Sunday, March 25, 2007

How did we get here?

It didn't seem that long ago that Driver and I were care-free college students. Now we're adults with two kids, a mortgage, and a station wagon. This weekend I realized that we've really embraced our lot in life.

This afternoon we all went to the Timberwolves game. We were the breeders of the skyway. Driver was holding the diaper bag and Back Seat Girl's hand, and I was carrying Back Seat Boy in the Bjorn.

Saturday night we had the front door open and we heard a car speed down the street. Driver and I had a whole conversation about how it would be great if we could rig up some spike strips that would go up on our street when cars were going over 35 mph. My parents were visiting and when my dad asked more about it, Driver went on and on about all of the instances he's seen people speed down our street.

Here is the most convincing evidence, however. Driver and I went out and bought this on Saturday morning (except in red):

It's the answer to most of our double stroller prayers. The front has an attachment so we can put Back Seat Boy's car seat in it. The back has a seat for Back Seat Girl to sit in, or a place for her to stand and hang on. It's not huge and plastic, it's nice and compact and has a metal frame so it won't break after a couple of uses which seems to happen to plastic things we own.
Driver and I went on and on about how great it was all weekend. We actually had to take turns pushing it home from the park. We talked so much about how much we loved it that my parents started making snide comments about how pathetic we were.
The worse part? I don't care. I am in love with that stroller. It's my ticket to freedom. I can actually get out of the house with both kids to some place other than the grocery store or Target. No more pushing a stroller while wearing a growing baby boy in the Bjorn (that is one he*# of a work out). I am so psyched about that stoller.
Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm just going to go downstairs and look at it lovingly some more.

Tuesday, March 20, 2007

Better late than never

I was looking for this picture for Boy Wonder's birthday and couldn't find it. Well, I found it. Insert clever "Schutter Boy joke here"

Sunday, March 18, 2007

Thursday, March 15, 2007

Boy Wonder

Happy Birthday, Boy Wonder!!

Unfortunately, this is the most recent picture I have of you on my Picasa account. Back Seat Girl looks to be around 1, so I'm thinking you're 5-6 months old. I'm pretty sure you couldn't crawl yet. This is one of the days I got to watch you because your regular daycare was closed. We had fun, as always!!

We've loved watching you grow up over the past 2 years. (2 years! I can hardly believe it.) You are growing into a cute, smart, funny, and fun to be around little boy. We look forward to making many more wonderful memories with you and your parents. Have a wonderful day!!
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Thursday, March 08, 2007

Beware: Dirty post ahead

Yesterday I gave Back Seat Boy a bath. He's had a problem with cradle cap pretty much since the day he was born, and I've managed to get rid of most of it with some stuff I bought at Target. However, for some weird reason, after I washed his hair yesterday he had some major dandruff problem. I couldn't let him go out in public like that and we had church last night, so I was trying to think of a way to wash his hair again without having to give him another bath. I didn't want to give him another bath for two reasons: 1--I'm lazy. 2--He has very dry skin already, and another bath would just dry him out more.

Later in the day, Back Seat Girl went down for her nap. Back Seat Boy fell asleep in his car seat while I was reading her stories. He woke up shortly after I laid her down, but was happy to play with his car seat toys, so I left him in there while I did boring house-wifey things. I bent down to talk to him and smile at him and soak up how frickin' adorable he is when he got that look of concentration on his face all babies do when they are about to move their bowels. It was a silent one, and everyone knows they are the worst. The loud ones are all go and no show, but those silent ones are just, well, they make the diapers earn their keep.

After finishing up what I was doing, I picked him up to change his diaper. I was expecting some poop-up-the-back action, but I was not prepared for what I had to deal with. There was poop all the way up his back and pooled in his onesie. Pooled, people. It was disgusting, and I am not easily disgusted. At first I thought I could just take care of it with baby wipes, but after about 8 of them, I realized it was just no use. I was cleaning poop out of his armpits, for crying out loud. Also, let's remember he just turned 4 months old, so I had to prop him up to a sitting position with one hand and try to wipe with the other. Getting his onesie off without doing further damage was impossible, too. I probably should've taken him back to the Dr. to get him weighed again. Obviously he's been holding in some, um, stuff, and his weight on Monday could have been falsely elevated.

Suffice it to say, he got another bath, so his hair was no longer a problem. The best part is that he could've cared less what I was doing. He just took it all in stride, cooing and smiling at me, completely ignoring the fact that he was basically totally covered in poop.

I just realized this blog is really just about feces. Maybe we should rename it "Poop, a story of Bowel Movements", because really, humans are just poop factories.

Tuesday, March 06, 2007


This is for the Dads. It's hard to tell on this picture, but we parked our car (that's our red Impala) on the most beautiful new grass I've ever seen when we went to the Twins game. I know my dad could feel us drive on it even from that far away.
Yea, you're jealous.
Here are the weird mullet seagulls we shared the beach with. They even sounded a bit different.
That is me reading in the "cabana" (that's what they called them when we rented it) on the right,and our hotel is in the background.
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Before the snow...

I have been a bad blogger lately, I know. So, to catch up I will put up some pictures with a few words explaining them until I have time to write more. Here is a picture I took of a piece of chicken on our deck a couple of weeks ago. As you may have guessed, we haven't eaten out on our deck for quite a while, and I'm pretty sure the last time we did we weren't eating fried chicken. Frickin' squirrels.

These next two pictures were taken on Ash Wednesday. I believe it was in the 40s and Back Seat Girl begged to go outside. This was the most water she could find to play in.

Here is Back Seat Boy that same day. What a beautiful baby!! I took him to the Dr. yesterday for his 4 month check up. Here are his stats:
16 lbs, 7 oz (80%)
25 inches (50%)
Can't remember exact measurement for head circumference and I'm too lazy to go and look, but it was 60th percentile.
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