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Take Me Back to the Track, Jack!

2011-05-16T22:12:00.001-05:00

Take Me Back to the Track, Jack! from feather nester on Vimeo.

She's the one in the middle. This was SO fun!

April in Pictures

2011-04-24T21:06:00.005-05:00

Mostly Easter, really, which was LOVELY.

We planted seeds...

Had a picnic...

Hunted eggs...

Hid in pots (What? That's not weird.)...

Went for walks...

Ate jelly beans...

Discovered surprises...

Met giant bunnies...

Colored eggs...

Did I mention the egg hunting? She did that four times. Twice at school, once at the botanical gardens, and once with the Ouisers.

Happy Easter, peeps! Sorry I don't have time to write more, but I thought pictures would be better than nothing. I'm LOVING the full-time gig, but man, time is a commodity.

December (thus far) in Pictures

2010-12-19T14:14:00.005-06:00

Our attempt at a Christmas card photo, taken on Thanksgiving. Our posed shots never work. The Husband looks drugged.

This is a whole series I took of the girls while we were waiting for the Christmas parade to start. Once again, we did not purposely coordinate their outfits, but I swear they look like they're in the middle of a professional photo shoot here.

This is the first year we didn't have massive Santa Anxiety. She wouldn't talk...she had her fingers in her mouth the whole time...but she seemed happy about it!

My Advent calendar! I didn't have the magnets on the backs yet when I took this photo, but it's on my fridge now. See all those perfect little letters? Cut out of silver cardstock with what is one of the best gifts I've ever received: A Silhouette digital paper cutter. Man, I love that thing. So, the Adventivities are written on little slips of paper inside the tins, but you could put chocolate in there, too, or even little tiny gifts or ornaments.

This is the giant snowflake I made out of paint stirrers and popsicle sticks and hung on my front door. The Husband's coat caught on it and broke some of the pieces off. Which the dog promptly ate. So right now it's on my dining room table, but I have spare parts, so I think I can repair it.

This is what happens when you let a three-year-old "dust" the cookies with sugar.

My FAVORITE Christmas food! Clementines make me so happy.

This is meant to serve as photographic evidence that I got her into at least ONE of the six holiday dresses she has. She's on an anti-dress kick, though I may have finally figured out how to thwart her: I think it's the tights she hates, not so much the dresses. I need to stock up on leggings.

Naptime on the couch. I love sleeping kiddos.

Please make special note of the coconut snow, the caramel chimney, and the cinnamon firewood. And that's supposed to be a sled that the giant snowman is riding, though, proportionally, it looks more like a flatbed. I dig it.

Nutcrackers

2010-12-04T16:33:00.002-06:00

One of the Liliputians holiday book is the Little Golden Book version of The Nutcracker.
We've been reading it a lot, and, of course, she keeps seeing nutcracker decorations in the stores and outside people's homes. We drove past one this morning and she pointed it out to me.

I told her, "You know who has a lot of nutcrackers? The [Ouisers]. Uncle M used to collect them when he was a kid and he still has them all. Maybe we can go over there soon and S will show them to you."

"Yeah! ... I wish I had a nutcracker. All we have is crackers."

Angels

2010-12-04T10:28:00.002-06:00

THANK YOU all for your words of support. I know everyone goes through this stuff, but, man, some days you just want to rip your hair out. It helps to hear the encouragement.

And then there are moments like these, while we were having lunch together at Whole Foods on Wedneday:

Liliputian: "Mommy, what's an angel?"

Mommy: thoughts racing about how my daughter is entirely uneducated about Christianity and how the HECK do you explain angels without that referential context?!? "Angels are God's helpers and they have wings and white robes and are very beautiful and sing and they help people and watch over people. Some people think angels are pretend. Some people think they're real. Mommy doesn't know if they're real or pretend. Do you understand?"

L: "Yes, Mommy. Sometimes, when you're playing in the street, and angel might come and you can catch it and eat it."

I was laughing so hard, I couldn't even correct her. Plus, I can't say for sure that I know her to be wrong.

Vent

2010-12-02T08:04:00.002-06:00

Not to be confused with AD-vent.

We had a GREAT morning over here. We're going through all that "Hey, now that I'm three, I think I'll test you at every turn and defy your every command just for the sake of being obstinate" stuff, and the back talk and whining is driving me INSANE. And it's awful because after the Liliputian gets in trouble she does this whole "Mommy, I love you!" with sincere tears thing, NOT being willfully manipulative (despite what I know some of our family thinks: that she IS being manipulative, but I stand by my gut), but truly needing the reassurance that we love her...and I know this because I'm the same way - I struggle with reconciling how someone can be angry with me and still love me at the same time. And yes, I've already considered that I could be projecting, and to the best of my soul-searching ability, I really don't think that I am. So we've been working a LOT on trying to teach her that we always love her, even if we're angry...and we try to point out to her if she (oops) sees the husband and I argue that even if we're fighting and angry, we still all love each other because we're a family, blah, blah, blah. So, I think that's getting better.

But this morning she wanted to put socks on over her tights, and I should have just said yes because who cares? But I said no because I keep trying to dress her the way I want her to be dressed (I need to let go of that with this child who is clearly as strong-willed as I am about everything, including clothes), and then it became one of those things where you HAVE to follow through to make a Point, even thought you start wishing you'd just let her have her way in the first place because OMIGOD you don't CARE, but jebus the WHINING and the NOT RESPECTING MY AUTHORITAY!

We went through this whole long series of time-outs that escalated into losing all sorts of toys and it wasn't until The Husband threatened taking away the tv that she finally gave in and, wow, THAT makes me feel like a great mother. The only currency you care about is the tv?!? She doesn't even WATCH that much tv! She always asks for it, but then she leaves the room and hardly even WATCHES it! Unless I'm totally out of touch with how much she's actually watching and am lying to myself about it so I can justify it as a babysitter allowing me to get my own things done. Adulthood SUCKS, yo!

The end.

Advent Calendars

2010-11-30T07:54:00.003-06:00

So, thanks for being patient with a sell-out, guys. I totally got $60+ worth of holiday cards for the price of only $8 shipping. Sweet!

As thanks, and because I'm a little bit ~~sorry for~~ inspired by Scarlet and her Advent-y ~~ignorance~~ interest (it's such a good thing she has such a sense of humor), I thought I'd do an Advent post. Because, seriously, I apparently have to tell you guys EVERYthing (it's such a good thing BOTH of you have such a sense of humor).

These are ALL OVER the blogosphere right now. Homemade Advent calendars, a shift away from edible Advent calendars to calendars with activities (ideally, cheap or even free activities, probably even things your family planned to do anyway...shhhh! The little ones don't know THAT!). Growing up, I always had, and loved, the paperboard ones with the little shaped chocolates inside? Like this:

The last few years, I've done one with miniature ornaments for a little tabletop tree, but that really wasn't ALL that satisfying, given that I'm the adult with the BIG tree anyway. I didn't need an extra thing to decorate, and the Liliputian was too young to understand, care, or not swallow small objects.

THIS year, people, THIS year we are ALL ABOUT the Advent-y activities! (As a side note, I started this post first thing this morning after a conversation with Scarlet in which she asked me to share my Advent list with her/you. That was BEFORE the Nyquil that The Husband made me take this morning kicked in. I then passed out for...oh, a good eight hours, save a few 10-minute emergences for food and water. I'm so screwed tonight. But since waking up again at 4:00, I've discovered that Toddler Tamer and Ouiser have also made similar posts, so totally disregard all the smart-assery at the beginning of this post about being the only one who was apparently up on the Advent trends. Apparently, it's just Scarlet. I'm gonna get coal in my stocking. So, I'm not going to bother linking to lots of strangers lists or calendars.)

Here's our list! You'll notice some days are double-booked. That's kind of a back-up system since many of these activities are being tried with her for the first time and I sometimes felt I needed a spare idea in case of disaster. I mean, she's barely three with the attention span of a gnat. It's not like she remembers anything I tell her anyway. If all else fails, we'll bake cookies every single day for the neighbors.

bring out Christmas books/DVDs
holiday coloring pages
make popcorn wreath AND Christmas in Downtown Dickson
hang stockings AND Christmas books from library
make gingerbread man wreath
make jingle bell ponytail holders
make wrapping paper and wrap gifts
purchase present for charity/ship/donate
make dot garlands
get picture taken with Santa AND make candy cane reindeer
buy Christmas tree AND make twig & button snowflakes
decorate Christmas tree AND paint toenails Christmas colors
finish decorating house
write/send holiday cards
write letter to Santa/phone call?/video?
snowflake quesadillas
make pipe cleaner reindeer, Santas, and snowmen
make gingerbread house
make egg carton doorbells
make cookie puzzle
call relatives to sing
look at Christmas lights
holiday DVD with popcorn and cousins
bake cookies for Santa
CELEBRATE!

I'd love to see more of these from people I actually know! Anyone else have an Advent list to share?

Holiday Cards

2010-11-29T09:37:00.002-06:00

We've used Shutterfly for our holiday cards for several years now and always loved their designs. They offer everything from hip and modern to classic and traditional from some great designers. My parents and grandmother always love the calendars and photo books we create as gifts as well. We've made our own photo books for ourselves, too, always around the holidays, when they offer especially great deals.

Here are some of my favorite holiday card designs this year from which we'll likely be choosing (I tend to lean toward the modern, graphic designs):

Shutterfly has a great holiday card promotion going on right now: share your great experiences with Shutterfly products on your blog, and receive a promo code for complimentary holiday cards!

Huh. Apparently I favor the designs advertised with black and white photos, too!

I really do love this site, guys. I'm not JUST blowing smoke. This promotion...yeah. But I have had really great experiences with this companies products for a number of years. Last year I tried Kodak again because of a promotion they were having, and found their products inferior to Shutterfly's.

Happy Holidays, Happy Cyber Monday, and Happy shopping, peeps!

Fame

2010-11-23T07:16:00.002-06:00

I think it's safe to assume we've officially achieved fame around here. I'll be hiring a press agent and personal assistant. Maybe a trainer and a chef, too. Ooooh...private jet! Oh, wait...no money...

Check us out on The Berry.

Rainbows 'R' Us

2010-11-15T20:52:00.005-06:00

Some shots of the birthday girl from the birthday party:

And enjoying a few of her rainbow-y birthday gifts (she would NOT take that t-shirt off):

Okay, she MAY have had a little engineering help from a particularly gifted mother...

...who MAY have inadvertently brought her to tears by intimidating her with mad house-building skillz. The kid's gotta toughen up! :D

By the way, no one told me that turning 3 actually meant she was turning 13. Or maybe the Montessori school is to blame, with all her sophisticated, worldly 6-year-old classmates rubbing off on her. Whatever the reason, this child has suddenly developed Attitude. Seriously. Everything we ask her to do (or not do) is met with "Okaaaa-aaay!" in a tone that I'm not sure I can spell out, but the sound of which I'm quite sure my mother remembers. She told the Husband recently that she wasn't speaking to him. She told me to "chill out" two nights ago (I wasn't even talking at the time, and she immediately followed this with an invitation for me to share her dinner, so I don't think she even knew what it meant). She told me to "stop it" when I told her to stop yelling across the house to her father and to walk closer to him so he could hear her. And, for those of you who missed it on Facebook, the Husband was singing a silly song to her the other day. She said, "Daddy, we're not playing that game." "What game are we playing?" he asked. "We're playing the Hush game."

Oh, and today she told him I don't drive very well because I can't find places. Ingrate.

But you know what else she did today? When I came home from dance class, I could see her jumping up and down on the other side of the door as I walked across the porch. I opened the door and she went running to the top of the basement stairs to yell to her daddy that "Mommy's home! Mommy's home!" Then she came running back to me, full-tilt, jumped in my arms and hugged me hard, squealing, "I love you! I love you! I love you! Huggies, Mommy!" THAT'S my girl!

We're Famous!

2010-11-09T10:01:00.000-06:00

Check us out, yo! We're totally famous!

Party of the Year

2010-11-07T09:28:00.005-06:00

For us, at least, this was the party of the year. I suppose Christmas this year, which will be a party of 13 here, may be bigger, but this was the biggest party we'd hosted since this time LAST year, which really paled in comparison by scale. This was a TON of work and a TON of fun and I really enjoyed putting it all together and then seeing the fruits of my labor.

We held the party at a local dance studio...not the studio at which she takes her ballet classes...this is the much more affordable alternative that we WOULD have chosen, if their 2-year-old class schedule had meshed with our schedule at all. As it is, she's apparently at one of the most prestigious dance schools in Nashville, which is, you know, CRUCIAL at three years old!!!

So, it was an hour of dance and tumbling led by an instructor, followed by an hour of food and cake and running around screaming in typical three-year-old anarchist fashion. It was great.

So, the flowers on the window are just part of the studio decor, though it kind of played in nicely to our rainbow theme. I had originally planned to do something like Tomkat Studio did with the rainbow tissue pom poms, but when it didn't work IMMEDIATELY, I just didn't have the patience to mess with it and was quite happy with the rainbow chandelier, as Ouiser dubbed it.

So, the Husband hung the rainbow umbrella a LITTLE higher over the table than I meant him to, but that's okay. I know at least one person other than me noticed it.

Here's the thing with the crayons. It started out as a perfect favor idea because we had all these leftover broken crayons and, hey! Great way to use them up! And free favors! Then there were suddenly 20 kids coming to this party and we didn't have anywhere NEAR that many crayons. So we busted our bottoms making enough of these things, a process which involved all three of us peeling the labels off BRAND NEW CRAYONS and breaking the into bits to melt, which kind of defeated the whole utilitarian purpose of the thing, but whatever.

I remember doing this with my mom when I was little, but I think we spread lots of colors onto a cookie sheet and melted them into a big flat block, then cut them up. I loved that. The inspiration for the way we did it was found at Preschooll Doll's Etsy shop, though really you can do this any number of ways and online tutorials abound. Also, the coloring sheet was downloaded from Style Me Gorgeous.

The ribbon wands were a dangerous idea...arming three-year-olds with sticks...but the dance instructor worked them into her routine and the kids certainly loved them. That idea, as well as the pot of gold coins and the umbrella, came from Hip Hooray. I would have LOVED to have copied that table skirt idea as well, but DANG. The time and the money both would have exceeded my budget by a TON.

Water bottle labels and cupcake toppers downloaded from Paper Glitter (and printed courtesy of Mr. Ouiser, holla!).

It's really a shame that there are no blue or purple veggies. The best I could come up with was the blue corn chips.

Cake decor ideas also brutally stolen from Hip Hooray, and were so much fun to make! I LOVE paper punches! But THIS was the piece de resistance...

Now, this cake was super light, fluffy, and moist, and completely fell apart as I cut it. Also, the chocolate buttercream was pretty solid by this time and didn't cut well either. So, you lose some of the effect because of all the crumbling in this picture. But focus your attention to the edges, which crumbles less, especially the bottom left corner where you can see the perfectly delineated rainbow color combinations...THAT'S what the whole thing really looked like. It was AWESOME and TOTALLY got the dramatic response I was hoping for from the crowd!

For the record, there are tutorials for this cake EVERYWHERE online. Just do a quick search if you're interested. It's time-consuming, but super easy and REALLY fun! Even the Husband thought it was cool when he watched me make it. I don't know what happened with the whole rainbow-theme explosion, but when I started planning this party last summer, it actually wasn't incredibly easy to find inspiration...it took a fair bit of Google searching. But in the last month or two?!? Holy rainbows EVERYWHERE, Batman! And I can understand why...it's an incredibly easy and fun theme to work with. I had so many more ideas that I ran out of time and money to implement; I quite literally could NOT shut my brain off from generating more and more ideas. Which was great.

I should have more pics of the actual birthday girl later this week, but for now, I HAVE GOT to clean up the rainbow explosion all over my kitchen and dining room!

Hello, Birthday Girl

2010-11-03T20:38:00.003-05:00

First words this morning: "Is it my birthday?" "Yes, sweetheart, it is. Happy birthday!" "Is there cake for me?"

Yes, sweet girl, there's cake for you. Cake and presents and songs and dancing and a small dinner party and lots of happy birthday wishes and hugs and kisses and proud, proud parents who cannot wrap their heads around how big you are. Big and beautiful and smart and funny and strong-willed and obstinate and determined and compassionate and opinionated. And ours. Such an obvious blend of our personalities, and yet like no one we ever could have imagined. Entirely your own person.

We love you to the moon and back, baby girl.

Last words tonight: "Is my birthday over?" "Yes, baby, I suppose it is." "I had a great birthday, Mommy!"

Three Years and Two Years in the Making

2010-11-03T07:54:00.005-05:00

So, this is THE kitchen. The play kitchen that the Husband has been working on off and on (mostly off, let's be honest) for nearly TWO YEARS. This began as the inspiration of one of the Ikea Hack play kitchens so frequently featured on Ohdeedoh, and morphed under the Husband's influence (as projects so often do) into a behemoth of a play kitchen...of THE BEST play kitchen ever created, I swear. You guys, this thing is GORGEOUS. I'm not at all sure the pictures do it justice. I LOVE it and, more importantly, so does the birthday girl. My Liliputian is three years old today and woke up to this culinary wonderland this morning after the Husband and I were up until almost midnight finishing it up, rearranging the dining room, and stocking it full of play food.

(Note the drawers present in this picture that were absent in the first two. The polyurethane was still drying overnight. You can also see the talking alarm clock in the background that was a birthday gift, as well as the binoculars in her hands. Please do NOT note the unpainted status of my dining room since we knocked out that wall, um, a YEAR ago. It's a goal to have that room painted by the end of this month.)

She's a lucky girl. And I'm a lucky mama.

October in a Pictoral Nutshell.

2010-11-02T07:16:00.006-05:00

This is going to be a post of few words and many pictures. Many of these pictures aren't even mine. Thank Scarlet and Ouiser and whomever else I may have stolen from via Facebook. The words are mine, though, I swear. That may, however, be nothing to brag about.

Buffalo. Wonderland's wedding reception. Heartwarming.

Austin (including Eagles and Norah Jones at ACL. Though clearly not pictured here.).

Sacramento. And Cocoa.

And Wawa.

Gentry Farms. Pumpkins. Sheep. Corn. Hayrides with no hay.

Halloween! That bag lit up from the inside with glow sticks. The phenomenon did not photograph well, but it was cool.

Third birthday sneak preview.

Random. Because, really...70s gym shorts, rainbow striped knee high socks, and a Colgate hoodie. I don't think I need another reason.

Giraffe

2010-09-20T17:08:00.004-05:00

I'm not sure I've ever felt so much like I'm talking to an empty room.

So...remember those few months I needed to take off? The little break I wanted? When was that? A year and a half ago?

Oops.

I'm not going to say I'm back because I really don't know. I want to be back. I may be back. But I may bail again for another six months after this post, who knows?

I do know that I'm not going to attempt any sort of recap of the lapsed time. I'm not going to wax poetic about how fast she's growing up, how busy life gets, how time flies. We all know how true those things are, that's why they're so trite.

So let's keep it simple today. Here's a teaser/preview of the Liliputian's Halloween costume this year:

Big Girl

2010-05-28T11:00:00.004-05:00

I've been sick this week. Just a virus, I'm fine, but I was up in bed resting last night after the Husband put the Liliputian to bed and went out to help Mr. Ouiser with the new-house demo. I was watching my eleventy-hudredth episode of Weeds on Netflix when I heard a squeaky doorknob over the baby monitor. So, I knew she was up, but she wasn't saying anything...usually she'll call for us if she needs anything...another song, "cover me up," "I need to go potty," etc. But I just heard her walking around, banging things, and repeatedly rattling the doorknob (thank goodness for old houses with antique crystal doorknobs that are tricky to open).
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She's been getting more independent lately. Like, all at once. We were at the lake last weekend (pictures, I know, I know, don't nag!) and she was All. Over. The place. All the time. Up and down the stairs, into and out of every room, opening and closing drawers, cabinets, the fridge, the doors to outside. It's like when she started walking at, what?, three months old? and didn't have the sense to keep up with her motor skills. She has no business getting out of the big girl bed upon waking in the morning, coming out of her room, turning on the tv downstairs, walking upstairs, getting a yogurt drink out of the fridge, coming into our bedroom, and scaring the bejeezus out of me when she's suddenly in my face saying, "Open it, Mommy." Nor does she have any business getting milk and eggs out of the fridge to feed the dog. But I digress.
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After about 15 minutes of her clearly being Up last night, I figured I'd better actually do some parenting, so I went downstairs to investigate. Her light was on. F*ck. I open the door. She's sitting in the rocking chair pulling panties on.

L: I wear panties. I a big girl.

Me: Uh...Yes, honey, yes, you are a big girl. But you need to wear your pull-ups to sleep. Did you take them off?

L: Yes, I a big girl. I wear panties. I go play with S [as in little Ouiser]. *she's going to get her shoes at this point*

Me: Dear lord, child, do you realize what time it is? It's dark out. Everyone's asleep!

L: No they not!

Me: Yes! Yes, they are! Here, look outside. *curses! Daylight savings! Dusk is not nearly as convincing as pitch blackness.*

L: I wear panties.

Me: Okay, fine. Panties over pull-ups. Done.

I told her she could stay up and read for a while, but she had to stay in her room. She was agreeable to this and about two minutes later called for me to come tuck her in, which I did, amused. I love this kid.

Pew!

2010-04-27T20:57:00.002-05:00

The Husband has just regaled me with a story of about five minutes ago, when he went on to check on the Lilliputian who was supposed to be sleeping but was instead up and calling out for us.

The Husband: What do you need Baby Girl?
Lilliputian: I need my blankie.
TH: But you have a blanket...?
L: No, I need to HOLD a blanket.
TH: Oh, well, here...here's your pink blanket.
L: No! It's dirty! It has *****
TH: It has...trash? No, it doesn't, baby...?
L: No, it has gas.
TH: Your blanket has...gas?!?
L: Yes. It's dirty.

At which point he apparently gave up and offered her a different blanket. The offending blanket will get a stern talking to about manners in the morning.

Happy Easter!

2010-04-05T09:06:00.005-05:00

This was the first Easter the Liliputian actually had any clue what was going on. She had no idea what the big fuss was with the eggs until I pulled the first one out. Then she was all in. Including for the eating of the hard-boiled colored eggs.

Saturday we went to the local botanical gardens for an egg hunt, face-painting, balloon animals, crafts, children's concerts, and sno-cones. We also stopped by the toy store to pet and hold some live bunnies.

Sunday we had lunch and another egg hunt with the Ouisers and their family. I swear, we did not coordinate the dresses. Great minds just can't help but think alike.

The Other Benjamin

2010-04-01T11:57:00.002-05:00

The other night, the Liliputian was in bed for the night, but woke up yelling that she had to go potty. This happens frequently as she becomes more aware of needing to go, even when sleeping, and as we continue not to cut off the milk consumption at night (she's had it just before sleep her entire life! I'm just not ready to tear her away from that routine).

The thing is, I was watching LOST, and the Husband was in his office with his headphones on, so I don't think we heard her for a while. This is a suspicion given more veracity by the fact that, when I finally heard her and went in there, she said, "Mommy, I use my voice SO loud, but you not hear with your ears!" I said, "I know, honey, I'm sorry. I was watching tv and I didn't hear you." "Ohhhhh!" she says, in that voice that implies that I've just explained the mystery of the universe. "Mommy, you watching Benjamin Bunny?" *heart melty* "No, honey. Not exactly."

Random Friday Afternoon Happy

2010-03-12T15:40:00.000-06:00

Kitchen Remodel Part 2

2010-03-08T07:23:00.003-06:00

We're on day 2 of potty-training. Her record yesterday was 4-2. We've pulled out the big motivational guns: She's getting M&Ms for each successful attempt. Five successful number 1s in the potty get her a cupcake party. Five successful number 2s will get her a bike. She was getting the bike anyway, which is the Ouisers' old tricycle that S is too big for, but the Lilliputian doesn't know that... She WANTS that bike BAAAAD!!! We actually had a hard time getting her off the potty yesterday because she was so focused on earning that bike. I'll keep you posted.

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The kitchen is plugging along and has made some HUGE progress. The slate floor is in:

The walls and ceiling are painted, the hickory cabinets are in:

The cabinetry was custom-made by a local small business. Those are little, tiny mahogany in-laid squares in the corners of the doors. The two cabinets with the glass doors need to have the shelves swapped out for glass...we forgot to ask for that. The Husband installed lights inside them, and also task lighting under the cabinets.

Technically, the granite countertops are in now, too. The sink is installed, though the Husband is still working on the plumbing. He's also working on tiling the backsplash, so none of the appliances are back in yet (pictures of all that soon), but it's coming. It's coming.

Spring

2010-03-07T07:56:00.003-06:00

It was about 60 degrees out yesterday. We aborted a plan for the science museum in lieu of brunch in Nashville followed by an afternoon in Dragon Park.

We had bacon, toast, and eggs....

...we conquered fears...

...we slid down slides...

...conquered big girl swings...

...choo-chooed through tunnels...

Hope spring comes your way, too, soon.

Kitchen Remodel, Part 1

2010-02-27T07:34:00.007-06:00

This was our kitchen before the great dishwasher breakdown/kitchen-basement flood of '09.
(You can tell how old this photo is by the presence of the exersaucer! It goes without saying that you must excuse the mess.)

This is after the Husband ripped out everything, EVERYTHING, down to the studs. The water had seeped up into some of the cabinets and, because the original cabinets were custom-made, and because of the way they were installed, none of them could be salvaged. We have been completely sans kitchen since October 2009. The refrigerator and oven are in the dining room. The mircrowave is on the dining room table. The toaster oven and coffee maker are on top of the oven. We have not had use of the oven. We have had only our little bathroom pedestal sink for washing dishes (well, that, and occasionally the Ouisers' dishwasher). We didn't even have the microwave, toaster oven, or coffee maker at first. It took a while to get the dining room serviceable as a mini kitchen. During the serious demo, we didn't even have that, as it was closed off from the rest of the house to try to contain the dust. I think I've gained maybe two pounds after five months of eating out. I think that is a MAJOR success!

We took out the wall between the kitchen and the dining room. We're remodeling the adjacent mud room at the same time. The Husband did all the plumbing and electrical himself. We hired someone to take out that wall, and to put down the sub-flooring. We had another guy do the tiling. The Husband did all the sheetrocking with the help of his brother, Mr. Ouiser, and Ouiser's brother. It took FOREVER since everyone involved has, you know, a full-time job. And OMG, I think the Husband could have written his own blog on the trials and tribulations of home remodeling, especially in a 1930s home.

There's more, but I'm out of time. The Husband is at the lake, studying for a work-related test, and the Liliputian and I are on our way to Monkey's Treehouse. More to follow...at least it's a start!

As Reported to Me this Morning

2010-02-20T21:56:00.003-06:00

the Husband: Liliputian, you need help with that sticker? *reaches for sticker*
Liliputian: No, Swiper! No swiping! *turns back on the Husband*
(Only those of you fluent in Dora the Explorer are gonna get that one.)

Liliputian: Humpy Dumpy sat on wall. Humpy Dumpy have great fall.
the Husband: Something, something, couldn't put Humpty together again.
Liliputian: *stares at the Husband* .....Need Mommy help. *nods*

Liliputian: Daddy's gonna buy you a billy goat... If that billy goat not pull, Daddy's gonna buy you a billy goat. And if that billy goat not pull, Daddy's gonna buy you a billy goat. And if that billy goat not pull, Daddy's gonna buy you a billy goat. And if that billy goat not pull, Daddy's gonna buy you a
the Husband: CART AND BULL!!!
Together: And if that cart and bull fall over, Daddy's gonna buy you a
Lilliputian: Billy goat. And if that billy goat not pull.. *continue ad nauseum*

She's just awesome. :)