Monday, February 28, 2011

Proud Mama

Remind you of anything?

I'm proud as a peacock to be this little girl's mama.

Sunday, February 27, 2011

How we spend our Friday nights.

Friday, February 25, 2011


Alright, maybe now that my blog isn't so ugly I might actually want to spend time here.

Winter was fun for awhile. For like a month. Back in December. It's just not fun anymore.

It pretty much sucks and has me thinking bad about every aspect of my life.

My business, my blog, my life. Seriously, sometimes I just think, wow I'm a huge loser. And then I have to remind myself what an important thing it is I'm doing. I'm sure Heavenly Father doesn't think anything is more important than raising our babies. Stupid winter, it's what it does to me.

There was this one day, we were literally so bored, I gave Nora this pan of rice and just let her play in it.

Uh, what was I thinking?

I think I'm still vacuuming up rice to this day.

But she loved it. And it kept her mind and body occupied for a little bit.

One day I found Nora under the stairs in her play area like this. She fit perfectly in the little table pouch and played there for quite some time.

We have done some fun things too. Nora loves going to the aquarium and seeing all the "ish".

Yes, my 15 month old still fits in her Bjorn. I'm so glad I invested the money in one of these. Such a life saver.

Nora's 15 month stats for anyone that cares:

Weight. 17lbs8oz - Still in the first percentile but at least she hasn't fallen off the charts.
Height. 30.5in - Fifty third percentile in height. She's a model if yanno what I mean.
Head. 45.5cm - Thirty ninth percentile. She has to have somewhere to put her big brain.

She really is so smart. She says close to 50 words now. She loves animals and crackers. And animal crackers. She still has barely enough hair to put in a ponytail, but it's as fine as spun gold and I adore it. I'm not sure I could ever have another baby because there wouldn't be enough love to go around.

Friday, February 11, 2011

Pineapple Head

 Mom, I can't find my pineapple. Do you know where it went?

Oh, weird, how did it get up there?