Sunday, June 27, 2010

action words

Not sure if I'll be able to keep up with Aidan's monthly updates (since I'm 2 weeks late for his 2 years + 1 month post.)  I might just slap up Pod pictures whenever I feel like it.  How's that for being a rebel?!  But I will do Lilah's... after all, she's changing so fast these days.  Aidan's two.  It's all about discovering his independence right now (read: tantrum city.)

Nahhh.  Truth be told, he's been pretty darn cute these days. 

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dig (dg) - v. 1. To break up, turn over, or remove (earth or sand, for example), as with a shovel, spade, or snout, or with claws, paws or hands.


climb (klm) - v. 1. To move upward on or mount, especially by using the hands and feet or the feet alone; ascend: climb a mountain; climbed the stairs.


swing (swng) - v. 1. To move back and forth suspended or as if suspended from above.
 
    
 
run (rn) - v. 1. a. To move swiftly on foot so that both feet leave the ground during each stride.  b. To move at a fast gallop. Used of a horse.


point (point) - v. 1. To direct or aim.  2. To bring (something) to notice.  3. To indicate the position or direction of.


bal·ance (blns) - 1. To be in or come into equilibrium.  2. To be equal or equivalent.  3. To sway or waver as if losing or regaining equilibrium.


drink (drngk) - v. 1. To take into the mouth and swallow (a liquid).
 

slide (sld) - v. 1. To move over a surface while maintaining smooth continuous contact.  2. To coast on a slippery surface.
 

dance (dns) - v. 1. To move rhythmically usually to music (especially Mommy & Daddy's rendition of, "If You're Happy and You Know It"), using prescribed or improvised steps and gestures.
 
If you're happy and you know it, clap your hands.  If you're happy and you know it, clap your hands. 
If you're happy and you know it, then your face will surely show it.  If you're happy and you know it, clap your hands.
... stomp your feet... shout "Hooray!"...

trap (trp) - v. 1. To catch in a trap; ensnare.  2. To prevent from escaping or getting free.
 
 
walk (wôk) - v. 1. To move over a surface by taking steps with the feet at a pace slower than a run.  2. To go or travel on foot... or in your first pair of "opaline green" Keen H2 sandals. 
 

drive (drv) - v. 1. To push, propel, or press onward forcibly; urge forward... FREE dump trucks we find on the side of the road.  I "heart" free dump trucks!


poop (pp) - v. 1. Well, you know.
 
 
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Aidan also...
 
... ate BBQ ribs for the first time today - 4 whole bites!  (He's still the pickiest eater, but we're trying.)
... has about 35+ sign language signs under his belt (new ones: red, yellow, blue, green, bike) and is babbling some new vowels and consonants lately.
... started private speech therapy with a new gal just for the summer.  First session: great.  Second session: not so much.  Hmph.
... has a slight (ok, HUGE) obsession with trains and cars (update on Doc's disappearance coming soon.)
... has skipped his nap 3 times recently, but suprisingly isn't any grumpier than normal!
... is still a better big brother to Lilah than we could have imagined.   
 

Friday, June 25, 2010

boys in dresses

Turns out, my mom found a picture of my brother in that pink kitten-covered coming home outfit.  Can we say, blackmail??? 

Lilah - 7 weeks old


Colin - not sure how old, but he's practically swimming in it!

And apparently I wore it too.

Wish I had gotten a picture of Aidan in it.  There's always Photoshop, I suppose... : ) 

recycling

Recycling, I can do.

From milk cartons to envelopes to every kind of yard & food waste... and even little tiny clothing tags and receipts (which love to fly out of the bin and land in various locations on our front yard.) 

But reducing... that's another story.

I'm not exactly a hoarder (have you seen that TLC show?  It's insane!)  But I do have a hard time getting rid of stuff.  I justify it with, "I might use it someday," or "Maybe the kids will need this down the road."  Or, my personal favorite, "I'll sell it at a garage sale."  Or better yet, on eBay.

Not only have I never had a garage sale of my own, but I don't even go to them.  And eBay?  Ha!  Got so sick of the bidding thing, I just bought my Bjorn at full price.

So... when I finally decide to get rid of something I've hung onto for years, it's a huge deal.  My husband probably doesn't agree (but if he did, I might do it more often!)

What am I tossing, you ask?  My wedding bouquet.  Yes, that dried up old thing that's been sitting on a shelf in the garage collecting dust.  I never had any interest in freeze-drying it, so I stuck it in a box and let it turn brown.

Well, I decided it's high-time I chucked it.  But before I did, I thought I might as well snap a few photos.  Was looking for a vase or mason jar to prop it in, and noticed these two canisters on my kitchen counter.  Someone asked me once if "12" was significant, but I said, "No, they're just 1 and 2."  But when I stuck the bouquet in and took the shot, I realized 12 is significant.  It's our anniversary... July 12th.  So there ya go. 

The original, 7 years ago (including the "missing jewelry fiasco" pics - heehee)...


(Of course 7 years ago, I didn't know a thing about photography... but now, I'm kicking myself that there's no great close-up of my bouquet or Chad's boutonnière... or all those detail shots I love now.  Oh well.)

And one last look...


And don't forget the rehearsal bouquet...


Maybe this can become a habit.  Or maybe I shouldn't give Chadly any ideas.  Next thing I know, he'll be in the closet, photographing all the shoes I don't wear...

: )

Who's the hoarder in YOUR house?  Any tips on staying organized or decluttered?  What are YOU gonna photograph and then toss or give away?  Come on, you can do it.