Rolling Up His Sleeves

 Jon's got his sleeves rolled up because he is ready to get some work done at his new job.

 The job is with the same company, but is located closer to home.  Yay!  Shorter commute!  Yay!  Yay!

We started the day with the new breakfast of champions - pumpkin pancakes.  It's a Jon thing to eat pumpkin in summer.  I just roll with it.  Maybe it makes him feel cooler.  Like autumnal coolness.  Not like Chuck Norris coolness.  Anyway, I hope he has a great day and many great days at the new job because I think he is great. 

Sometimes We Don't Understand...

...what she thinks she is doing!

Good thing Daddy decided to scoop the backyard!

The Sweet Life

Katie is living the sweet life, at least for the weekend. She is allowed to choose her own outfit for a Saturday morning pancake breakfast outing.



Then on Sunday, she is served breakfast in bed. Just so happens to be Mom and Dad's bed that is now covered in bran muffin crumbs.

It's not half chewed vitamins spit in the closet, but it's close.

I used to hide my Flintstone vitamins under my tongue and then spit them behind the dresser in my closet.

I USED to be able to only imagine my mother's shock upon discovering the half decomposed bodies of the Flintstone family.

But today I found this...



Look up there on the bookcase...

To the right of her head...

Are those....

BANDAIDS?!?!



Yes, Katie has started her own little bandaid collection.

I am just thankful I know they all came from her boo-boos.

Silent Movies

I am more than a little sad that the camera didn't record the sound on this video. I guess you can add your own music or sing "Father Abraham" while viewing. That's what this Little Miss Helpful was shaking her tail feathers to.

Hopefully I'll be able to catch more dance moves, with sound, in the future.

Oh, and for those of you thinking, "Why is Carrie making Katie wear tights when it is 70 degrees outside?!," it is her choice. She is in a tights wearing, hate the jog stroller, eat only cheese stage right now.

in the hood

I used some of my Christmas money to buy a hoodie pattern from Lil Blue Boo. Here is my first go at it.

I can't believe she is still wearing the hood as I type this. Perhaps her head was cold and this shirt was just the thing she needed. It has a little kangaroo pouch in the front to warm your hands, or if you have Katie's inclinations, fill with gravel.

Look what I noticed on Katie's bookshelf.

Every stuffed animal and doll has been removed from the shelf except one. That one is named, by Katie, "No, Papa." She got him for Christmas from my parents. They thought she would like it because it looked like her Papa. She didn't. I thought it might grow on her if it was on her shelf with her other stuffed friends. Clearly not working.

Library Opens @ Noon on Tuesday

I took Katie to the library, but it was closed. We were all dressed up with no place to go, so we HAD to have an outdoor photo shoot. What else could we do?

This is her duck walk. She likes to do it in the grocery store, parking lots, and especially any time you are in a rush.


The camera battery went dead right before she hugged the tree! Boo, camera! Yea, we didn't step in that anthill! Whoo, close call!

her future's so bright

she has to wear shades in the grocery store. k LOVED the attention she got wearing these while we shopped.

Poufy Christmas

It started with a poufy hat...

Then poufy hair...

Now she is hanging her bath pouf on the tree...

An afternoon walk

I told K to go get her shoes so we could take a walk. Here's what she came up with.

Top 10 Reasons Daddy is the Bomb!

1. Have you heard the silly noises he makes to entertain K?
2. Seen his calf muscles? - WooHoo!
3. He does dishes.
4. He loves his family.
5. He works hard.
6. Daddy and daughter bike rides.
7. Who else would eat broccoli cornmeal upside down cake for dinner, say "it's not bad," and eat it again leftover?!
8. Stays fit and healthy.
9. For a squeamish guy, he changes a lot of bad diapers.
10. He's Ton of Fun!

Happy Birthday, Daddy!
Katie and Mommy love you!

Best birthday tradition ever - Cake for breakfast! I got the idea from my former coworker, Linda R. Thanks, L. 33 chocolate chips for the birthday boy! Jon chose red velvet with cream cheese frosting.



Katie placed her 1/4 of a cupcake on top of her yogurt cup and ate it like an ice cream cone. What a clever lass!

Itty Bitty Treat Bag

I sewed this itty bitty trick or treat bag for Lil K using this tutorial. The tutorial says you can make the bag faster than you can make dinner! Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha! I am obviously a better cook than seamstress.

When Katie gets bigger she will realize this treat bag is really a trick to downsize her candy portion.

For now she likes that she can carry paci around in it.

Abbey stayed at my parents while we were out of town. Now when Abbey goes out for a potty break, Katie suffers tremendous separation anxiety.

Fall Decorating/Redecorating

I was in the dining room attaching fabric scraps to my pumpkin sconce:
for a festive fall feel while Katie played with her toy stash:
in the living room. I spent maybe three minutes on the project and I was only 5 feet away from where Katie was playing. That is why I was so shocked to discover my living room redecorated from its usual look:

to this:
What do you think she thought she was doing?

Squeaky Sandals

A few weekends ago Katie saw a little girl wearing the cutest red sandals. The sandals had a squeaker inside the heel so the girl was walking noisily and happily along. Of course Katie was interested in these attention grabbing shoes. She even tried to make her shoes squeak by stomping her feet really hard. I thought this meant Katie would love to have her very own pair of squeaky sandals. Wanting to meet every reasonable desire Katie has, I scoured the internet for the best deal on these precious shoes. I placed my order and eagerly awaited the mail each day. When they arrived I immediately showed them to Katie. She looked at them and said "No." I demonstrated the squeaking feature. She said "No, no." I, not one to be discouraged, held her down and placed them on her feet. She began to scream "NOOOOO!" After 15 seconds of that, I removed the shoes. I tried them again when she was well rested. I tried giving her a choice between her old, boring sandals or new, pink, squeaky ones. I tried them when we were outside, but like green eggs and ham they are disagreeable everywhere. She has mellowed some. If you hold the shoes out to her now, she only says "No, no" and lays on the floor in the fetal position until you take the shoes away.

I sold the shoes on Ebay today. Hopefully their new owner receives them better.