Monday, October 31, 2011

1st halloween: obligatory costume post {and friends}.

The crew (minus Charlie) from night no. 1 of trick or treating (it's dang near impossible to get all 5 kiddos in the same shot).

 How cute is that Mickey Mouse?  And yes, I let Preston lick a sucker for 2.5 seconds. He loved it, but then again why wouldn't he. Suppose that could be the reason he didn't go to sleep until 9 p.m?  Ha!



Wishing you all a happy halloween!  My pint size scarecrow (that's real talk... Mr. P has turned scarecrow on me this weekend) has kept me plenty busy this 32nd birthday halloween weekend. 

Friday, October 28, 2011

product of the week: burt's bees tinted lip balm

I'm so glad I discovered this just in time for winter and those chapped lips. We're faithful Burt's fans in this house, especially the Mister.  This is none other than their famous lip balm with a "hint" (and I do mean a hint) of color.  Best thing about this stuff?  With the subtle color it doesn't show up on P's cheeks after all those mommy-sugars.


My favorite shade is Red Dahlia followed closely by Hibiscus. 

*No compensation was received for the writing of this post. Just a product I love and wanted to talk about. Adios amigos.

Wednesday, October 26, 2011

you are my i love you.

 I recently heard about this book, and after I took a sneak peek (thanks to Amazon's Look Inside feature) I realized that it was a quote I recently saw and immediately loved on pinterest. 
I'm thinking this book needs to be wrapped and under the tree for P's first Christmas and for his growing library.

Below is the quote I saw on pinterest. Isn't it perfect?
(note: this is just a portion of the book as it is quite a bit longer)

Source: None via Kim on Pinterest

Monday, October 24, 2011

a boy and his faces.

Preston's getting more animated the older he gets, and I especially adore all the different faces he's been making.

This is my personal favorite (snotty nose and all).

Then one morning P decided to lick the glass on our storm door.

  I died. 

 Thankfully our housekeeper had just steam cleaned the glass.

I can't imagine how it'll be when words start joining these facial expressions.

Friday, October 21, 2011

what's on my mind: mama drama.

Be completely humble and gentle; be patient, bearing with one another in love. 
Ephesians 4:2 NIV

I find myself asking God over and over again for more patience.  I felt like my prayer request was going unanswered as I was still easily finding frustration instead of peace and humility when things didn't go the way I had planned.

Then one day last week I read the daily devotional from Proverbs 31 Ministries (thanks, Sam for turning me on to this ministry), and it served as my wake-up call.  I will say I wasn't immediately humbled.  In fact, I actually kind of turned my nose up at the message at first (you can read it here).  Then that evening as I was getting in the shower, again easily frustrated about something so silly that I can't even remember now, it was almost as if I could hear Him say to me "You're not listening to me... NO MORE MAMA DRAMA!  I will provide, but it is your choice to take it."

Dang. So it's my choice, huh?  That was exactly what I needed to hear. A burden was lifted.

Now when I find situations spiraling out of my control, I mumble to myself those 3 little words... no mama drama.  (Mr. Gherkin has since come up with the no wife drama phrase but for some reason it hasn't been as successful)  I don't know how or why, but saying those three little words makes all the difference in the world.  I probably look and sound like a complete moron walking around mumbling those silly words to myself, but it can't be any worse than how foolish I look and sound during one of my temper tantrums.  I still have my moments (umm, just two nights ago), but it's working. So now...

When my baby splatters my shoes, my pants, and my white chair covers with vomit...
no mama drama.

When I accidentally add too much water to my pot roast and dinner is ruined...
no mama drama.

When I'm missing Modern Family because my kid has decided to stay up past his bedtime...
no mama drama.

When my child wakes up because my dogs start barking at the very same neighbor who walks our street
no mama drama.

When I wake to my child's shrill (which means he thinks it's playtime) and it's 3 a.m... 
no mama drama. 

When my child refuses to sit in his high chair or has all of the sudden decided he's not a fan of the carseat...
no mama drama. 

When I, once again, try on my favorite pair of pre-pregnancy pants and they still don't button...
no mama drama.

Probably should just go ahead and burn those jeans, huh? And, for future reference, I've also realized that currently the whole no mama drama thing only works if I'm the one who reminds myself.  Those three little words had the opposite effect when Mr. Gherkin tried to use them on me :)

Thanks for letting me put myself out there today.

Love you guys!

Source: via Shandra on Pinterest

Wednesday, October 19, 2011

are you smarter than a baby?

Most of the time, no, but I've got P's number on the whole water drinking dilemma. 

He just isn't a fan of sipping water which is what I give him to practice his sippy cup abilities.  I'm afraid that once he's a year and it's time to let him have all the water he wants he won't want any at all. 

So I took a couple fresh strawberries, chopped them into small pieces, dropped them into an ice cube tray (of course it would be a pineapple tray), added water, and let them freeze overnight. 


If he's not interested in his water I'll just drop one into a sippy cup full of water and we're golden.  Not only did this entice him to drink a substantial amount of water last week, he even managed to hold and drink from his sippy cup on his own.  Attaboy!

Preston's top tooth just popped through, and we also found these useful in his fresh food feeders which helped numb his gums quickly.

It's also been a nice way to introduce strawberries a little at a time to make sure P doesn't have any reaction to them.  So far so good.  

Monday, October 17, 2011

i heart pumpkin patches.

I'm weird, but being able to take P to the pumpkin patch was one of the things I looked forward to the most this year. I can remember feeling a lump swell in my throat when we came across pumpkin patches this time last year wondering if we'd ever have a reason to visit a pumpkin patch. 

We've been blessed, though, and can never praise Him enough for our reason (and a pretty cute one at that) to visit our church's pumpkin patch this past weekend. 

Where's Waldo Preston?

Mommy, I've had enough.
I didn't get not even one smile from him thanks to that top tooth that is peeking through. Maybe next year.

And here are our picks - one for each person in the family.  Preston spent Sunday afternoon rolling his pumpkin across the living room and chasing it ... just about the cutest thing ever. 

Friday, October 14, 2011

bringing back the 80s.

Remember when we used puff paint to decorate everything?  Hello, 1980s!
My aunts had quite the collection of puff paint back in the day, and I loved playing with it.

Never thought I would ever break out the puff paint ever again, but that's exactly what I headed to Hobby Lobby to buy this week.  I'm thinking they call it "puffy" paint now??

Now that Preston's pulling up and walking around the furniture, "grippers" on his socks and footies are a must.  Problem is that many of his footie pajamas aren't non-skid, but crisis averted...with puff paint.

I took his Zutano booties (found on clearance earlier in the year) and the said bottle of puff paint that resulted in me spending way more money than I intended to at Hobby Lobby and ta-da. 

In the mornings I just slip these on over Preston's footie pjs and we're golden until it's time to get dressed. I may need to add some more dots of puff paint, but so far we've had no slips.

Thanks to pinterest, I'm already planning my next puff paint project... stay tuned.  

Wednesday, October 12, 2011

product of the week: Kenra blow-dry spray

My sister gave me a bottle of this stuff last week while I was home, and I am here to tell you that it made this girl, who's known for going to bed with wet hair because she hates drying her hair, have a change of heart about her blow dryer. 

First of all, this stuff smells super-duper good, but here's the game changer for me... it takes me just a few minutes to dry my hair (and style it with a brush while drying) after using this spray.  Can't really tell you how long it took me before because I rarely dried my hair fully, but when I did I was a hot mess.  I mean who wants to take a shower and then break a sweat blow-drying your hair right afterwards?

Only teeny tiny negative thing I can say about the product is that it does make my hair appear a tad bit more oily quicker.  Not a huge deal to me because I usually have to wash my hair daily, but it may not be a good choice if you're one who likes to go a day or two between washes.

**No compensation was received for writing this post. The opinions are all my own.  It was just a gift that I love and wanted to share.

Monday, October 10, 2011

table manners {or the lack of}

Preston is officially on table food, and let me tell you I've never seen this boy so happy. {cue the I told you so from my Dad}

We'd given him only a few bites of our food here and there, but after he shunned his baby food last Wednesday evening and, with convulsing hands, kept reaching onto my plate, I sought clearance to start table food from our pediatrician on Friday.  I believe his exact words were, "Let him get after it."

So this weekend, while his mommy and daddy enjoyed Italian food and vino, Preston enjoyed a breadstick, marinara, cheese, and shredded chicken.  We topped it off with a six ounce bottle on the way home, and (do I dare say it?) he slept from 8 p.m. to 7:15 a.m.  Holy full belly, batman! (or just still knocked out from the flu shot he received earlier that morning... only time will tell)

Enjoying his pancake on Sunday morning. 

I'll be honest I get a little nervous now that I'm responsible for preparing and providing food for someone other than myself or my hubby.  I came across this cute printable from Lovely Little Snippets to hang on the inside of the pantry and to carry with me when grocery shopping at least until I get the hang of this.  

click to enlarge and download.

What about you?  What foods did you start your little one(s) out on and does your little one have any favorite foods that I should be sure to try with Preston?

Tuesday, October 4, 2011

put a brick on his head already.

Preston's nine months old today. How in the world has this happened so quickly? Before a baby 18 years seemed like a lifetime.  Now I feel like 18 years is going to show up tomorrow and slap me in the face (gulps wine). 

still not sure where those long legs came from?

a boy and his dog.

Please ignore the lopsided 9 month sticker.  Have I mentioned that Preston doesn't sit still?  Oh, and he hates his changing table now too.  I've become pretty good at putting his diaper on as he's crawling away from me.  Super fun times (gulps wine again).

what's on my mind: neat freak

I loved reading all the comments on my previous what's on my mind post.  Thank you! And to think that my nerves almost got the best of me and I almost didn't post... 

Here's what's on my mind this week:

The type A personality in me loves a clean house.  There's just something about having things organized and knowing where everything is when I need it that is so satisfying to this crazed perfectionist.

That being said I was a bit worried about if and how I would come to terms about having a well organized and tidy house taken over by toys and baby products.


Oddly enough I'm actually loving it.  There's just something about seeing Preston throwing his books on his shelf that makes me want to scream... in a good way!  I love to see him learning and developing his autonomy in this world.  Prepare yourself for sappiness... it makes me such a proud and joyful mommy to see toys, my child's toys, scattered throughout my house.

Now if I could just remember that it's ok if the laundry piles up every once a while and realize that, yes, life will go on if I forget to do the dishes after dinner.

I pray that I will remain this light hearted and that I will continue to find such joy in seeing that a lived in house means we are truly living.  I may just print the quote pictured below and frame it so I'm reminded of this day after day. 

Saturday, October 1, 2011

a little note from Mr. P

Happy October, y'all!

I would like to remind everyone (especially my dada) that today marks the beginning of my mommy's birthday month.

Oh, and don't mind the bruise on my forehead. I took a little tumble this morning. I'm trying to get down the concept of walking before mommy's birthday. I have 31 days. Think I can do this?

Much love,

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