Wednesday, October 31, 2012

We love our photo shoots around here

I wonder if on every "31st" for the rest of my life I will calculate how old Lillian is...

"Oh, it's July 31, 2020? Lillian is 8 years and 11 months old. Happy 107 months, L!"
Halloween 2037...She'll be 26 years and 2 months old, or 312 months. PARTYTIME.

Okay, maybe not, but we're allowed to continue counting by months until age 2, I think.
Happy 14 months to my crazy lady!

Baby down vests and jeggings--I die of the cuteness.

Unfortunately Sullivan thinks the fur around the hood makes the vest a toy. L was briefly dragged across the yard...

"Happy Halloween to my loyal subjects."

Such a handsome boy! By the way, no more vest dragging incidents have occurred (and L thought the first one was hilarious)

Saturday, October 27, 2012

Pumpkin Pics

Boone Hall Pumpkin Patch 2011 and 2012
[insert something about the passage of time, kids growing up too quickly, etc. ]

"Are you guys crazy? It's 80 degrees outside and you jammed a fleece hat on my head. Winston would never have had to deal with things like this."

"Deacs, I predict a lousy football season for you in 2012."

Proud new daddy!


We're trying to teach her to smell flowers instead of ripping them off the stem.

love love love those balance arms

Not feeling it, apparently.

fluffster in motion

Wednesday, October 24, 2012

Impressive? You be the judge.

Today is one of those days where it feels like nothing is going quite right (toybox threw up all over the downstairs, floors are dirty, teaching prep is nowhere near where it needs to be, L is protesting food, etc.), so in an effort to clear up the cloud of momguilt hanging over my head I am going to blog about L's two new "tricks."

1. She has discovered how to pick her nose while sucking her thumb with the same hand. Impressive? possibly. Disgusting? absolutely.

2. And for the win: just a few minutes ago, she was playing with one of her beloved toothbrushes (OBSESSED) when I looked at her and said, "L, it's time for a nap." She looked right back at me, headed for the stairs which she proceeded to walk up without crawling, and went straight to her room. Then she turned around and said, "Can I borrow the car later, Mom?" Okay, maybe not, but it is fun to see her making associations, becoming more independent, etc. Naturally, as I type this, she is upstairs protesting the nap that I am so meanly forcing her to take, but whatever, IT'S A WIN.

Okay, enough procrastination.

Monday, October 22, 2012

Hilton Head!

 
This is mostly a picture post of miscellaneous moments during our getaway to Hilton Head last weekend with my parents. It was a late birthday present for me and we had a blast!
You should learn the following things from these photos:

-L is obsessed with swinging. No day is complete without it. Oh, and watering cans, too. She frequently carries one around our yard and THANK GOODNESS she found a replacement while we were waiting for dinner one night.
-There was almost lizard carnage. Spot the two image sequence that features my dad protecting a little critter from my tiny gremlin child.
-My parents are so much fun and L obviously feels the same way!
-Baby leggings are the be all to end all of pants.
-Thomas has long, rockstar hair. So handsome!
-Sullivan and Lillian are best friends.












Linking up with Carissa today!

Tuesday, October 16, 2012

Life 'round these parts

another one from Carissa--early signs of martial arts prowess?
Some many days are just like this picture, lest you think things are always rainbows and sunshine around here...thank goodness for God's grace and lots of coffee.


"Now to him who is able to do far more abundantly, than all that we ask or think, according to the power at work within us." Ephesians 3:20

Monday, October 15, 2012

What, your neighborhood doesn't look like this right now?

Linking up with Carissa today!

[I blame "adjustments" in L's sleep schedule last week for my lack of blogging. A moment of silence for L's dearly departed, dearly beloved, morning nap.]

And now, on to tacky Halloween decor! My neighborhood is not very big, or at least our little section of it is small, but boy do we have our share of amazing Halloween decorations. (by the way, does anyone every mistype words ending in --tion and end up with words like "decoratinos" and feel like your subconscious is taking over in another language? No? Just me?)

For your viewing pleasure, a sampling of the yards in our neighborhood during the month of October.

We're thinking some sort of Middle Ages theme here--perhaps "ring around the rosy" with Plague victims? I think the dying plant in the background is a nice touch, too.
Okay, so these people went fall/harvest theme rather than Halloween. Not so bad. Almost cute. Still kitschy though, and therefore still part of this blog post. 
There is a lot going on in a few square feet. Let's break it down: plastic battle axe (at least they skipped out on putting fake blood on the side, +1 point for them); creepy skeleton tombstones x3  because it is all about QUANTITY; ghost lights--least offensive part; lone hay bale (too bad they can't borrow some of the children of the corn from the previous picture); and orange lights in the tree--meh, but Halloween lights< Christmas lights.  



"Alas poor Yorick; I knew him, Horatio, a fellow of infinite jest, of most excellent fancy."  It was fairly hilarious watching this mother daughter pair stab various limbs into the ground and position the tombstones "just so."        
  

Ah, the crown jewel yard. In case you can't read the sign, the top reads "Mummy and me playtime at 1 pm."There are also skeletons playing "Croac" quet. Plus a fake dead tree with cutesy pumpkin lights, a tiny graveyard (YAWN, so pedestrian), and a fence wrapped in cobwebs. Keep in mind, this is ONE part of the yard. 
Ooh rhyming words! Happy ghouls frolicking in a prop-less john boat across the yard from the "croak" quet players. Also, note the big eyes in the background. They glow at night.
"Bat" minton. Perhaps a witch onlooker. I wonder which one she's rooting for.
Another angle on these guys. Maybe those are tomato plant supports inside our "batminton"-playing ghosts? Pretty impressive. 
This is what a TASTEFULLY DONE house looks like.  Fall wreath, check. Sweet lil pumpkin, check. Appropriate quantity and color of mums, check. Good job neighbors.



Thursday, October 4, 2012

Proof positive...

...that Lillian is a climber!
glorious mullet

my mantra at these times is, "don't think about the germs, don't think about the germs"

getting as close to the germy surfaces as possible

"are you watching, Dad?"
Pictures courtesy of Thomas on Tuesday's daddy-daughter date night at Chickfila. I tutor and go to Bible study, and Thomas takes Lillian on an outing. What a sweet daddy he is--I love watching him delight in her. And she's pretty cute, too.

Wednesday, October 3, 2012

The year I became best friends with my washing machine

Or, our experience with cloth diapering, one whole year in.

I'm not sure if I've posted about this before and don't want to waste my valuable blogging time (naps end very unexpectedly around here) looking for an old post. So, now you know. We cloth diaper. We started in early October last year, when L was about six weeks old.

I knew that I wanted to cloth diaper before I got pregnant with L and fortunately my adventurous yet pragmatic husband was along for the ride. People had a wide range of reactions when I told them what we were planning:
"That's disgusting. Why would you do that?"
"Just wait 'til your kid arrives. You'll never have time for that."
"...neat...."
"Wow, that sounds awesome! Tell me more!"
etc.

We were undeterred by the naysayers. In fact, it was like waving a red flag in front of a bull. "Oh, you don't think I can do this? WATCH ME." Knowing that there were advantages to cloth in terms of money, health and the environment, I really wanted to make it work. This does not mean that I think disposable diapers are bad, or that people who use them are bad. I have used them myself. We have by no means been free of  leaks, diaper rash or smell issues. We are not better parents because we cloth diaper. We are better parents because we evaluated a given set of circumstances and made the choice that worked best for our family. There are too many crazy, broken things in the world to get upset over than disposable vs. cloth, formula vs. breast, or working vs. staying at home. Phew.
Okay, back to the diapers.

(If you want to know the nuts and bolts of cloth diapering in our house, read the next few paragraphs. If you think cleaning toliets would be more entertaining than reading about cloth diapering, then skip the next section and come on over! )

We knew we weren't up for trying a ton of different diapers. The cloth world is surprisingly huge with many different options but I wasn't looking to become a frequenter of message boards--people with names like Willow and River who write things like "I just made my own wool diaper cover out of wool gathered from the sheep in our backyard and lined with organic hemp."
Instead, we chose a well-known brand, Bumgenius, and have 3 different types--elementals, freetimes and one-sizes. Elementals are by far and away our favorites, though they take the longest to dry. We have become snap experts this year--you can buy them with velcro, but everyone says the snaps last longer--which is saying something considering that L regards diaper changes as something just shy of torture.

I wash diapers every 2-3 days with my patented 3 rinse cycle (1 cold rinse, 1 heavy duty wash on hot with detergent, 1 hot rinse with a little detergent and some essential oils). Every 6 weeks or so I add some bleach to the 3rd rinse cycle. I hang them on a drying rack outside and after a few hours, VOILA, clean, fresh diapers ready for our sweet girl.Occasionally I'll run some of them through the dryer if it's particularly humid or rainy.

Keeping it real:
As I mentioned before, it hasn't been a perfect system. There have been frustrating moments where the diapers weren't in the right place, or weren't dry yet, or there was a leak, etc. We have dealt with some diaper rash (though coconut oil has gone a long way to helping this). Things are definitely "grosser" since the start of solids, though I can handle 30 seconds of grossness every day. If you've ever picked up dog poop, it's really not any grosser than that. We have a diaper sprayer hooked up to our toilet for those special diapers that need rinsing.

On the whole, we are very happy with our cloth diapers and love color-coordinating L with her diapers and outfits (just a minor perk of cloth!). Feel free to leave questions in the comments if you have any.
Cloth in action--yes, we let L romp in public in her diaper because we are classy like that.



Monday, October 1, 2012

No titles to be found around here today

It's Monday! And it's October! Time to bust out the fall decorations, Christmas music (don't judge), and leggings.

1. Confession: sometimes I like Mondays...especially when there are fun things to anticipate in the week ahead, or if I had a full night of sleep on Sunday night.

2. Another fun picture from Carissa.
Mischievous smile, check. 
3.  I am reeeeally excited about fall clothes, or, as I like to think of it, anythingbutthesummerclothesI'vebeenwearingfor6months. Who's with me?  And I love putting Lillian in little legging outfits. HOWEVER, it is still in the 80s here during the day. sigh.

4. With regard to #3,  I received the following email from my mom on Saturday morning before we went to their house for lunch:

Dear Ashley

I know it's fall ... it's still warm out ... we're eating outside on the screened porch because we'll fit ... don't dress L in long pants and a sweater :)


It will be cooler next month.


xoxo
(Then I went upstairs and changed Lillian. Good call, Mom, good call.) 

5. Sullivan has this wonderful "quirk" (read: annoying habit) of needing the water in his dog bowl to be PERFECTLY FRESH before he will drink it.It doesn't matter if you filled the bowl five minutes before. It needs to be dumped and refilled. PERFECTLY FRESH, people! This is mildly annoying during the day, and absurdly irritating at 1:53 am. He also won't drink from his bowl if it is a)dark, b)on certain surfaces or c)if one of L's toys is between him and the dish. Neurotic, much? We sure love that dog though.
Laziness incarnate.

6. Speaking of dogs, L is in a fun new stage where she will pick up a book, bring it to you and then back that thing up into your lap and sit down. Her attention span still rivals a goldfish, but it is really fun to watch her remember things about certain books and to find joy in reading. I will obviously still love her if she doesn't like to read, but I really hope that she does! 

This is her current favorite book: (image via here). Thanks to Aunt Pamela and Uncle Brandon for such a fun book. 
If you have any "dog people" in your life who are having kids, this is an awesome present.






7. I am currently rereading The Screwtape Letters by C.S. Lewis and it is convicting with a capital C. This book really makes you think through your everyday rationalizations, your "it's not me, it's the culture excuses" and your "it doesn't really matter if I do or say certain things" mentality. Too often I think of Satan as passive and lazy rather than active and persistent. 

8. Our master bedroom needs help. The rest of the house is more or less together, but our room always comes last and it definitely shows. Weird piles of stuff somehow migrate in during the day, and we are too tired at night to do anything about it. Case in point: the bench at the end of the bed currently has the following items piled on top: a pink tutu, a quilt, 6 cookie cutters leftover from L's birthday, 2 bottles of travel toiletries (favorite toys of L's), a gift bag and an empty Amazon box. Maybe today is the day I will begin RoomPurge 2012. Or maybe it will be tomorrow...

9. A parting shot from Carissa:

"Really? You guys are my parents? Are you sure?"
 Linking up with Carissa today, here.