2013 is off to a solid start around here. I'm going to attempt to get back to the weekly Instagram recaps on the blog. When I was putting together my 2011 blog book last week (yeah, shut up, I DID say 2011) I was really loving those weekly shots, evidence of the day-in, day-out that tells a whole lot more about our lives righthisminute than any posed DSLR thing does. Anywho. 2013, week one:
On New Years Day, we played outside. MG was pretty "meh" about the snow thing. Anderson got a big idea (as four year old boys tend to do), we went with it because she's number three so whatever, MG stared up at us from the sled like "no for real, SERIOUSLY, this is my life?"
Mommo took Bug to Denver. 24 hours later, they were packing up to come home, a few days earlier than planned, and before they even made it to Chuck E. Cheese (because every time he sees that commercial he's all "OMG I NEEEEEEED TO GO THEREEEEE!" despite really having no idea what it even is.) Alas, Bug was homesick. But Mommo had accomplished her mission of seeing Binky (and, I suspect, getting Bug out of my hair for a bit) (God love her), so no big deal. During their brief time away, I focused on my middle girl. She got a huge muffin at Starbucks, we went to the museum with friends, we hit up a sandwich shop for lunch and I let her get ... wait for it .... CHIPS. That's huge when you're almost-3, yall. Chips. Her own damn bag! OF CHIPS.
I got some new baby bottles. The plastic liner system we'd been using was fine, but the more I thought on those plastics (environmentally, chemically, economically....), the less I loved it all. LifeFactory, yall. You want these. I'd been using the glass drinking bottles for myself for some time, and was a smidge too excited to find the baby version at a local grocery store on the very day that I'd made up my mind to make the switch to glass bottles for MG. Best part? They sell a sippy top that screws onto the bottle tops when baby's done with bottles! I'm practically MAKING money, here, so much am I saving. That's what I told J anyway. He didn't buy it, either. Ohwell.
Packers. Win. We were smiley 'round these parts yesterday, what with my Packers and his Texans coming out on top. Let's just hope they don't meet in the Super Bowl. That could get scary.
Unrelated to my iPhone pictures, there's some construction going on at our house. I pinned this Pinterest project last year and low and behold, our new house had exactly the right boring old entry closet to make it happen. The contractor started last week and I have barely been able to restrain my excitement enough not to peek down the hallway at his progress every hour. Expect an update when it's all finished up and I've found just the right baskets and just the right bench cushion and just the right little decor touches. So, you know, 2014ish. Around the time I'm finishing up my 2012 blog book.
And also, I need to give my blog a makeover.
And also, I'm back to working out, and cleaned all the biggie sizes out of my closet, so there's no turning back now. Zumba, dance, long walks with the dog .... I'm getting my body back. FOREVER AND EVER!
{Kate's 9th Birthday}
18 hours ago


5 comments:
Sounds like a great start! I've read your blog for a while, but haven't ever commented. Your children are so adorable, and I love your posts about life with them.
Sounds like a good start to the year! Jealous of your little entry closet turned awesome bench space. Can't wait to see it done, I know it will be awesome.
Also, I haven't printed any blog books or photo books ever. My first child was born in 2010. I'm failing at life. MUST CHANGE THAT. :)
Yay for your makeover- can't wait to see it!
And if it makes you feel better, I just ordered my 2011 blog book in December.
Joy: Hi! Thanks for the hello! I'm applauding your Pinterest efforts of late - nice work, mama. xo!
Ashley: Blurb is your friend, my friend. You can do it! ;)
Katie: miss you!! As usual.
Yay! I need my body back too... baby #3 is 3 weeks old and I am ready to not wear my fat clothes. And having a closet full of clothes ranging in sizes leaves my wardrobe less than stellar. I need a reason to shop!
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