Tuesday, July 10, 2012

The Nap that Got Out of Control

Aubrey has learned a new trick. She can climb out of her crib. This little development has taken parenting to a whole new level. Most importantly, we can no longer just lock her in her crib and let her roll around until she falls asleep. Both Sunday night and Monday night we resorted to letting her fall asleep in our bed and then transferring her to her crib once she was sleeping. I know, not a good habit to get into. Aside from the fact that she really needs to learn to fall asleep on her own - while I am "pretending" to sleep in the bed with her I often do end up falling asleep robbing me of precious hours of wakefullness during typical Aubrey sleep time.

Last Friday afternoon it was very very hot. So hot that I didn't even want to think about putting Aubrey down for a nap in our sweatbox of an apartment. So I took Aubrey to my mom's house for her nap. After climbing out of the crib three times (I should use the word climbing lightly because what she actually does is kick her leg over and then plumets to the ground below in a very safe manner) I decided there was nothing that could really harm her upstairs, she was stuck in one room and she desperately needed a nap. So I left her to her own devices figuring she would eventually fall asleep on the floor. She did fall asleep on the floor for about two hours. Then she woke up, ripped her diaper off, and pooped all over my parents' bedroom. Including on a pile of "clean" clothes.

Needless to say, Aubrey took a midday bath that afternoon and called everyone's bluff with her pooping antics.

Wednesday, July 4, 2012

Happy Fourth and Happy Birthday!

Happy Fourth of July and Happy Birthday to this guy!

And yes, that is a backpack made from a bag of corn seed. And yes, those are straps made out of duct tape. And yes, he's crazy inventive.

Tuesday, July 3, 2012

Ice Cream!

A few Saturday nights ago it was HOT. So we headed down the road for an after dinner ice cream snack. Aubrey loves ice cream. Just look at the bite! She is literally trying to fit that entire scoop of ice cream into her tiny mouth.

This picture would be amazing if Martin didn't look so angry for some reason.

I just need to somehow splice Martin's face from this picture into the previous on. Perfect shot!

Oh, and note Martin's cockeyed hat. Such a gangster. Ha!

Monday, July 2, 2012

Dance Recitals

A few weeks ago, my oh so adorable niece had her very first dance recital. And her oh so adorable sister had a shirt that matched her costume! Being a long time veteran of dance recitals, I knew I couldn't miss Kendyll's big debut but I was also really not feeling leaving the house again when I finally returned home from work.

Megan: Whoa. Look at you all dressed up.
Me: Well. I didn't really feel like going anywhere and I thought maybe if I put some heels on I would be more in the mood.

(sidenote: I was the only person in the audience wearing skinny jeans, a cardigan and 4 inch wedges. I basically towered over everyone. )

Megan: Well. Ingrid would approve.

But, my outfit aside, it was so fun to see Kendyll dance and even more fun to see how excited she was to be the star of the show and to show off her costume.

The other thing I learned about dance recitals. If you are the weaker of the two in a duet, bow out, or find some other people to dance in the class because it is glaringly obvious.

Sunday, July 1, 2012

Defending the Family

Picture a family. A mom. A dad. A really cute little girl. All coming home and heading into the house at the same time. Then picture the dad, the oh so funny dad, punching a bee.

Me: What are you doing?? Did you just punch that bee?
Martin: Hell yeah! I'm not going to let him threaten me!
Me: What?! You're not supposed to punch bees you're supposed to ignore them! Everyone knows that.

*said bee, now angered, continues to swarm around us.

Me: (refuses to let my point drop) I mean seriously, you must have gotten stung a lot as a kid.
Martin: How about instead of lecturing me you get are child out of danger since the bee is sitting on her nose.
Me: (gently shoos bee away from child's nose) Ok, ok. I'm just saying. It's a little ridiculous. And you're fault if she gets stung.

....Two weeks later Martin is still refering to this incident as a  moment where he defended his family.