Wednesday, September 9, 2009

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It's time for another round of....




MYSTERY GOURD!!!

Step right up and attempt to name this squash and tell me how to prepare it and...

YOU WIN!!!

I inherited this from my mom, who is such a good gardener she gets stuff she didn't even know she planted.

She has no idea what it is and every google search for "orange squash recipe" brings up some martini drink or something.... so any input would be appreciated... I don't want this thing rotting before i figure it out.

Thursday, September 3, 2009

So how is Sawyer doing?

A question I keep getting lately is... "So how is Sawyer doing?" It's hard to become a big brother and learn to share mummy's and daddy's attention... so it's a very reasonable question. Well, he's decided he'll help us out by getting a jump start on changing him... and this is how we find him most mornings, after naps, or mid-night check-in-on-hims...


What a little angel, right?

After he started unzipping his sleepers and pulling his diaper out we went to pants and a shirt... then to overalls, now we're experimenting with the trickiest button/zipper/elastic/no elastic pants... he's gotten out of all of them- that sneaky kid! I can't say I blame him; isn't it fun to be nudey?



Most of the time it's no problem.. the only time there's been an issue is when we walk in and find this....

EEEH...

EEEH...

EEEH!!!
(Psycho Shower Scene Soundtrack)

Yes. That IS what you think it is. And this is the SECOND time I've found him like this. I practically hyperventilated the first time. I walked in and he, very politely, was handing some to me. At least I've taught him to share, eh? Let's just say I didn't exactly handle the situation with grace. It's poop for heaven's sake! You'd think after dealing with my doggie's doos I'd be a pro... but it's kind of different when it's in your precious baby's hair.

Are boys just born gross?

Anyway, I flipped out, and since I can't really get mad at Sawyer, Mark got it when he got home and I saved some of the mess for him. Sorry, Tweety... I really don't know why I did that. It was SOMEHOW your fault.

Well, this time I thought I'd capture it on film and share it with you all just in case YOU thought YOU had a crappy day.