I have a friend who is the most faithful and fantastic blogger. Even though she posts adorable updates of her babies on Instagram, she still manages to journal her family's goings-on through her blog. I admire it and I'm going to take a cue - the cheater's cue, but still, one is taken nonetheless.
This is from late September. Her outfit was perfect to usher in the fall coolness. And it was cute to boot.
Bath time on Monday was filled with eucalyptus bubble bath. Someone's a little congested. Also, sick babies are the saddest. She's still sick. This was just the beginnings of a cold. Now she's drooling like a basset hound.
Last week I was in charge of a little demonstration for Enrichment. Our evening was all about money-saving tips and resources around the house, etc. I taught the women how easy and simple it is to make their own laundry detergent.
I made these little handouts for the sisters to tape to their fridge, laundry room, washing machine, wherever. I have my recipe pinned to a corkboard in the kitchen and use it every single time I make another batch. This one is even cuter and will replace it. I love when things turn out!
A few weeks ago (right after catering was finished, in fact), Elliot was 'running' down the cemented driveway. That little tyke is faster than you'd think she'd be. I went to grab her and she thought it was a great and fun game of chase until I got her arm just enough to nudge her and the poor thing tripped and fell SO HARD. She was screaming and bleeding. Once I calmed her down (and once I calmed down - this is scary stuff for a mom's faint heart!), gave her some cuddles and her blanket and binky, I took this picture to commemorate her first goose egg.
It was way worse than it looked. She still has a scar on her cheek from that scrape, and the scab has been gone for at least 3 weeks. This still hurts me!
A few days later, Miss Invincible started climbing on EVERYTHING. Someone thinks it's okay to stand on furniture. It's not.
But if you're going to do it, make sure you have on a cute outfit and sensible footwear. Priorities, people.
Since it's now Autumn in the Midwest, the annual pumpkin patch trip (minus daddy for this first trip) happened during Friday's normally scheduled Music Time. The lunches were packed and it was a slight breeze, but then quickly heated up. We got a pumpkin and a sunburn. And maybe just a bit overheated. The official annual trip really doesn't happen until all three of us go, so maybe tomorrow we'll have to venture over there. I love our pumpkin patch. We've gone several years, sans child, and it's just so much more fun with a little pumpkin of our own.
Other days, when we're not surviving the wilderness, we're begging for things. I mean, sure, you can have another granola bar. Just please...those EYES! My will is no match for them. Yup, completely gone.
During the nights when Ryan's home, we sometimes get creative in our entertainment and instead of going to a movie theater like we would have in the past, we make our own.
On the bed.
Complete with popcorn.
and everyone gets their own bowl. (you can see her lovely scab here - tear!)
And during the days when Ryan's at work too long and someone misses their daddy, we go to our favorite place and mosey along, walking the aisles.
This is how we shop at Target. This was her first Target popcorn, and I think she was a huge fan. When it's too hot/humid outside to breathe, we go indoors. I'm not above bribery to keep her in the cart. Clearly.
We've also had lots of rain, which, you would think means the weather is nice and cool. (It's a fickle mistress, this Kansas weather. One day it can be in the 90s and the next day the high is in the 60s. I wish I were joking. It's bizarre.)
None of our windows are low enough for Elliot to see out of, so Ryan showed her how to move the storage bin around. She moved one of the storage containers around the room and settled on it under the window, watching the rain fall for a solid 5 minutes.
Scratch that. Ten minutes.
Other things I've done lately have involved power tools, wood, and sawdust. I'll have to post pictures when this is finished.
It's for the Tri-Ward Halloween Carnival/Haunted House/Trunk-or-Treat activity in a couple weeks.
As I mentioned, Elliot has started climbing things. Any- and everything she can scale. There's a whole new level of baby-proofing going on over here.
But with smiles and hugs and hand-holding like this, we couldn't ask for anything better. She's one of the happiest babies.
And if we could get another 4-5 just like her, we would.
