Saturday, January 3, 2015

Christmas 2014



We've had the most magical Christmas!  It was already made when I received news at the start of break that I did NOT have to have surgery on my shoulder (due to an injury from the car wreck we were in over Thanksgiving).  Thankfully, the MRI showed damage that can be repaired with physical therapy alone.  I still can't lift Jonah well, have a lot of pain, and the added appointments during the week are already wearing on us even over the break, but mercy am I grateful for not having to recover from surgery - and for being alive at all after that experience.  It could have been so much worse, and it has made me soak up my time at home with my little family that much more these past couple of weeks.  The whole experience has given me new awareness for the people I know who live with life-changing disabilities from accidents that weren't their fault.  I was preparing to accept a new normal for only the six month period it would have taken to recover (with a 16 month old) from surgery.  I can't imagine having your life changed forever.  It's amazing how much our bodies impact our every day.




Well, we are so fortunate to have had a big combined celebration at Oma and Opa's.  We had an ugly Christmas sweater contest and a white elephant gift exchange.  It was a grand time with lots of laughs.  I am so glad my people - Nonni and Grandpa and my brother Greg could be here!!  






But of course our little butterball has made us like snowmen in summer.


Jonah, seriously - how do you get MORE fun and MORE precious?  He enjoyed every gift, every time we looked at lights, every new schedule.  He has been so cuddly and tender lately.  He is blowing lots of kisses when we wave goodbye, he pats us a lot and grabs our faces to lean in for eye contact and 'forehead.'  And he loves to hold hands.  He is a sweet soul.  I think I'll build him a basement so he can live with me forever.  I know that sounds crazy.  The soil here is way too rocky.


Jonah is 16 months old now.  He is 31 inches long and weighs 27 pounds! He can get his message across quite clearly one way or the other...usually by taking our hand and leading us somewhere.  His vocabulary now includes:

Shoes
Socks ("agock")
Uh-oh
Ball
Juice
Moo
Quack
Cracker (food related, not racial as far as we can tell... : )
Outside (sounds more like "ow hie!"
Pet
That's
No no
Pear
Hi
Nonah (his name)
Turn 

Of course the last one on that list is used in our frequent and lengthy discussions of windmills.  We are still very serious about windmills in this house.  And there are quite a few words that didn't make it onto the list because we're not sure they belong to any particular language spoken by more than one person.  We could be wrong, though.  


I'm pretty sure he understands everything we say.  And he's catching on to our code words: "cm" for "chocolate milk," and "double consonants" for "M&Ms."  


No, we don't eat Paleo...why do you ask?

Jonah's been working on back molars and I love it when he finishes a tough round of teething because his good eating habits return.  He's been noshing on tacos, breakfast sausage cups, pears, beef steak and bean enchiladas, chicken tamales, and Chipotle chicken quesadillas lately.  He loves dinner time!  That's my boy!  I think he's in the right part of the country too. :-)



When we're not discussing windmills (or watching a documentary about them) Jonah and I are working on our new hobby of backyard bird watching.  Santa brought him a book about it in his stocking and we've had fun trying to spot the different ones.


Oh - above is pictured our other new hobby.  Washing dishes.  It requires lots of soap, lots of towels, and lots of time, and somehow they still don't get done. :). But it gives us a chance to look for birds out the kitchen window.

Between the windmills and bird watching combined with the fact that we are both exhausted from having a very busy 16 month old, combined with the fact that we are even more exhausted because we have injuries (Howard's still healing a rib from that wreck)...I feel just a day over 93.

Goodnight world.  This old lady needs some sleep.


Thursday, December 4, 2014

Help. It's the Elf.

Well, I wasn't really planning on blogging anytime in the next four years, but I feel this update is of an urgent status.

Seeing as how we were recently in the harrowing experience of a severe car crash and are recovering (if you call "recovering" wrangling a 26-pound toddler), this will be short.

Here it is.

The stupid Elf on the Shelf is not merely a new commercially-injected tradition.  It actually traces through the roots of deep Germanic Christmastime tradition!!  

SIGH.

I think I'll name ours Screwtape.


Sunday, November 9, 2014

Well hello there.

Due to the fact that my beloved toddler tested gravity with my MacBook (which I did not think he could reach as it was sitting in the middle of a not-teeny dining room table), and the fact that we've been going (an albeit very happy) 90 mph, I  have lapsed a bit in the blogging realm.  Let's do an iPhone pic dump, shall we?

Here goes.  Captions underneath.

Asleep in the grocery cart.  Ear infection nĂºmero dos.

Pumpkin hunt at WeePlay class!  Cutest thing ever.  Jonah loves WeePlay class.  We are starting to collect videos of him dancing there.  Howard and I may or may not have some dance moves we do called "The Jonah."

Halloween dinner.

Our little fighter pilot and his novice parents who thought marching across the whole neighborhood without a stroller would be fine.  Jonah was just relieved to realize we had a plan that night when we passed up the playground.

There's probably a God lesson there.  We whine when we don't get the playground but God's thinking, "Yeah but LOOK!  Everyone is lined up waiting to GIVE YOU CANDY."  Didn't C.S. Lewis say something to the effect of we don't even know what to ask for because we can't imagine life so good?

I love the Texas tradition of sitting out on your truck bed in the driveway with candy.  Nope.  We don't go to doors.  We go to truck beds.  Oma and Op manned the tailgate candy station and when we returned from trick or treating Jonah dived in the candy bowl.  He'd stay like that forever digging around in there and then finally pop up with a piece of candy when the trick or treaters walked away.  Crazy kiddo. :)

The night's spoils.


Asleep again in HEB.


Morning walks.  Lots to do out there.  Busy busy!

We attended Greg Abbott's victory party!  What a special night!!

On the way back we stopped at Buc-ee's for the best vanilla coke. Ever.

One of these balloons made it into the hands of...

...this little munchkin!  He had great fun at Oma and Opa's but he was excited to see us and the feeling was certainly mutual!!  I kept getting kisses and 'forehead' (Jonah's sign of affection is to touch his forehead to yours).

He slept 13 hours straight that night!  Nothing like your own bed.  Even if it's getting smaller every day.

Eating at the table like a big boy.

I took a cookie class and an working on being able to do this on my own. So far not so good but I'm having fun learning!

Jonah is obsessed with windmills and there's one across the street.  The first utterances out of Jonah's mouth each morning (the VERY first) indicate he wants to check on the windmill.  He also loves the one at the library, on one our way to school, and the one at Oma and Opa's (the original windmill love).  

It's such a pastime of Jo's that Howard and I have taken it up:


You probably can't see it that well, but driving home (and siting in stand still traffic) I cherished the chubby little face j get to check on in my rear view mirror.  PRECIOUSNESS.


Face timing with Nonni and reading the book about windmills she sent him. :)

Sleeping through a trip to the Apple Store to get aforementioned toddler tested MacBook diagnosed.

We have a windmill in our bath.  Do you?

He conked out again in HEB today after church.  I just noticed that the cart is stopped by the beer.  We should have drawn on his face.  Shoot!  Missed opportunity.  

Sometimes life just passes you by like that.

Especially when you're zonked out in a shopping cart by a bunch of beer.

Oh Jo.  

At least it wasn't chocolate milk.  I've seen you on that stuff and talk about chugging...

Have a good week y'all. ;)


Sunday, October 19, 2014

Fall is here! (Kinda)

Listen.  I get so sick of reading blogs sometimes and getting caught up in the world of perfection.  You know how it is.  You're not going to take a picture of your dirty laundry and post it on the world wide web, so you scoot it out of the way before you snap the pic.  You're not going to do a blog post about how you can't go to the grocery store without sweating like a hog because you can't seem to follow a list with the layout of the store and so you're all over the place and your toddler is screaming because he can't play with the bananas (he'll bite through the skin and then throw them - leading me to believe an actual monkey would be a step up) and you've dropped Sophie so you have to back track down every aisle while you try and not think about curse words but sing a sweet tune of "When Ducks Get Up in the Morning" instead and find Sophie and checkout - again - only to realize you forgot the lunch meat you came for and your car keys are missing.

No.  No one would ever blog about that.  So know that before I show you my Fall decorating that it took an incredible amount of effort for me to do anything, and that while I'm trying to be a better housekeeper you're not seeing the entire picture (i.e. the smashed goldfish in the background).

I already had this chalkboard and loved this saying when I saw it on Pinterest.  Jo's and my galoshes stay there by the back door so we're ready to water the plants on the back porch.  Well...most of them stay by the back door anyway.  He likes to carry his around the house like a dog bringing his leash to ask for a walk.  Who knows where the other rain boot is.


A lot of my fall finds were from WalMart.  I really love their home goods stuff.  I got the basket on the left from there as well as those fun apple cinnamon scented pine cones with little pumpkins.  The sign on the right was a score from TJ Maxx.  And long after that style of writing is no longer popular I will still display that sign because shopping for it and checking out with it with Jonah made it an incredible conquest.

This basket and fun mugs are also from WalMart.  The mugs are owls, a fox, and a squirrel.  They were under $3 each!  And they're heavy and make my morning coffee even more of a sweet moment. :)

I already had this cake stand and added pumpkins from the dollar store to it.  The candle is the hostess gift from my friend's shower.  I got it on the 11th and look how much I've already burned!  Love it!  

This carved wooden pumpkin came from the TJ Maxx conquest.

I made this burlap wreath all from WalMart materials.  I had no idea what I was doing and didn't even use hot glue.  So that should a last long time.

Here are this season's pumpkins!!  Jonah and I made sweet memories picking  these out.  I let him choose, and he naturally picked two big and two small ones!  Perfect for each member of our family!  He wanted the uglier ones.  I think he was trying to rescue them.


I don't make a practice out of patroning  the art at WalMart, but I thought this was worth it!  It's gloppy and perfect for fall.  It inspired me to do quick little change outs in our powder bath for each season.


This is a Jan Barbaglio (omg) cake stand that Howard's aunt gave us for our wedding and I keep it on our table with the Jan Barbaglio doves his mom gave us.  Right now it's displaying a ceramic pumpkin and giant acorns I've had forever.

These chargers were a wedding present but a few years ago I scored these white ceramic leaf plates at you guessed it - WalMart - for $2 each!  

I've had a lot of fun decorating and trying to act like I'm feeling autumnal when it's 90 degrees every day.

This post was not sponsored (feel free to change that).  It was simply brought to you by a small budget and stores that match it, and my precious little pumpkin: