New Moon

I said in my last post that I switched to Team Emmett. Still going strong on that one, although, during the watching of the movie, I had a couple of temporary switches.

In no particular order:

Team Sam

Team Alice

Team Jasper

Team Aro

Team Jane

Team Victoria

My summation of the characters and the movie through the characters:

Bella: I'm Bella and I'm so emo.

Edward: I cry when I kiss my girlfriend.

Emmett: I am not in this movie enough.

Rosalie: I'm too pretty to act.

Alice: I'm supposed to be all fashionable, but they dressed me in a bag. How can I be cute in a BAG?!

Jasper: After wanting to eat Bella, I get to say two funny lines.

Mike: I'm a little pudgy, like a puppy, and just as persistent.

Jacob: I try to speak with a deeper voice than I already have so that I may appear to be sexier through all this disgusting hair.

Marcus and Caius: I like to act bad and look funny.

Aro: I'm sexy in all my creepiness.

Jane: I make this movie.

Laurent: I'm from da islands, man, not France!

Victoria: I'm the one redhead that men want.

Jessica: I get to be superficial comic relief.

I actually really enjoyed the movie. Much, much better than Twilight. I laughed in the right places this time and really had much less running criticism this go round than the first movie. They had some elements included that I thought were very important and excluded or badly done in Twilight. I would pay to go see it again in the theater. Now that I know that in order to be a vampire, you have to look like you need to use the bathroom all the time, it won't be so distracting.

4 stars

I'm Switching Teams

...to Team Emmett. that is all.

NEW MOON!!!

In Review

Some recent happenings:

This is from our ward's Trunk-r-Treating, and I forgot to include it in the Halloween post. Look at that face!!

Apparently, Scott tried to wash his mouth with soap. I have no idea when this happened, but it doesn't look like he liked it too much.


Early Birthday Surprise. Scott had a friend come over and play all day on Tuesday this past week. He was completely heartbroken when he left. Complete with racking sobs after he threw himself on the floor. That boy loves kids. So we gave him his present early. He stopped long enough to pose and smile for this picture. He runs around, yelling, "GO!". He also loves to take off his shirt. I can't keep one on him for the life of me anymore.

Birthday Day. My friend's son's birthday was the 12th and we are planning a joint shindig for them, but I am neurotic and had to do something on his actual birthday. Plus, Marmee wanted to see him open her present so we hooked up the webcam and opened presents for her to watch. He is less enthusiastic in these pictures because he got sick the day before and is feeling bad. He's also cranky.

His little cake, after he 'blew' out the candle. By the way, he's still scared of cake. I made little cupcakes to see if he would like those better and after one tiny bite, tried to take it back out of his mouth. Why did I bother with making a cake? I should put a candle on a Vanilla Wafer next year, that's about the only 'sweet' he likes.

We also had a lovely Veteran's Day. Husband had to work, but not all day. We went to eat at Applebee's and he got a free entree. Thank you, Applebee's!

Low Blog Output

School+NaNoWriMo+Insane+Upcoming 2nd birthday+Working Out+Letter writing with Melissa+Husband going to be gone soon (a bunch of short trips)+Making Christmas presents=Low Blog Output

Hopefully I'll get in the groove soon and can start blogging more. Is it just me, or has this been an off year? I feel like I've done absolutely nothing and been super busy getting it done.

Anybody else?

Halloween

So, I had it in my head that I wanted Scott to be an Apple for Halloween. Husband said it was stupid but offered not further opinion or direction in the matter so I made Scott....

....an Apple.

Except, I made him a little apple satchel for candy collecting and people thought he was Johnny Appleseed. It works. He was cute. And I had fun. He didn't quite get the whole getting candy thing at our ward's Trunk-r-Treating, but by the time we got to the 2nd house going around our neighborhood, he knew what was up. And how to work the game in his favor. Little stinker.

Granny and Papa

Another post from our time in Oregon.

Scott loves Granny and Papa, and not just cuz Granny busts out some cool toys for playing.

We are so lucky to have so many wonderful, loving people in our lives. Especially Scott. I want him to grow up knowing his grandparents and great-grandparents and knowing that they love him.

Lovey

Scott has never really had a lovey. Even when I try to force them on him.

(please ignore the snot, this was the night before laundry day, also note-this is the blanket I made him, which is not his favorite, and he covers himself up when he's ready to sleep)

Ok, not really. Have I forced them on him.

We have a few handmade blankets that I've only ever used for him to sleep and while he does prefer one over the other two, it's never been a 'lovey'.

He's always liked cars, and has definitely preferred some over the other, but nothing that he would miss. We leave a few in his crib so I can have some extra snooze time in the mornings and to help him go to sleep at night. He's not always ready for bed when I am ready for him to go to bed.

And the tv, he has never really been interested in. Oh sure, he'll watch it. For 5 minutes. Run away and play. Hear some music and come back. For 5 minutes. Rinse and Repeat.

But all this changed a couple weeks ago.

It started the week we had multiple wake up at 4 or 5am. This makes for a tired mommy. And so, I would put on a signing video, or veggietales and snooze on the couch while he would or would not watch. Usually would not and decided jumping on a sleepy mommy was funner. So I gave up on the videos, also b/c I would have to get up and restart them on the rare days he did watch. I turned on a PBS satellite channel called 'Sprout', b/c we don't actually get PBS, even though we are supposed to.

Enter Thomas the Tank Engine. He loves it. Jumps up and down and dances when it comes on. Cries and throws himself on the floor when it goes off. So I bought him a Thomas DVD (it autoplays-YESSS!!) and it came with a little Thomas engine. He loved it. Carried it around with him all day and so it went to bed with him at night, only b/c he already had it. Oh, and naps too, b/c he already would have it in his hand.

One night, we couldn't find it. And since he's been waking up at 5 or 530am everyday since that first week, I am still a very tired mommy and have had very limited patience, especially at bedtime. And when we couldn't find it, we put him to bed without it, not thinking anything of it.

Until it was an hour later and he was still awake. And crying.

So we got him out of bed and we all went on the hunt:

Mommy: Thomas? Thomas where are you?

Scott: Toamo? Wer id it? Wer it go? Toamo?

Mommy: Do you hear him? He's saying Thomas!

Scott: Toamo! Toamo!

Daddy: Toamo? Toamo? Where is it, where'd he go?

Scott: TOAMO! (We found it)

He goes down without a peep. And it is indeed a lovey:

One of the Best

This is one of the best sewing books I have ever seen, not that I have seen a lot, mind you.

Simple Sewing for Baby by Lotta Jansdotter.

This is where most of the projects came from that I made and posted about.

The Snuggler:

The Giraffe:

I made the pillow a lot bigger than the rattle, but that was where the idea and shape came from. Marmee drew it, I modified it a little to get it the way I say it in my head and then sewed it all together.

The Letters:

I had had this idea already and then saw it in the book and was so excited because it gave me a starting point. Sometimes I have ideas but have a hard time starting it, so I was grateful.

Her other book, Simple Sewing, is another one that I love. Its so easy and practical and still cute. My little sister bought one too because it is perfect for beginners and the projects are fun. Well worth the $25.

Any other questions?

She's Crafty

Ya ya, she's crafty!

I promised my friend, Melissa, pictures of all the things I was working on back in July. Hmm. It is now October and what can I say? I've been a slacker.

I finally finished some of my projects and photographed the others so I could share.

A baby blanket for my BFF who lost her baby in August.

An infant snuggie (wishful thinking).

Crochet hook and knitting needles.

A present for my newest nephew, with homemade FIMO buttons. Those still need a little work.

A giant giraffe pillow for Scott. He had to have some surgery on his throat, I got overzealous in my stuffing and Scott got overzealous in his loving.

You would think it would be more, but I have about 5 projects that I am halfway through on. I am hoping those will get done soon, but I am starting on Christmas presents soon, sooooo, we'll see. I try to keep my crafting as low stress as possible otherwise, I go into a meltdown. It's not pretty, ask Husband.

This is me, at 4:38am

I woke up this morning at 2:11am. Why? I don't know, but I couldn't fall back asleep b/c 1) I jumped up, heart racing, thinking that Husband had overslept, and 2) his dadgummed phone kept beeping. Curse you, Low Battery!

After laying there for exactly an hour (I don't know how I did that), I got up and decided to read my Book of Mormon. Some things have been bugging me lately and I felt impressed to read. I am glad I did. I am still a little bummed, but have an eternal perspective on things now. Funny how those perspectives still don't always change your moods.

And then I wrote in my journal. Something I have neglected of late, mostly b/c of previously said bad mood and I seriously don't want my posterity to read my journal and say, "Man, what a cry baby, like her life was really so bad." B/c my life is not bad, it is wonderful and I wouldn't change anything, except for my bad mood (going on 5 months now, shocking I know). I wrote a lot about Scott and how much he's grown and how smart and amazing and good I think he is, as every momma does of their own child. I complained a little about something I wouldn't mind my posterity reading (that seems so vain to say, like I would actually write something someone would want to read, but hey, I have a blog, so I must be a closet narcissist), something that I think every Stay at Home Mom might go through. Or maybe it's a trial only to me, who knows.

And then I think about how nice it was to hang out with the Husband before going to work, and how fun it was to have a couple extra hours during the day last week when I was forced to wake up at 4:30 three days in a row. And how one of my goals for this year was to wake up at 6am so I could have 'me' time before the Boog woke up. And how I am not a morning person, and I fear never will be. I am better at waking up and being awake at 7am, which is when Boog usually wakes up, no more sleepy mommy on the couch. Except for last week, I would come home and zonk on the couch a little before snack.

But I like my sleep, and that is one of the problems. Why wake up early for 'me' time when I could sleep and that is just as good? I love sleep. I adore sleep. It's one of my favorite things to do. I miss it the most, I think, since becoming a mother. Even the days when I get to sleep in, I'm awake at 7am and not going anywhere, especially back to sleep.

Oh well. Here's a picture of the sun coming up, one of my early, early mornings last week:

(during the race)

Husband ran in the 2nd Annual Mogadishu Mile on post here and I came out to support him. Next year, I want to run it with him.

(before the race)

(after the race)