Thursday, December 24, 2015

Mayhem 2.75

A not so eager cowboy.  He likes the idea of riding a horse, but not really the execution.

He loves frozen raw vegetables straight out of the bag!

He loves his baby cousin and asks to hold him, change his clothes, and change his diaper.

He loves his Mameha.

The facial expressions sometimes...

These Rangeroos ride-on animals were so much fun at the Fair in the Square.  Too bad we have nothing but dirt where we live.

He will steal your shades.

He's a sharp dresser and likes to be prepared.

He sleeps like his daddy.

He took my spot.

He's an expert cookie dough ball maker.

When tucking him into bed at night:  "I want your whole big head."  Or is he saying, "I want to hold your big head"?
"Mama, I have a dry diaper." ..... "Now it's wet."
"You the daddy cow and you the mama bull."
He is a frog legs lover and will eat more than you get to!
He can pronounce "rhinoceros" and "hippopotamus" perfectly, but those big grey animals with trunks are "Elthumps."
"Out with me" = without me
"Jommas" = pajamas
"Motor bicycles" = motorcycles
"Lellow" = yellow
"Shuntime" = sunshine
He may be mismatched by his own doing, but he constantly pulls his shirt down, straightens pants legs, and can't stand to have long sleeves pushed up even to wash his hands.
"Tovers" = covers
He has poured his own milk out of a half full gallon if not assisted fast enough to his liking.  Yikes!

Mayhem 2.5

Cheesing before church one morning.

He had a little fever virus in August and was so cuddly grumpy for a few days.

He loves his baby!

The morning we moved he slept super late.  We carried him outside on the mattress and set it on the trailer before he woke up!

Wallerin' in the floor with my sister in September.

Walking to our trailer in the dried crusty mud- "Here me are. ..... Here I am!" "I can walk. I can walk with my shoes and I can walk with my feet."  "Argh argh! These rocks hurt. Some rocks tickle some rocks hurt. These rocks hurts."

"Breakawist" = breakfast

"Don't get my nose, I need to breath"

Twistated = twisted, as in "My diaper is twistated."

For a while he kept an imaginary dog in a real pen and fed it corn every day.

Anybody: "What have you been eating?"  Mayhem: "Bricks with my friends!"

"I eat all your groceries!!"

"You're breaking me!"

He discovered stop signs along the road and would yell "Stop, Mama, STOP!" when I was driving for a few weeks.

"At" ends every sentence.

"What IS that?"

"You leave me?"

It was pretty mindblowing for him to realize that everything has/is a mama/daddy and we had MANY conversations about is THAT the mama/daddy whatever quite frequently.  See also everything has pee pee and/or poop.

"Chawberries" = strawberries
"Chewdiber" = screwdriver
"Tuhtie" = cookie
"Joofer" = rooster
Cheese puffs = "chipmunks"
Griddle = "skateboard" 
"Swimming toot" = swimming suit

Bridges/sheds were kind of confusing for a while.  We drove under sheds and parked under bridges.

Physically, he can skip, but not jump.

"Help you," he says, not "help me." 

Friday, August 28, 2015

Pack It Up

We're moving this weekend and in my free time (yeah, right!) I've been thinking about what I will miss about this apartment.  The list is short- our dining area and the board over my sink, both of which I kinda made "me."  I wonder if the difference in using and appreciating a space relates to how much of yourself you put into it.

Sunday, August 9, 2015

Name Changer

When Mayhem first started "talking" I was Mama.  The day we went to the zoo this past January I became Mommy.  Two days ago, Mama again!  Identity crisis?  Maybe.  Who knows who I'll be in another six months.

Monday, July 27, 2015

Moving Again

7 AM

5 PM

Guess what?  

That's our new home!  

We're suckers for a fixer-upper and we've definitely got our work cut out for us, but still excited.

More to come, you know, later.

Monday, July 20, 2015

Summer, May-July 2015

If you're on your phone I suggest swapping to a computer.  This post contains nearly allllll the pictures I've taken in the past two months, mostly in chronological order.  It's a lot.  And this is what's been keeping me from writing, besides laziness and Internet availability, of course.

Here we go!


This horse was such a sweet pest.  She kept sniffing my hair, my clothes, she tried to pull one of my shoes off.

Poppies in May

Poppies in May

One thing that's kept me busy has been more work.  Boots and I started a lawn care business in May.  Boots does the cutting and such and I am weeder nĂºmero uno.  This is the flower bed in front of the horse three pictures above.  It took me seven hours to weed it one day and since then everything has grown and gotten so beautiful.  You'll see that a little later.
Boots and Mayhem catching a quick nap while waiting for my sister's graduation to start.
We finally made a nurse out of this girl!
We graduated this sister from high school.  It rained, we got soaking wet, and looked like rats.
My daddy finally got a boy that wants to drive all of his tractors.
It's a little difficult figuring out how to ride babies on rocking horses.
We also graduated my cousin from high school. 
Vacuum cleaner Mohawk!
Too early one morning.
This was Mayhem's first attempt at putting his shoes on.
Figuring out the pattern for my quilt squares one night in the living room floor.
Our waterfall in our VBS room.
Pinning the layers of my sister's baby's quilt that I'm working on.
I have no words for this mess.
He sleeps just like his daddy- flopped around everywhere with the blankets ripped off.
The zinnias and gladiolas one early June morning.
Tiny recliner for a tiny man.
I'm always washing dishes and it always looks like this.  Ay yi yi!
 This is "my" garden at my uncle's house before the okra grew up past our heads,
before the tomatoes grew up and we cut the blackberry vines back,
and before we pulled up the dead English peas and the squash grew so wide you can't walk around it.
My couch looks like this a couple times a week, too. 
Putting penguins in the house I built him. 
Isn't this hibiscus beautiful?  Plus, Mayhem in the background mocking the dog yawning.
Riding the horsie!
Fabric shopping!
Purchases from our favorite fabric store.
We picked blueberries for five hours one morning.  8 (or was it 9?) of these pans full.
"Take Scout pit-churr!"
"Take them pit-churr!"
I love taking sleeping pictures of him.
A new cow trough swimming pool.
Shasta daisies in July
Sunflowers in July
Indoor fishing
Fighting a fever from too many ant bites