Shoe let down

I saw these shoes in a magazine the other day.  "Vegan" clogs by Dansko.  I love my current Danskos, and thought these looked promising.  

Socks optional.  Lightweight.  Surely, they're comfortable.  And they're available Feb. 1, just in time for the b-day.  What's not to like?

But after seeing some of them online... I'm not so sure.  Look more like gardening shoes?  With a heel, no less.

I'm re-thinking my birthday wish.  (Still hoping a trip sans child isn't too much of a stretch)

Home

Perfect cover of one of my fave songs.
I love how the little girl sings with such gusto, and keeps it together while she yawns at the end.
Precious, isn't it?

{via running mommy}

The ultimate in "Mom Jeans"

Perhaps this is just my pregnant state of mind talking, but if a pair of these showed up on my front porch, I'd be slightly interested.  Actually, I would likely wear them...everyday for the next 12 weeks.  Embarrassing, isn't it?  Nah.  

• DormiSoft™ fabric – a proprietary blend of cotton and spandex
• Feels like sleepwear but looked too good to keep hidden under the covers
• Look put together all day long
• Available in 8 sizes from XS up to 3XL

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Calling gov't agencies

Things have been different around here this week. An innocent email regarding a humidifier recommendation has turned into way too many phone calls to the doctor and trips to the pharmacy. Now we're laying low and waiting this out (read: going borderline crazy while being cooped up at home). Please don't call the Health Department. We'll likely be getting a call from them anyway.

And please don't call DCFS either. Yes, that was W you heard screaming this morning. For 30+ min. At the top of the stairs. Loudly. Really loudly. I assure you he was fine. Perhaps he's suffering from cabin fever, too.

Although it's only been a couple of days of this staying home stint, my creativity and energy are already running low. We're coloring this morning (creativity for me) but the table seems to be getting more lively than the coloring books (which energy I lack to clean up). Too bad.

So give Animal Control a call if you see my dog running aimlessly around the neighborhood (or you could just keep her). Otherwise, we're fine. Just whooping it up here at home.

She forgot her handbag!

This is cute.  Here's to looking forward.

Winst

When I think about having another child, sometimes I feel a bit overwhelmed.  Granted, people have been having more than one child for thousands of years.  Surely it's possible.  But for many reasons, I still always feel a slight (sometimes huge) twinge of anxiety.  


With W, I was ever-faithful in regular updates about milestones and such.  It was easy when he would just lie there, stare at me, and convince me with that little smile that he was perfect, I was perfect, and this mothering gig was a cinch.  Add mobility, balls, metal trucks and solid foods, and that convincing smile is now more of a mischievous one.  


Since baby #2 will like get one introductory post, then another when she enters kindergarten, I thought I'd try to take advantage of the next few months and really chalk up W's life.  Hopefully these  are not (but could quite possibly be) his last mentions.  Thanks for indulging me.    

• "Shhhh" when someone is sleeping
• "Daaaa-ddy?"
• Whispers Mama or Daddy and thinks it's so funny
• Dumps water (and more water and more water) from tub
• Takes cans from the Lazy Susan and stores them in bookshelf
• Wears ear protection all over house
• Carries blanket around house
• Knows how to climb out of crib
• Words:  see ya, what's that, gorilla, snake sounds, shoe, SheShe, MaMom, Papa, Jackie, where'd ____ go
• Hand sanitizer lover
• Elephant obsession
• Screams...and screams
• Babbles with lots of tongue/"L" sounds
• Copies dad: caulk around house, screw gun, gloves, hat, voices
• Points to my belly for baby
• Still loves nursery
• Knows the actions to songs: Happy and You Know It, When Daddy Comes Home, Popcorn Popping
• Points to moon and stars
• Gives Lucy treats
• Dumps Lucy's food and feeds her one at a time
• Says "Ho, ho, ho" and checked on the lighted Santa on the porch every night
• The response to every question:  "No" (even when he means yes)
• The beginning of every sentence:  "Why?"  
• Becoming an independent player
• Always folds his arms
• Sleeps with his ankles crossed
• Has really taken to coloring (not always on paper)
• Has a sound effect for everything

Quoted: Gumption

I'm always a fan of new beginnings, new plans, new hopes, new ambitions, new ideas.  Yet January 1 has snuck up on me, the calendar page has now turned, and my usual course of crafting a thoughtful plan of goals for the upcoming year has fallen behind my goal of extracting the last of those pine needles from the carpet.  

It will happen.  Just a bit of a delay, I suppose.

However, in reading others' goals and reviews of the last year, I came across this thought.  An inspiration.  Perhaps the springboard to my outlook on 2011.  I really like the ideas of willingness, not complaining, and finding a way.  

I'm excited for all that this year has in store.  

Enjoy!

{my sparkle via BLOOM}