Splish Splash

Wal-Mart trip today provided a chance to buy a bin whose purpose will become a place to corral trash in the van. I'm trying to start off organized this time and help myself keep it clean.

I read somewhere recently that it was really easy to clean your baby in the sink instead of in one of those baby tubs.

With these two random events, I came up with... bathtime in the bin in the sink before my big ol' baby is too chunky to fit anymore.

It turns out it was a charming photo op because she could sit up by bracing her feet on the end of the bin.
Here are the results...

Personal time

Eden loves the rain. She wanted to go out in it this afternoon during the storm.
"Put shoes on go outside see the rain?"
I didn't have access to a pair of shoes for myself because the baby was sleeping in our room and I also expected her to awaken any minute and didn't want to have to mess with a very wet two-year-old and a crying, hungry baby at the same time. All that to prove I wasn't just being a crumudgeon for telling her, "no." Or maybe you still think I should have let her go. Oh well.

She quickly changed the subject and said she wanted to sit on the potty. I asked her if she might like to sit on the potty and "see the rain." And she said she would.

Unfortunately, the tinkling of the rain did not encourage some tinkling in the potty.

On Mothering

I had to repost this post from Crap I've Made, a blog I don't religiously follow, but enjoy when I remember to check it. I love her creative spirit and the gusto with which she seems to approach mommyhood and life in general. I hadn't kept up with her recent posts and just discovered this gem. It was a Mother's Day post, but it's perfectly aligned with what I've struggled with ever since becoming a mommy and I thought it deserved some attention.
Go read for yourself.

Arielle Eating . . . Sort-of

This was the first time Arielle had some banana mush mixed with her cereal. She wasn't really responding favorably and I thought it should be captured for all to see. Eden was already begging for some because she heard me tell "Ayow" it was banana, then when she saw the video rolling, she couldn't resist joining the fun and also adding a performance of "Twinkle Little Star." Careful, it gets loud.

If you happen to know the sign for "cereal" you might be able to catch Eden doing it subtly as she asks for it.

Also as an aside, watching the video made me realize that it was a good thing for me to feed Eden the same mush to prove to you it wasn't nearly as awful as Arielle makes it look.... :D

A Bright Idea?

I didn't make it very far in breastfeeding, but if I had, I think I would have definitely prefered the traditional nursing cover over this "momtrapreneur" product.

The first line in the description on the blog where this was advertised is, "No matter if you are at home or in public, most women while breastfeeding like to do so either in private or while being discreet."

Um, I don't think a giant sombrero with a brightly colored brim on my baby's head is discreet. Just my opinion.

Would you use this?

Brain Damage

Bill Cosby with Mother's Day sentiments.

So funny!

Tidbits

A bit about me and, specifically, me as a mom.

I stole some of these questions from the blog linked at the right -------->

My city: I live in Jackson, Mississippi, but (and I never thought I would say this) my city is Atlanta.

I've been a mom for two years and four months.

The best thing I learned from my own mother is the importance of injecting a worldview according to Scripture into every activity, from the very beginning.

Favorite mommy moment: seeing or causing laughter in either of my girls.

Describe motherhood in one word: Can I please have more than one? I'd like to say educational because there's really soooo much to learn, about parenting, about my girls, about my husband, about myself AND I'd like to also say touching because so many, many parts of me have been touched that I was unaware of before.

I would feel lost without my GPS in my purse or car. (quite literally)

I could not live without my baby playpen in my house.

I keep my sanity by complaining to God (sometimes called praying) and having playdates.

My favorite part of the day is lunch time. It's just before naps and everyone is usually content.