TGIF

Guess what we get to try this weekend?

A new adventure! Bring on the bib!

Just Another Wednesday

Big changes on this not so ordinary Wednesday.

Frank leaves K-State (Don't even get me started) and I upgraded to Timeline on FB.

My current cover photo

Watch out people.

Timeline is something new and fun. It made me smile when I saw a friend's wall post about me updating my status to "in a relationship" in 2005. That would be when me and the hubs finally decided to admit that we were "dating." Good times:)

But I definitely had to delete a few wall posts from 2004. Said deleted posts ranted about weekend shenanigans and used inappropriate language. My, how life has changed. I can't believe I have been on fb that long.

I'm still holding strong with my firm decision to not join Twitter. Maybe some day. But not Today.

How the heck does everyone keep up with all these social media outlets?

I can't even find time to update the blog...as my hubby so graciously pointed out about 30 minutes ago via email.

The house is dirty, the yard is a jungle and the honey-do list is growing. And I'm fighting a cold this week. Probably picked it up from Big Boy.

But, bring on the DayQuil because this Momma is going to see Hunger Games tonight! So pumped.

And Daddy comes home tomorrow! This week is turning out to be a pretty good one.

Here's some pics from a few weeks ago and our park date this past Saturday.

Happy Wednesday!

My little booger

He loves airplanes.

 Don't mind the spit up on his bib:)

 Hey blue eyes.

Likes to put everything in his mouth.

 Pretty blooms

Carson and Grace at the park

 Grace likes to bite on her tongue at the side of her mouth right now. It made me laugh at how many pics of her were like this:).

Cutie patootie!

 Weeeee!

Don't ever wish for thin hair or you'll get this. Wispy, tangled, Scraggly hair. Oh my, those roots are bad.

Oh hey Megan, I can see you in the reflection off my glasses :)

Watch Me Grow: 4 Months

Big Boy is 4 months old!

Carson's 4-month stats:

Weight: 12 lbs. 7.5 oz. (9th percentile)
Height: 25.25 inches (50th percentile)
Head Circumference: 16.2 inches (25th percentile)

In the Closet: Depends on the brand. Mainly 3-6 months, but some bigger, some smaller. Still fits 0-3 month pants because he's so skinny!

Diapers: Size 2

Grub: Breast milk and rice cereal

Sleep: Sleeping through the night, 8-9 hours, still swaddled

New Activity/Development: Starting to laugh more, holding toys with both hands, rolling from back to belly, tracking, supported sitting, putting everything in mouth

Loves: Hamming it up for anyone and smiling A LOT, colored rings, Mr. Crab toy at bath time, Mr. Owl plush rattle, airplanes, mirror time, napping in swing

Funny that we call him Big Boy and he is only in the 9th percentile for weight:). Skinny little rascal.

I guess popping out a 9+ pounder doesn't guarantee you'll have a big baby. I was a little concerned his percentile was low, but the doc said not to worry at all. He's just skinny and much more active these days.

Don't you just love his bow tie? It was a gift from a friend from this cute little local shop.

He was quite the model. I'd say Chippendale material.

3 Months
2 Months
1 Month
Newborn

Technology Love

Seriously, what would we do without technology?

It's crazy to me, that in my lifetime alone (and I'm only 28), the Internet, email, facebook, iphones, iPads, Apple tv and skype were all evolved. And that's just a few techy mentions.

Skype is amazing. Especially when your significant other is working out of the country. Two months and still going strong as a single mommy!

I seriously can't say enough great things about Skype. Carson finally recognizes Daddy through the screen and loves being a complete ham.

I'll just sit him in the Bumbo, place him in front of the computer and watch the two of them converse. Brian asks him how his day was at school, tries to make him laugh and tells him over and over how much he loves him.

It's seriously the cutest thing ever.

His favorite game to play with Dad via Skype is Peekaboo. It's Friday folks, hooray!

My Sunshine

You know what I love?

A spur-of-the-moment trip to the park.

There might be nothing better than spreading out a blanket and feeling the warm sunshine.

Well, maybe except for the feel of a baby's soft skin against your cheek.

And this smile.

My sunshine.

My only Sunshine.

Friday Phone Dump

It's Friday! Woo-hoo!

Brian came home yesterday, but left for Vegas early this AM. He's pretty excited to spend a weekend in Sin City with his boys. During March Madness.

He posted "Vegas Bound!" on facebook this morning.

So, I made the most logical wifey comment I could think of, "Carson told me to tell you to watch your spending. He wants to go to college someday."

Maybe he'll listen since it's coming from his son...hmmmm.

C dressed in his K-state gear today for school. To celebrate yesterday's win of course.

Lots of pics this week! Daddy had extra requests. He misses us.

 Happy Weekend!

Divide & Conquer

This post is really just about dividing, but I added the "conquer" because we just conquered Southern Miss!

Woohoo! Wildcat win!

How cute are these shirts? I have been seeing them pop up everywhere lately. This one is from Old Navy. They have other schools, but obviously the K-state one is the cutest and makes the most sense. :)

Hello Kitty.

Anyways, I wanted to share with you the dividers Brian made for Carson's room - Closet and drawers.

I love all things organization related, so these were a must when we were planning the nursery.

First up, Drawers. 

Socks are the worst to keep separated. It's nice to have them divided, by size, so you can easily grab a pair, without going through several pairs before you find a winner.

 Also, good for hats.

The hubs used a thin wood such as balsa wood and simply cut slits to connect the two pieces.

They aren't quite as stable as I would prefer, but without affecting the dresser drawers permanently, he assured me this was the only way.

The dividers also work great for burp cloths, bibs, changing pad covers, etc.

Organization sensation my friends.

Next up, Closet.

For several weeks after Carson was born, I drove myself crazy (and wasted a ton of time) constantly looking at the sizes on his clothes. I would find an outfit in his closet with the tags still attached, that he had already outgrown.

Major letdown when your little bambino misses out on any cute get up.

So, I researched several options for DIY closet dividers on Pinterest, but couldn't find exactly what I was hoping.

One used cardboard and scrapbook paper, but I wanted something sturdy. Another used CDs covered in fabric or paper.

Then, I found this blog. Exactly what I wanted. Except we decided to cut the wood dividers ourselves rather than buying them pre-made at Hobby Lobby.

Using the leftover wood from the drawer dividers, he cut 4 x 5 pieces. Then, he used a hole saw to cut a hole big enough for the closet rod to go through. Last step, a light sand.

Then, I used cheap acrylic paint and a paint pen to come up with this:

0-3 Months, 3-6 Months, 6-12 Months, 12-24 Months

Awesomeness.

Like Father, Like Son

It's 80 degrees in Kansas City today and I'm wearing a skirt. Multiple people have commented on how "springy" I look. Spring? In March? Ok!

I soaked up some rays this afternoon on a patio lunch date at Lulu's with some coworkers. It was glorious. I just love that place.

Carson dressed appropriately today as well. A polo onesie and jorts! Yes...I  said jorts aka jean shorts! They are the cutest little baby Guess shorts you'll ever see.

I failed to take a pic of him when I dropped him off at school to send to daddy, so let's hope he survives in his cute little outfit until the pick up. My sweet boy tends to always have an outfit change. Let's just face it, spit up, and as of lately -- poopies are his specialty:)

Don't you just love how when you become a mom you start saying the silliest of things, making up strange sounds to get them to laugh, and adding an 'ie' or 'ee' to any word that it makes sense?

Poopies, pee-pee, boogies, tooties, jammies, feetsies, bathsies...bizarre I know. But the high-pitched, silly voice makes him happy. Which makes me happy. And you eventually find yourself doing it anywhere and everywhere.

In line at the grocery store, while getting your taxes done, while on the phone with the cable company, in a handicap stall of a bathroom...I bet my bathroom neighbors thought I was crazy.

Which reminds me of a time I had to feed Carson at Macy's at the mall a few weeks ago. I headed for the dressing room because it seemed cleaner and more comfortable than the bathroom. By the way, if you're ever at Oak Park mall and need to feed your child, go to Nordstrom's. They have the BEST mother's room.

Anyways, as I was feeding big boy, he decided to rip a few good ones. Not just little tooties, loud ones that make you question how something so small can produce such force.

I can't imagine what the people trying on clothes next to me thought. I just hope they knew I had a baby in there.

So, Brian comes home tomorrow. Yipee!!! But then he leaves for a bachelor party in Vegas early Friday morning. I'm telling ya, this dad has it way too easy!! :)

This being at home alone stuff is becoming too familiar for us. Good thing the "Things your burglar won't tell you" email I received from my bestie today confirms we are safe.

The two things burglars hate most: loud dogs and nosy neighbors.

Lucky for me, I have both.

Momma K sent me some baby pics of Brian this week. Everyone keeps telling us that Carson looks like Brian, and I believed it, but this confirmed it.

It's just crazy.

From the forehead to the cheeks, to the lips and down to his long fingers, as Brian would say, "Carson is my Mini-me."

Like Father, Like Son

handsome, charming, contagious, sweet, lovable, easy going

the loves of my life

Can't forget a few of the minor likes: weird feet, obsession with watching ESPN and snoring!!

Love my boys so much!

TGIF

It's Friday and we are happy!!

Is it weird that I am excited to have two whole days to do laundry, clean house and put my life back together?

I think so. But seriously, I'm ecstatic. The weekdays are just so crazy it will be nice to take a breather, relax and organize some things.

We also have plans to attend a friend's baby shower, go grocery shopping and go for a walk with Jakey Boy. Oh, and can't forget that baby book. Too bad Dad won't be here to cuddle with us. We miss you Daddy!

Happy Friday everyone!

When I Grow Up

I've been working on Carson's baby book some, but I'm pretty behind. I told myself I wouldn't be that mom that finishes her kids baby books five years after birth.

I've set a personal goal to work on it while the hubby is working in Canada. Gives me something to do on the weekends!

I started with a book that has clear protectors to insert pages, but other than that -- it's pretty much all DIY.

I used to scrapbook back in the day, so I'm definitely that person that enjoys spending hours on end slicing, punching and sticking, all things paper. And stickers and ribbon. Hope Carson appreciates it someday.

I'll share it with you all once it gets to a 'worthy-of-a-post' point.

Anyways, one of the pages includes me and Brian's "Predictions." It lists things like hair color, eye color, favorite subject, favorite color, future job, etc.

We filled it out about a week before Big Boy was due. It was fun comparing our answers to see if we answered the same.

I know the three of us will share some laughs 20 years from now.

For future job, I listed lawyer and Brian put engineer.

I really wanted to put NFL football player, but I tried to be practical. I still think my son's name sounds like a football star. I don't know why, I just do:)

Whatever he chooses, I want him to love it. And be passionate about it. I can't imagine waking up every day to go to a job that didn't make you happy.

I'm sure his childhood dreams will change more than once. When I was little, I said I wanted to be a news anchor. Ha, makes me laugh. 

I wonder what Carson would say today if he could talk. Whatever it is, it would have to be something where he could rock a wicked mullet.

Business in the Front.

Don't mind my drool everyone. I make up for it with my tie onesie.

Party in the Back.

Oh yeah. Check out my mullet. I know you're jealous. 

But my cuteness makes up for it. :)

Love you little booger! Even if you are losing your hair from rubbing your head on every surface we lay you on.