Dang...

...pictures like this make me feel pretty lucky :)

Memorial Weekend

First off, I apologize for any typos in this post...my left thumb just caught the pissed-off edge of a knife while making dinner, and I now have it bandaged as though it is a war wound.

We made a trip to Fairbury for Memorial weekend for some swimming, grilling, and encouragement of skin cancer. I forgot my camera at mom's when we went over to dad's house, so I have some pictures to make up for!

The kids had a lot of fun in the pool, but of course Delia wanted Hayden's floatie most of the time. We had a lot of whining in the pool...I anticipate swimming lessons this summer will be a BLAST. 

It was Papa Jim's 59th birthday on Saturday, and Delia was so generous to help him out with his candles :) 

Of course, there were s'mores. 

Child labor while the menfolk look on... 

...they did give some direction... 

"I'll show you the price for my services!" 

On Monday we went out to the cemetery for a Memorial Day service. It was hot, but the kids enjoyed themselves. Delia even got to take home 2 bullets from the 21-gun salute, which she is convinced are miniature bowling pins. 

We stopped by Brian's grave to look at all of his decorations :)

Summer is finally here!

Well, we are officially on our second day of summer, and both kids haved kicked it off by adjusting their wake-up time to about 5:30 am. I am battling either a summer cold or some seriously rockin' allergies...so far we are having a phenomenal time!

This little guy finally rolled over for the first time yesterday! He of course wouldn't do it again to show daddy, but at least we're making progress. Leave it to him to sit up on his own before rolling over... :) 

As you all have probably figured out by now, I am a stellar stay-at-home mom. Yesterday I got slightly caught up on Pinterest and asked Delia to get the dog some food. Clearly, I was oblivious to the noise coming not 5 feet from the computer room because 10 minutes later I emerged to find this! When I asked her what the heck she was doing, she just looked at me like I was a total fool and said, "Feeding the dog, mom. He likes it like this." I think I need to make some personal goals for the summer...

Our kids, just doin' their thing...

Hayden: 5 Months

Weight: Big

Height: Tall

Overall Demeanor: Pretty good-natured little guy, but he definitely has a thing for being held! Awesome nighttime sleeper, but so-so napper. Starting to get really giggly, which is so fun because right now he pretty much just squeaks :)

Clothes: He's pretty much in 9-12 month clothing...I know.

Concerns: He STILL has a clogged tear duct, which doesn't seem to be fixing itself. Our sitter and I have now discovered that if you press on the corner of his eye, the goo comes out like squeezing a pimple. Needless to say we both think this is awesome. His head is also still pretty flat on the one side despite our attempts to work on this. He only sleeps on his "bad side" at night, but this morning when I went in to wake him up he had scooted all the way around so he could sleep on his comfortable side. Stinker.

Meanwhile, we finally busted out Delia's bubble gun from her birthday. Best.Bubbles.Ever.

Farber Baby Shower

Yesterday I ventured over to Lake Bloomington to celebrate the upcoming arrival of baby Farber! Justin got to stay home to watch the kids and pout over another disappointing Bulls game :(  I can't wait to meet baby girl...and find out her name! (hint hint Molly and Aaron :)

P.S. it was hot and humid outside, don't judge us...

Dueling Pianos

So...I avoided this post yesterday for 2 reasons: 1. I can't figure out what I can even post that is remotely appropriate to put on the internet.  2. I was battling a serious case of the (ahem) flu all day. We went to St. Ed's church Saturday night for dueling pianos. Splendid time. Hokey Pokied with the priest. Was severely overserved. Ruined my brand new shirt. Found a diaper in my purse...had fun with that. Dad and Lori stayed to supervise so no one would be compelled to call Social Services.

Got a text from Mallory the following morning once I peeled myself out of bed: "Just so you know, your shirt is in the cabinet of Delia's play kitchen."

Enough said.