I'll get rid of more stuff than expected because I won't have time to think about it. Yay! I love cleaning out.

Happy Monday!

Happy 9 months!

2011-09-15T11:31:00.000-04:00

I cannot believe that Bradley has been out of my womb for almost as long as he was in it. Jeremy made the comment the other day that at this stage in life, our life seems to happening so quickly and how he can't believe how much has happened in such a short time. It's so true. These past nine months have flown by.

Bradley is mastering skills and moving on to the next one almost within a day. He is seriously keeping us on our toes.

He is crawling as fast as his little legs and arms will take him throughout our house. He is standing and walking while holding on to things.

Bradley understands the word "no." He hates, hates, hates to upset me or Jeremy. And gives us wet and sloppy kisses that melt our hearts.

He loves to destroy things, can wave, and repeat sounds we make. (Earlier today I told him to say, "I love you, dada." He seriously made noise that sounded just like he was repeating the phrase.)

He loves to share. He is always giving me his toys to play with or shoving Parker's toys in Parker's mouth so that he will play with him.

He is definitely a thinker and will play with an object until he can figure it out. Yesterday, he had a closed box of cheez-its. He played with that box until he finally figured out how to open it and grab himself a cracker out.

He is experiencing some separation anxiety. Let's just say he's a big time mama's boy. (Can you honestly blame him though?? I rap. I have a feather in my hair. I am one cool mom.... j.u..s.t. k.i.d.d.i.n.g. It's an issue we are trying to work through. Thank goodness for the outdoors.)

He LOVES baby puff cereal. We call it baby crack. We also have started giving him other finger foods and he is loving the freedom of feeding himself. I, however, am not enjoying the mess it is creating.

He loves to play ball, especially with Parker. He loves singing, clapping, and dancing. Unfortunately, Yo Gabba Gabba is becoming a popular show for him since that's all they do.

He enjoys playing games and being tickled.... wait... maybe I enjoy tickling him more than he enjoys being tickled. Either way, is there anything sweeter than a baby's laugh??

He is learning cause and effect. For instant, one of his toys light up and when you press the lights it plays a song. He now presses the buttons when lit. He can also turn on his lamp and work the Wii Remote although he doesn't quite get which button does which.

He can climb up the stairs and is learning how to properly get down. We've added spices to his food. Cinnamon is his favorite. He hates, hates avocados. We are slightly concerned since we eat Mexican food about 3 times a week. But we are letting it slide for now.

Yes, nine months have flown by, but what a joy they have been. It's funny because whenever I am out and about with Bradley I hear the same thing over and over. "What a happy baby!" And if I were to describe Bradley in one phrase that's the one I'd have to use. He is a happy baby.

Video of the Week: First signs of a walker.. oh my!

2011-09-13T09:30:00.000-04:00

The minute I get comfortable in one of Bradley's phases, he decides it is best to move on quickly. And so we now have a child who can walk while holding on to something.

Another thing that you might notice at the end of the video: he has figured out our Wii Remote. He knows that it turns on his show, pauses his show, and ends his show. He just doesn't quite know which button does what. Ha!

The Peach Pie of 2011

2011-09-08T14:56:00.000-04:00

Every couple of years, Jeremy and I have "the fight."

It's the fight that goes down in our history book as the most ridiculous fight in the world.

In 2009, it was "the poodle."

This year, it was "the Peach Pie."

It all started with a trip to some friends' of ours house. They commented on how my pictures of my peach cobbler on the internet look so yummy.The comment completely through me off guard. I smiled, but wondered if I really had made a peach cobbler. Then, as I got in my car, I realized that they had seen pictures of me making Bradley's baby food!

And that's when it began.

I thought, maybe I could make a peach cobbler.

So the next day I went to the grocery store and bought 13 peaches. Some for Bradley and some for the pie. (I decided that a peach pie might be easier than a peach cobbler since I could buy the crust.)

That night, Jeremy and I had this conversation.

Me: "I want something for dessert, but I don't know what."

Jeremy: "I thought you were going to make peach pie."

Me: "I don't want to make peach pie. I think I'll make it tomorrow. I kinda want ice cream."

Jeremy: "Do we have ice cream?"

Me: "No. And I don't want to buy ice cream. I think I want chocolate chip cookies."

Jeremy: "Do we have stuff to make them?"

Me: "No."

Jeremy: "How about some biscoff spread and nutella?"

Me: "No.. we are almost out of nutella and I like it for breakfast."

Jeremy: "Well, how about I go pick us up something for dessert?"

Me: "No... I don't want to go out."

Jeremy: "I'll go get it. What do you want?"

Me: "I don't know. You decide."

Jeremy: "I'll go to Dairy Queen. What do you want?"

Me: "I want chocolate chip cookies from Fresh Market."

Jeremy: "Are you sure?"

Me: "Yes."

Jeremy: "Do you want me to get anything else while there?"

Me: "Maybe a coke in a glass bottle? I don't know.. just surprise me."

Now, when I said surprise me I meant the coke and maybe nutella since we were almost out. My husband on the other hand thought I really wanted to be surprised by another dessert. Because of course I need two desserts, right?? Wrong.

So my sweet husband who went out to get me dessert came into our house with chocolate chip cookies, a coke, and (insert dramatic: dun, dun, dun here) a peach pie. Here's how our conversation went upon his return:

Jeremy: "Look what I got?"

Me: "What is that?"

Jeremy: "A peach pie! Now, you don't have to make one."

Me: "What do you mean? Did you not want me to make peach pie?"

Jeremy: "No.. I just thought 'now you don't have to make one.'"

Me: "What am I supposed to do with the 8 peaches I bought to make the peach pie?"

Jeremy: "I don't know. You could still make it."

Me: "So now, we'll have two peach pies. Will you be able to eat two peach pies??"

Jeremy: "I thought I was helping."

Me: "Helping?? How much did it cost?"

Jeremy: "$10. I thought it was on sale, but it wasn't."

Me: "You spent $10 on a pie?? One that I had all the ingredients to make??"

Jeremy: "Yeah..."

Me: "It better taste amazing."

Jeremy: "It is from Fresh Market."

Me: "So my peach pie is not going to be as good as Fresh Market's peach pie so you aren't going to eat it."

Jeremy: "I'll eat it."

Me: "It better taste better than theirs."

Jeremy: "I'm sure it will."

Me: "I don't think it can taste better than a $10 pie. And you'll eat two peach pies??"

Jeremy: "Yes, I'll eat two peach pies."

Me: "Good. Because I'm making it. I have to. And you have to like it more."

Jeremy: "I'm sure I will."

Me: "Don't lie to me."

And there you have it. The peach pie of 2011.

Video of the Week: My son can blink

2011-09-07T21:54:00.001-04:00

One of the best parts about watching my son is seeing him discover the world for the first time.

Jeremy and I still talk about Bradley's first experience with the wind. He was about 3 months old and we were in Atlanta for the day. It was really chilly so we had him bundled up tight. We stepped outside of a building and a cold gush of wind immediately met us. Bradley's face lit up, his eyes closed and he giggled. It was the neatest thing for Jeremy and I.

Well, this past week, we had another first experience. With the help of a friend visiting from Portugal (thanks Luis!), Bradley discovered that he could make himself blink.

So since this past Friday, Bradley has been showing us this new trick nonstop.

Enjoy!

How I met a star

2011-08-31T20:25:00.000-04:00

It was this past Friday. The day was sunny and hot: typical for a summer day in the South.

We had already been to Sublime donuts and IKEA and eaten lunch at California Pizza. Our next stop was the reason for the trip.

I needed turquoise for our living room and Z Gallerie had it in bundles.

We had been in the store for about 10 minutes when I saw her. Immediately, my heart started to pound and I whispered to my sister... "that's the star of Vampire Diaries."

(via Inside TV)

You see, the show is filmed in Atlanta. My brother and I follow the whole cast on Twitter so that we can know where they are filming and hanging out. We knew that eventually we could meet one or all of the cast members. Plus, we have a huge desire to be extras on the set. (I am a born star, you know, just waiting to be found.)

But I had no clue I'd be meeting her on Friday at Z Gallerie. It was a fluke, a gift from God, a moment I will not forget.

As my heart pounded and my hands got sweaty, I decided to approach her.

"Nina!"

"Hi."

"Hi. I know this is probably totally not what I am supposed to do, but I just couldn't help it. I am such a huge fan of yours and your show. My husband and I just love it. It's seriously the only teeny-bop show we watch. We seriously love it."

"Aw. Thank you. That's sweet. Is this your son??"

"Yes. Bradley."

And I kid you not my son waved at Nina Dobrev. His first wave was to a star. He really knows how to pull out all the stops.

After a little more chit chat that I cannot remember for the life of me, I asked for a picture. Unfortunately, I was turned down. But my sister was a witness that this did indeed happen and, therefore, I am okay.

I also would be way more offended if one of the guys on the show turned me down... I mean, they are hot in a totally edible way.

(via CW)

Which leads me to Jeremy's comment when I told him my exciting news: "Is she as hot in person as she is on the show?"

And, guys, she is.

For all the ladies, she was buying sheets: 7 sets to be exact. They were a dark grey with a slight brown/purple tint.

She was nice, but not bubbly. I'm sure I caught her completely off guard. I just couldn't miss the opportunity to speak to her.

Now in writing this post, I do realize a couple of things.

1. This show is watched my mainly the tweens and teens. Jeremy and I have come to terms with this and are okay.

2. Most these fans literally scream and freak when the cast make an appearance. I know that I stepped onto that line on Friday. I am also okay with this.

3. Had she been one of the guys from the show, I probably would have ran over that line and then taken it to another level. Let's be glad my encounter was slightly mellow and I was not arrested in front of my 8 month old.

4. My brother happened to mention to me while I was making him awesomely jealous that she is in fact 22. So I freaked out over someone who is 5 years younger than me.

5. You should also know that we have the season premiere on our calendar: Thursday, September 15 at 8 pm on the CW.

No worries. I have scheduled an appointment with my shrink. I am also researching casting companies, because I now must be an extra on their set.

Done and Done

2011-08-30T20:44:00.000-04:00

Warning: I am operating as a single parent of a sick baby this week. This means that I am not thinking clearly, am fully exhausted, and have no idea what day of the week it is or what time it is. Therefore, I am not responsible for anything said below or on following posts this week. Thank you for understanding.

This past weekend I did it. I completed my first 5k run.

Yes, I felt like I was dying at the end. Yes, I was nauseous for about two hours after. Yes, I was shaking and unable to move the rest of the day. But I did it.

This was a huge accomplishment for me. For one, I hate running. I do not find joy in pushing myself to the brink of death in order to grasp a "second wind." Nor do I like to run until my legs turn into jello. Call me sane.

But one day I was possessed with a desire to run in a 5k. I think I might have been under the influence of osmosis from other runners; our town seems to be filled with them.

At the time, I was less than 3 months away from puking my brains out due to being with child. So, needless to say, running a 5k was put on hold.

It was on hold until the child came out and I got back into exercise. I knew I'd never accomplish such an out of place goal without a little push so I signed up for the first 5k that came across Facebook.

The unfortunate part of this detail is that as a novice to running I had little to no idea of how I should choose my first race. It quickly came out that I chose not only one of the hottest times of the year to run in a race, but I also chose the hardest race to run. I'm talking about major hills throughout the race.

From experienced runners I'd get a slight look down and a not so positive "You can do it" comment. From other novices I'd get "Um... that is going to be tough."

Then, Jeremy and I drove the course. We got lost and then realized that on one of those hills, my automatic car rolled backwards. I sat at the top of the hill and cried. Jeremy asked me why I didn't do more research. I asked if I had to run in it. He said we'd take it like champs and I'd have to up my ante.

So the week of the race I hit the gym hard. My first night I ran two miles without stopping. After I finished, three employees came up to me to ask if I was okay. They were quite nice. I pretended like I didn't think I was dying from a heart attack.

Later that night, I took off my shoes to find that I had also lost quite a bit of blood. This could explain why I had felt lightheaded. My sister asked me if my feet hurt. But alas my feet and legs had been numb since I ran those two miles which was about two hours prior. So no, I felt no pain.

I believe, I cried myself to sleep that night as well.

I thought about writing a farewell letter on here the day before the race. Letting you all know how much you mean to me and then how to arrange my funeral. But I decided that I needed to be positive the day before.

I tried, but honestly, I was a nervous wreck. I knew the course was hard. I knew I was not prepared fully for such a course. I was seriously afraid of embarrassing myself.

Here's a picture before the race:

And here's a picture right after:

The course was h.a.r.d. to say the least. At the first mile marker, I looked at Jeremy and said "that's it??" My body felt like I had run two miles already. The hills were seriously killer. And I'd lie if I didn't tell you that towards the end when I had to get over yet another hill, I started to get bitter. But Jeremy encouraged me and we trekked on and finished strong. My time was 41 minutes and a few seconds. Not too bad considering the hills and my lack of training on such massive hills.

At the time, I really thought I was dying and would never ever think of running again. But now that a couple days have passed, I really feel like I might need to do it one more time on an easier course and see if I can improve my time.

I told this to Jeremy and he said I need to train harder for the next one.

PS Did you notice how his "before" picture and "after" picture look identical???? And, unfortunate for me, he did no training for this race.... stupid boys.

PSS He has also informed me that he wants to race in this race again next year except more competitively. I'm sure he's implying it would be without me. This almost makes me want to train on that course and out do him. Almost.

PSSS Seriously, thank you to all those who supported me before, during and after the race. You all were so sweet to me. I really do love you all.

PSSSS You should see my calves. They are beee-aaauuu-tiful. Runners calves indeed. I guess this means to keep them I have to keep running. Phooey.

Video of the Week: Crawling and Playing Ball

2011-08-17T11:12:00.000-04:00

After receiving an e-mail from my Grandpa last week, I realized that neither have I told you Bradley officially crawls "normally" or shown you a video! I apologize.

PS If you don't want to watch the whole video, you should at least go to the end. It's funny.

PSS Bradley and Parker seriously "play ball" like this all the time. Parker will take him his ball. Bradley will throw it. Parker will watch. Bradley will chase the ball. Bradley will throw the ball again. Parker will continue to watch. I'm starting to think that Parker is making fun of our kid.

A marriage and a baby

2011-08-16T09:16:00.000-04:00

Jeremy and I have been very fortunate in our first four years of marriage. It hasn't been completely fight free, but neither of us could say it has been hard either. I suppose it's because we knew each other so long before getting married. Plus, we were great friends before we even dated. So we just got more comfortable with each other in marriage.

Enter baby.

While our lives didn't change too much after having Bradley, our marriage certainly did. I remember the first couple of weeks after Bradley's birth the immense love Jeremy and I felt for each other. It was really wonderful and seriously there was no other time I felt closer to my husband. However, shortly after exhaustion began to set in and weigh on our marriage.

And to be honest, for the first time in four years, it was tough. I was tired, my brain wasn't working properly, and I needed/wanted more attention than normal from Jeremy.

At the same time, Jeremy was tired, he was trying to meet my needs by giving me breaks from Bradley plus figure out how to be a working dad, and he was just out of the habit of pursuing me.

It was hard.

Add to it that neither of us really ever dated each other. We were such great friends before we dated that when we started "dating" we pretty much did the same thing as before just added in kissing.

So for the first time in four years, we both had to be super intentional. Intentional with our actions and intentional with our time. Plus, we had to clearly communicate what we needed most from the other person. (Have you ever tried to clearly communicate on three hours of sleep?? It took us a while.)

The funk lasted about five months. It was hard, but so worth the outcome.

This past week a friend from our church sent out the music video of Andrew Peterson's song "Dancing in the Minefields". The lyrics are beautiful and so true. Here's a snippet.

Well "I do" are the two most famous last words
The beginning of the end
But to lose your life for another I've heard is a good place to begin
'Cause the only way to find your life is to lay your own life down
And I believe it's an easy price for the life that we have found

And we're dancing in the minefields
We're sailing in the storms
And it was harder than we dreamed
But I believe that's what the promise is for
That's what the promise is for

Jeremy and I so easily forget the beauty of marriage and its symbolism to Christ and the Church. How awesome is it that I have the opportunity to live out the gospel daily in my own home? That I can lose my life for another. That I can go "dancing in the minefields" and fully rely on the promise.

Yup, a marriage and a baby may be tough. But a marriage and a baby is full of blessings.

The music video via YouTube:

Baby Food Maker

2011-08-15T09:43:00.000-04:00

We all know how I despise cooking. We also know how very bad I am at it. So you can only imagine Jeremy's reaction when I declared, "I'm going to make my own baby food for Bradley." I seriously recall a smirk, a smile, a laugh, then a serious face followed by the question, "really??".

Jeremy has no faith in me.

I figured I had a couple things going for me. One I didn't need seasonings. Bradley's food was supposed to be bland. Two it was also supposed to be basic: one ingredient. And three since Bradley was new to food, he'd have no idea if what he was eating was bad or good!

I couldn't lose.

So I started out with peas. I steamed them and then pureed them in my food processor. My food processor was happy. I think this was the first time I had used it since we got it as a wedding gift. Wait. I take that back. I used it once to make guacamole. It was unsuccessful so the food processor got banned from our kitchen.

Anyways. The peas turned out great! I couldn't believe it. So then I moved on. I found this great website to help me with knowing when to introduce certain fruits and veggies, which I needed to be careful about, and when I could buy organic. (One big tip I picked up was that when buying carrots, avoid the baby carrots. They apparently aren't as nutritious as the big ones.)

The website also taught me how to deal with difficult veggies like peas, green beans, and carrots. These are harder to puree because of their skin. So there are tricks like plunging the peas into ice water right after boiling them so that the skin will soften. I prefer to use frozen peas. It's easier to puree. The ice and water thing never really worked for me.

So anyways. I had been making Bradley's food for a while and began to stockpile it in our freezer. One day, I was making a ton and needed my food processor to be about 4 times larger and that is when I remembered my blender.

It's a Black and Decker and has a puree button on it. And here, internet, was a lifesaver. This guy pureed all the baby food like my food processor couldn't. It took less time and pureed it all super smooth. Honestly, I don't even have to plunge my peas anymore! So once again my food processor has been moved to the top shelf. Poor guy. He just can't get a break.

Here are a few other tips I've picked up along the way.

Apples can be baked, but it's much quicker and easier to peel them, core them, dice them, then cook them in a pot with just enough water to cover them.
Carrots should be bought fresh and peeled really, really well.
For peas, I have found that buying frozen peas in the steamer bags at Publix are the easiest to puree.
Buy fruits and veggies that are in season. It's much cheaper.
I simply mash up bananas with a fork and feed them to Bradley. He loves the slight texture.
Mango are done the same way as bananas, no need to puree, but avoid contact with the skin; it contains allergens. Bradley is actually allergic to them. The way we knew is that after he'd eat them, he'd get pimples around his neck and chin area. Apparently, this is common.
Meats are easy too. I boil the chicken and puree it just like I do the others. I sometimes add just a little of sodium-free chicken broth to add a slight flavor.
Learn how much baby food a veggie/fruit makes. For instance, one sweet large potato makes 8 oz. of baby food. I have made the mistake of making way more baby food than I had containers for because I had trouble knowing how much to buy. It helps me be able to give Bradley a variety each week since I only have so many storage containers.

And in case you are worried about my son's health, Jeremy taste tests everything we feed him. He has been impressed. He has also wondered why I like making baby food, but still don't like making him food. I simply told him that Bradley doesn't critic me.

Also, just so you know, we have bought baby food in the jars. We bought more at the beginning because I was unsure of how well I'd do at making it myself. Now, we only have a little and mainly use it for when we are traveling or eating out and I don't have time to microwave his food before we are leave.

Jeremy has told me mine tastes better.

I have my suspicions though. He might have been sucking up at the time. I think he's hoping I'd get more joy out of fixing his food. But unfortunately, like the food processor, he just doesn't seem to have any luck.

A living room update

2011-08-05T10:32:00.000-04:00

Dear internet friends,

Thank you. Thank you for allowing me to rant and rave about our living room. Thank you for the opportunity to tell you how horrible it has been picking out a layout, furniture, and design with my husband. Seriously. Because of you, my sweet, loving, wonderful husband has backed off. He has agreed that I can take more of a lead. He has given me freedom... within our budget. And I seriously have you to thank.

And just so you know. Within 10 minutes of Jeremy handing over the control, I ordered two couches, two chairs, a tv stand, and bookmarked a side table that will be ordered a little later. Yes, internet friends, we have made progress. (Plus, I was a little nervous he'd change is mind.) Unfortunately, almost everything I ordered is on backorder so you might have to wait until Christmas to see it finished. But it is ordered!!

We did get in our two chairs. They look so great and are super comfortable!

So seriously I cannot thank you enough.

PS Do you see how happy Jeremy looks?? Apparently, he likes my style. Who woulda thought??

A few of my favorite things

2011-08-04T10:17:00.000-04:00

One thing I've thoroughly enjoyed from other bloggers is seeing the products they love, especially from the moms. I've gotten many products just from their recommendation so I thought I'd pass along the products that I couldn't live without right now.

1. Dwinguler Eco-Friendly playmat

I love, love, love this playmat. It's soft, flexible, waterproof, slip resistant, super easy to clean, and "green". I can leave Bradley on this mat and not have to worry about him falling and hurting himself which has been key lately since all he wants to do is stand. It also is so soft that it protects his boney knees as he crawls on it. Plus, he loves the bright colors and pictures. Parker thinks it's really comfortable too.

2. Shark Steam Mop

This product is awesome. We have all hard wood floors in our house and so sanitizing/keeping them clean with a little baby was a must especially as he got more mobile. This product does just that! I plug it in, let the steam get working, and then I get working on the floors. It's quick, easy, and does it's job well. I probably use it about every other time I vacuum and honestly have no complaints.

3. Go Crib

This travel crib is awesome. We love it. It's easy to pack up, light weight, outdoor friendly, and will grow with Bradley. Already he can crawl in and out of it through the side door. How much fun is this going to be when he gets older and we can use it as a fort???

4. Fisher-Price Laugh & Learn Learning Puppy

This is Bradley's favorite toy right now. It talks to him, sings to him, and teaches him. Bradley talks back, sings back, and laughs. It's really fun to watch him interact with this toy and I think Jeremy and I have just as much fun with it as he does.

5. Munchkin Fresh Food Freezer Cups

These cups are great for anyone making their own baby food. They hold 2 oz. of fresh made baby food and can be frozen, microwaved, and washed in the dishwasher. They are made of silicone so you can pop out the frozen food easily if needed. Plus they are easy to toss into a diaper bag if eating out. I really couldn't live without these.

6. Instagram

This app is my favorite. It's an easy way to take, edit and share beautiful shots. I'm addicted it. I especially love following other people and getting a glimpse into their life and seeing their wonderful photos.

So those are a few of my favorite things right now. What are some of yours? I'd love to hear!

Don't mess with us

2011-08-03T10:10:00.000-04:00

This past week Jeremy and I had to take a stand to protect our home. You see, a pregnant squirrel thought we'd be sympathetic to her needs, you know, since we have a baby and all, and allow her to set up home in our attic for her babies.

Unfortunately for her, she was mistaken.

Jeremy talked to a few guys who recommended he use moth balls to ensure she'd leave. Have you ever been around moth balls?? Let's just say it isn't pleasant. The minute Jeremy opened the bag the house immediately began to fill with that horrible smell. So upon my complaining and begging, Jeremy took them outside and began to think and continued to ask around. Again, everyone said that moth balls were the way to go.

In the meantime, the pregnant squirrel was determined to use our house. She ate through a wood board near our roof. The board wasn't rotten and was recently replaced. She was not deterred. For some reason, our house was perfect.

At first she only worked on her nest in the early evening, but then she decided that wasn't enough time and decided to work on it during the day when I was alone with Bradley. This was not cool with me.

And let's just be honest for a minute. I was freaked. She was persistently clawing at our walls in particular the wall that led to my son's room. If she thought she was territorial, she had another thing coming. This was my home and my baby she was bothering. It was on. Donkey Kong style.

So after much complaining and persisting, Jeremy agreed to come home and deal with the issue at hand.

Since everyone recommended moth balls, he decided to throw some in the hole and seal it up. The process took a couple hours. And we are so thankful for a friend's help in all this.

Problem solved, right?

Nope. Not at al.

In case you were wondering, moth balls were created by the devil. Within 30 minutes, the smell filled Bradley's room and started creeping down our stairs. And, apparently, this smell meant that dangerous fumes also entered our home. Fumes that are clearly warned about on the box.

So now I'm not only mad at the squirrel, but I am also mad at moth balls. And worried that my son is going to die from these stupid things invented for the sole purpose of stinking up homes.

Poor Jeremy then had to go back up to the roof, undo part of the board, pull out the moth balls, and reattach the board. Mind you, all this happened as I was trying to hold his ladder for him and run interference with our screaming child who thought we were abandoning him to play outside. It was an horrifically long day.

Thankfully, the moth balls were removed, we were able to air out the smell, and we moved on.

That is until the next day when the stupid pregnant squirrel decided to enter our house another way.

This time, however, Jeremy and I had enough. He sealed up her second entry point and then took care of her personally.

Yes, that's right. We are a force not to be reckoned with.

Scared?

You should be.

That is, of course, if you are a squirrel trying to enter our home.

Week Recap

2011-07-23T09:35:00.000-04:00

This week started out with us switching Bradley over to his big boy convertible car seat.

Then,. Bradley decided that it was now time for him to stand on his own.

He started with the stairs, moved to our coffee table, and now can stand from sitting up. And all this happened in one week.... Jeremy and I are begging the boy to slow down. I don't know if I am ready for a walker.

Bradley also found joy in planking this week.

Personally, I think he's the cutest planker ever. I've also heard that we need to move on to owling and leisure diving; both of which Bradley's just a tad too young to do, although at his learning rate he might surprise me!

Speaking of learning, I taught Bradley a very valuable skill this week. You can see him using such skill below.

Yes, I am a proud mom this week, a scared mom, but a proud mom for sure.

A Nightmare.

2011-07-20T14:02:00.001-04:00

Welcome to our future living room or what I would like to call my personal hell.

For the past 7 months, Jeremy and I have been searching for the perfect furniture. If you have never searched for furniture with your beloved let me warn you. It is not fun. It is not fun. It is not fun.

I have scoured the internet, stores, and blogs all in search of that one piece that would make my husband happy.

The first problem was the layout of the room. It's narrow and the windows are in weird places and the air vents and cords are all in crazy areas. It's just a silly room to start.

It took me one month and 3 layout plans for Jeremy and I to agree. This does not include the prior year when we would talk about it a lot. Each conversation ending with one of us storming out of the room screaming, "Fine!" (You can probably assume which one of us that was.)

Then, we had very different styles. I would find something I liked and Jeremy would shoot it down as passively aggressive as possible. Then, he'd find something he loved and I would shoot it down as aggressively as possible. Great pair, huh? Seriously made me want to scream.

I'm all about how it looks and Jeremy is all about comfort. So while I can look in catalogs and online, Jeremy must sit in each one. This my friends means that we are having to go to many, many stores which has taken us sooo long. It seriously has been a nightmare.

And then out of the blue I found a couch that was perfect for both of us. We quickly laid down blue tape to match the measurements of the couch and what would you know.... it was too large! I think I might have actually sat within that blue square and cried.

Nowhere in our crazy sized living room would that couch fit. It was over; I had to say good-bye.

Then, I found another couch that made Jeremy smile... I was on a roll. And this one fit!!

That night we ordered about a million swatches to go through. Three days later the swatches arrived. That same day the couch stopped being produced. I kid you not. I called and talked to 3 different sales associates. The couch is no longer available. As in we are back at square one. As in I might die before this living room is complete.

It's horrific. My tombstone is bound to read: All she wanted was a couch; all she got was blue tape.

Great....

Week Recap

2011-07-15T14:54:00.000-04:00

1. I made Jeremy's lunch every night this week for the next day. This highly goes against the feminist within. I have since decided to shave my head and burn my bra. I have also told Jeremy that lapse in judgements such as these may cause me to be forced into early retirement.

2. Our house is spotless. See above.

3. I have made tons of baby food this week. Bradley is enjoying fresh apples, sweet potatoes, peas, carrots, squash, bananas. and peaches. The peaches are seriously good.

After the bake.

Ready for puree.

Finished and yummy!

4. Bradley now gets an afternoon snack in his mesh pack. He seriously goes "Mmmmm" the entire time.

5. Parker has spent approximately 8 hours in his crate each day. Mind you this has been his choice. I have neither told him to get in it nor have I shut the door to the crate. He willingly has put himself inside of it. We think it might have something to do with Bradley's constant yelling at him.

6. We've had to keep Bradley off his head this week due to a recent encounter with carpet. It has been interesting to say the least. We've had to get pretty creative especially since Bradley seriously cannot sit still for any amount of time.

7.The heat is killing my workout routine. Apparently, the weather could care less that I have a 5K in just over a month that I really need to survive.

8.We are waiting on swatches for to pick out fabric for our living room furniture. Yes, this means that Jeremy and I have actually agreed on something. It's a miracle.

9. We got in the first DVD of Psych Season 5 via Netflix. This show is ah-mazing.

10. I got this text from Megan earlier this week.

Yes. Looks like my weekend is planned. What about you? Any fun plans this weekend? Feathers in your head as well perhaps??

The General

2011-07-13T16:38:00.001-04:00

A few months back, Jeremy came home and we had a conversation:

J: I'm getting an award at work.

Me: An award?? What for??

J: For all the work I've done for VPP... you know, all that safety stuff on the base they are pushing.

Me: You're getting a safety award?? Were you extra safe this month??

J: (rolls eyes) Something like that.

Me: I'm so proud! Is there a ceremony.

J: I think so.

Me: Well, can Bradley and I come??

J: I don't know. It's just a small thing.

Me: But we are so proud that you were super safe and helped others be super safe. Do you think you'll get a pocket protector as an award?

J: (rolls eyes again) No... but let me look into it. You don't have to come.

Me: Will the General be there??

J: He might.

Me: Then, we HAVE to go. I want Bradley to meet the General.

J: (rolls eyes) Ok.

Sure enough, we could go and go we went. Jeremy tried so hard to downplay it. He tried to talk us out of it. But we were too proud NOT to go. Plus, all I could think of was the General and how we might meet him. It was a big deal all around.

The ceremony was actually a way bigger deal than Jeremy let on. TONS of people were there to support their co-workers and many awards were given out. Some departments had prepared cheers for those awarded from their wing; some brought air horns; and the General was definitely there.

Afterwards, he came up to Bradley and I and personally thanked us for being in attendance and then asked if he could have his picture with us. Umm.... Yes, sir! (I might have saluted him. It's really all a blur. I was so excited!)

Well, last week the pictures came in!!

Sorry the picture is blurry. it's a picture of the actual picture. Don't ask. I don't want to tell.

It was really an exciting day. And if you can see, Bradley wore his "wing-man" shirt in honor of safety and the Air Force!

Locked out

2011-07-12T14:20:00.000-04:00

The time has come.

Bradley can now move into every room of our house and has thus located our stairs. Before long he will discover the cabinets and drawers and the joys of opening and slamming them shut.

So this past weekend, we baby proofed. We put those lock thingies on all our drawers and cabinets in the kitchen, put up a baby gate at the top of our stairs, and sat back in relief.

But you see, Jeremy and I now can't get into anything either. Anytime a drawer or cabinet is opened in our house a quick, "UGH!" plus or minus a few other choice words follows. We can't seem to remember that there's now a secret handshake and money transfer that must happen before we can grab a fork or a kitchen towel. Yesterday, I even flinched when I opened the fridge thinking that all of a sudden it was going to snap shut on me.

Then you have the stairs and it's own guard. Already I have tripped over the stupid thing more than once and discovered that carrying Parker and Bradley is now out of the question. I have also learned that it is wise to say a quick prayer before reaching that horrible gate.

This whole baby proofing thing has me in a frenzy. I am a nervous wreck. I'm scared of the kitchen, scared to come down the stairs, and scared that Bradley is going to outsmart me and his dad by figuring out how to use all these things before we do! It's a nightmare! I mean, the makers of all these things do not play.

So if you don't hear from me soon, just know that one of these contraptions has kidnapped me and send help! I'll be the one shaking and crying in a corner somewhere.

Happy 7 Months!

2011-07-11T14:55:00.000-04:00

Bradley is 7 months old.... as in 5 months from now, he will be ONE... as in I need a moment.

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Ok. Thank you for being patient. I just can't believe how fast time seems to be moving.

Bradley is so much fun and he definitely knows how to keep one b.u.s.y.

At last height/weigh in, he was in the 28 inches long and 14.14 oz. Tall and lean. And this makes him like me....not his daddy... so there.

Bradley's eating lots and lots. He loves bananas more than anything, although prune/apple juice are a pretty close second. Peas are his least favorite. I have to sneak those in.

He is also moving all over our house. I can't leave him alone at all. He moves on his head, on his stomach, scoots a little on all fours... it's crazy how fast he can get from point a to point b. He is also trying to stand, but thankfully hasn't figured out how to balance himself and grab a hold of something to pull himself up yet.

I love how now I can see his personality coming out more than ever. He is a determined little kid. If he sees something he wants, he will work super hard until he gets it and there is no distracting him or changing his mind.

He can sit up too, although, he doesn't understand nor enjoy the idea of "being still" for any amount of time.

Parker is his favorite play buddy. Whenever he's near, Bradley will call to him and immediately move towards him.. usually while yelling. It's really funny how happy Parker makes Bradley.

Bradley really loves to talk. We'll sit on the couch or at his play area and he'll just start telling me all kinds of things. Makes me wish I knew what goes on in his head. He can say gagaga, bababa, yayaya and dadada along with other random sounds. We are working on the "m" and "p" sound.

He recently learned how to smack his lips, purr, grunt and gargle. Hilarious.

We go running together lots of mornings and he really loves it. I think the outdoors are going to be our best friend as he gets older. It calms him and keeps him occupied. Cause that child of mine gets bored so easily.

Yes, he's growing super fast.

Four years and counting

2011-07-07T07:42:00.000-04:00

I love my husband. I love how smart he is. I love that he works hard. I love that he is just as competitive, if not more, than me. I love his servant-like heart. I love that we can fight knowing that we'll make up quickly. I love how he makes me laugh. I love his laugh. I love watching him become an amazing dad. I love watching Bradley's love grow for him. And I love that at any moment a dance party can commence in our living room.

So in honor of our fours years, Jeremy....

Happy four years, Jeremy! I am so thankful God gave us to each other and that our love does grow stronger with each passing day.

For example, my love grew stronger because you took the day off to take me to brunch ;-)

It really did make this day perfect.

Thank you.

I love you with all my heart.
Jessica

Now, on a completely different note, I swear my dad had the lead singers hairstyle growing up. I am also kinda sure he had a very similar suit... I just hope he didn't dance like the bassist. Although, that wouldn't really surprise me either.

A Conversation with Bradley

2011-07-05T10:02:00.001-04:00

" Hey Bradley. What are you doing?"

"Hanging on the couch with you. But only because it means I don't have to go to bed yet."

"But you'll have to go soon. You need sleep so that you can grow big and strong."

"You're silly, Mom. I'm already big and strong!"

"But you can be even bigger and stronger. Like your daddy."

"Daddy is way big and strong. He's goofy too."

"He is goofy. I like it."

"Yeah. Me too. I also like sweet potatoes, peas, carrots, bananas, oatmeal, squash...."

"Woah. You like a lot."

"Yeah. I do like a lot. It's all new."

"Yeah. I think if it were all new to me, I'd like it all too."

"Mom?"

"Yes, Bradley?"

"I think I am getting tired."

"You look like it."

"Am I that obvious??"

"Yeah. You are. But that's a good thing. It makes my job easier."

"Your job??"

"Yeah. Taking care of you, silly boy!"

"Oh! I guess that's an important job."

"It is and a fun one."

"Can I go to bed now?"

"Yes, Bradley. So that you'll grow big and strong."

"Like Daddy."

Vacation in Orlando Disney Style

2011-07-01T17:31:00.000-04:00

While in Orlando, we decided to visit Downtown Disney.

I had never been and was so excited for Bradley to experience just a little of Disney. You see, as a kid, all I watched was Disney movies. I can quote much of all the classics and can definitely perform all the songs. Just ask the couple of hundreds of tourist that walked by me as I did so in Downtown Disney.

Lego Land, Rainforest Cafe, Disney shops... It was so much fun! Plus, Bradley rode a carousel for the very first time.

And just for laughs... check out that face!

And Rebekah's comment this day, "No wonder y'all go to bed early. Having a baby is tiring."

Vacation in Orlando Continued

2011-06-28T15:21:00.000-04:00

Tuesday morning started off much like Monday except rather than comment on being bored Rebekah asked how long we had been there because it felt like a week. Ha!

We decided to just hang out around the hotel and the pools!

Yup, Bradley got to experience a big pool for the first time. He was honestly too cool to comment on the matter. Personally, I think he enjoyed the bath afterward a little bit more, but he will neither confirm nor deny those thoughts.

The video of his first time in the kiddy pool is below! (Warning: It's long. I'm really white. And I use the word rectal. Yup, I have no boundaries.)

That evening Rebekah and I decided to run the running trail outside.

Before I tell this story you should know a couple of things.

1. Rebekah and I are basically the same person except she got all the athletic genes and dark skin (see above).

2. I like to torture myself and in that mindset signed up for a 5k race.

So I needed to run and Rebekah wanted to run. Got it?

Well, we first went by the front desk to get a map of the trail. The kind hostess told us that the trail was well lit and had signs marking where to go.It sounded super simple.

We started at the water fountain. I told her my plan was a walk/run method. She said that she'd meet me back at the fountain cause let's get real. She was going to smoke me. And we were off.

I kept up with Rebekah pretty well at the beginning. Then , about 1/4 of a mile in she was gone and I was walking. Oh, and I do wish I was kidding.

Then, about half a mile in the trail seemed to disappear. There was a sign pointing left with a sign saying 3.3 miles out of 10. Umm... the hostess said the running trail was 1.5 miles. That 10 mile trail was not for me. So I decided to follow the sidewalk and go straight which led me past the security gate, out of the hotel, and on to a main street with no signs for the trail!

I decided to continue to follow the sidewalk to the left until it ended. I turned around and decided that the trail must be to the right. But then it never turned back to the hotel.

And then I realized that I was semi-lost.

And since Rebekah and I are the same person, she was lost too. My baby sister was lost!

I quickly decided to turn around and head back. I'd been running/walking for a mile at that point so Rebekah should already be back or coming close to being back. If she wasn't, I was going to steal the valet's golf cart and find her.

Being the good sister I am, I attempted to run the whole way until I realized that the whole way was up hill. That's when I decided it was okay to walk back too... as long as I was fast at it.

Thankfully, just as I got to the water fountain I noticed Rebekah was coming my way. Whew!! No need to steal that golf cart.

And what would you know? The first thing she said was, "Did you get lost?? Cause I ran past the security guard, out of the hotel, and then went one way until the sidewalk ended and then went this long way around. I think we need to study the map before our next run."

Yup. We are the same person. The funniest part, though, was that she actually thought I was going to run with her again. Ha!

Vacation in Orlando

2011-06-27T11:07:00.000-04:00

A few months ago, Jeremy told me that he had training for work in Orlando and thought it would be fun for Bradley and I to go along.

A few months ago, I feared doing anything outside of our home.

But I didn't have any reason not to go since being a stay-at-home mom basically makes my schedule flexible.

So I told Jeremy, we'd see. (Classic non-committal response, right?)

Well, two months ago, he brought it up again.

Two months ago, I was more confident as a parent.

Two months ago, I was smart and asked my little sister to come along.

And two weeks ago, we went!

Before we left, I broke out in hives and wondered what I had gotten myself into. Packing for three people is slightly nightmarish add in a dog and you might as well say a prayer that you survive the event of packing. We looked like we were going cross-country not 6 hours away. And poor Rebekah had to fit all her belongings in a carry-on sized suitcase. Thankfully, Parker and all his things were being left with my other sister, Megan, and so that gave Rebekah a little more room.

The hotel we stayed in was really nice.

(view from our room)

It had four pools (a lap, kiddy, family, and adult), a golf course, running trails, and security guards at the entrance. But the best part was that within 10 miles was two outlet malls, one regular mall, IKEA, Universal Studios, and Disney.

(view from our room)

Yes, shopping was number one on my list.

We woke up a little late on Monday and so we ended up spending the morning in the hotel room while Bradley napped. I told Rebekah we'd go to the first outlet that afternoon.

At about 10:30 a.m., Rebekah commented that she was bored. I told her sorry. We have a baby. Go wonder the hotel.

At around 11:30 a.m., we left for the outlet.

At 4:00 p.m., we left to meet Jeremy at IKEA.

At 6:00 p.m., we went to the regular mall.

At 8:30 p.m., I suggested we take it easy the next day and just hang around the hotel and at the pools. Rebekah said that sounded like a great idea.

Yes, I am glad that Rebekah came along. Not only was she a wonderful help and fun company while Jeremy was so busy, but she was also great humor.

Can't wait to share more with you!

The Doctor and I had a talk

2011-06-22T20:22:00.000-04:00

We are blessed with a really easy baby. He sleeps great, eats well, and honestly there just aren't many complaints. It is great; we praise Jesus.

So when my easy baby stopped sleeping at night, I just knew he had to be sick. Why else would he go from sleeping 12 hours to waking up every hour?

Sickness. Yup, that was the answer.

So off to the doctor we went.

And after giving Bradley a thorough look over, our doctor concluded that he was indeed not sick.

My first thought: How do I make him go back to being easy??

However, this is what actually came out:

Me: So why isn't he sleeping??

Doctor: Well, typically during this time a baby's sleep patterns change. They sleep lighter and start to realize that if they cry, you come.

Me: So what do I do? I need sleep.

Doctor: I think it's time you make him cry it out.

Me: I what?

Doctor: Let him cry until he exhausts himself and falls to sleep on his own.

Me: How long does that take?

Doctor: Well, it depends. It may be an hour or it may be two.

Me: You mean, I have to let him cry for two hours... without going in there and making it stop.

Doctor: Yes. You have to let him get to the point where he does that hiccup cry and wears himself out to the point that he falls to sleep on his own. He needs to learn how to soothe himself.

Me: I can't.

Doctor: But you must.

Me: No, I don't think you understand. I really can't.

Doctor (laughs): If you want to sleep, you really have to. You have a couple of options. You can just let him fully cry it out. Or you can do the Ferber method, However, sometimes babies catch on that eventually you will come get them and so it may take longer to get them to go the whole night. Or you can put him in bed with you, but he may never leave your bed.

Me: So hold on. You mean, I have to just let him cry until he falls back to sleep.

Doctor: Yes. I recommend you get a sound machine for his room to help drown out other noise and then one for your room to drown out his sound machine and his crying. I also usually suggest you do this over a 3 day weekend like this past weekend.

Me: So this is going to take a few nights??

Doctor: Yes, it usually takes 3 nights. How do you soothe him now?

Me: Well, we try a pacifier first, then rocking, and then we've been putting him in our bed once we are too tired to get up anymore.

Doctor: I'd put as many pacifiers as you can in his bed. That way he can always grab one and soothe himself first.

Me: So let me get this straight, I have to let him cry until he falls asleep?

Doctor: Yes. You can do this.

Me: I don't know...

Doctor: You have to.

Me: I suppose...

And so I went home and talked with Jeremy. We decided to give it a try and let him cry it out that night. We put three pacifiers in his crib and I put my teddy bear, Ziggy, that I had when I was little. I figured Ziggy comforted me and he probably still smelled like me so why not.

Bradley went to bed at 7:30 p.m.

At 8:30 p.m. I hear a blood-curdling cry.

This cry was not a cry that said, "I need to cry it out." This cry said "I'm dying. I need my mommy now."

I ran upstairs as quickly as possible to find that Ziggy had fallen on top of Bradley. This caused Bradley to think that Ziggy was going to eat him. With Ziggy removed, I kissed Bradley convinced that in the morning he would no longer let me within 10 feet of him since I will be the mother that abandoned him.

And our official crying it out night began.

At 1 a.m., he started crying.

At 2 a.m., I started crying.

At 3 a.m., Bradley fell asleep.

At 4 a.m., I fell asleep.

At 7 a.m., Bradley woke up and smiled at me. Thankfully, he inherited his short-term memory from his father.

And you know what? That was the only night we had to make him cry it out. I'm telling you, we are so fortunate and very aware that we probably won't get this lucky twice...

Video of the Week: I'm a Scootin' Baby

2011-06-10T08:52:00.000-04:00

Bradley is a nut and apparently really strong.

While he is not yet crawling, he is moving all around our house in seconds... on his head.

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Book Review: Water for Elephants

2011-06-09T11:08:00.000-04:00

After seeing all the movie previews for Water for Elephants, I just had to read the book. I'm under the philosophy that 9 out of 10 times the book is always better and the movie is best understood after reading the book. So I dug in full of excitement.

It didn't take long for mouth to drop. If I could rate this book with the ratings used on television shows, I would have to rate it TV-MA. It is not for the naive, faint of heart. There are many, many sexual scenes and coarse language throughout the book. This is your warning.

In saying that, the book was a delightful look into the circus life circ. 1930s. The imagery was beautifully written and allowed one to feel as though you were in the audience watching the parade of animals or riding the train to the next town. Written from the perspective of an old man reminiscing on his young adult life, this book is a wonderful love story with an ending that made the book worth reading.

While I would give The Book Thief a rating of 5 out of 5, I'd only give Water for Elephants a 3.5 out 5.

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And in case you want to read with me, my next book is The Help by Katheryn Stockett.

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An insight into my family....

2011-06-08T11:36:00.000-04:00

In case you are unaware, I have a slightly funny family.

Story #1:

Rebekah and I are at a local Greek restaurant when she notices the word "Gyro" to which she pronounces "Gie-row". I quickly correct her explaining that it is pronounced "Hero". She then exclaims, "Oh! So it's Spanish."

Story #2:

Megan smells smoke at her apartment. She opens her front door where she notices smoke and tiny flames coming out of her front porch light. She calls 911. Ten minutes later, the firemen are outside taking pictures of her "fire" which come to find out is a bird's nest... not her apartment.

Story #3:

Can only be shown through the following e-mail exchanges and video... (address has been blocked out for obvious reasons).

Dear Family Members,

I write to you with despair in my heart and tears in my eyes. In case you have not heard the terrible news, Aladdin, my beloved fish of 8 years has passed away this evening. I know he has a special place in all of our hearts and we should honor him since he was a loved family member. I have asked the funeral home to freeze him until we can all gather together, which will be next week. I do not want to over shadow Rebekah's special graduation day therefore we shall have Aladdin's burial Friday, May 20th at 7:15pm. We will gather at XXXXX in the sunroom for wake then burial immediately afterwards. Please be respectful and dress in black. I am sorry for ruining everyone's evening with this news. I know you all will need time for mourning.

Best regards,

Megan

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Dear Megan,

I am dreadfully sorry to hear this sad news. Aladdin was a bright, lively fish and will be missed dearly. I know in my encounters with him, he grew great in size and might and was a noticeably wonderful swimmer. His life was long and beautiful.

I feel extremely awkward asking this, but was wondering if it were possible to move the wake and funeral up to 6:30 p.m. so that your nephew could pay his respects to such a dear friend.

You are in our thoughts with love,
Jessica

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Jessica,

I greatly appreciate your kind words. I know Aladdin was always excited to see you. I was not quite sure if you and Jeremy would be comfortable introducing Bradley to such a sensitive subject but it is fine with me to move the wake and burial to 6:30pm on Friday. I would love to have the additional support as I approach this difficult time.

Sincerely,
Megan

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Dear Megan,

My heartfelt sympathy is extended to you at this time of great loss. I pray that you will always carry with you the joy and good memories that Aladdin brought over the past 8 years. Please know that everything will be prepared for the funeral. If you have any additional requests, I will be happy to assist you.

In sympathy,

Mom

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Dear Megan,

My deepest sympathy for your loss. I have fond memories of feeding Aladdin extra fish flakes, because I wanted to keep him full and happy in his lifetime, but as I am writing this I am sensing a horrible correlation of the extra fish flakes to Aladdin only being able to swim upside down because his belly was so big. I hope that my bonding with Aladdin did not contribute to his untimely passing. As for the funeral arrangements I will be in attendance. I must let you know, however, that I do not own an outfit that is entirely black, but I do have a dark grey suit I will wear and, with your permission, a blue shirt that very much resembles the blue ocean that Aladdin once swam in long ago. I hope this tiny of bit of color is acceptable to you and could hopefully help remind us all that Aladdin is now swimming in a bigger ocean: heaven.

With much love and heartfelt sorrow,

Ryan

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Ryan,

Yes I remember Aladdin always love seeing you because you would give him extra attention through fish flakes. I do not, and would never blame you for his untimely death. I am so thankful God allowed him to be with us as long as He did. I hope Aladdin is able to swim right-side up now that he is in Heaven. I know he is lighting up Heaven as we speak with his quite large bright orange body.

As for the attire, I think it is an excellent idea to add some blue to make it feel more homey, as the symbolism will help me realize that Aladdin is in a much happier place.

I appreciate you taking time out of your busy schedule to help honor such a dear family member. I know Aladdin is looking down from Heaven very pleased.

Sincerely,
Megan

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From my dad:

To: Megan Poehler
From: Open Oceans Funeral Home (Where the oasis awaits your love ones)

Again, let us extend our deepest sympathy in your time of grief. We are so glad you have chosen us to help you with your final arrangements for your dearly departed. We have taken great pains in making sure all your wishes have been met and hope you find everything to your liken. Here at Open Oceans Funeral Home, we know how hard it is to make to those final decisions so we are here to help you. I have directed the staff to change the time from 7:15pm to 6:30pm as you have instructed. We have put Aladdin in cryogenic suspension and placed him in a comfortable plastic beding until the time you have chosen. Our staff will check on him frequently since he has been tenderly placed close to the ice dispenser. The burial site is the last thing we have to know to complete our preparations. When you feel able to do so, please let one of our friendly staff members know what you have chosen. In case you want to choose another final resting spot, we do offer several burial options that might be more suitable to you. Please allow me to indulge you with our wide variety of choices. We have our popular, "Anchors Away" package that includes a 21 flush salute (a favorite among many of our sailor families). Your dearly departed once is place in a bright white porcelain bowl with blue ocean waters. We also have "I'll Fire Up the Barbie" which is popular with our Austrian families. It includes a BBQ dinner and fish fry afterwards which helps to take your mind off your grief while you enjoy the a good food with love ones. And of course we have the "It's All Coming Up Roses" which is the one you have selected. It is a simple but elegant way of saying good bye to our gilled friends.

Once again, we mourn with you in the passing of your beloved fish and friend. Please call on us if there is anything else we can do before your ceremony.

We will be in touch as the time draws close.

Sincerely yours,
Joe Crab Shack Director of Menus and Arrangements
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And from Rebekah:

I say we heat up the grill and have some fish for dinner! I heard goldfish are healthy for you ;)

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And yes, Rebekah, would be the only insensitive one...

So on May 20th, we gathered and mourned. Well.. kinda. Bradley had a fit right before the processional and so we had to pay our respects from another room. Mr. Steve Clawson and Mrs. Cheryl Clawson, though, were able to attend. Mr. Steve, as the minister, officiated and even wrote a song for our dearly beloved.

Yes, we did record the affair.

Oh! You should also note that I made Megan's veil for the occasion.

Yup, and believe it or not I wouldn't trade my family for anything. Because with them I know two things. 1. there is never a dull moment and 2. I will always laugh.

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And turn in to CMT tonight to see Steven walk the red carpet and perform at the CMT Music Awards!

Bradley's Baptism

2011-06-06T07:37:00.001-04:00

The beginning of May was a dear time for Jeremy and I as we celebrated the baptism of Bradley and committed to raise him in a Christian home and to pray for and with him for the rest of his life.

We are so honored that the Lord would entrust us with Bradley and are excited to see what God's plans are for him.

The outfit Bradley wore was the same outfit my dad wore 48 years ago at his baptism. I was blessed to have my dad as such a strong Christian example growing up so Bradley wearing his gown was really, really special.

Bradley and I with my parents

Us with my Grandparents

When I think about my spiritual journey, my grandparent's had a huge impact on it through watching their lives and hearing their story. I was so happy that we could have them at the baptism while they were in town from Texas. Bradley has such a wonderful legacy.

Bradley with Jeremy's parents

Bradley with Jeremy's dad and Grandpa

If you can't tell, we has quite a group there and unfortunately we didn't get a picture with them all. Bradley really is one blessed baby to have so many people from family, friends, to our church who love him and will help support us and him in the Lord as we grow.

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What are YOU doing tonight??

2011-06-03T12:37:00.000-04:00

Cause I know what I am doing.

I'll be in my pajamas watching CMT's Next Superstar.

Wanna know why??

Well, you see. I happen to know one of the finalists.

Yup, Steven Clawson is making it BIG.

He's got one of those stories everyone loves. A boy with huge dreams who grew up in a small town in South Georgia; a minister for a father and the sweetest mother who happens to be a teacher plus three brothers. He has a beautiful wife who's unending support encourages him onward. And to top it off: a daughter on the way. I mean, really, what's not to love??

Oh. And let's not forget the voice or the super-talented songwriting skills he possesses. (Just head over to iTunes and take a listen for yourself. You won't regret it.)

I cannot tell you just how excited and proud I am of him.

But, to be honest, I'm not surprised. He's had stardom written all over him since we were kids.

So, again, I ask. What are YOU doing tonight?

Cause I'm going to be watching CMT at 9/8c with my phone ready to vote!!

And I totally think you should do the same.

In the meantime, how about stopping over at Facebook to "like" his fan page? (www.facebook.com/stevenclawsonmusic).

Then, get ready to vote!

You'll be able to vote until June 10th via text or www.cmtnextsuperstar.com just in case you can't watch it tonight. And no worries... I'll be sure to update you on the full instructions after tonight's episode.

Thanks in advance for your support!

The Month of May

2011-05-24T13:42:00.000-04:00

I cannot believe this month is almost over!

It has been a doozy for sure.

Here's a brief recap:

My sister, Megan, graduated from college.

Bradley was baptized.

Mother's Day commenced.

Bradley turned five months!

Jeremy competed in the Warrior Dash.

We had our first road trip with Bradley; we were gone for five days and survived!

We had a funeral for a family pet.

And Rebekah, my youngest sister, graduated high school.

Whew. I am exhausted and have a lot to catch you up on!!

No worries. This week and next will bring all kinds of fun posts about all these adventures.

I just didn't want you to think that I was ignoring you or anything. This has just been quite a month. :-)

A Great Read: The Book Thief

2011-05-06T08:05:00.000-04:00

I love to read.

The characters and I become friends.

I walk beside them and grow as they grow.

I see the places they travel, feel their pain, and rejoice as they rejoice.

And when the story ends, I have a moment of silence to remember and to mourn that we must now part.

To me, books are wonderfully beautiful.

My latest read is definitely one of my favorite.

The Book Thief by Markus Zusak takes you to the 1930s and 1940s in Germany when Hitler reigns. It is an amazing book about a little girl in a foster home figuring out life in a communist country through the books that she steals and a Papa that loves her so much that he, an uneducated painter, teaches her to read those books and how to love. Told through the eyes of Death, you would think that this book were depressing or dark. But ironically, I found myself smiling through most of it. The Book Thief shows that words are powerful and can be both good and bad. Follow those words by action and one can make a difference in a horrible world. Even a thirteen-year-old girl.

I would highly recommend this book to anyone looking for a great summer read. It's a book that promises to leave a bit of it behind on your heart.

Video of the Week: First Feeding

2011-05-05T10:29:00.000-04:00

I have been waiting for this day for MONTHS. I kid you not. My favorite memory of my siblings was feeding them and watching them eat baby food. They used to get so excited and make such a mess. Plus it was always a game at our house. And, as you know, I LOVE games.

So... when the doctor gave us the okay to start introducing solids, I literally jumped for joy.

Bradley has been watching me eat for a while and I'm guessing Parker let him in on how good adult food is. So we knew he'd like it.

But I'll let you watch it for yourself :-)

Whinings of A New Mom

2011-05-04T11:15:00.001-04:00

My house has been a mess for approximately 2 months.

This was when Bradley stopped sleeping through most of the day.

This was also when I decided to take in every moment with him and cease to do things that are necessary for my well-being... like having a clean house.

You see, I am a clean freak and I like order.

Neither of these things has happened.

This has caused me to feel overwhelmed.

Then, I came up with an awesome solution to make all parties happy. Hire a maid.

We'd get her to come once a month and just help me with the vacuuming, dusting, windows, and baseboards.

And it would only be until Bradley turned 1.

Brilliant, right??

And, trust me, necessary.

So my quest began.

Immediately, I got the names of two highly recommended maids. One wouldn't return my calls and one scheduled a cleaning and then didn't show...

So I just figured third times the charm.

Maid number three wouldn't answer her phone and had no answering machine.

Was I deterred in my quest?? Nope. I continued on... with fervor.

We were starting to name the dust mites so I was getting more and more desperate.

Maid number four was completely booked.

And then came number five.

I scheduled her immediately... on the first call. Call me stoked!

And then she called me at 1 a.m.

Not cool.

And then she called to cancel.

Really not cool.

In case you are wondering, here's the scorecard.

Maids = 5 Me = 0

Yes, I am taking this as a sign that God wants me to clean my own darn home.

Yay.for.me......

Oreos = McFatty

2011-05-03T15:30:00.002-04:00

Last week, I decided I was going to make Oreo Trifle.

I bought all the ingredients. Brownie mix, Oreos, Whipped Topping, chocolate pudding, and a Hershey Bar

But I didn't want to eat it all alone. And I had no party.

So I decided to go ahead and eat the Oreos. Out of the group, it would go stale first, right?

As I ate the Oreos throughout the week, I kept thinking, "I am so glad that Jeremy noticed these Oreos and is helping me eat them; he loves Oreos."

I seriously had this thought e.v.e.r.y. t.i.m.e. I opened the Oreos.

Then, on Saturday, Jeremy brings the bag of Oreos into the living room and this is how our conversation went.

Me: "I am so glad you noticed the Oreos and have been helping me eat them."

Jeremy: " Um.. I just now noticed them."

Me: "You are kidding me."

Jeremy: "No."

Me: "No, I'm serious. They've been disappearing kinda fast and I know it hasn't been just me."

Jeremy: "It wasn't me helping you."

Then, Jeremy opens the bag and, internet, what does he find???

One oreo.

I kid you not.

One stinkin' oreo.

Yes, I ate about a hundred and Jeremy ate one.

And so now we have the source of my problem in loosing the last 8 pregnancy pounds.

And the reason I haven't eaten since.

Bradley and Parker

2011-05-02T12:14:00.001-04:00

Ah. Bradley and Parker.

I get asked all the time how Parker has done with the new addition to our family.

And I seriously could not rave enough praises on him. Parker is one amazing dog.

I have so enjoyed watching their friendship blossom.

Bradley is completely fascinated by Parker. He watches his every move.

He talks to him and tries to pet him.

Parker likes to pretend like he doesn't care.

But if he were completely honest, he'd tell you how much he loves Bradley- how when Bradley screams out, he is the first to run to his rescue. And how snuggling with him is highly enjoyable.

He will also tell you that he can't wait for him to get older and can play with him.

He will then go on to tell you that if he were even more honest, he'd have to admit that the additional toys are pretty awesome too.

Yup, I think if Parker could speak, he would tell you that he wouldn't trade Bradley for anything.

(Video taken in February before the infamous roll over)

(Ok... so we are little behind on getting videos to you.. another one from February.)

Video of the Week (Duex): Flying Baby

2011-04-29T12:01:00.008-04:00

So we've gotten a little behind on posting videos. Hence, TWO video's of the week in ONE week! Aren't you just so lucky??

This one was also taken in February. Bradley was two months old and had just discovered the joys of flying from Uncle Ryan.

Video of the Week: Serious Baby

2011-04-28T12:44:00.004-04:00

Bradley is one serious baby. He has been since birth. Funny how you their personality can show through even at such a young age. This video, taken in February, shows just how serious he can be. :-)

Another Attribute from Dad

2011-04-27T12:54:00.000-04:00

In high school, we called it the negative.

I happen to like the negative a lot.

Especially in jeans.

It might just be my favorite attribute of his.

But don't tell him.

I don't want him thinking that this could be his ticket to kid number two.

I'm still trying to recover from kid number one.

Speaking of...

I think kid number one inherited the negative .

We'll call this one Negative 2.0.

Which I happen to also love.

A lot.

Happy Four Months!

2011-04-26T14:27:00.001-04:00

Four months?! Can you believe it??

This month has by far been the fastest. Each day, I stop and try to make myself soak it all in so that I don't forget any of it. But it's happening so fast.

Here are some cool moments of the month:

Bradley rolled over.

And rolled over.

And rolled over.

He can now roll onto his stomach and back onto his back. I still cheer him like a dog. But he seems to really like it so I keep on.

He is getting so close to crawling. He figured out his legs quick and is now starting to figure out how his arms. We've had a few almosts, but not a definite crawl. I think I'll cry when he crawls. It's such a big boy thing to do and it's just so fast.

He's now sleeping 12 hours at night!! Yes, we praise Jesus every day.

He really likes songs. We sing all the time. He can actually mouth along with me to Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star. He also has started to try to sing himself.

He is still extremely talkative. But mostly it is at midnight, in his crib, alone.

We've really enjoyed the beautiful weather by spending a lot of time outside. Bradley loves being outdoors.

My best friend's mom made this for Bradley. Soo sweet and special!

Bradley's first grocery trip. He was confused to have so many items around him.

He smiles all the time. We are so blessed to have such a happy baby.

Jeremy needs to quit taking photos. I'm starting to think he prefers us asleep.

About to go for a walk.

The sun!

Just so sweet.

A Conversation with My Husband

2011-04-25T12:10:00.001-04:00

Me: "Ugh... I can't find my phone again. Will you call it?"

Jeremy: "Sure." (Calls phone.)

I find my phone and proceed to place a call.

Jeremy: "Are you calling me back?"

Me: "Why would I call you back?"

Jeremy: "So we could talk."

Me: "But we are in the same room."

Jeremy: "I know..."

I think I might take back last week's post where I called him smart...

Parenting Mishaps

2011-04-22T14:21:00.000-04:00

I'll be the first to admit that having a kid has some pretty great perks. People open the door for you. Cashiers will run and get that one item you forgot off the shelf so that you don't have to take your baby all the way to the back of the store. The bag boy takes your groceries to your car. And you get to relive your childhood.

Case in point: Sidewalk Chalk. Yes, on a recent visit to Target and the dollar aisle, I came across sidewalk chalk. I was elated. Four colors PLUS a holder for one dollar. I just knew Bradley and I were going to have so much fun this summer writing on our brick back porch... that is until I got home and Jeremy pointed out that there was a 3+ age sticker on the cover and that Bradley would probably just eat it anyway. And so now we have chalk for Bradley's 3rd birthday!

Second case: Songs. Bradley LOVES all the childhood songs. His favorites are Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star and The Wheels on The Bus. This works out really well because I love to sing. And he happens to prefer my voice to Jeremy's. (Score!) So when we were casually walking through Wal-Mart and heard The Wheels on The Bus playing, we both stopped. Bradley let out a coo and smiled really big sealing the deal to buy the CD.

And, of course, I was just as excited so the minute we got to the car, I opened it and put it in my CD player and waited... and waited... and waited. But nothing played. I pressed a couple buttons. Took it out. Put it back in and still nothing. So I immediately pulled Bradley back out of the car and went right back in and told them it was broke.

Now, just so you know, you cannot return an opened CD or DVD. You can only exchange it. We did.

Back in the car, I open the new one and put it in the CD player. Still nothing. I am beyond myself. There's no way two would not work. I immediately assume that it must be my player and decide to try it in our computer. As we are leaving the parking lot, I realize that I forgot to press the power button to turn on the stereo...

So today I am thankful. I am thankful for a fun, working CD, the fact that in three years I will not have to buy sidewalk chalk, and that Bradley has a really smart dad.