The Family Blog

I apologize for the strange and random ramble yesterday. I didn't post it at first till Jason said, "When are you gonna do a blog?" and I said, "Right now" and I posted what I had written earlier in the day.

You wanna hear something else random? My breast pump was mocking me last night. The motor was rhythmically calling me "Slacker ho". It's totally what it sounded like. Sometimes Jason thinks it's chanting, "Superbowl" and I tried to make myself hear that but no, I could only hear "Slacker ho". Hmpfh. The washing machine at the house my ex and I had clearly said, "Red rum" if it was on the gentle cycle. I'm like Dr. Doolittle, but with appliances, apparently. Jason told me not to do a whole post about this. :)

But I do have another random bit of info for you: the Wendy's by our house was just on fire! We went to the grocery store and there it was. On fire. Plenty of fire trucks and firemen rushing about. How's that for exciting? It looked like everyone was okay, all the employees were sitting on the curb in their red shirts and black visors. There were no ambulances. That's a good sign, right?

Okay, let's get back on track here and the real reason you stop by the blog...me boys. Rather, MY boys. We're trying to break Easton (and therefore ourselves) of his habit of saying "me" instead of "my". I'll be a little sad to see it go. He could just pretend he's Irish the rest of his life. He also says "you" instead of "your". As in, "Move you hair, Mama!" *sigh*

So, anyway...we were glued to the tube this weekend as the LSU game went into 3 overtimes. And ended badly for the tigers. Oh well. My little couch potatoes, who aren't actually on the couch:




Easton cheering "Go Tigers!" and "Boo-Yeah!" as well as a separate occasion with Blitz:

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And playing "peek" after dinner.

Dalton can turn and stand just a little too quickly now so he's always getting buckled in.

Dalton and I having a little fun that night, and then him showing some of his musical prowess.

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You remember how on Thanksgiving night, Dalton slept through the night? The next night was the exact opposite. And boy was he miserable. Screaming and awake and in bed with us. It was a little scary to me. He's never like that. Once he finally did fall asleep he stayed asleep until nearly 10 a.m.!


Jason and Easton let me spend some of the time snoozing with D too. They did this:


On Sunday I went to that "strong maybe" church while J stayed home with the boys. The church has now become a "probably not". I loved the youth minister that spoke when we both went. But the main guy was back on Sunday and I just don't think this is the church for us. I admit I wasn't completely convinced that he was being genuine, same for the main singer guy during worship. And they were a little cheesy too. Not over the top, because it was just one day, but it was cheesy. Not meaty like I'm looking for apparently. :) Anyway... the search continues.

But it looked like J had fun with the boys:




And we each took a kid out shopping with us over the weekend. Shopping that I can't do with Easton around and shopping that J can't do with me around. Worked out pretty well.

Sunday afternoon we did the Broncos and that game ended up going into an overtime and loss as well. So we had to eat our jambalaya in front of the TV...and then the boys wanted to stay in their seats to watch Backyardigans.

It really is rare that we do such a thing, but if we do it seems to get photographed. :)

This picture is for my car seat expert friend, Jessica. She knows everything and I'm asking her to help me pick out a new seat for Dalton. I'm afraid Dalton will offically be too tall for his infant seat when he goes for his 9 month well-baby check later this week. But, she informs me that the baby's length isn't the way you tell...it's how much space is left between baby's head and the top of the seat. So here is D:

I think he's got a little more than an inch left, but we're getting close to needing a new seat anyway. And Easton's will expire next year. Anyway...

That Baby Dizz is pulling up on everything these days:

He took a little tumble after that and needed some Mommy Snuggles:


That was yesterday and I found him standing in his crib for the first time too:


And Easton's been doing a pretty darn good job with the pooping still. We bribe him with stickers towards prizes...so you saw his Diego bubble whistle last week or so...now he's working towards a Santa accessory kit for his Tato Head.

I'm pretty proud of him. We draw the spots for stickers right onto the prize's package. So he can see exactly what he's working towards. This one's gonna require 8 poos.

Okay, well you're all caught up from the weekend and pictures, I'd say.

Until the next random thought pops into my head...