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Thursday, October 23, 2014

Fall 2014: New Reads for Your Littles



We are heavily invested into the reality that Fall is upon us. Hovering over us. And if you’re in a city like mine, it’s hovering with a dark grey vengeance. The thermostat is elevated and I’m trying not to slip all over the hardwood floors in my wool socks. We are only human, but a nice long hibernation sure sounds good once October rolls by. Hot chocolate, extra extra mini marshmallows, whipped cream, and jimmies in a blanket fort surrounded by a pile of books will have to do for now. Here are the newest titles for your little cub’s library, sure to have you happily piled under a patchwork comforter into the winter and beyond.


xoxo
{Bon Bon}

Monday, August 25, 2014

The New Baby List

check out Iviebaby textiles {here}

As of right now, 14 women, !FOURTEEN!, within my friend and family circles are pregnant. It's been almost three years since my newborn was a new baby, and, well, let's not dwell on that fact too long. Needless to say, this post has been gathering dust in my blog schedule. So here you go, all you thriving and jiving mamas-to-be out there, anxiously putting together your registries and wondering what the heck you've gotten yourself into. Don't worry. This is gonna be good. And extremely cute.




Steve Madden/F21/F21

These are the bags I have used from birth-toddler. Big. Roomy. Pockets. Easy-wipe materials. My son (Josiah) was exclusively breastfed for the first year, wasn't a major spit-up/blow-out guy, and hardly ever took a bottle or pacifier. He really didn't need a lot of stuff when we were out and about, thus I never needed a "traditional" diaper bag. I have always been a big purse-carrying kind of gal, so these styles worked well for me. Diaper bags are all about personal preference: Tote, Messenger, or Backpack? Traditional or Transitional? Paisley floral or canvas unisex? The options and price points are endless. 

Check out {Pottery Barn} {timi & leslie} and {Twelvelittle} for some other fashionable and functional options. 







Changing Clutch: You'd be surprised how many places inconveniently do not have a changing area in the bathroom. UGH. You'll find yourself switching diapers on the floor, ground, car seat, and trunk. This clutch unfolds to a pad + room for extra wipes and diapers. Easily fits in your diaper bag. 

Solly Baby Wrap: Favorite baby carrier, hands down. Lightweight and comfy. Your baby will snuggle up in this and snooze away while you do things! With both hands free! Like a normal person! Laugh all you want at that sentence now...
(Note: {the Bull and the Bee} carries a select few, for all you local Portland mamas)

Chewbeads Necklace: Kids like to chew on everything. This is one of the best dual-purpose pieces of jewelry out there. Pretty for mom, and toy for baby. 

Sophie la girafe: (Again with the chewing) It's a glorified dog chew toy with hoity-toity French roots. Your husband will laugh at you, then half-way into parenthood he'll break out in a cold sweat if it is ever misplaced, because, this thing is awesome. Josiah's eyes still light up whenever he sees her. Oooh la la.

FuzziBunz One Size Cloth Diapers: Cloth diapers. You either love 'em or you hate 'em. We happen to be a family that fell into the love category. These were awesome! Found an awesome deal on {Zulily} Adjusted from newborn-toddler, super comfy, held everything in, etc. While on vacation or out of town, you best believe we bought a pack of disposables though. VACATION! The LUVS brand has always worked for us + Costco wipes + occasional homemade baby wipes {here}

Bebe Au Lait Nursing Cover: Perfect for those around-the-clock in-public feedings. (You can also just use a blanket/your Solly wrap/or nothing, if you feel so inclined. I liked this cover because it was discreet enough for any social situation and half the time I would forget to wear nursing-friendly attire, so I'd basically have to yank down my entire outfit in the middle of Starbucks. Nursing cover saved the day).






Baby Moccs: Because, cute. The end. (Get a pair of these, plus a boatload of tiny socks and you're set until they start walking…and growing out of the new shoes you just bought) I find our moccasins via small independent sellers on Etsy. Sometimes {Sweet Jayne Boutique} here in Portland will carry similar affordable styles.

H&M Scarf Bibs: These are an adorable accessory that will also protect their outfit from spit up and spit bubbles and did I mention, spit?

White Onesies: Short-sleeve and Long-sleeve. Your basic baby outfit can be a onesie and some cute leggings. Done. You can splurge on all those other wardrobe staples: sweaters, coats, etc. (White makes it super easy to wash and bleach those daily stains out. So many stains!).

Baltic Amber Necklace: Ok, this is totally one of those "trendy" items that may or may not work. Put it in your "wait and see" list of things to buy. Josiah came out of the womb teething, and by 12 months had a full mouth of teeth.

(Note: We buy most of our clothing from H&M, Target, Old Navy, Gap, and Zara. Higher end, wait for those sales! Try and stock up for the next months, seasons, or year in advance. Most of Josiah's clothes will run big on him for a few weeks. Bigger size, longer wear time. Also, newborn size clothes. Ha. He was out of those within a week. They literally grow like weeds at that age. I would put an outfit worn only once, into the wash and by the time it was dried, folded, and back in his dresser, he was too big for it!)




{Josiah was exclusively breastfed/eating baby foods until 15 months. He did not like bottles, so we only needed to keep a couple around "just in case."}

Blender: Literally, any ol' blender will do. Doesn't have to be one of those fancy baby prep ones. I usually made large batches of homemade baby food a few times per month. Super easy, affordable, and healthy! {"Super Baby Food" and Wholesome Baby Food are great resources} If we were out of town, {Earth's Best} baby food was our go-to brand. 

Munchkin Snack Catcher: Perfect for holding those tiny puffs and baby treats on the go. 

Pocket Bibs: These are great for mealtimes! Easy to clean! Catches (most) of the spilled food. I always kept one of these in my purse too. Some people are suuuuuuper picky with bibs (and pacifiers, and bottles, and everything baby related), like the world is going to end until they find THE perfect one. Meh. I'm "that" mom, but I'm not "THAT" mom. To me, a bib is a bib is a bib. 

Reusable Baby Food Pouch: Great for storing those homemade baby purees and toddler smoothies! 

Ikea Kids Tableware: Inexpensive and durable. An entire set has lasted us 3 years! 

Munchkin Fresh Food Feeder: This was the best way to introduce new solid foods, especially fruit, without any fear of choking! Also, fantastic as a soothing "teether" treat, (use frozen fruit). 

(Note: During the early stages of introducing solid foods, I would place Josiah in his {Bumbo} and give him a few bites of something. Also, the {Fisher-Price Healthy Care Deluxe Booster Seat} was great for travel or if friends with babies came for a visit)




Baby Washcloths: (You'll probably receive plenty of these at your baby shower) We use these all the time in the bathtub and at the dinner table for messy mouths. 

California Baby Calendula Cream: Josiah had cradle cap, sensitive skin, and eczema. Triple whammy. In particular, one unfortunate looking week with some baby acne. He did not look cute. I read great reviews about this, used it on his cheeks after a bath and literally the next day, his awkward "teenage" stage was done. Acne gone, (I feel like this is turning into a Proactiv commercial). Calendula is extremely soothing for all sorts of rashes and reactions. A++ product. 


The First Years Sure Comfort Bath Tub: Transitions from newborn to toddler. Inexpensive and durable. The comfortable mesh "hammock" easily removes once your baby gets bigger.

California Baby Bubble Bath: (Eucalyptus Ease & Calming French Lavender are amazing!) I definitely steal this bubble bath for myself.  

California Baby Super Sensitive Shampoo & Body Wash: As you can tell, we LOVE California Baby products. We are a super duper sensitive skin family, so all-natural and organic is what we have to do. {Aveeno} and {The Honest Co.} are great options too, but they don't smell as incredible or long-lasting as the C.B. line.

Hooded Bath Towels: Warm and cozy. I want one for myself! 




Little Remedies for Noses Saline Spray: Clears out all that mucous-y congestion stuff in those poor sniffly little noses. Snoring babies are kind of adorable though.

Crane Cool Mist Humidifier: Our house gets super dry during the winter, so we usually run this at night. Definitely when a cough is going around. 

Boogie Wipes: When kids get sick, their nose turns into a leaking faucet! These wipes smell so good and are magically moisturizing even after the 30th nostril wipe. No raw skin! (We usually rip each wipe in half because they are so large too). 

Mommy's Bliss Gripe Water: Josiah would get gassy every once in awhile, and when it first happens you'll think, "Oh, no! And so the Colic begins!" Gassy infants are kind of intimidating. It will usually happen randomly, in the evening, and nothing will seem to make them feel better. This was our holy grail. A few drops of this and cranky baby was back to normal. 

Tiny Teeth Soft Finger Toothbrush: Introduces teeth cleaning early on, massages gums, etc. 

Maty's All Natural Baby Chest Rub: Helps soothe during those congested nights. 

NoseFrida the Snot Sucker: Don't be grossed out by this thing! Those crazy Swedes. This is a nasal aspirator that actually works AND your baby won't scream in terror during the daily, yes, daily booger vacuum session that you'll need to do. Josiah hated, hated, loathed entirely that hospital bulb sucker they give you. The first time we used a NoseFrida on him, he smiled! He probably was laughing at how stupid we looked, literally sucking out his snot with a straw. It's weird, but it works. 

Hyland's Teething Tablets: We entered the teething stage right away, and usually two teeth at a time. Woof. These did the trick, maybe taking the edge off the pain? That sounds Breaking Bad-ish. Irritable fussy Jekyll baby would turn into normal happy Hyde baby again. Every time. Hyland's has re-formulated the tablets as of 2011, (remember, homeopathic). (I never felt comfortable using any of the benzocaine teething gels that "numb" the gums)

Braun Forehead Thermometer: Always nice to have a thermometer, whatever kind, in the medicine cabinet. I like this one because it's fast, accurate, and less invasive, (easy to swipe across the forehead of a fussy or sleeping baby). 




Boppy: I bought my boppy pillow and cover at a garage sale for $2, however, I would've put this on my registry or bought full price. It's great for post-partum use, (your butt will probably be, ahem, quite sore and this is so comfy to sit on!), for nursing, (especially early on when you're trying to get the hang of things and need all the extra support you can get), and for clingy babies that need to be held all.day.long. I don't know if it's a boy thing or what, but Josiah did not want to leave the warmth of my arms for a looooong time. I'd put this on our King size bed, snuggle him in the center, and he'd chill out or fall asleep while I folded laundry, got dressed for the day, etc. 

Ikea HEMNES Dresser: Before we bought our house, we lived in a 1 bedroom apartment with a newborn. Not a ton of space. This dresser fit all of his clothing, diapers, burp cloths, and extra supplies. The drawers are nice and deep! Also, put a changing pad on the top, voila, instant changing table. Then we easily transitioned it into his "big boy" bedroom. 

Organic Cotton Sleep Gowns: So convenient early on during those numerous middle of the night diaper changes! Trust me, you don't want to be fumbling around with buttons and zippers at 3am. 

Moses Basket with Stand: Josiah was not particularly fond of his full-size crib for awhile. It was too large and open for someone that had been nestled in a womb for nine months. This is perfect for keeping them cozy near your bed during those early months, especially for easy access during the nighttime nursing sessions.  

Burp Cloths: (You'll probably receive a bunch of these during your baby shower or at your birthing center) Classic. Josiah wasn't a spitter-upper, but I've held many a baby who is. It can be like Niagara Falls. Overall, babies are mini mess-makers. These are super soft and soak up anything! 

WubbaNub Pacifier: This helps prevent the dreaded pacifier pop-out routine. (I wished my baby would be soothed by a normal pacifier, but he would suck on it for a few seconds at a time and out it would pop or fall asleep with one in his mouth and wake up the moment it fell out) No more lost pacifiers with the WubbaNub!

(Note: We didn't use any extra blankets, pillows, or stuffed animals in the crib for awhile. Babies will stay warm bundled up in their pajamas, and all those filler items can wait until they get older (less likely chance of sleep time breathing problems). Josiah eventually began sleeping with an orange tshirt that smelled like Daddy, and that quickly become his comfort "lovie," now, affectionately named, "DeeDee." 




1) Taggies Baby Buggy Ball: We loved Taggies blankets and other products as well. This ball is about ten toys in one!
2) BRIO Stacking Clown: This was a 1st birthday gift from my Aunt, and Josiah still loves playing with it! Classic wooden toy that will last for years and years. 
3) Tupperware: Honestly, for the first year, most babies could care less about "toys." They will chew, play, and discover everything else. Plastic containers, boxes, shoes, and keys. Kids and Dogs, kind of the same thing. 
4) Bright Starts Tug Tunes: We rotated a few hanging toys on the carseat during the weekly excursions and errand runs. Babies like to look around and hopefully see something that they can focus on! Teething rings, a mirror, and this musical monkey were big hits. 
5) Books Books and more Books! Babies love books. Read to them as much as you can, from the very beginning! These {BabyLit} board books are adorable keepsake pieces for you and your baby bookworm. BOOKS! 
6) Ambi Rattle Keys: (+Ambi Sunflower Rattle) Simple, quality made toys. The bright colors and rattling noise will (sometimes) distract them from grabbing your gross metal keys. 


Yes. These next three items are large, expensive, and unattractive. Congratulations! You're a parent! 
(Note: We borrowed #7 and bought #8 & #9 for suuuuuper cheap at a garage sale/Craigslist)

7) Fisher-Price Rainforest Friends Deluxe Cradle n' Swing: This.Was.A.Lifesaver. Josiah would hang out in this and fall asleep most mornings (afternoons or evenings) while I took a shower or cooked dinner or whenever I needed a break from holding him. Keeps them snuggled and soothed. 
8) Baby Einstein Musical Motion Activity Jumper: We also purchased a {Johnny Jump Up}, but Josiah obsessed with this activity jumper. Literally spent hours and hours and hours in this thing. If we went on vacation or to the Grandparents' house, so did the jumper! 
9) Fisher-Price Laugh and Learn Musical Table: Another great next-stage FP toy. Before Josiah could walk, he would crawl over to this table, pull himself up, and stand there pressing all the musical buttons. He consistently played with this every day for a long time! Like most of these sturdy toys, onward it goes to the next kid in the family. 






The options and price points are endless with these items! Since your baby will be spending a good portion of their little lives in these, I would say buy (or register) as high quality as you can. 



Highchair (We used the Ikea ANTILOP high chair. It's inexpensive, sturdy, easily unfolds for traveling, and doesn't take up too much space) 
 Rocking Chair/Glider (Since our apartment didn't have room for another piece of furniture, we sat in our living room club-style rocking chair. Otherwise, our bed was the best place for nighttime nursing and snuggles)
 Breast Pump (I'd say splurge on this if you plan on working outside of the home and need to continually build up a good supply of milk in the freezer! I would stock up extra milk, but Josiah barely ever took a bottle when I was (rarely) gone. My inexpensive Evenflo pump worked great for all those nights I scrambled home from date night, about to burst. 
Baby Monitor (Again, small apartment, didn't need a baby monitor. We picked up a cheap one at a garage sale to take with us on vacations).  


...

Oh baby! I think that about wraps this list up. If you've made it to the end, high five and good luck! Hope this wasn't too overwhelming. Remember, that first year can truly be simple. As simple as you want it to be. (The toddler stage is an entirely different story, meant for another post)
In the end, most of this stuff doesn't really matter. Your baby needs love, security, and lots and lots of kisses.  Priceless. 


xoxo

{Bon Bon}












Wednesday, June 18, 2014

I've Always Been a Tattletale



What has two, going on three years of this whole parenting thing turned me into? (not to mention the previous years spent babysitting and nannying, plus the prior years when I WAS the kid) Well, it makes me a professional playground aficionado. I know, big dreams people, big dreams.

Parks and play spaces-places-and areas oh my, I've been there done that, about a thousand times give or take. You always have a motley group of people at these family-friendly hot spots. These venues being, the general public, and all. Moms, dads, grandparents, nannies, whatever. Today, I want to talk about the three types of children you will inevitably encounter at the top, middle, or bottom of any given slide. 

#1. The supremely nice, sweet, and helpful child. Usually older, they will gravitate towards the younger toddlers in need of a helping hand. "Watch this, little one! Let me help you!" "Here, do you want to play with this?" "LEARN FROM ME!" You'll think to yourself, "Wait, did I miss the chapter where God sends his Son down to earth again?" They are actually that perfectly angelic. 

#2. The bully. Maybe they've fallen off of the tire swing a few too many times and thus must ruin every playground experience for every human they run into face to face. I always think maybe they're just "hangry." It always begins with a stare down, searching for their prey, and it always ends in a shove to the ground. His mother will appear with an admonishing, "You say sorry! Say sorry right now, Patrick Bateman!" 

#3. The bully...without...any...parental...supervision. They push, kick, shove, and take all day long. They live by the Outback restaurant slogan, "No rules, Just Right!" It's every child for themselves, literally. You give them the benefit of the doubt, "Oh you poor thing! No parents at all? Raised by a pack of Australian dingoes, tsk tsk. Here's a granola bar, please don't bite me."

Hashtag Note: Kids will be kids, boys will be boys (girls will be girls?), YOLO. I understand the general learning curve with sharing toys, taking turns, screaming, hitting, pushing, all the stuff that comes along with children learning how to be (hopefully) civilized (hopefully) #1 type adults. Kids are messy, loud, demanding, and misbehaving. I know, cause I have one, (and acknowledge that I have one). I'm actively trying to encourage him away from being a messy, loud, demanding, misbehaving adult.
I'm at the playground, usually drinking an iced Kicker from Dutch Bros, occasionally checking my phone (probably, counting down the time), talking with another parent, sitting, standing, or swinging. Always watching. I am always watching. My mothering type can be summed up in that Celine Dion song, "Near, far, wherever you are!" I may not be right by your side, but Josiah James, I know that you're on the other side of that picnic table thinking about picking up a dirty Mickey Mouse bandaid. And I will stop you, because I'm somehow watching you, (with my actual eyeballs, not the ones they say are in the back of my head).


For some parents, they think a play area means, "All this fun stuff is here so my kid is gonna have fun fun fun and be the funnest fun ever and fun! See you in two hours, come find me if you're bleeding. Never mind, just pick up that bandaid over there on the picnic table, but ONLY if you need it! Responsibility!" What their kid actually hears, "blah blah blah RELEASE THE KRAKEN!!! THERE WILL BE BLOOD blah blah blah! HAVE FUN, WHATEVER FUN MEANS TO YOU, YOU HAVE IT!"
They think a playground equals a public school education. "Here ye shall enter mid-morning, just a child, and in six hours time, shall emerge polite, refined, and one day closer to Harvard!"
These are the UN of parents. There will be peace, harmony, and someone else can always step in and handle it.

I don't want to step in and handle your feral cat-child-it. I'm over here trying to wrangle a two year old who's main mantra in life right now is, "What Would Curious George Do?" Inevitably, our two animal children will meet ever so briefly over by the sand pit whereupon yours shoves mine, for no reason at all. I can understand self-defense or if my son said you looked fat in those pants, but I'm pretty sure I saw none of that. Ya know. Cause I was watching, and he's only a two year old boy trying to show off his new hot wheels car. Here we go again. I, the lone adult in the situation, will pick up my crying toddler while yours scampers off into the bushes, hissing, "My preciousssssss!"

The last time I pushed someone was during recess in 2nd grade. Brandon. I pushed him off the swing after he stole it from me and said, "Sorry, babe." Of course, he totally deserved it. He cried, and I felt kinda bad and then Ms. Watson our recess monitor found out and I felt actually bad...in detention. My bullying days began and ended that day. A fleeting attempt, at best. I wonder though, if no authority had discovered my thirst for vengeance, would I still be pushing male chauvinists off of swing sets today? I mean, they totally deserve it.

...

The other morning at JJ Jump, we were stuck with a dreaded #3. A dreaded numero tres in the confines of a bouncy house. I'm not getting paid enough for this. My son would pick up a ball and across the room she hopped to steal it away and then body slam him to the floor AND then laugh maniacally. At first, I was all, "Haha! You silly rabbit! Be careful!" After the seventh purposeful attack though, I really wanted to say, "HEY! Leave my kid alone! By the way, there's no Santa Clause, it's just your parents. Wherever they are."
Eventually, Josiah was terrified of her and would leap into my arms for safety every time she even so much as glanced at him. (After she didn't listen to him while he wagged his finger saying, "No no no! I don't like that! Be nice.")

My optimism slowly faded.

"Maybe she's trying to play with you?
"Basketball? She's definitely trying to play basketball?
"Football?"
"Krav Maga?"
"How about you go grab the other ball?"
"How about the other other ball?"
"Let's just play in this corner."
"Ok. Let's just play in that corner."
"Tell her, 'No pushing please!'"
"Forget the please, forget the please, just say NO!"
"Son, sometimes bad things happen to good people..."
"With great power comes great responsibility."
"Yep, she's just the spawn of satan, I mean, a #3."

Eventually, eventually! her father comes over to check on how things are going. Oh, so the devil does wear hawaiian shirts and white socks with Birkenstocks. As he scans the aftermath of her bouncy house reign of terror, "Having fun, princess?" He looks at the battered children emerging from their hiding places, and I swear he says, "Looks like things are getting rough in there! Keep having funnnnnn!" Then...he...disappears. Before I can say, "Princess? C'mon, you mean, Sith Lord Darth Revan, right?" *mic drop*

He has vanished. Presumably back to his Iron Throne, while the battlefield action on air resumes.

Right on cue, the heavens part and a #1 floats over to the group of cowering two year olds. Extending a tie dyed rubber ball peacefully to my son, she says, "Here you go! Can you try and catch it?"

Our savior has arrived, wearing a Hello Kitty shirt nonetheless.


All is well in Playground Kingdom once more.
Until, tomorrow.


xoxo

{Bon Bon}












Tuesday, October 1, 2013

Bean: 22 Month Update



   This space hasn't seen too much Bean action as of late, not.ok. The man is almost two, eating like a teenager during football season, and keeps us on our toes all the live long day. I try to snap photos and write each and every sweetly hilarious anecdote down, (This Fall: Instagram is the new Blog?), because this whole childhood thing is a BLUR! I barely have time to filter that face before he's off to the races again. 

   As a child of the late 80s, I have a baby book, some toys, special clothes, a few VHS tapes, and maybe 32 good-ish photos of myself from the ages of newborn-18 years old, to encapsulate my formative years. I'm also a 2nd child, so a few of those "photos" might just be hand drawn pictures of my face... 

   I guess following Bean in his moments of discovering life and the world has made me appreciate those fleeting moments. Even in the mundane. 
   He has a talent for making the mundane exceptionally exciting. 

   For example, farting in the middle of a quiet Target aisle yesterday morning and then loudly exclaiming, "TOOT!!!!!!" Just in case anyone was wondering who did it or hadn't actually heard the loudest fart ever in the first place. No shame in this family. 
   (Kind of reminds me of one of those "Convos With my 2 Year Old" YouTube videos. Reenact with a full-grown man...not cute anymore)


   His first memory might not be of that one rainy afternoon where we sat in a homemade tent full of twinkle lights, 
(my 1st memory is watching the Indiana Jones show at DisneyWorld when I was three. Seriously. The earliest recollection that my brain can piece together is a giant ball rolling after a Harrison Ford look-alike), 
but I hope he will always remember how loved he is. 


xoxo

{Bon Bon}





Bean is 22 Months old. 
This is what he's like most days: 


PLAY: Trucks and trains and anything with wheels! Books, puzzles, music, painting, sports, etc. He's a jack of all trades. A man's man. 

SAY: Recognizes full ABC's, Counting 1-20 (every time up AND down the stairs), points out several colors, loves saying names of things, stringing together words. 
Some new favorites phrases: 
"What is that?" 
"Where'd "insert name" go?" 
"There "insert name" is" 
"C'mon! Let's Go!" 
"Ready! Set! Go!" 
"Oh man! Awesome!"
"Ooooh, Nice!" 
"Mmmm. Smells Yummy!"
"How are you?" 

He knows so much. Blows my mind. When he gets focused on learning something, his brows will furrow and he'll ask you over and over to repeat something until he learns it. 
Example: Thomas Train Book/Bird Book. Names like "Skarloey" and "Kookaburra." Outrageous. 

EAT: Knows what he wants, when he wants it. Still loves meat, cheese, bread, fruit, pasta, etc. Became super picky with vegetables, (always a fan of squash, zucchini, potato, sweet potato, tomato, lettuce) a recent victory was telling him that broccoli are "little trees!" He will eat "little trees!" 

FAVORITES: DEEDEE!!!! (his lovey, I'll have to blog about it), playing hide-and-seek with DaDa, drums, dancing, (especially to Eric Hutchinson: "The People I Know"), slides, sandbox, tools, bubble baths, books, firetruck footie pajamas, closing doors, being "helpful," kisses, getting into everything! 

DISLIKES: Brushing teeth! It is usually a battle, right before bedtime, (How are kids so strong?!), sharing toys, (only child much?), if Dada or Mama hold another baby, (only child much?), when a train becomes disconnected and he can't fix it, (future engineer?), if his pants are too long, (that's a new one thanks to a summer full of shorts), and getting into his carseat.  








Tuesday, April 30, 2013

Seventeen


{I'm 17 months old, yeahyeahyeah!}



I must've blinked my eyes a few too many times since the Bean was born, because holy H-E Double Hockey Sticks this guy is like a real live person now, complete with thoughts, feelings, colloquialisms, and a train collection and everything! 

My lima bean is sprouting into a green bean, whomp whomp. BUT I am totally 92% ok with it. Really. 
Green beans (toddlers) are waaaaaaay better than lima beans (babies).* 
Besides the 24-7 lima bean snuggling, of course, because nothing is better than that.

Luckily, Mr. Grownup Green Bean still is quite snuggly and still is very much so the finders-keepers of Mama, (so, I guess we'll keep him. sheesh),
meaning, he loves me, and needs me, and must have me RIGHT NOW, and I'm the greatest thing since sliced bread, (Daniel is a very close 2nd, perhaps the greatest thing since sliced gluten free bread).

And he loves sliced bread, sure does. Especially with peanut butter.

He also loves dancing, yelling, whole milk, Mickey Mouse, anything with wheels, brushing his teeth, eating crayons, bubble baths, and the word "no," amongst many other things.

Another favorite pastime continues to be telling other children that they are being "doo woud!" aka "too loud!" (Even though he's being loud. We're trying to teach him what "irony" is. Also, "please" and "thank you")

17 Months going on 87! 

That's our Josiah "Bean" James. 


xoxo

{Bon Bon} 




*In vegetable and human theories. I DO love love LOVE babies. Don't get me wrong. But within that seemingly endless vortex of diapers and feedings from age 0-9months, when they must've sold 1/2 of your brain to the black market while you were in the hospital, and every day it's Mission Impossible: Operation Shower...and we had an easy baby! 

And then you think maybe, just maybe, that was a tiny smile. Yes. That was the 1st one. He actually knows me? He knows me! He thinks I'm funny! 
He LOVES me. 
Right? Baby? 
Hey, eyes up here. 

On the other hand, babies sleep all the time and coo softly in their strollers, instead of dumping applesauce all over your head and leaping out of their cart in the middle of World Market.  

Just embrace the moment. Whatever moment. Whatever time. 

It'll eventually make for some great wedding slideshow blackmail.  




































Monday, April 1, 2013

Whyyyyyyyy?!






{books we own}


{books we borrow}







My DIY project this week: 

Restoring valuable tomes from the public library to their original state. 

I'm thinking washi tape and glitter glue could be a nice touch...


xoxo

{Bon Bon}

Wednesday, March 27, 2013

My Cart is Half Full




{Shopping Before Bean} 
The fox fur could be an exaggeration, but I vaguely remember the styled hair as being a real thing}




{Shopping After Bean}
aka Harry Houdini reincarnated. 
Seriously. 
Our Vegas cart-seat escape show is in the works.
And I'm only 96% sure that's chocolate on my dress.





I used to naively chuckle at the frazzled mothers hustling their offspring through the aisles of...anywhere. 

(basically, any public building with shelves and things to grab off those shelves) 



My Target Retreat bubble of isolation could be popped by so much as the seemingly shrill gurgle of a newborn's coo, and I'd wheel in the opposite direction, 
clicking my judgmental heels towards the fancy-free lanes of life filled with things like, "Fragile," and "Look Don't Touch." 


There were many peaceful, tantrum-free excursions during those years among the land of humans who don't internally combust when they have to put a pair of pink glitter mary-janes back on the shelf. I'll admit that.

But, oh how those years were lonely! 
When I was all by myself, leisurely carting through without a care in the world...
Lonely!

With no one to fling the entire contents of my purse onto the conveyer belt for me. 
Lonely!

Or be the Thelma to my Louise in a Mentos pilfering spree at checkout stands across the state.
Lonely!


Luuuuuuhhhhh-Ohhhhhh-Nnnn-Eeeeee-Leeeeeeey

Funny how something starts sounding unreal the more you say it?

But until you've heard a 16 month old cheer you on as the basket gets filled with "NANAAAAAS" (bananas), "COOOOOKAHHHS" (graham crackers, which he thinks are cookies), and "BASthKKKETBALLS", (oranges/melons/anything round like a basketball), 

well, 

it's just all a bit unreal.


Especially, the love you can have for a toddler wailing in the key of firetruck engine through aisle 8 while you try and calm him down by singing " The Hip Hop Bunny Came Today" from the Easter episode of Dora the Explorer.  



unbelievable. 




Don't worry, I'm laughing at myself too. 



xoxo

{Bon Bon}






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*never go through aisle 8. Or whatever the squeezable fruit puree aisle is in your store.
**or the shoe aisle. Never.Ever. 
***Now I naively chuckle at the mothers of two, three, four, or more kids. 

























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