Happy New Year, right?

Christmas pictures should be posted by now.

Christmas decorations should be cleaned up.

Kitchen should be clean.

I should be showered.

But NO.

I'm sick. Got that cold from Luke....thought I was getting better. But then I got a cough. The cough wouldn't go away. So Wednesday I went to the doctor.

I have bronchitis and probably pneumonia. He said (Dr. Jensen, ironically) that to for sure diagnose me, I'd have to get a chest x-ray. And that would take too long because we're coming up on the long weekend. So he's treating me for it anyways.

So I've been in pj's for 3 straight days. Barely moving. Wishing I at least had the energy to get up and go grab a snack. Good thing I have a great husband that will get me my snack and cough medicine.

This is the best I can do until I can get myself feeling a little better.

Hope everyone had a wonderful Christmas and here's wishing you all a wonderful New Year!

Just a Matter of Time

Well, Lucas and I did survive the other day. Neither one of us turned into zombies. And yes, there are still cookies in the house....but not many. You know, nothing helps the medicine go down like a nice chocolate cookie. Or is that just me? Does it really matter? Didn't think so.

Today I only worked a half day. Mainly because Luke is sick and couldn't go to the sitter. But really I can't complain because lil' mister gave me his cold and I just feel miserable. So here are again, having a lovely sick day together. Eating cookies, watching Muppets on YouTube....oh yeah, and Luke was enjoying himself too crawling around pulling shenanigans.

I was in the middle of a great Muppet Show clip when it got really quiet. Hmmmm....wonder what Luke is up to? Let's see.


Uh, yeah. Lucas has officially discovered the diaper organizer on his changing table. One of his FAVORITE things to do is reorganize his changing table. Taking all the towels and blankets out and put them in another corner of the room. Then grab all of his lotions, desitin, and other assorted baby items off the shelf and put them in the other baskets or his toy box, or anywhere else for that matter. But he never touched the diapers. Matt and I knew it was only a matter of time. Well, it's happened...and he was so proud of himself.

Here he is unloading some lotion, just for good measure.


And here is where he thought the diapers should go. What a little organizer.

After a little prompting he helped me put a few diapers back where they belonged.


Everyday is full of new surprises with this guy. It's definitely getting more challenging with everything that he's learning. But I wouldn't change a thing. We love him and he brings such joy to our lives. But for heaven's sake, what am I going to do with kid?

Help.

No, I haven't forgotten that I have a blog. Sorry for anyone that keeps checking this thing and doesn't see anything new. Between work, baby and Christmas I've been a little swamped. And I was up pretty much all night with a sick little boy.

I am SO tired. And not the fun tired, the oh my gosh it's not even 8am and I think I'm gonna pass out but the baby is squealing and won't sleep for more than 20 minutes in my arms and my butt is getting flat from sitting in the rocking chair for what seems like the rest of my existence tired.

That's it. I'm going downstairs and eating a Christmas cookie. For Breakfast.

Oh help.

If no one hears from me in the next 24hrs send a rescue team. Something bad could have happened, like Luke and I turning into zombies....or worse....all the cookies will be gone.

Just saying.

Just in case you're wondering

Luke totally digs Snickerdoodles. File that one away in case you're babysitting someday.

A little bit of Nostaglia

I know it's totally the wrong time of year for me to be posting pictures like this. But let me explain. I had been meaning to find this costume at Halloween time. But I couldn't find it. It just so happens that I end up finding it in a box full of winter sweaters. So I decided I would wash it and put it away with Luke's things. It was sitting around my house and I just kept looking at it. There's alot of my childhood memories tied up in this costume. My mom made it for me when I was a little kid, and I LOVED wearing it. Maybe because everyone told me I was cute. Maybe because I just liked to dress up, or maybe because my mom made it special for me.

Either way, I just couldn't help myself. I had to put it on Luke. So after looking at this costume for about 3 weeks, here you go. I couldn't keep myself from laughing.

Thanks for the memories mom!