Take a Picture

One night Cole looked so cute I decided to post a picture of him ready to go to bed on his own in his crib. Well, now, every night, as I am shutting the door, he will whisper to me, "Mommy, take a piture." So tonight, I finally gave in and did. He has to sleep with his wipe, a car, a book, his big a#@ pillow, and his soft blanket. Talk about a set up!I should mention that Cole is just starting to learn to smile. He smiles all the time, just not on request. This is his first attempt at a "smile"-yeah, we're working on it! This mommy is a fan anyway!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Milk Negotiations

Cole: "Mommy, I want applejoos."
Me: "Honey we're out of apple juice."
Cole: "Whaaat aboooowwwt... milk?"

Really,... they start negotiating this young????

Kisses that Melt

I was on my way home today, flustered, defeated, beaten down, and I just wanted to cry. I was heading home to a child and hubby who so needed me and I was just spent. I just didn't think I had it in me to be mommy, to turn it all off and be someone else's everything.

I called my own mom, because even at 30, sometimes I just want my mommy! She comforted me. I called hubby's cell phone, and was greeted by a a cheerful "Hi Mommy!". It was Cole, and all my worries and insecurities melted away. Turns out I so needed them and that they were in fact my everything!

As Cole would say when I kiss his boo-boo, "all better now"....and I am. Isn't it just miraculous what a sweet wet kiss can do for the soul?

Apron Transformation

Aprons are so mysterious to me. I have this thing, some might call it a love affair with them. They serve a purpose, right? Well, not for me. I like to wear them to fold laundry, to design on the computer, to load the dishwasher, to feed the dogs, and I love love walking around in them. I feel sexy (I am always wearing clothes underneath!) and homemaker-ish, like super-mom without having to really be any of those things.

I haven't been wearing them because my apron collection is...what's the word,...crappy. I have 2 beautiful aprons that my mom made for me when we had our little gift shop/cafe. But we did wear those to actually wait tables and they got dingy. Still, momma made them and they are just super duper cute. So I can't part with them. I also have one from Junior league but it's yellow! School buss does not equal sexy! Will has two but they are normal people size, which makes them way tooo big for me. So, I am apron-less!

I sit here typing on my computer with a blanket wrapped around my shoulders because I feel anything but sexy, homemaker-ish, super mom,... I am blah.

But guess what peoples? Guess what I got for mother's day? No, not an apron, even better. I got a freakin' sewing machine! Yeah! I am going to make me my own aprons. Someday, maybe, if I can get away from the computer to learn to use my sewing machine. Crap,...that's never gonna happen....I am, and will remain, apron-less :`(

Cole's Frequent Phrases

"What ya doing there mommy?"
"Where da firetruck go?" (when he hears sirens)
"Where da moon?"
"Movie time."
"I wanna see Cole." (every time we take a picture)
"I hunry."
"Excuse me." (everytime someone burps)
"I wanna jump in my bed."
"Thank you."
"That a big 'ol truck/dog/ball!"
"I luw you too mommy/daddy."
"It too big." (clothes he doesn't want to wear)
"Good boy."
"I sorry for throwing the ball, mommy."
"Run away mommy/daddy." (when he wants us to leave the room)

Some of Cole's Favorite's These Days

Before I had Cole, I thought that I would be very diligent at writing down his first smile, the first night he went to bed on his own, the day that he lost his umbilical cord, etc....but it hasn't been that way because it just had not occurred to me how busy life would be with a little one. So, I took to blogging because it was easier to feel like I was telling the world about Cole and our lives than it was to write it in a journal. I think actually writing was the part that I dreaded. I can't even remember when I had to write last. I don't want to remember. But what I do want to remember are Cole's favorite's at 2 years old:

Cars, the movie
cars
trucks
firetrucks
Nana
Tata
Tia
Kani
Mimi
Bop
Kitty
the moon
jumping on the beds
string cheese stix
milk
apple juice
pancakes
movie time
watching birds
the fan on in his room at bedtime
Uncle Blaine
Jana
Uncle Joseph
Max
Coke
the wheel full of cars at Mimi's
ice cream
candy vitamins
checking the mail
ringing the doorbell
Nana's van
Daddy's truck
and of course mom and dad

Beautiful Bedtimes

Bedtime hasn't always been this wonderful. We tell him fully awake it's time for bed and we get no complaints from him. He does make occasional demands for the huge red pillow, or a book, or the fan but he's a joy to put to bed these days.

He loves to give me kisses, and as I am walking away he says, "more kiss" and I kiss him and turn to walk out and he says "more kiss", and this continues until I tell him, "ok, goodnight Baby, no more kisses, kay?"

Now, as I kiss him goodnight, I give him a kiss and he says immediately afterwards, "no more kisses mommy".

Just melts my heart!!!