One Last Hurrah!

As you know my son has been sick most of the winter. At his well appointment, my pediatrician and I decided that it coincided with the introduction of dairy to his diet.  As a result, we are now dairy free again.  I have to abstain, because I’m going to try and keep nursing until the end of winter, to boost his immunity.  It has just been so much easier to figure out what to feed the little, and enjoy some yogurt.  It’s come to an end, so this afternoon, I pretended that I had the appointment in the afternoon, and had a slice of coffee cake with a bit of butter (just like my Mormor used to have) and enjoyed my last dairy hurrah for a while.

 

Not to blame anyone…

Ok, I’ve been in a rut.  I just haven’t been able to bring myself to blogging lately.  I’m so sorry.  It may have been the five weeks of illness, winter sports leagues, other responsibilities pulling me left and right, but to be honest it wasn’t any of those excuses.  It was this little angel:

This little angel, despite having Roseola and RSV this winter, has decided to go on a developmental spurt.  He  has started walking, crawling only when needed and as a result do this:

and some more of this:

 

And on top of that, he’s only wanted to take his naps while picking up my kindergartner from school in the middle of the day or his sister in the afternoon.  Don’t tell anyone, I have resorted to letting him nap in the car.  If I run my errand remotely around 10:30 a.m he is guaranteed to be asleep wherever I’m going.  So, I have sat in my car trying to give him a few more minutes of sleep, I have even left him in the car parked in the garage, I do check in on him.

This has resulted in my free time being spent, picking up after him, rearranging my cabinets and placing locks on them, checking in on him and trying to get him to sleep in his crib.

I don’t want to jinx myself, but I think we have baby proofed the house fairly well, and best of all, I think he’s getting the idea that he needs to sleep in his crib.  That may possibly mean that I may have more than 20 minutes to get my head together in my house, not in my car.  Shhh, I didn’t just say that.  You’ll know if it works, if I start posting more.  Keep those fingers crossed if for no other reason for my sanity.

Look What My Dad Made

My father has been fascinated with glass blowing as long as I remember.  Any historical village that has a glass furnace our family would go and inspected it, any factory that we passed, we would take a “quick tour.”   So these days while my dad is “retired” and working more than ever, my brother and mother gave my father glass blowing lessons, and here is a vase he gave me.  Isn’t it cool?  I just love it!

 

Wordless Wednesday

Almost made it to the Epiphany

  

It used to be that decorations were put up closer to Christmas and stayed up past New Years until Epiphany I believe, unfotunatly that’s not the cast anymore.  Once Thanksgiving rolls around, the marathon starts and you hardly take a breath until Christmas.  At that point you are just TIRED of Christmas and can’t wait to put it all away.  Usually, I try to get everything packed up by the second or the third.  But since the kids are going back on the fourth I didn’t want to waste a day packing everything away.  This year I’m almost going to make it to the Epiphany.  Tomorrow, the fourth, the decorations go away for another year.  Tonight, I’m going to have a glass of glogg and enjoy the lights for one more night. 

Knitting Graffiti

I enjoy the act of knitting graffiti, it is just adds a piece of love or maybe comfort hidden behind an act of rebellion when something has been draped with a knitted piece of work.  Here is Medina’s latest knitting graffiti, it’s planned and not secret, but it is still fun.  You can find it on the square outside of Studio Knit.

 

Happy New Year

A couple of friends of mine did a summary of the last decade and the upcoming decade on Facebook, and I thought that would be a great post for my blog.

In the last 10 years, I partied like it was 1999, I have earned my graduate degree, had two children, that were joined by our third this year.  I lived in two houses, said good-bye to two kitties and hello to two more.  Have witnessed three children rolling over, and crawling.  Sent two children to preschool, kindergarten and one to elementary school, often with trepidation, but only to be won over by incredible teachers.  Witnessed these children develop into interesting, caring and wonderful human beings.  I’ve been blessed by good friends, a great family, and a terrific husband.

The next decade will bring one child to her freshman year in college (she says Stanford), one will be navigating his way through high school, and the baby will be in elementary school.  There will be two more drivers to insure, boyfriend and girlfriend dramas, some of our soccer days will be ceasing, only to start again with the baby.  My husband and I will be chip away at our 1,000 things to do list.  My friends and family will be healthy and joyous and there will be more peace and love in this world.

I wish you a happy and prosperous New Year!