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type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3717558816454849725/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false&amp;v=2" /><author><name>Our Little Beehive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04095756124844698874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RCZr3yWpK-o/TTeocPE3m5I/AAAAAAAACEs/O29rltg09_A/S220/avatar-1.gif" /></author><generator version="7.00" uri="http://www.blogger.com">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>544</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/ourlittlebeehive/LFJD" /><feedburner:info uri="ourlittlebeehive/lfjd" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" 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couple months ago I saw a play tent over at &lt;a href="http://www.cape27blog.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Cape27&lt;/a&gt; and knew Little M NEEDED one right away. When I showed S the tent, he suggested a teepee so that it would take up less storage space when folded. Our lives revolve around storage space. I argued that a tent could fold flat and slide under the couch; he said a teepee would fold up and fit in the corner of a closet – any closet – easily whereas we only have one free under-the-couch storage spot. So I turned to Pinterest for inspiration and after landing on an Etsy page where teepees had little flags flying from the tops of their poles, was convinced that teepee was the way to go.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2jh6lUFPKkA/UYr9X4paYuI/AAAAAAAAEps/wntIhMuaR7Y/s1600/Teepee+for+the+boy.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2jh6lUFPKkA/UYr9X4paYuI/AAAAAAAAEps/wntIhMuaR7Y/s1600/Teepee+for+the+boy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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We took a family trip to the orange store and to the fabric store for our supplies. We priced out wooden poles at a cost of $35 v. 3/4” PVC water pipe (white is for water, gray for electrical) for a total cost of $3.20. I begrudgingly agreed that it made zero financial sense to buy wooden poles to then conceal them with fabric and chose two of the only 10’ lengths of PVC without any writing or UPC codes stamped on them. Our cashier did not thank us.&lt;/div&gt;
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We bought canvas drop cloths to use for the fabric, but when I got them home and opened the packaging I decided that the weave was so loose that by the time I pre-shrank them before sewing they would become so small that they would no longer be a cost effective choice over buying cotton canvas fabric. So I returned the drop cloths and bought 5 yards of 12oz cotton canvas from fabric.com. I also bought a yard of navy blue 9oz canvas, the same fabric we used for the glider in Little M's &lt;a href="http://www.ourlittlebeehive.com/2011/12/baby-bees-navy-white-elephant-nursery.html" target="_blank"&gt;nursery&lt;/a&gt;. The total cost of the fabric with a 15% off coupon that I found online was $32 – the exact cost of using canvas drop clothes had they shrunk as I expected.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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While I waited for my fabric to arrive (I’m always so frustrated that I live in a major city and we have the crappiest options for great fabric) S cut the PVC pipe and we did all our calculations. It brought me back to high school math except in high school I didn’t have my friend Google to help me find the formulas I needed to calculate the length of the sides of a triangle. I must have been some kind of genius to be able to remember stuff back before Google. Especially since I just did this and I can’t tell you off the top of my head which triangle formula we used. &lt;/div&gt;
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S held our four poles together on our living room carpet while I spaced them out into a teepee size that could comfortably fit in the small space. I sat under the poles. We decided that 40” between the base of each pole made an area wide enough for Little M to play and still tall enough that he could stand or so S or I could sit inside with him.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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I did all my calculations allowing for ½” seam allowances. I didn’t allow for a bottom hem because I used the canvas’s selvage edges for the bottom of each panel. This diagram shows my panel sizes.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zoVGmF-mAAg/UYqfgR5ewDI/AAAAAAAAEow/zZrr3dvVi6M/s1600/Teepee+Cuts.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zoVGmF-mAAg/UYqfgR5ewDI/AAAAAAAAEow/zZrr3dvVi6M/s1600/Teepee+Cuts.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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I cut three of the same size triangles for the side and back panels and two panels for the front flaps. I show sizes for the flap panel, but I just winged it when I cut them. I basically traced one of the side panels, but after tracing the bottom and right side, I moved the triangle over two inches and then traced the left side. Then I cut the whole thing straight down the center. This gave me an extra 1” on each side to sew a ½” hem (½” folded over twice) at the opening of the teepee.&lt;/div&gt;
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If you want a different sized teepee, then just use a calculator for a right triangle (a&lt;sup&gt;2&lt;/sup&gt;+b&lt;sup&gt;2&lt;/sup&gt;=c&lt;sup&gt;2&lt;/sup&gt;) where a = ½ the length of your base (plus seam allowance) and c is the length of your pole (plus seam allowance.) Solve for b, the height of your teepee panel. Make sure to leave room for tying your poles near the top. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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My calculation looked like this:&lt;br /&gt;
420.25 + b&lt;sup&gt;2 &lt;/sup&gt;= 2500&lt;br /&gt;
b&lt;sup&gt;2 &lt;/sup&gt;= 2500 - 420.25 &lt;sup&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/sup&gt;b&lt;sup&gt;2&lt;/sup&gt; = 2079.75&lt;sup&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/sup&gt;b = 45.6&lt;/div&gt;
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Confused yet? I just did the hardest part of this whole project for you with my gorgeous paint diagram; I promise the rest is easy!&lt;/div&gt;
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Hem each of the two front panels at the center of the teepee opening with a ½” hem folded over twice.&lt;/div&gt;
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Hem ½” on one end of each of the four contrast strips.&lt;/div&gt;
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Fold each the four contrast strips together lengthwise, right sides facing and sew the end you did not hem together using a ½” seam allowance. Turn right side out. You’ll end with four long strips that have one short end sewn together and the other short end with a nice, neat hem.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Fold prepared contrast strips with right sides out.&lt;/div&gt;
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Make a sandwich with one front half triangle, one contrast strip with the sewn shut end at the base of the triangle and the hemmed end at the top point of the triangle panel (this is where your&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;pole will stick through), and one side panel. The right sides of the panels should face each other and the contrast strip should be sandwiched inside so you just see 4 rough edges. Pin.&lt;/div&gt;
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Sew with a ½” seam allowance.&lt;/div&gt;
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Make a similar sandwich with the other side of the side panel you just sewed, contrast strip 2 and the back panel, pin and sew.&lt;/div&gt;
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Continue on by making and sewing another sandwich with the back panel, the third panel and contrast strip 3. Finish with contrast strip 4, the remaining side of the side panel and the remaining front panel.&lt;/div&gt;
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Snip any loose ends off your masterpiece and insert the four poles through the openings at the top of the contrast strips. Mark the poles about an inch above the top of the tent panels. Drill though the holes, lace twine through the holes and secure them with several tight knots.&lt;/div&gt;
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I didn’t do any calculations for my flags, I just folded a piece of canvas into fourths, cut a flag shaped triangle and hemmed along the two “flag” edges with contrast stitching.&lt;/div&gt;
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I cut the 5&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; contrast strip into four, hemmed the bottom edge of each and then trimmed them all to the length of pipe sticking out above the twine, adding ½” for a seam allowance. This was about 7” on our teepee.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Fold the strips right sides together, roll the flag up so it fits inside the narrow strip pocket and sew the flag between the two long edges of the strip. Sew across the top to close the top of the strip.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zXXA68grvW0/UYsFB-Ist_I/AAAAAAAAEqE/Ddc2POK1VKc/s1600/flag+steps.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zXXA68grvW0/UYsFB-Ist_I/AAAAAAAAEqE/Ddc2POK1VKc/s1600/flag+steps.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Turn right side out and stick on top of your teepee.&lt;br /&gt;
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Bring your toddler down from nap and make the grand reveal.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OqkEZtgyB7A/UYr8GGiHtsI/AAAAAAAAEpY/o9UgvjoyDNE/s1600/Little+M+teepee.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OqkEZtgyB7A/UYr8GGiHtsI/AAAAAAAAEpY/o9UgvjoyDNE/s1600/Little+M+teepee.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Burst when you kid flips the blank out and gives you a reaction way more enthusiast than you ever imagined.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ACP9qOSanXA/UYr9RSK-mzI/AAAAAAAAEpk/OA5AsLqAM8E/s1600/Smiles.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ACP9qOSanXA/UYr9RSK-mzI/AAAAAAAAEpk/OA5AsLqAM8E/s1600/Smiles.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OqkEZtgyB7A/UYr8GGiHtsI/AAAAAAAAEpY/o9UgvjoyDNE/s1600/Little+M+teepee.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Get all mushy every time your kid brings all their toys into their “tent” and gets all cozy in there.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--yecGRWs6mQ/UYsE31n-SVI/AAAAAAAAEp8/UrklNSl4jdU/s1600/Cozy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--yecGRWs6mQ/UYsE31n-SVI/AAAAAAAAEp8/UrklNSl4jdU/s1600/Cozy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;After my big reveal to Little M I added a 40" strip across the front 
to keep the front two poles from sliding open too far on our wood floors
 (ahem, from making the teepee fall over on top of my baby.) It also 
helps keeps the teepee upright when Little M decides to crawl out under 
the back panel! You can see it in the crummy photo below. It's just a 
41" strip of canvas folded over a few times and sewn shut along the long
 end that I sewed to the bottom of the front two contrast strips. I also plan to add one or two ties to the doors so Little M can hide away in his "tent" (teepee is too hard for the little guy to even try to say). Right now he stands up, holds the front panels shut and shrieks with laughter when we peek in under the flaps.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pGv_7TBoQQA/UYsFHjJgG-I/AAAAAAAAEqM/6oAhIFr5brQ/s1600/with+strip.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pGv_7TBoQQA/UYsFHjJgG-I/AAAAAAAAEqM/6oAhIFr5brQ/s1600/with+strip.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ourlittlebeehive/LFJD/~4/f0lm8Lfcbz4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.ourlittlebeehive.com/feeds/5054498685050645559/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.ourlittlebeehive.com/2013/05/teepee-for-boy-tutorial.html#comment-form" title="6 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3717558816454849725/posts/default/5054498685050645559?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3717558816454849725/posts/default/5054498685050645559?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ourlittlebeehive/LFJD/~3/f0lm8Lfcbz4/teepee-for-boy-tutorial.html" title="Teepee for the Boy: a Tutorial " /><author><name>Our Little Beehive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04095756124844698874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RCZr3yWpK-o/TTeocPE3m5I/AAAAAAAACEs/O29rltg09_A/S220/avatar-1.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2jh6lUFPKkA/UYr9X4paYuI/AAAAAAAAEps/wntIhMuaR7Y/s72-c/Teepee+for+the+boy.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>6</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.ourlittlebeehive.com/2013/05/teepee-for-boy-tutorial.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUUDQH8zfip7ImA9WhBUFUk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3717558816454849725.post-2155134393229477664</id><published>2013-05-02T21:07:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2013-05-02T21:07:51.186-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2013-05-02T21:07:51.186-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="addition" /><title>Bids.</title><content type="html">We are four weeks into the bid process on our addition project and I think we're close to pulling our hair out. We had no idea it was going to take over a month to get all our bids. We were thinking more like two weeks. Today marks four.&lt;br /&gt;
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To be fair, we did get one bid within two weeks and the second at three weeks. The third came in on Monday, but four and five are still outstanding. One we've been promised "tomorrow" at least a half dozen times. That should raise a red flag, but we like the guy so much and he comes so highly recommended! And number five, who knows where the heck he went. He threw out an arbitrary number based on nothing that was twice the amount of bid number one. I think I may have snarfed a little when he threw out his number. So needless to say, he's not really in the running. And the snarf is probably why we haven't heard from him again. &lt;br /&gt;
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Right now bid number three is looking really good. I had a good impression when I first met him and all his references so far, love him. Two of them have used him for multiple projects. And I don't think they're his relatives. Or on the payroll. But we still need to work out several details to bring the whole project within budget. That means we're looking at another week 'til we're giving our architect the green light to draw up the final plans.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;We really wanted to be breaking ground on June 1. But at this point I think we're looking more like June 15 at best and July 1, if I'm being honest with myself. Our architect needs two weeks to finish the plans and our county takes up to a month to approve plans. Let's get going already! &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ourlittlebeehive/LFJD/~4/4v17S0v8szc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.ourlittlebeehive.com/feeds/2155134393229477664/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.ourlittlebeehive.com/2013/05/bids.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3717558816454849725/posts/default/2155134393229477664?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3717558816454849725/posts/default/2155134393229477664?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ourlittlebeehive/LFJD/~3/4v17S0v8szc/bids.html" title="Bids." /><author><name>Our Little Beehive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04095756124844698874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RCZr3yWpK-o/TTeocPE3m5I/AAAAAAAACEs/O29rltg09_A/S220/avatar-1.gif" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.ourlittlebeehive.com/2013/05/bids.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUMDR30zcSp7ImA9WhBWEko.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3717558816454849725.post-5674294413530311509</id><published>2013-04-06T14:37:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2013-04-06T14:37:56.389-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2013-04-06T14:37:56.389-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="inside" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="addition" /><title>Final Floor Plans</title><content type="html">After polling you guys, lots of friends and family, we decided on the two window option for the addition. Which means we were finally able to start developing a final floor plan. The first one gave me a GINORMOUS closet and four linear feet of hanging space in S's closet. Not really the his and hers master closets we dreamed of.&lt;br /&gt;
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So while I came up with a floor plan for the first floor that took the windows out of the pantry and put them in the entry and powder rooms, I sent a note to our architect and asked him to rethink the second floor. No matter what I did, I couldn't make the second floor work. What we got back from him was perfect. Perfect.&lt;br /&gt;
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Our existing bedroom will stay, but its closet will go (S and I will build one back in later on.) The current linen closet will also go to create a hallway into the new master. S and I will each have a walk-in closet, mine just a bit bigger than his, but his will still be quite big. Our bathroom will have a tile shower with a glass door (hopefully) and double sinks, but no tub. We decided that having a tub in the existing bathroom was enough. We need to remove the entire existing exterior wall apparently, which means that our existing bath will need to be updated too given that we'll be removing the entire shower wall. We intended to update it at some point, so we'll be doing it at the same time. We're going to keep it simple and hope to keep the same tub and toilet. The cheap, particle board vanity will go, and the tile which is cracked in several places will have to go too.&lt;br /&gt;
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I'm in love with my closet and with the size of the bedroom - plenty of space for dressers, side tables and a bed. We'll be able to walk without shimmying next to the bed.&lt;br /&gt;
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As much as I love the second floor, I'm totally head-over-heels for the first floor.&lt;br /&gt;
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We'll have a mud room! With an eight foot wide coat closet! That's a serious closet. I'm from Maine, I've still got serious coats. That I wear a dozen times a year. If that. Across from the coat closet we'll have a bench with cubby space for hanging coats and hats and for storing shoes underneath. S told me he didn't think hooks and cubbies were necessary given that we'd have a closet right there. If I had a dollar for every time I've asked S to pick up his clothes and hang up his coats, we'd have cash enough to pay for the addition twice over. So in the spirit of designing for how we live, we'll have cubbies and hooks And the beauty of all of this is that it can't be seen from the new living space.&lt;br /&gt;
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Next to the entry we'll have a powder room with a pocket door. Because one of the two windows will be in the powder room, we can leave the pocket door open to let morning light into the living space. The toilet and sink are tucked behind the door opening enough so that you won't be able to see anything but floor and window from the new living room. &lt;br /&gt;
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Our pantry got quite a bit smaller in the two window plan, but it will still fit a few linear feet of shelving from floor to ceiling and a large upright freezer (our current one in the basement will need to be replaced in the near future and so far we haven't been able to find one small enough to fit into the space we built for it downstairs. Ugh.)&lt;br /&gt;
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One of my favorite parts of the new space is the addition of another kitchen counter/breakfast bar. It will have an overhang large enough for 3-4 stools and will have cabinet storage below. We hope to be able to match the cabinetry in our current kitchen, but haven't decided what to do about counter tops yet; we're not fans of our current counters so we're not so inclined to try to match them. Maybe stainless? Maybe butcher block? I'm sure the budget won't allow us to replace all the counters, but that could be an option too.&lt;br /&gt;
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The new family room will have two sets of double windows facing our side yard and two individual windows facing the back yard. We should be able to get some serious afternoon light even though it's the north-west facing side of the house. Just having all those windows will let in so much more light regardless of the sun. I love lots of light.&lt;br /&gt;
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We designed the eight foot coat closet wall to accommodate a sectional sofa in the living room, something I've wanted for a while now. I'm sure we'll make do with the furniture we own for a while, but we wanted the option. We cut little pieces of card stock "furniture" to scale and tried out several furniture placement options before settling on this plan. This one gives us the most flexibility and leaves the least amount of wasted space in the entry. We're already planning to section off an area for M's play space. &lt;br /&gt;
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Some of the exterior details like the added pergola, moving the patio, and the giant porch may need to wait so we don't blow our budget. We thought we'd be building the porch ourselves, but it got a bit bigger and more complicated pretty quickly . . . I hope it doesn't look to weird without a new porch at all, for now. We're planning on building the pergola ourselves, but its included in the plans for now. &lt;br /&gt;
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We sent the plans out to four contractors this week for bids. We've got all our fingers and toes crossed that we aren't bowled over by the quotes. I'm sure we will be. That porch is going to kill us I'm sure. But we're hoping for the best.&lt;br /&gt;
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Now as we wait we're making lists of all the interior details we should incorporate. We've only got one shot at making this our perfect home - what details do we need to add to our list? A place for dog collars and leashes for sure, for hanging scarves in my closet, hardwired Internet . . . what else!?&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ourlittlebeehive/LFJD/~4/chEYyRdPh_I" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.ourlittlebeehive.com/feeds/5674294413530311509/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.ourlittlebeehive.com/2013/04/final-floor-plans.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3717558816454849725/posts/default/5674294413530311509?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3717558816454849725/posts/default/5674294413530311509?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ourlittlebeehive/LFJD/~3/chEYyRdPh_I/final-floor-plans.html" title="Final Floor Plans" /><author><name>Our Little Beehive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04095756124844698874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RCZr3yWpK-o/TTeocPE3m5I/AAAAAAAACEs/O29rltg09_A/S220/avatar-1.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JuF5CNgEEt4/UWBkXXk_0HI/AAAAAAAAEoM/kbqQ9v38IC0/s72-c/addition+hip+roof+double+windows+2nd+floor+130328.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.ourlittlebeehive.com/2013/04/final-floor-plans.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUYNRHgzeCp7ImA9WhBXF0o.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3717558816454849725.post-740530988204193493</id><published>2013-03-31T20:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2013-03-31T20:46:35.680-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2013-03-31T20:46:35.680-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="eat" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="carrot cake" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="cake" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="dessert" /><title>The Best Carrot Cake w/ Cream Cheese Frosting (really!)</title><content type="html">I love, love, love carrot cake. Of course that means I'm nuts for cream cheese frosting too. I only make carrot cake once or twice a year, usually at Easter, so it really needs to be delicious 'cause I'll probably eat half of it. This carrot cake recipe is chock full of carrots and is lighter than your standard bakery cake since it uses very little oil. That means you can have a second piece for breakfast the next morning. I will. &lt;br /&gt;
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This cream cheese frosting is the best I've ever tried . . . and I've tried lots. It's cream cheesy, not too sweet, and it's not super runny - my biggest pet peeve with cream cheese frosting. It holds up beautifully and is delicious. I wish I had doubled the batch just so I would have had enough left to lick from the bowl. So good.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Lighter Carrot Cake&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Amazingly Delicious Cream Cheese Frosting&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;for the cake&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
2 c. sugar&lt;br /&gt;
3 eggs&lt;br /&gt;
1 c. unsweetened applesauce&lt;br /&gt;
1/4 c. canola oil&lt;br /&gt;
1 t. vanilla&lt;br /&gt;
2 c. flour&lt;br /&gt;
1 t. baking soda&lt;br /&gt;
1 1/2 t. baking powder&lt;br /&gt;
1/2 t. salt&lt;br /&gt;
1 t. cinnamon&lt;br /&gt;
1/4 t. nutmeg&lt;br /&gt;
2 c. shredded carrots&lt;br /&gt;
8oz can crushed pineapple in juice &lt;br /&gt;
1 c. coconut, packed loosely&lt;br /&gt;
1 c. chopped nuts (optional)&lt;br /&gt;
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16oz light cream cheese (2 bars)&lt;br /&gt;
1 1/2 c. powdered sugar, sifted very well&lt;br /&gt;
1 t. vanilla&lt;br /&gt;
1 c. heavy cream, cold&lt;br /&gt;
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Preheat oven to 350 degrees, grease and flour three 8" round pans&lt;br /&gt;
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1. With an electric mixer beat sugar and eggs until pale and fluffy&lt;br /&gt;
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2. Add canola oil, applesauce and vanilla, mix well&lt;br /&gt;
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3. Add flour, soda, powder, salt, cinnamon and nutmeg, mix until combined&lt;br /&gt;
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4. Add carrots, pineapple, coconut and nuts, mix to combine&lt;br /&gt;
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5. Pour evenly into prepared pans &lt;br /&gt;
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6. Bake at 350 for 30-35 minutes until a tootpick in the center comes out clean &lt;br /&gt;
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Allow to cool completely before frosting with cream cheese frosting&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Make the Frosting&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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1. Sift the powdered sugar&lt;br /&gt;
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2. With an electric mixer beat the cream cheese, sugar and vanilla just until smooth&lt;br /&gt;
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3. In a separate bowl and with clean beaters, beat the heavy cream until stiff peaks form&lt;br /&gt;
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4. Add whipped cream to the cream cheese mixture and mix just to combine - DO NOT over mix&lt;br /&gt;
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This cream cheese frosting is very stable, but the frosted cake should be stored in the refrigerator.&lt;br /&gt;
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But we'd also like a powder room on the first floor because someone told me a first floor bathroom is a must for potty training. And I'd like to have a master bathroom so I don't have to share a bathroom with a little boy learning to aim. I bet S wishes he'd wished for a girl right about now.&lt;br /&gt;
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Perhaps most of all I want a closet that's big enough to fit all my clothes in one place. Right now my clothes are in the guest closet, the armoire in the guest room and a bunch of boxes in the attic. In all fairness, the clothes in the attic don't fit my squishy post-baby body (as if the ones in my closet do), but they will, damnit, and I want them lined up nicely with the rest of my clothes. All in one place. A bonus to having all my clothes in one place is that it's then easy to purge those clothes when I accept that by the time these clothes fit again, they most definitely will not be in style anymore. I fully expect another huge Goodwill donation deduction on our taxes this year, assuming this addition is finished this year. There's some motivation to get the work finished this year!&lt;br /&gt;
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So armed with all our ideas about what we'd like in an addition and why, we started talking with contractors. And they all gave us rough ideas of what they'd do. One of the guys we spoke with is the guy who did our basement. We adore our basement. In his quote he allowed for an amount for an architect. We decided to interview a few architects in addition to the guy he recommended. That's when we found Rob. Unlike many of the architects in our area, he gave us a fixed-price quote to design an addition within the scope we laid out, which, by the way, went from 8'x10' to 15'x28' over the course of this whole several month long process.&lt;br /&gt;
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We first met with Rob six weeks ago. A month after we met he presented us with three ideas - small, medium and large. S and I both liked large - it maximized the use of both the new and old spaces. But we weren't in love with the exterior of version 3. It was really similar to lots of houses in our area with additions on the side (there really aren't that many), but it didn't leave me saying "wow." So Rob went back to his office and whipped up a version with dormer windows, based off a house near us that I love.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4aAhpoiu_7U/UUkaTIv0EQI/AAAAAAAAEmk/DtM53drWs88/s1600/Dormer.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4aAhpoiu_7U/UUkaTIv0EQI/AAAAAAAAEmk/DtM53drWs88/s1600/Dormer.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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I adored how cute the addition looked, but when we learned how the dormers would affect the interior space and that it meant losing a bedroom to accommodate the master bath, we nixed it. Well, I nixed it since S had already nixed it based on his opinion that it looked liked two entirely different houses slapped together. Whatevs.&lt;br /&gt;
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With my beloved dormer version off the table, I left version 3 printed, sitting on the dining room table (next to S's coat) so I could see it all day long. It was growing on me last week.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ud7X8otuLKI/UUkbCycB0UI/AAAAAAAAEms/qtjjKsuwyIg/s1600/Single+window+gable.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ud7X8otuLKI/UUkbCycB0UI/AAAAAAAAEms/qtjjKsuwyIg/s1600/Single+window+gable.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
But something about the gable end facing the driveway/road made the addition seem too big. I love how our house is small and cute, this version seemed to get too far away from "cute." Yes, I did use the word 'cute' repeatedly with the architect. I'm sure it is maddening for him to work with a woman who wanted 15'x28' on a 22'x28' house to look "cute." I do know when I'm sounding irrational, but there's no other word to describe what I want the house to look like. &lt;br /&gt;
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So in a conversation earlier this week I asked for a hip roof version. Our house does not have a hip roof, but outside of my office window I can see a couple houses that do. It seems as though the original developer back in the day alternated hip and regular roofs in our neighborhood. I've always been a little envious of those hip roofs. And of all those non-corner lots where people can put big 'ole additions off the back and not worry a bit about how it affects the facade of their home. But I digress.&lt;br /&gt;
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This is what we got:&lt;br /&gt;
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And I fell in love.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;
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We chatted a little more, I asked for a two window version so we could rule that out since we'd decided that on the original version 3 drawing we liked one window more than two. I sent Rob a photo of a brick house with and addition with dark gray siding that I liked and a house with a porch with chunky columns that I liked. And I asked for a pergola. Because who doesn't like a pergola?&lt;br /&gt;
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This is what we got:&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span id="goog_1561209377"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1561209378"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;And I said "wow." And "that's cute."&lt;br /&gt;
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Adding a little color makes all the difference, no? I don't even mind that it's siding and not brick (brick is not in our budget.) I love the addition of the trim board between the two stories like I'd find in a historic colonial back at home. &lt;br /&gt;
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So now our big decision is to choose between the double window version above, or the single window version below.&lt;br /&gt;
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I thought I was going to like the single window version more, but I like them both a lot. Enough that I can't decide. At all. Seriously, it could be a coin-toss kind of decision for me. &lt;br /&gt;
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My knee-jerk reaction is that more windows is always better, but more windows could mean less room for an entry closet downstairs. And it could mean that having an open bathroom door upstairs wouldn't flood light down a center hallway into the master bedroom at the back of the house. This would make much more sense if I had an electronic version of the initial floor plans to share. But I don't. So just trust me, it's a hard decision.&lt;br /&gt;
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We've resolved to design the inside around the exterior plan, so I need to let go of my initial ideas of what the floor plans will look like. But I know I want lots more storage and windows don't work well with closets. But most of all I want the outside the look good, so it doesn't matter what I think about windows and closets. Oh the decisions! They're paralyzing I tell ya! What do you think? Which would you choose? &lt;br /&gt;
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All I know is that now that we've nailed down an exterior style, this whole addition daydream is feeling a whole lot more real and whole lot of exciting. And cue the sleepless nights worrying about budget....&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ourlittlebeehive/LFJD/~4/mjyGH_Qiw2U" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.ourlittlebeehive.com/feeds/2148259570442587752/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.ourlittlebeehive.com/2013/03/weve-got-some-drawings.html#comment-form" title="8 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3717558816454849725/posts/default/2148259570442587752?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3717558816454849725/posts/default/2148259570442587752?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ourlittlebeehive/LFJD/~3/mjyGH_Qiw2U/weve-got-some-drawings.html" title="We've Got Some Drawings!" /><author><name>Our Little Beehive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04095756124844698874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RCZr3yWpK-o/TTeocPE3m5I/AAAAAAAACEs/O29rltg09_A/S220/avatar-1.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4aAhpoiu_7U/UUkaTIv0EQI/AAAAAAAAEmk/DtM53drWs88/s72-c/Dormer.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>8</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.ourlittlebeehive.com/2013/03/weve-got-some-drawings.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEACR3g7eyp7ImA9WhBQFk4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3717558816454849725.post-9040127059059933032</id><published>2013-03-18T15:59:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2013-03-18T15:59:26.603-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2013-03-18T15:59:26.603-04:00</app:edited><title>My Favorite Kitchen Tool</title><content type="html">My mom came to visit last week and while she was here she helped that with a little cooking. While cooking chicken or something like that she accidentally snapped the handle off my favorite kitchen tool. I didn't realize it was my favorite kitchen tool until I no longer had it to use. I was totally lost without it this weekend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's my favorite kitchen too? The lasagna spatula.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='https://picasaweb.google.com/112133502000550007782/OurLittleBeehive03?authkey=Gv1sRgCOjIzq7sw8SiJA#5856775307060778434'&gt;&lt;img src='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-L_z_chb5jSI/UUdyHHqjFcI/AAAAAAAAEmU/Jd5D3d4TYNM/s288/0.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not even a fan of pasta and I don't like tomato sauce so I'm certainly not using my lasagna spatula for lasagna. But the thing is just so useful. I use it for cutting, turning, sautéing, cooking everything, even cleaning cooked on stuff off a skillet. I forgot that she'd broken it and on Saturday I was looking all over for it while making scrambled eggs. It's the best for keeping the eggs from cooking to the pan. It's just my favorite tool ever. I could go without any cooking spoons and just use my lasagna spatula.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today armed with my 20% off bed bath and beyond coupon I bought myself a new what lasagna spatula. Thank goodness they still make it. I resisted buying two to have a back-up, but now I'm thinking I might need to go back.  Totally ridiculous that this is my favorite kitchen tool, right? What's your favorite kitchen gadget?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ourlittlebeehive/LFJD/~4/W1C4q96mJVM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.ourlittlebeehive.com/feeds/9040127059059933032/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.ourlittlebeehive.com/2013/03/my-favorite-kitchen-tool.html#comment-form" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3717558816454849725/posts/default/9040127059059933032?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3717558816454849725/posts/default/9040127059059933032?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ourlittlebeehive/LFJD/~3/W1C4q96mJVM/my-favorite-kitchen-tool.html" title="My Favorite Kitchen Tool" /><author><name>Our Little Beehive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04095756124844698874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RCZr3yWpK-o/TTeocPE3m5I/AAAAAAAACEs/O29rltg09_A/S220/avatar-1.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-L_z_chb5jSI/UUdyHHqjFcI/AAAAAAAAEmU/Jd5D3d4TYNM/s72-c/0.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.ourlittlebeehive.com/2013/03/my-favorite-kitchen-tool.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A04EQng5cSp7ImA9WhBQE0Q.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3717558816454849725.post-7049474684737255865</id><published>2013-03-15T22:11:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2013-03-15T22:11:43.629-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2013-03-15T22:11:43.629-04:00</app:edited><title>Bye Bye G. Reader</title><content type="html">I've been a fan of Google Reader forever. Apparently I'm the only one and I can't believe it's &lt;a href="http://www.cnbc.com/id/100551942" target="_blank"&gt;going away&lt;/a&gt;. Tonight I downloaded the Feedly app on my phone and for Mozilla on my laptop. I thought it was a possible replacement for reader on my phone, but on my laptop it's just kinda confusing. Ok maybe not confusing, but it's different. How well do you handle change? Yeah, me neither.&lt;br /&gt;
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Maybe I don't need an alternative to reader. Maybe I need to work my bookmarks a little more, visit blogs and enjoy them as they're meant to be read. No one does that anymore do they? Either way, I'm sad to see reader go. Not as sad as I would have been two years ago when I was keeping up with reading it daily instead of monthly as I do now, but I'll miss it.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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What are you all doing to replace your reader? Or are you in the majority that doesn't use reader? &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ourlittlebeehive/LFJD/~4/eFM6DJv-4cM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.ourlittlebeehive.com/feeds/7049474684737255865/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.ourlittlebeehive.com/2013/03/bye-bye-g-reader.html#comment-form" title="11 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3717558816454849725/posts/default/7049474684737255865?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3717558816454849725/posts/default/7049474684737255865?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ourlittlebeehive/LFJD/~3/eFM6DJv-4cM/bye-bye-g-reader.html" title="Bye Bye G. Reader" /><author><name>Our Little Beehive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04095756124844698874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RCZr3yWpK-o/TTeocPE3m5I/AAAAAAAACEs/O29rltg09_A/S220/avatar-1.gif" /></author><thr:total>11</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.ourlittlebeehive.com/2013/03/bye-bye-g-reader.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Ck8NRXg6fyp7ImA9WhBREE8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3717558816454849725.post-5952261345700503490</id><published>2013-02-27T22:08:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2013-02-27T22:08:14.617-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2013-02-27T22:08:14.617-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="art" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="growth chart" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="baby" /><title>Ruler Growth Chart - Pinterest Challenge</title><content type="html">I tackled a couple of projects for this round of the Pinterest Challenge, but the second one requires a really intense session with the glue stick that I have yet to schedule. Maybe we'll get friendly this weekend. I did, however, finish a project that I've had pinned forever - the GIANT ruler growth chart that I'm sure you've seen before. I've loved it since I first laid eyes on it, especially since we move so often (in theory, knock on wood we haven't had to lately.)&lt;br /&gt;
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I was pretty sure that my mom had never seen a giant growth chart ruler before. I sent her a couple of texts all coy saying something like "you'll never guess what I'm making." Then when I talked to her later and told her what it was, she said she'd cut one out of a magazine and thought it was a great gift idea for M. She probably knew about giant ruler growth charts before any of us. &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Materials&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;li&gt;1"x10"x6' pine board&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;stain of your choice&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;mailbox stencils&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;black acrylic paint&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;stencil sponge &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;sharpie&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;ruler&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;any square edge tool&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;polyurethane&amp;nbsp; &lt;/li&gt;
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We started out with a 1"x10"x6' piece of pine that I stained with two coats of "special walnut" from a sample we had leftover from when we were trying to match our pine basement stairs to our oat floors (not a match at all.)&lt;br /&gt;
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When that was relatively dry I put a drop cloth down on our dining room table, stuck Little M in his tower and started making my marks. I promise he's not all limp from the fumes, he's just begging for more food.&lt;br /&gt;
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I decided to start at 6" to allow enough room for baseboard molding when we mount it. This allowed for a 6'6" growth chart. All of M's uncles and grandpas are well over 6' tall, but I think 6'6" is good, no? &lt;br /&gt;
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We paused for a snack.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WOW23slpUEM/US6-3ZMNhtI/AAAAAAAAElU/Xzj-G1vNEAg/s1600/Taking+a+bite.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WOW23slpUEM/US6-3ZMNhtI/AAAAAAAAElU/Xzj-G1vNEAg/s1600/Taking+a+bite.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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I began by marking the foot marks lightly in pencil. Then I measured a half dozen times to make for absolute sure I marked them in the right place. I'd marked the 2' mark wrong. I fixed that and continued. Then I pulled up a picture of an old-school wooden ruler on S's iPad and used that as a guideline for how long to make each of my marks.&lt;br /&gt;
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On the old-school ruler photo the foot mark (or inch mark on the actual 
old rulers) was a tad shorter to allow space for the black number, so I 
made my ruler looks the same. The 1/2' marks are the longest, the foot marks the second longest, the 1/4' and 3/4' marks as the next longest and the inches are the shortest. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YTBuPZxfYjw/US6-2RUoeYI/AAAAAAAAEk4/2wMx3hL13zg/s1600/Lines.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YTBuPZxfYjw/US6-2RUoeYI/AAAAAAAAEk4/2wMx3hL13zg/s1600/Lines.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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After I had all my light pencil marks at each inch, I pulled out a quilting square an a regular sized black Sharpie. I used the square edge to make sure each of my inch marks ran precisely perpendicular to the edge of the board. Maybe overkill, but it made the whole thing look really crisp and even. I started each line 1/4" from the edge of the board just to make things look all neat and tidy too.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qzkfTM48sXg/US6-3CgJQCI/AAAAAAAAElQ/BGU__rpSEC8/s1600/Squaring+lines.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qzkfTM48sXg/US6-3CgJQCI/AAAAAAAAElQ/BGU__rpSEC8/s1600/Squaring+lines.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Once all the inch marks were made with my Sharpie and my back was killing me from hunching over for hours, I moved on to stenciling the foot marking numbers. Let me save you some time here. The stencils I used are from the giant orange home improvement store. They were in the paint area hanging near the stain. Not with the mail boxes. Not at Target, JoAnn, Michael's or A.C. Moore. They had no stencil numbers of any size. Little M was so annoyed I hadn't thought to go to the orange place first.&lt;br /&gt;
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So I took those stencils that cost less than the fuel it took me to finally find them and taped them down to the ruler using painter's tape. I hope to use them again someday and wanted to use something that would come off the stencils easily. Regardless, I think I'd probably only get two or three uses out of the cardboard stencils before they would start to fall apart. &lt;br /&gt;
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I used a foam stencil brush loaded very, very lightly with some black acrylic paint I used a few years ago to paint our front door. I very gently and lightly dabbed on the black paint, let it dry and then did a second coat.&lt;br /&gt;
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Once everything is good and dry, you'll want to brush on a few coats of a good quality poly sealer. I have yet to do this step because that's definitely an outdoor projects and we haven't had poly friendly weather lately.&lt;br /&gt;
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I'm not in too big a rush to seal it up since we're not going to hang it 'til we've figured out our whole possible addition project. I want to make sure it has a prominent location, possibly in the new mudroom. We are, however, keeping track of Little M's length measurements so we can add them with a thin black sharpie as soon as we've got our GIANT ruler on the wall. It's hard to believe he's grown a whole foot in one year. Crazypants. &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;
We’ve been talking space around here – as in an addition. Given
the market where we live, it makes sense to invest in our home, so after months
of deliberation we hired an architect to help us figure things out. Because we’re
on a corner lot our only real option is to add onto the side of the house. This
means the façade of the house is going to change significantly. I don’t want to
lose the cute colonial look…hence, the architect. It’s been a few weeks since
he came out to measure every wall in our home top to bottom; we hope to see
some sketches in a week or two. It seems like this is a slow process. I'm trying not to wish the time away since every week that passes means my baby gets bigger.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;
Stop growing up so fast, Little M.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;
S has been home for.ev.er. Since Christmas he’s only been on
one overnight trip and it was for one night. One! Hello? What happened to being
gone 50% of the time? I’d say I’m not complaining, but I am. In order for this
here today, gone tomorrow lifestyle to work, Little M and I have to practice
our solo time. Besides, I want cheese and crackers for dinner. &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;
Mamie and PawPaw were here this week. Little M has so much
fun with them. I love it when they visit. He went on a play date to his Nola’s
house today (S’s parents) with my mom. A nannies and baby play date. How cute is
that?&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;
Feeney pulled my mom over &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;and hurt her arm while lunging for another dog
when we were out for a walk yesterday and then today he ate Little M’s ribs
&amp;amp; mashed potatoes straight off the kitchen counter when I walked out of the
room to change M’s diaper. He’s in the dog house. At least he would be if we
had one.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;
I’m hoping to move my sewing area from downstairs up to my
office. It’s such a nice space with all the windows that I’m thinking it would
be nice to do projects in there on the weekends. &lt;/div&gt;
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Who am I kidding thinking I have time without a monkey
hanging from my leg to do projects on the weekends?&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;
Last weekend I worked on a project I’ve had pinned for
months&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;and months. I’m pretty psyched
about it. It needs a few coats of poly, which will have to wait ‘til the
weather warms a little, and then it will be ready to hang. Of course S is
telling me we can’t hang anything (including curtains in the living room) until
the addition is finished. So that’s like months from now. Hopefully not a dozen
months.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;
Speaking of weather, Feeney is desperate need of a shave and
a haircut, two bits. We have a hot water faucet outside for winter baths, but I
can’t very well bathe him outside if it’s 28 degrees and spitting snow like it
has been every weekend lately. I’m ready to throw in the towel and shave him in
the bathroom and just have the shop vac going to suck up all the fur. &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;
How do you teach a seven-year-old dog to stop freaking out
at other dogs? Short of a lobotomy, of course. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;We’re told he wasn’t socialized properly as a
young pup.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;
I picked the trash of a neighbor in broad daylight a couple weeks ago to grab a
stacked glass ball lamp. The bulb assembly was broken. I replaced it for $3.99
and bought a new shade. Love it. And I’m only mildly uncomfortable with the fact
that the neighbor probably saw me. It’s ok though, I don’t really know any of
them well so I’m mildly uncomfortable every time we’re together anyway. Nothing
lost there.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;
Little M didn't want to nurse very much a couple weeks ago. I freaked out since I have a breastfeeding goal of at least 18 months, but really want to go to 2 years. My body went nuts with the sudden supply decrease and the happy breastfeeding hormones must have dropped because I was really unhappy. I worked to get my supply back, Little M is back to nursing regularly, I'm happy again and I've decided I can never stop. Ever.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;
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&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;
Hello Time Magazine.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;
I've started running much more in the past month. It's not hard to run "much more" when the baseline for the past year has been once a week. Running affects my milk supply hence the issue above. End of the TMI.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;
On any given day our house is perfectly neat and tidy, but
doesn’t look beautiful anymore. The monkey gets into everything so we don’t
have too many decorative items out. And then there’s the space issue; namely
that we have everyone’s shoes, coats and a drop-your-shit-here stuff in our
dining room by the back door. It drives me mad. Absolutely MAD.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;
I finally pulled out our winter duvet that I bought at West
Elm two winters ago. I never brought it out last year because I had a newborn
and swapping a duvet was the last thing on my mind. I like the way our bedroom looks. Minus the pile of crap on S's dresser. I need horse blinders so I won't see the pile anymore.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;
Why on earth did they have to kill off Matthew? &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ourlittlebeehive/LFJD/~4/5smXsXYVTOU" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.ourlittlebeehive.com/feeds/8385710606201119082/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.ourlittlebeehive.com/2013/02/whats-going-on.html#comment-form" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3717558816454849725/posts/default/8385710606201119082?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3717558816454849725/posts/default/8385710606201119082?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ourlittlebeehive/LFJD/~3/5smXsXYVTOU/whats-going-on.html" title="What’s Going On?" /><author><name>Our Little Beehive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04095756124844698874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RCZr3yWpK-o/TTeocPE3m5I/AAAAAAAACEs/O29rltg09_A/S220/avatar-1.gif" /></author><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.ourlittlebeehive.com/2013/02/whats-going-on.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0cESHw7cCp7ImA9WhBSFUs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3717558816454849725.post-8269582107843791319</id><published>2013-02-22T16:36:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2013-02-22T16:36:49.208-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2013-02-22T16:36:49.208-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="kids" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="living room" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="baby" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="toys" /><title>Our Toy Rotation Plan</title><content type="html">We've been slowly amassing a hoard of toys for little M since he was born. Throw in the holidays and his birthday, and things were getting downright overwhelming. Before he was born I thought that we'd have a dozen or so toys for him at any given stage, and that I wouldn't let toys overtake my house. Now I realize that not only do toys last through more than one stage, but buying toys is fun! And free and really cheap toys off my local mom's list are nearly impossible to resist.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
We certainly don't have as many toys as most people I know. But we have a small house that we try to keep as clutter-free as possible, and just after Christmas I was feeling overwhelmed. So I set out to figure out a toy rotation plan. After searching for inspiration, I found a few posts on the website Intelligent Nest about "&lt;a href="http://intelligentnest.com/2012/10/04/rethinking-the-playroom/"&gt;rethinking the playroom&lt;/a&gt;" that resonated with me. She explained that her kids would play with the same few toys all the time and ignore the rest. In one of her toy rotation posts she explained that kids learn from new experiences, but if they keep seeing the same toys in the same place all the time, they lose interest and stop playing with them because the toys have become predictable. She explains that toy rotations, which are most effective for infants through 5 or 6 year olds, are done in early education environments all the time. She really hit the nail (or the bright peg toy) on the head: little M was bored with toys he found fascinating just a few weeks ago.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I read that an every-fifth-day rotation is ideal, but we decided on a once a week rotation to keep things easy and because little M is only home and awake for a couple hours, max, each day. (We rotate Friday night, but I should point that little M does get noticeably less interested in his toys by Thursday.)&lt;br /&gt;
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One night after little M was in bed, I printed out a list of 13 categories and went through all of Little M's toys, assigning them to categories. I determined that based on the number of toys, we could do a three week rotation. I pulled out all of little M's toys and made three piles by taking an equal number of toys from each category - from some categories I took one toy, from others I took two or three. I made the weeks loosely themed - we have airplane week, which has his toy planes and books about planes and tractor week with his tractor toys and some farm books. Because he's learning to walk right now, we kept out his walker to use as a bin for his soft toys each week and his stacking cups, which I occasionally use to give him sips of my tea or soup. His play kitchen is always out in our dining room, but I move around the kitchen accessories so he has new stuff to play with each week.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;13 Toy Rotation Categories&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
1. Active play - riding, pushing, etc.&lt;br /&gt;
2. Art (we don't have any of these yet) - drawing, cutting, painting, taping&lt;br /&gt;
3. Building - blocks, Legos&lt;br /&gt;
4. Dress-up &amp;amp; Dramatic play - tool belt, princess dresses, baby dolls&lt;br /&gt;
5. Science - gears, cause &amp;amp; effect toys, mixing colors&lt;br /&gt;
6. Math - counting, shape sorting&lt;br /&gt;
7. Manipulating toys - small items that are used to focus on fine motor coordination like screws and latch boards&lt;br /&gt;
8. Literacy - books &amp;amp; pictures&lt;br /&gt;
9. Music - we have an abundance of music toys, our favorite!&lt;br /&gt;
10. Logic - puzzles&lt;br /&gt;
11. Wheels - any kind of vehicle with wheels&lt;br /&gt;
12. Stuffed animals &amp;amp; dolls&lt;br /&gt;
13. Balls - this is little M's favorite category!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I neatly packed two weeks of toys into two bins that I store in my office. Because we spend most of our family and play time in our living room, I  arranged the third pile of toys in the cubbies of our coffee table.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I was skeptical of the rotation plan at first. We have some really nice toys and I'm all too aware that little M is growing and changing at lightning speed; I was afraid he'd "outgrow" a toy in the two weeks it was in storage. But we decided to give the plan three weeks, and three full rotations before deciding if toy rotation is for us.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
OH MY GOODNESS! I am a total toy rotation convert! Saturday mornings have been like Christmas here since we started the rotation seven Saturdays ago. Little M is SO EXCITED to see the new toys when we come downstairs on Saturdays. He goes through them like a hurricane and plays with everything! Nothing goes untouched. My fear of his outgrowing toys was totally unfounded; he's still interested in everything. Best of all, I haven't bought a single new toy since we started the plan; there hasn't been a need at all. And our house isn't overrun with toys anymore. Whew!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Do you have a toy rotation plan? Are you ready to try it out and join me as a toy rotation convert?&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ourlittlebeehive/LFJD/~4/spu_ddC7IT8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.ourlittlebeehive.com/feeds/8269582107843791319/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.ourlittlebeehive.com/2013/02/our-toy-rotation-plan.html#comment-form" title="4 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3717558816454849725/posts/default/8269582107843791319?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3717558816454849725/posts/default/8269582107843791319?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ourlittlebeehive/LFJD/~3/spu_ddC7IT8/our-toy-rotation-plan.html" title="Our Toy Rotation Plan" /><author><name>Our Little Beehive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04095756124844698874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RCZr3yWpK-o/TTeocPE3m5I/AAAAAAAACEs/O29rltg09_A/S220/avatar-1.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Byn6ak8fWtU/USfkp41JWxI/AAAAAAAAEkI/iteqkJRfdP0/s72-c/toy+rotation+plan.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>4</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.ourlittlebeehive.com/2013/02/our-toy-rotation-plan.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0cHQXw_fSp7ImA9WhBSFUs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3717558816454849725.post-5344987414412910582</id><published>2013-02-15T23:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2013-02-22T16:37:10.245-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2013-02-22T16:37:10.245-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="living room" /><title>Blue to Gray to </title><content type="html">Waaaay back when Hurricane Sandy hit, Bower Power and friends were hosting a fall Pinterest Challenge. I was so in. I had a photo pinned of a living room with a navy blue accent wall, a huge window and a white couch. I've loved that room forever. It was my inspiration for M's nursery (well that and our navy and hot pink wedding.) I jumped in, psyched to finally be painting my navy blue living room accent wall.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
In anticipation of the hurricane, we stocked up on much needed essentials - a couple gallons of water and a gallon of navy blue paint. I got to work painting the wall behind our mounted TV in the living room while S played with Little M. I pinched a few pennies and didn't buy our usual Benjamin Moore paint, so it was a little stinky in the room. I opened all the windows and screen door to air the place out at bit while I painted. Then, at 4:30, I heard a huge crash, turned to see a tree falling across the street one house down from us and the lights went out. The house was about 55 degrees at that point since I'd let all the heat out. And it was getting dark. Aaaaand I've got a ton of frozen milk in our freezer so panic set in. The TV anchor panicked along with me:&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
We saw that our neighbors had extension cords strung across the street to homes where they still had power. In the morning we knocked on the door at the house across the street, asked to borrow power, and strung a cord across. We had just enough juice to power the freezer and a light in the living - just enough light to continue painting. Whew.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
By the time our power was restored we had a dark blue accent wall. Just like my inspiration photo. Except we don't have a white couch. Or a huge window. And our light gray walls suddenly looked pale blue. The navy blue I loved in my inspiration photo, that I adore in my nursery, looked...juvenile. It was not what I'd hoped for at all. Womp, womp, womp.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I tried moving the chairs around. We hung a pendant above the green slipper chair that we stole from my office. I added some fall pumpkins. But nothing really worked. It was ok, but it wasn't great. I didn't love it.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LcU_hTcWGM0/UR8D8XcfujI/AAAAAAAAEjc/c1fg3JLw4a4/s1600/blue+wall+final.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LcU_hTcWGM0/UR8D8XcfujI/AAAAAAAAEjc/c1fg3JLw4a4/s1600/blue+wall+final.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
We lived it with for exactly four weeks...until S went on his next trip and I zipped over to the Benjamin Moore store and bought a quart of the darkest gray on same color card as the living room's pale Iced Cube Silver walls, which, was appropriately called &lt;a href="http://www.benjaminmoore.com/en-us/paint-color/gray" target="_blank"&gt;gray&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Since the label on my quart of Aura paint said I had exactly enough paint to cover the square footage of the accent wall with one coat and I needed two, I decided to paint the entire wall with a 2" brush and not waste any paint on a roller. I painted that entire wall with a 2" brush twice over the course of two evenings after Little M went to bed. And because it was Christmas time and a giant tree was secured to the wall and fortified against little monkeys, and because I was all by myself and couldn't move that tree, I painted around it.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
When S got home, he thought the light from the Christmas tree reflected oddly on the wall. It didn't occur to him that I'd painted the wall around the tree. In three years he hasn't yet learned that he should assume I've painted something every time he returns home. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
And my mom thought we bought a new TV because it blended so nicely with 
the gray wall (she'd seen the blue wall two weeks earlier.) It didn't 
occur to her that I'd painted the wall again.&lt;br /&gt;
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It took us a few weeks after taking down the tree and one embarrassing conversation with an architect where I mentioned that we like to DIY projects and caught her glance at the tree-shaped blue area on the tree-less wall. I waved my arm and said, "and we were more apt to finish those projects before Little M came around." Of course I haven't taken an after photo of the gray wall yet. Little secret - I'm missing the curtains we took down a few months ago. The room doesn't look finished without them, but I'm hesitant to put up new curtains when we've got other big projects in the works that will affect the curtains in here. Maybe I'll ask S to hang the rod back up this weekend for me, just a little interim maneuver. &lt;br /&gt;
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I definitely learned my lesson about coveting rooms that don't resemble mine at all. Navy works beautifully in Little M's room, but I adore the dark gray wall downstairs. &lt;i&gt;And in hindsight this gray would have been the perfect gray for below the chair rail in the dining room - a decision I obsessed over forever!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ourlittlebeehive/LFJD/~4/wffRueGQDj0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.ourlittlebeehive.com/feeds/5344987414412910582/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.ourlittlebeehive.com/2013/02/blue-to-gray-to.html#comment-form" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3717558816454849725/posts/default/5344987414412910582?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3717558816454849725/posts/default/5344987414412910582?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ourlittlebeehive/LFJD/~3/wffRueGQDj0/blue-to-gray-to.html" title="Blue to Gray to " /><author><name>Our Little Beehive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04095756124844698874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RCZr3yWpK-o/TTeocPE3m5I/AAAAAAAACEs/O29rltg09_A/S220/avatar-1.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9WrHYiUj5lY/UR8D6N0T3rI/AAAAAAAAEjM/TAZcuPE1k-I/s72-c/blue+wall+resized+2.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.ourlittlebeehive.com/2013/02/blue-to-gray-to.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0cCQn86cCp7ImA9WhBSFUs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3717558816454849725.post-1534960048379309047</id><published>2013-02-13T21:49:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2013-02-22T16:37:43.118-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2013-02-22T16:37:43.118-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="eat" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="baby led weaning" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="baby food" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="eat baby eat" /><title>Valentine's Bento</title><content type="html">Little M totes a bento to daycare each day along with a couple of bottles of mummy milk. On Valentine's day he'll be opening his lunch box to find this little treat.&lt;br /&gt;
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Ok so his daycare momma will be the one doing the opening. And it's unlikely he'll notice anything except that mummy packed all of his favorites, if he even notices that. But at least I had fun packing this lunch! And I'm sure he'll go nuts for the brownies - a treat he rarely gets.&lt;br /&gt;
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If all else fails, I'm sure he'll notice the big, red mylar balloon waiting for him in the living room when he comes downstairs tomorrow morning.&lt;br /&gt;
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Now this is what I looked forward to most when I had a baby! Are you doing anything special for Valentine's day?&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ourlittlebeehive/LFJD/~4/qo0RyQxjr28" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.ourlittlebeehive.com/feeds/1534960048379309047/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.ourlittlebeehive.com/2013/02/little-m-totes-bento-to-daycare-each.html#comment-form" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3717558816454849725/posts/default/1534960048379309047?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3717558816454849725/posts/default/1534960048379309047?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ourlittlebeehive/LFJD/~3/qo0RyQxjr28/little-m-totes-bento-to-daycare-each.html" title="Valentine's Bento" /><author><name>Our Little Beehive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04095756124844698874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RCZr3yWpK-o/TTeocPE3m5I/AAAAAAAACEs/O29rltg09_A/S220/avatar-1.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P5mebyOuvHE/URxQYi0q6EI/AAAAAAAAEik/RT4VaUGfWTw/s72-c/bento+2.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.ourlittlebeehive.com/2013/02/little-m-totes-bento-to-daycare-each.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkACRX8_eSp7ImA9WhBTEk0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3717558816454849725.post-581362818680955642</id><published>2013-02-06T22:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2013-02-06T22:46:04.141-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2013-02-06T22:46:04.141-05:00</app:edited><title>13 Months Down</title><content type="html">M turned 13 months old a few weeks ago. We spent the first half of month 13 in Maine with my parents before returning home for the New Year. Month 13 was filled with holidays and fun. Both of our Christmases were a blast! &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span id="goog_1639352995"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1639352996"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;It takes me forever to write these monthly posts, but I think I’m going to keep them up until Little M is two. I used last year’s updates to make a 2013 calendar with bullets of the previous year’s highlights. It was a big hit with the grandparents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;HOLIDAYS &amp;amp; TRAVEL&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went Christmas tree hunting on my parents’ farm two weekends before Christmas. It was very chilly so we bundled Little M in his snow pants, winter jacket, fleece lined hat and boots and stuck him in the Ergo. He was awake for the entire walk into the woods and then fell asleep as soon as we turned around. He woke to the sound of the chain saw just in time to see the tree fall. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1639353000"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1639353001"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oNbD2GGO20A/URMgiV86u0I/AAAAAAAAEg4/dpn3C9mxtyI/s1600/Christmas+tree+hunt.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oNbD2GGO20A/URMgiV86u0I/AAAAAAAAEg4/dpn3C9mxtyI/s1600/Christmas+tree+hunt.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once the tree was up he helped Mamie &amp;amp; PawPaw string lights one afternoon. And then became quite fascinated with taking ornaments off and attempting to put them back on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-twBtSNwhWAM/URMgi-3KOkI/AAAAAAAAEg8/3uIkVFd-h_c/s1600/Decorating+tree.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-twBtSNwhWAM/URMgi-3KOkI/AAAAAAAAEg8/3uIkVFd-h_c/s1600/Decorating+tree.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas! It was a huge hit, we had so much fun! We went out for Christmas dinner and M was such a good diner. He ate some lobster, but he was mostly interested in the fruit from the buffet and the puffs I brought for him. Dinner was a couple hours long and he was such a good boy the whole time. He’s such a good sport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xJ6itg2IqvM/URMgi0iUJ0I/AAAAAAAAEhA/Y04dweETpaU/s1600/Christmas.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xJ6itg2IqvM/URMgi0iUJ0I/AAAAAAAAEhA/Y04dweETpaU/s1600/Christmas.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mamie gave Little M and PawPaw kazoos in their stockings. Dada only had to demonstrate a couple times before M “got” it. He and PawPaw had several kazoo concerts with my mom playing Christmas carols on the piano. He’s still loving his kazoo and will have concerts with PawPaw on the phone with Facetime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aN7Xz03t1Bw/URMgjjgCL-I/AAAAAAAAEhY/Q-QBIFpUygc/s1600/Kazoo.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aN7Xz03t1Bw/URMgjjgCL-I/AAAAAAAAEhY/Q-QBIFpUygc/s1600/Kazoo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to the light show at LLBean’s, which was really cool. They had a huge Christmas tree in their Discovery park and every evening on the hour they had a ten minute long light show coordinated to a few different songs. M liked the music a lot. He bounced to the beat in the Ergo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got a big snow storm the day before we left Maine and were able to use Little M’s sled again. I was sick as a dog so we didn’t do too many outdoor activities. On our long drive home the day after the storm the traffic was awful. We were on the road with everyone delayed by the storm, everyone planning to travel that day anyway and everyone trying to beat the next day’s storm. S claims it wasn’t bad, but from where I sat with a miserably stuffy nose, I thought it was awful. M was awesome the entire time. He snacked, listened to music, played, read books, laughed at Feeney and napped a little bit. He fell asleep for the night at his normal time about an hour before we got home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once we were back at home we had Christmas #2 with Nola and Grandpa. We called them to come over as soon as M woke up and before he had milk. They were here to see him come down the stairs to see his new play kitchen under the tree.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6MfCd0f82Is/URMglC2aUnI/AAAAAAAAEho/xC-b9EuAckQ/s1600/kitchen.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6MfCd0f82Is/URMglC2aUnI/AAAAAAAAEho/xC-b9EuAckQ/s1600/kitchen.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was really into it – and quite excited by the container of puffs Mummy left in front of it for him. With pre-birthday party, real birthday, Christmas and Christmas #2 all in one month, I think this boy is going to think life is all about presents!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4MBIUFEBt2Y/URMgh295XUI/AAAAAAAAEgw/1RhRYc8zyxs/s1600/Christmas+2.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4MBIUFEBt2Y/URMgh295XUI/AAAAAAAAEgw/1RhRYc8zyxs/s1600/Christmas+2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandpa made Little M a kitchen helper tower and it has proven to be the Best. Gift. Ever. M uses it every single morning while I prepare his breakfast and make my coffee. Over the past few weeks we’ve started to eat breakfast while standing too. He is learning to climb up himself and can get down on his belly if he wants to, but he’s cautious and usually wants help. Of everything we own, the kitchen tower is the one thing I think every kid needs! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jnNPeaKoB58/URMgjo4pTuI/AAAAAAAAEhU/iwPR2dz0YQ0/s1600/Kitchen+tower.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jnNPeaKoB58/URMgjo4pTuI/AAAAAAAAEhU/iwPR2dz0YQ0/s1600/Kitchen+tower.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;PLAY&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little M was really sick for a while when we were on vacation. But before he got sick we went on a little play date with a friend’s 18m old, Everett. All went well until E’s momma held Little M and it was all downhill from there. E was pissed! Everett now hates me and he hates Little M. E is one jealous little boy! Needless to say, we didn’t have any more play dates with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_7Uq86RfpyM/URMgkz2aAHI/AAAAAAAAEhg/oCZqUnjpB7w/s1600/Sled.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_7Uq86RfpyM/URMgkz2aAHI/AAAAAAAAEhg/oCZqUnjpB7w/s1600/Sled.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This month Little M: &lt;br /&gt;Used his new sled in the snow in Maine; danced to the Christmas music as Mamie played the piano and had nightly concerts; emptied PawPaw’s desk drawers daily; played in the laundry basket and then fell out and split his lip, which turned into a big fat lip, with lots and lots of blood; put peg people in the wooden bus; nested the stacking cups; had a big snow storm – M held on tight when we went outside to see PawPaw shovel, the snow was scary; went to a party to watch football and by the end Little M was crowing like a Seahawk, caw caw!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4QL_IJbZGIA/URMgiB5GXuI/AAAAAAAAEg0/ojb_uRuMFLo/s1600/Christmas+outfit.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4QL_IJbZGIA/URMgiB5GXuI/AAAAAAAAEg0/ojb_uRuMFLo/s1600/Christmas+outfit.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Maine we had a big trip to the farm, which was super fun. We ate lunch in the farm store &amp;amp; café and ordered Little M’s first sandwich. He thought it was ok, but was more interested in the kids running around the cafeteria. Afterward we all went out to the farm to see the cows and calves, chickens, ducks, geese and horses. M loved them all except for the geese and he even got to pat a calf in the nursery. The calf licked his hand, it was very cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sTxFtNsW1oA/URMggqKxFMI/AAAAAAAAEgc/H16YOYMCCjs/s1600/Calf.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sTxFtNsW1oA/URMggqKxFMI/AAAAAAAAEgc/H16YOYMCCjs/s1600/Calf.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mamie taught M how to go down the stairs on his belly and hasn’t stopped. If you’re ever curious what we do during our free time, it’s safe to assume we’re doing the stairs. Up and down. Up and down. Up and down. Up and down.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Randomly one day this month, Little M pulled his walker out and started to push it around regularly. He goes right up to it and wedges himself between it and the wall so that he can get it out to play (he also likes to ride in it.) We started a toy rotation and everything is so much more interesting to him now. After breakfast I’ll plop him in the living room and he’ll play independently while I clean up in the kitchen; that never used to happen before the ‘rotation. It’s kind of like Christmas every Saturday morning.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r30naLTmUaM/URMgj45PAxI/AAAAAAAAEhQ/LfLmit2oUkw/s1600/Riding+in+Walker-001.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r30naLTmUaM/URMgj45PAxI/AAAAAAAAEhQ/LfLmit2oUkw/s1600/Riding+in+Walker-001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SICK. YUCK.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little M had his first illness this month a couple of days after his first birthday. It started with a few sniffles, but I think his immune system wasn’t up to snuff because he was pushing through six teeth at once. He was sick for over a week, had a fever for days and slept for upwards of 18 hours each day. He only wanted to eat soup and oranges while he was sick, thankfully my mom had a lot of roasted squash soup frozen and a fridge full of oranges. When he finally felt better he went through his toys like a hurricane, playing like he’d been missing them forever. Of course I got sick as soon as he started to recover and I was miserable, but I powered through to make sure the Christmas stockings were stuffed and hung by the chimney with care! And to play for a few minutes in the snow...in my PJs.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N1B040snBbc/URMgjZhMafI/AAAAAAAAEhI/3jJx1lCJeZI/s1600/Eating+Snow.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N1B040snBbc/URMgjZhMafI/AAAAAAAAEhI/3jJx1lCJeZI/s1600/Eating+Snow.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;EAT&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little M started to show a little bit of pickiness this month and I thought he was slowing down on the sheer volume of food that he eats. But then I realized it was all just because he was sick and before long he was pounding a tall stack of pancakes for breakfast again. His favorite food right now is definitely bananas. Only because we ran out of blueberries though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started to pack little bento boxes for his lunch. It’s helped me be creative with his lunches and I actually enjoy packing them. Right now he’s eating one big meal in the morning, has one of his fruit cups around 11:30 and then has the rest of his bento around 2:30. Sometimes he has a little something to eat when he gets home, but rarely more than a few bites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M loved his sweets this month – he ate his chocolate cupcakes for a full week after his birthday. M and I also made cookies from the special mix that Santa gave him; it was very fun to cook together. He’d probably like cookies more than bananas if I actually let him have cookies more than once a week.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SLEEP&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I looked back at my daily journal I realized that Little M went to bed a full 7 hours earlier on New Year’s eve than he did last year. Thank goodness! His longest sleep this month was 16 hours – until 10am one morning. I was sick as a dog that day, so I was pretty grateful for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a week or two of earlier waking around 7am, but then were back to 7:45/8 each day. Along with those earlier mornings came a week of night wakings that lasted for HOURS. Like awake all night long. It was awful and I was so tired!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around the same time he became very attached to me when we were together, then a week later started the meltdowns at daycare drop off. He went from being happy to leave me and play to holding on tight and wailing when I tried to leave, like a light switch. Maybe the sleep disturbance had to do with developing separation anxiety, who knows. Things are all better now though, so it’s all good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;MISCELLANEOUS&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Dada came home he went in to get M in the morning and M recognized him – he tried to feed Dada LE through the crib slats. M spent the month S was away saying “dada”, but pretty much stopped after he came home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M pointed right at our daycare provider’s son and said his name, “Kife” – he now says PawPaw, Dada, Mummum, ball, dog and Kife. And he barks like a dog. When he sees a dog, he barks. Feeney barks, he barks. Dog in a book? He barks. It’s really funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had his 12m checkup at 13m and he clocked in at 19lbs 15oz – he gained nearly 2 pounds in one month! He’s 31 ¾” long which puts him in the 7th percentile for weight, 75th for height and 75th for his big head. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His overnight diapers are size 4, we went up one size this month when we finally ran out of the size 3 we bought in September. I figured we’d better go up a size when one package lasts so long. His BG 4.0 have two rows of snaps open in the middle and are the second rise setting. He’s wearing mostly 12-18m pants, 6-12m shirts and tops, onesies are anywhere from 6m to 12m. His legs are getting really long and I’m hoping that the 18-24m and 2T stuff that I’ve bought for next winter actually fits him then and not at the height of summer! He’s really good at pushing his arms through the sleeves when he’s getting dressed in the morning; it’s very cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cXzhuAPAnp0/URMgg5fGK3I/AAAAAAAAEgk/xJPObDPuZ3Y/s1600/13m+laugh.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cXzhuAPAnp0/URMgg5fGK3I/AAAAAAAAEgk/xJPObDPuZ3Y/s1600/13m+laugh.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On his 13th month birthday he gave me a kiss. Melt my heart.&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ourlittlebeehive/LFJD/~4/lHlknexD6NI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.ourlittlebeehive.com/feeds/581362818680955642/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.ourlittlebeehive.com/2013/02/13-months-down.html#comment-form" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3717558816454849725/posts/default/581362818680955642?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3717558816454849725/posts/default/581362818680955642?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ourlittlebeehive/LFJD/~3/lHlknexD6NI/13-months-down.html" title="13 Months Down" /><author><name>Our Little Beehive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04095756124844698874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RCZr3yWpK-o/TTeocPE3m5I/AAAAAAAACEs/O29rltg09_A/S220/avatar-1.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XttJw0EeYW0/URMghBrzGbI/AAAAAAAAEgg/d5F3ujHRmmo/s72-c/13m.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.ourlittlebeehive.com/2013/02/13-months-down.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0IDRnY5fSp7ImA9WhBTEE4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3717558816454849725.post-1029161270706568612</id><published>2013-02-04T21:32:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2013-02-04T21:32:57.825-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2013-02-04T21:32:57.825-05:00</app:edited><title>Love for Your House for Valentine's Day</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
I listed this heart pillow cover made from recycled sails in my &lt;a href="https://www.etsy.com/listing/122697155/valentines-day-heart-pillow-cover-made" target="_blank"&gt;Etsy shop&lt;/a&gt; tonight. &lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href="https://www.etsy.com/listing/122697155/valentines-day-heart-pillow-cover-made" target="_blank"&gt;Snatch it up&lt;/a&gt; and show your house some love this Valentine's Day!&lt;/div&gt;
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we've ever known. My Lexi girl had the most amazing life, always surrounded by 
her best friends. She graduated from college with me and went to the office 
every day for several years with me before retiring to the farm when we went to law school. Her days 
were filled with walks on the woods loop, swims in the pool and weekend trips to the cabin.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="userContent"&gt;She was friends with so many people through every stage of our lives together. She had so many experiences in her 14 years, she was such a good buddy. She danced 
with us at our wedding and patiently watched on as Little M learned to 
crawl (toward her) this past summer. She was so happy to have everyone home for Christmas a month ago.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="userContent"&gt;My dad, her bestest friend ever, lay next 
to her all night last night and scratched her ears as she calmly left this 
world. Rest peacefully, sweet Lexi girl. You are so loved.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ourlittlebeehive/LFJD/~4/-5lgEGN6WiI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.ourlittlebeehive.com/feeds/876840094051689770/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.ourlittlebeehive.com/2013/01/goodbye-sweet-lexi.html#comment-form" title="8 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3717558816454849725/posts/default/876840094051689770?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3717558816454849725/posts/default/876840094051689770?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ourlittlebeehive/LFJD/~3/-5lgEGN6WiI/goodbye-sweet-lexi.html" title="Goodbye Sweet Lexi" /><author><name>Our Little Beehive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04095756124844698874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RCZr3yWpK-o/TTeocPE3m5I/AAAAAAAACEs/O29rltg09_A/S220/avatar-1.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-m4v8VlQ6DZA/UQnNeNWykPI/AAAAAAAAEfc/XUUiptjnPbk/s72-c/Lexi+&amp;+Sis.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>8</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.ourlittlebeehive.com/2013/01/goodbye-sweet-lexi.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEcHQn8ycCp7ImA9WhNaEUo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3717558816454849725.post-3481822766262793784</id><published>2013-01-25T22:47:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2013-01-25T22:47:13.198-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2013-01-25T22:47:13.198-05:00</app:edited><title>Our First CSA Box</title><content type="html">On a total whim, we bought a CSA share this week through &lt;a href="http://www.sinclairfarm.com/csa" target="_blank"&gt;Sinclair Farms&lt;/a&gt;. Have you ever belonged to one before? We've never had a share before so we decided to go with the single share instead of a family share. It's supposed to be enough for one person who doesn't eat out much or two people who do. I was a little skeptical about fresh produce in the middle of the winter, even if we do have a very long outdoor growing season around here.&lt;br /&gt;
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The winter share runs for nine weeks starting this week. Pick-up was in the parking lot at a local church very close to Little M's daycare. The farm owners were there under a tent with their van packed with boxes and cloth shopping bags - one or two for each of the share holders. I stood in line for a couple minutes in the frigid cold (no complaints, I'll take it over a DC summer any day), signed in and picked up my bag. When Little M and I got home, we unpacked it to find a whole bunch of delicious, fresh, organic produce straight from the farm and their greenhouses. Yum!&lt;br /&gt;
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The novelty of fresh produce that someone else picked for me has me inspired to cook a little more than I have been lately. In two days we've already eaten most of the lettuce and arugula, at least half of tomatoes, one of the apples, half of the parsley and one of the sweet potatoes. Today I made a sandwich with the tomatoes and arugula, had apple for a snack, roasted sweet potato rounds for Little M's lunch and for dinner made spicy Spanish shrimp with the parsley and served it with salad. Yesterday for dinner I made chicken kabobs and served them on salad with tomatoes, feta cheese and tatziki.&lt;br /&gt;
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We have just a touch of lettuce left, which will probably disappear along with the tomatoes at lunch tomorrow. I'll probably roast the rest of the sweet potatoes for my sweet at some point over the weekend and I can guarantee that by the time next Thursday afternoon rolls around, everything will be gone and I'll be looking forward to our next bag of fresh goodies. Have you ever had good luck with a winter CSA? I hope we continue to be pleasantly surprised each week!&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ourlittlebeehive/LFJD/~4/4JPpYFqlnNo" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.ourlittlebeehive.com/feeds/3481822766262793784/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.ourlittlebeehive.com/2013/01/our-first-csa-box.html#comment-form" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3717558816454849725/posts/default/3481822766262793784?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3717558816454849725/posts/default/3481822766262793784?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ourlittlebeehive/LFJD/~3/4JPpYFqlnNo/our-first-csa-box.html" title="Our First CSA Box" /><author><name>Our Little Beehive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04095756124844698874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RCZr3yWpK-o/TTeocPE3m5I/AAAAAAAACEs/O29rltg09_A/S220/avatar-1.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aELgpoG9zC0/UQNOrnfSLgI/AAAAAAAAEe8/qDcnqIobLK4/s72-c/csa+box+resized.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.ourlittlebeehive.com/2013/01/our-first-csa-box.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A08DSH09eip7ImA9WhNbE0s.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3717558816454849725.post-1627492786021438176</id><published>2013-01-16T15:57:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2013-01-16T15:57:59.362-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2013-01-16T15:57:59.362-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="cookies" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="eat" /><title>Nutella Stuffed Brown Butter Chocolate Chip Cookies w/ Sea Salt</title><content type="html">I follow &lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/pages/Annies-Eats/156695557708253?ref=ts&amp;amp;fref=ts" target="_blank"&gt;Annie's Eats&lt;/a&gt; on Facebook and when she posted a photo of Nutella stuffed cookies the other day, I had to make them immediately. And by immediately I mean I made them a few days later because I didn't have Nutella in the house. I'd actually never tried Nutella before. Thank you, &lt;a href="http://www.annies-eats.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Annie&lt;/a&gt;, for introducing me to yet another treat destined to live on my hips. I ate a spoonful today. I may have to throw away the rest of the jar tonight!&lt;br /&gt;
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These cookies are really good. Like the best cookies I've ever had. Usually I'm more of a cookie dough person and I pass on the baked cookies, but these are irresistible. I just packaged up all but a few of them to give them to Little M's daycare momma to have with her afternoon tea. Not because I can't resist them, but because I want to make more. They're so good. And I need to use up the rest of the Nutella before I eat it all.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Nutella Stuffed Brown Butter Chocolate Chip Cookies w/ Sea Salt&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;adapted from Annie's Eats&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Jar of Nutella&lt;br /&gt;
1 cup unsalted butter&lt;br /&gt;
1 c. light brown sugar&lt;br /&gt;
1/2 c. sugar&lt;br /&gt;
1 large egg plus 1 egg yolk&lt;br /&gt;
2 1/2 t. vanilla &lt;br /&gt;
1 T. greek yogurt or sour cream&lt;br /&gt;
2 1/4 c. all-purpose or white whole wheat flour&lt;br /&gt;
1 1/4 t. baking soda&lt;br /&gt;
1/4 t. sea salt, plus more sprinkling&lt;br /&gt;
1 c. semisweet chocolate chips&lt;br /&gt;
1 c. mini chocolate chips&lt;br /&gt;
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1. Lay a piece of parchment paper or silpat on a cookie sheet. Using a small spoon drop dollops of about 1-2t. of nutella on the sheet. Neatness does not matter. Place in the freezer until firm, about 2 hours.&lt;br /&gt;
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2. In a frying pan, melt the butter over medium heat. Stir constantly as bubbles form and the butter begins to turn brown. Remove from the heat when the butter turns brown, don't burn it! Set it aside to cool a little.&lt;br /&gt;
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3. In a mixer fitted with the paddle attachment, beat sugars and butter until well combined. Add the eggs and vanilla, beating until fluffy. Mix in yogurt or sour cream&lt;br /&gt;
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4. Stir in dry ingredients until combined, making sure to scrape down the sides and bottom of the bowl.&lt;br /&gt;
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5. Add chocolate chips. Cool in the refrigerator slightly, if the dough is still warm from the melted butter. &lt;br /&gt;
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6. Using a medium cookie scoop, scoop cookie size pieces of dough. Flatten each cookie and place one dollop of Nutella in the center. Pinch the cookie dough around the Nutella to completely encase it in cookies.&lt;br /&gt;
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7. Bake at 350 degrees for 8-10 minutes depending on the size of your cookie dough scoop - you want the cookies to be just set in the center as with any chocolate chip cookie.&lt;br /&gt;
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8. As soon as you remove the cookie sheet from the oven, sprinkle each cookie with sea salt, kosher salt or some other large-grain salt (I used "Real Salt" that my mom brought me from Utah)&lt;br /&gt;
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Baby M turned one almost a month ago. I’ve literally been writing this post for a month and am just now starting to accept that putting off a monthly update isn't going to stop time, so it's high time I hit "publish." I can't believe a full year of his little life is gone. So sad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pyCD7VSHfrY/UPHmTALt9HI/AAAAAAAAEbs/O52T2UYZ0sY/s1600/12+months.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pyCD7VSHfrY/UPHmTALt9HI/AAAAAAAAEbs/O52T2UYZ0sY/s1600/12+months.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a one-year-old Baby M has graduated to “Little” M. Our 12th month was super eventful (as has been our 13th since I’m clearly behind schedule.) As it seems to be the trend, Little M and I spent half of the month with S and half of the month without. As always, monthly photos are incredibly difficult to do without S home 
to help. As soon as I focus on the boy he's off and moving, climbing 
down from the chair of wailing! My parents came to visit during our Thanksgiving holiday for M’s first birthday party. S left the day after M's party and then the day before M’s first birthday my mom flew back into town and we drove to Maine for an extended Christmas vacation. We were everywhere this month!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;PLAY&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We threw a birthday party for M a few weeks early since S was away for a month and missed his actual birthday. M and I had a fun time shopping for party supplies for his “baby bee turns one” party. It was like wedding planning, only on a tiny scale. We have a small house so we were only able to invite S’s family who live in the area and my parents, who flew in for the party.&lt;br /&gt;
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Our house was packed! M loved it, I loved it. It was a great party. He loved everything – his favorite people all together, the cake, the balloons, the airplane toys, the xylophone….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4u8yPGCJcZk/UPHmTLWy-uI/AAAAAAAAEbw/rOVyvbCiTw8/s1600/Birthday+Party.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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For his birthday I gave him a boat for the bathtub and then had to buy a bathtub big enough to fit his boat since he couldn’t use his boat in his buckets. Then I introduced his letters and numbers toys and oh my goodness we need a master bathroom; there are too many toys in our bathroom now! S gave him a Little People airplane, Mamie and PawPaw gave him a safari airplane with propellers that spin. He received several other wonderful gifts too – I’ll tell you about our new toy rotation plan in another post ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nqIKy2BT158/UPHmWe6zJjI/AAAAAAAAEcM/HyKguusOYtQ/s1600/Tub+%2526+Toothbrush.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nqIKy2BT158/UPHmWe6zJjI/AAAAAAAAEcM/HyKguusOYtQ/s1600/Tub+%2526+Toothbrush.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Little M’s actual birthday we had a visit from one of my friends who gave M a tractor with little farm animals. Then we all shared chocolate cupcakes, GF of course. And by share I mean that M ate one of his mini cupcakes and then leaned in and took a giant bite out of our guest’s. Yummy!&lt;br /&gt;
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Early in the month we went to Little M's second Navy football game. This time the weather was much better and M played with logs in the back of a pickup, which were intended for a fire pit and then with corn hole corn bags. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jdr3bwuelC0/UPHmWT2ip1I/AAAAAAAAEcQ/_HqroKy_XfA/s1600/Tailgate.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jdr3bwuelC0/UPHmWT2ip1I/AAAAAAAAEcQ/_HqroKy_XfA/s1600/Tailgate.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was a little fussy inside the game, but I passed him off to his Nola 
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M and I did a bit of Christmas shopping together this month; he’s a great shopper in the Ergo or stroller. And if he starts to get cranky I just dole out puffs one by one and all is right with the world again. He even joined Mamie and I on an excursion to Ikea to pick up his Christmas gift from Santa (it was a little too heavy for Santa’s sleigh.) M loved the slide in the kid’s area near the end of the display floor and spent quite a bit of time climbing up and sliding down the slide on his belly. I refrained from buying one. You’re welcome, S.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During one of our shopping excursions we ran into S, who was also out shopping at the posh mall. We took the opportunity to see Santa, since there were no other children in sight. M thought the dude with the gray hair was so funny! Just like PawPaw! We got some great photos, but could only choose one.&amp;nbsp; Santa said that M asked for a baby sister next year. Santa is Out. Of. His. Mind. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="goog_824616145"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_824616146"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ix36NPKCsos/UPHmW_n1zxI/AAAAAAAAEcU/JSrQdJ8Afz0/s1600/Tyson+Santa.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ix36NPKCsos/UPHmW_n1zxI/AAAAAAAAEcU/JSrQdJ8Afz0/s1600/Tyson+Santa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M and I saw Santa again when we were in Maine and he thought the guy was just as great the second time around!&lt;br /&gt;
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S helped put up our Christmas tree up before he left and then M, Mamie and I decorated it together. We put all the ornaments from thigh height and higher and thankfully M wasn’t too interested in pulling them off. We also managed to get in a couple of family photo shoots for our Christmas cards. Of course I chose one where M looked good and I did not, so is being a mum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-osWLWtxb1E8/UPHmUXX9MGI/AAAAAAAAEcA/8UjYkS-cx-Y/s1600/Holiday+Cards.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We rounded out our pre-holiday festivities with a trip to Zoolights at the national zoo with Mamie and PawPaw. It was such a cool display and we even got to take a ride on the new carousel! M did great even though we stayed out a little past bed time. He was very cozy in his nice warm stroller.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-d2OGgg9ULoY/UPHmYGkve0I/AAAAAAAAEco/jJSAdtKXJ2M/s1600/ZooLights.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-d2OGgg9ULoY/UPHmYGkve0I/AAAAAAAAEco/jJSAdtKXJ2M/s1600/ZooLights.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While S was away we Facetimed dada each night during bath, which M really liked. He started to call my phone “Dada.” We also Facetimed with my mom after she bought a new iPhone too. When M saw&amp;nbsp; PawPaw on the screen he said “PawPaw.” He hasn’t said PawPaw very much lately, so it was pretty cool that he could recognize him on the small phone screen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of Little M’s favorite things this month include:&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;li&gt;The shape sorter – the triangle and circle are the easiest. When he can’t get a shape in during the first few tries, he lifts off the “roof” of the sorting house and sticks the block inside. Can’t fool him.&amp;nbsp;The stairs…until he slipped ever so slightly going up and his two bottom teeth went into the roof of his mouth. There was a lot of crying and blood, but he was ok after some milkies, but he was wary of the stairs for a few weeks after that. &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Climbing up his slide on his play set outside. He’ll climb his slide with a little assistance, crawl up onto the platform, turn, look down the slide, turn again, back it up and slide down feet first. &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Playing “shower.” In the morning, when my hair is too greasy to even do a daycare drop-off without a washing, we’ll play “shower.” I’ll take a shower and M will stand at the side of the tub tossing his toys at me and into the streaming water. It’s one of his favorite games, we just have to “play” it before I dress him for the day since without fail, he’ll roll himself into the dripping wet shower curtain and come out soaked. &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;The walker at daycare – except he prefers for one of the other babies to be inside the walker (her feet don’t touch) and he pushes her up and down the hallway as she sits in it! &lt;/li&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;M is even more obsessed with the dog than ever, if that’s possible. He’s always cozying up to him and pulling up on him. He even tries to stick his hand in Feeney’s mouth and I’m all “gentle, Maddox, gentle, Feeney!” while M is squealing and Feeney is just, there. This month began the “feeding the dog” issue with M. Little M “feeds” things under the gate at the top of the stairs to Feeney, who is waiting on the other side. The problem is, Feeney started to eat baby socks this month. And by problem I mean one day when I was away at a meeting he ate one half of nearly all M’s pairs of socks!! I had to take inventory of all the remaining socks then inventory the poo every morning during our walks! The worst of it came when Feeney threw up all over one of our sheepskin rugs one night (two socks, one shoe. ) I was miffed.&amp;nbsp; We also had to put the TP on the back of the toilet because M feeds it to Feeney, the paper obsessed dog, straight off the roll. The dog gets nutso every time S leaves. It’s kind of like having two babies, except I can’t just slap a diaper on one of them and not take him for walks and have to baby proof differently for each. It’s all kinds of awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;EAT&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little M continues to eat like a 16 year old teenage who plays sports for four hours a day. He has a huge breakfast after nursing in the morning. Envision huge. Now double that. M eats more for breakfast than S or me, often more and S and me combined. Then he has more milk before his nap, more milk after nap, another huge afternoon meal, more milk, more milk and finally more milk. I ship him off to daycare with frozen milk, which I have lots of. I think we’re working on April’s stash right now. I still pump in the morning after he nurses, but at one week shy of one year I dropped my mid-day pump. We tried to drop the little two ounce afternoon snack bottle, but he couldn’t handle it and had total meltdowns. So I’m still pumping in the morning for a meager afternoon snack. As of December 14th, I’m no longer adding to my stash. At this rate, we should be able to hold off on giving him any other kind of milk for several more months. Although he did share Rice Krispies with milk with me one morning and loved it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for his favorite solids, M was obsessed with soup this month. In addition to milk stashes, he’s also depleted our split pea soup, squash soup and quinoa soup stashes. He also loves blueberries still, of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SLEEP&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We still nurse and rock to sleep at night. It works for us and even though Little M falls asleep on my lap 75% of the time, I don’t see a need to stop yet. When I put him down in his crib on his side like I’ve done since he was very wee, he rolls onto his tummy and sticks his bum in the air. It’s pretty cute. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He’s quite cute when he wakes up in the morning too. He doesn’t really make any noise, but plays with his toys and tosses pacis out of the crib. He just calls out once when he’s ready to get up and that’s enough to wake me up in the next room. Sometimes I’ll wonder if he’s been calling for a while, but I don’t think he does, I’ve become the world’s lightest sleeper since his arrival. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naps are, um, interesting. Sometimes he takes one, sometimes he doesn’t. Actually he only didn’t take one for three days this month, all in a row, on the weekend, when we were alone. So it felt like a month of no naps. I thought it was the beginning of no naps since he does sleep nearly 14 hours a night, but the naps came back so I think we’re ok…for now. Naps usually last 45-90 minutes. There’s really no rhyme or reason to their length, but I really don’t care. &lt;i&gt;see mention of 14 hour nights.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;TRAVEL &amp;amp; VISITORS&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother stayed with us for a night when he was on the right coast for meetings. He hadn’t seen Little M since June when M was 6 months old and to say Little M has changed would be an understatement. Nate was shocked by M’s eating – the variety and sheer amount. We have no idea where all that food goes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Thanksgiving dinner we went to S’s aunt &amp;amp; uncle’s house to have dinner with his family who live locally. Dinner was pretty late in the day and we were concerned that maybe we wouldn’t make it through the meal. We didn’t even start to serve dinner until M’s bedtime, but he was awesome. He ate his puffs off the coffee table during cocktail hour, threw a radish like a ball, and didn’t even touch the crackers, which he still can’t eat without getting sick. There wasn’t much of the dinner that he could eat, so during the meal he ate some of the sweet potatoes I brought him and threw turkey on the floor.&amp;nbsp; He rarely throws food on the floor unless he’s done eating or it’s poultry. Boy doesn’t like poultry. He’s mummy’s boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner Little M was still going strong so he went off and played with the big kids. Around 7 pm, a full hour and a half after his usual bath time, we found M in the play room banging away on the keyboard with one of S’s young cousins. Baby Mozart had a blast!&lt;br /&gt;
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On the Saturday after Thanksgiving we had M’s first birthday party.&amp;nbsp; My parents flew in for a few days for the party and M was so excited to see them. I took him outside to greet them when they arrived and he gave them a big smile as they walked up the driveway.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-k7Tv03ozFsw/UPHmYM5sErI/AAAAAAAAEcg/aI3k40iH0Bc/s1600/cake.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-k7Tv03ozFsw/UPHmYM5sErI/AAAAAAAAEcg/aI3k40iH0Bc/s1600/cake.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom flew back down again on the 12th and we did the drive to Maine the next day in a record 11 hours. We usually take 14, but we just didn’t need to stop as long this time. M nursed a little bit at each of our stops, played in the back seat with one of us while the other drove, took a one hour long and a 20 minute long nap, sang along to my Christmas music station on Pandora the entire ride and fell asleep for good at 5:30, as if it were a normal day and we weren’t in a car. We were home so early that I had enough time to bake birthday cupcakes for M’s actual birthday the next day. &lt;br /&gt;
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M’s daycare momma gave him a Vtech ladybug toy that plays music and has lights. He was really into it right away, playing with it before it was even out of the box. It turned out to be the perfect toy for our car ride – especially when it got dark and he was still wanting to play – the lights were great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;MISCELLANEOUS&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M is saying Dada (A LOT), Mumum, ball and PawPaw. He really likes his Dada.&lt;br /&gt;
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He’s cruising furniture and going from the couch to the coffee table and is a very fast crawler. He goes up the stairs very well and knows to turn around and go backwards down the stairs, but only goes down one before going back up again…repeatedly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A tooth popped through on the top just after Dada left, then he proceeded to push through four more and is currently cutting a few more for a grand total of something like eight teeth working through at once. It was a special time for Dada to miss!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After bath he loves to brush all those little teeth. In fact when I want to get him out of the tub at night, I’ll paste his brush and show it to him. He’ll climb out onto my lap so he can have teeth brushing time.&lt;br /&gt;
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He's big into the drama when he doesn't get something he wants or can't figure something out. He'll throw his whole body to the ground and bury his head in his hands and wail. He's going to major in theater some day. &lt;br /&gt;
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I think this was probably one of my favorite outfits this month. Mummy and Little M had leggings day. Don't judge ;)&lt;br /&gt;
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Little M is 18 lbs 3oz and 30.5” tall. He’s wearing size 3 diaps at 
night and his BGs are on the second rise setting with two rows of snaps 
between the tabs, as they have been for a while now. He's such a love bug! &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ourlittlebeehive/LFJD/~4/iZty2uExu-8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.ourlittlebeehive.com/feeds/8277964596990018773/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.ourlittlebeehive.com/2013/01/one-year-gone.html#comment-form" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3717558816454849725/posts/default/8277964596990018773?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3717558816454849725/posts/default/8277964596990018773?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ourlittlebeehive/LFJD/~3/iZty2uExu-8/one-year-gone.html" title="One Year Gone" /><author><name>Our Little Beehive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04095756124844698874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RCZr3yWpK-o/TTeocPE3m5I/AAAAAAAACEs/O29rltg09_A/S220/avatar-1.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pyCD7VSHfrY/UPHmTALt9HI/AAAAAAAAEbs/O52T2UYZ0sY/s72-c/12+months.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.ourlittlebeehive.com/2013/01/one-year-gone.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUEARnszeCp7ImA9WhNUF0o.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3717558816454849725.post-1500550632642031228</id><published>2013-01-09T19:27:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2013-01-09T19:27:27.580-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2013-01-09T19:27:27.580-05:00</app:edited><title>Waffles for the Boy</title><content type="html">I'm making pumpkin, flax, oatmeal pancakes for Little M tonight using &lt;a target="_blank" href="http://www.ourlittlebeehive.com/2012/09/blw-oatmeal-flax-pumpkin-pancakes.html?m=1"&gt;this recipe&lt;/a&gt; and adding a little more oil and omitting most of the milk. They're not much to look at, but they're freaking delicious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='https://picasaweb.google.com/112133502000550007782/OurLittleBeehive03?authkey=Gv1sRgCOjIzq7sw8SiJA#5831610582880905682'&gt;&lt;img src='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-qpunuEz8gLg/UO4K7Y0GadI/AAAAAAAAEbM/dhF2dKVteD0/s288/0.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boy is going to go bezerk for these in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ourlittlebeehive/LFJD/~4/wbJCujE6XmE" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.ourlittlebeehive.com/feeds/1500550632642031228/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.ourlittlebeehive.com/2013/01/waffles-for-boy.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3717558816454849725/posts/default/1500550632642031228?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3717558816454849725/posts/default/1500550632642031228?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ourlittlebeehive/LFJD/~3/wbJCujE6XmE/waffles-for-boy.html" title="Waffles for the Boy" /><author><name>Our Little Beehive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04095756124844698874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RCZr3yWpK-o/TTeocPE3m5I/AAAAAAAACEs/O29rltg09_A/S220/avatar-1.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-qpunuEz8gLg/UO4K7Y0GadI/AAAAAAAAEbM/dhF2dKVteD0/s72-c/0.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.ourlittlebeehive.com/2013/01/waffles-for-boy.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A04CQ3w4fip7ImA9WhNUFkU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3717558816454849725.post-2609098725471744172</id><published>2013-01-08T19:06:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2013-01-08T19:06:02.236-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2013-01-08T19:06:02.236-05:00</app:edited><title>A Week of Bento Lunches</title><content type="html">Little M got a shallow OXO food storage container and a dozen silicone muffin liners for Christmas. His lunches are so much more organized than the half dozen little containers thrown in a cooler he was toting to daycare last year. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='https://picasaweb.google.com/112133502000550007782/OurLittleBeehive03?authkey=Gv1sRgCOjIzq7sw8SiJA#5831233801464808754'&gt;&lt;img src='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-RQh3JHoCdQw/UOy0P0qPhTI/AAAAAAAAEaY/hMJPOWQHKGI/s288/0.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;sausage &amp; bean casserole, cheese, baked pumpkin oatmeal, pears, clementines&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='https://picasaweb.google.com/112133502000550007782/OurLittleBeehive03?authkey=Gv1sRgCOjIzq7sw8SiJA#5831233924593106914'&gt;&lt;img src='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-ADeqHCGW5mU/UOy0W_WUP-I/AAAAAAAAEag/EH-NZB6_bhQ/s288/1.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;GF pizza, cheese, black eyed peas, clementines, pear&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='https://picasaweb.google.com/112133502000550007782/OurLittleBeehive03?authkey=Gv1sRgCOjIzq7sw8SiJA#5831233955418254770'&gt;&lt;img src='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-841PlSCrmIU/UOy0YyLmrbI/AAAAAAAAEao/L2WmA_jtusM/s288/2.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;carrots with hummus, falafel with tatziki, cheese, baked pumpkin oatmeal, clementines, puffs&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='https://picasaweb.google.com/112133502000550007782/OurLittleBeehive03?authkey=Gv1sRgCOjIzq7sw8SiJA#5831233978622194642'&gt;&lt;img src='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-3Lq-B80inVI/UOy0aIn2s9I/AAAAAAAAEaw/KXAt5Ko1wjg/s288/3.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;falafel with tatziki, ham, cheese, clementines, pears&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little M is currently obsessed with cheese, clementines and pears. And bananas, which he eats in two bites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ourlittlebeehive/LFJD/~4/WJA9qaiV3YA" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.ourlittlebeehive.com/feeds/2609098725471744172/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.ourlittlebeehive.com/2013/01/a-week-of-bento-lunches.html#comment-form" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3717558816454849725/posts/default/2609098725471744172?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3717558816454849725/posts/default/2609098725471744172?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ourlittlebeehive/LFJD/~3/WJA9qaiV3YA/a-week-of-bento-lunches.html" title="A Week of Bento Lunches" /><author><name>Our Little Beehive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04095756124844698874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RCZr3yWpK-o/TTeocPE3m5I/AAAAAAAACEs/O29rltg09_A/S220/avatar-1.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-RQh3JHoCdQw/UOy0P0qPhTI/AAAAAAAAEaY/hMJPOWQHKGI/s72-c/0.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.ourlittlebeehive.com/2013/01/a-week-of-bento-lunches.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkcBRXY6fCp7ImA9WhNVGU0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3717558816454849725.post-5294725127882017695</id><published>2012-12-30T12:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-12-30T16:47:34.814-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-12-30T16:47:34.814-05:00</app:edited><title>Cookies from Santa</title><content type="html">&lt;i&gt;There's only a day or two left to get your 15% off your first order at P&amp;amp;G's eStore using coupon code: A9Z-MN5-KY3-ISA!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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M  and I made biscotti for Santa this year, 'cause in our house that's  what Santa prefers. No cookies for Santa, but M got cookies from Santa -  his very first GF cookies.&lt;br /&gt;
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We're  mixing them up right now and by "we" I mean M is climbing up my leg  like a little monkey, seconds from a meltdown because he's down there  and I'm way up here.&lt;br /&gt;
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If all goes as planned we'll have 30 delicious cookies that will last about six months.&lt;br /&gt;
Ooh, they're done and it looks like they're a hit!&lt;br /&gt;
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Yummy!&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ourlittlebeehive/LFJD/~4/VKXQ4geZoZg" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.ourlittlebeehive.com/feeds/5294725127882017695/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.ourlittlebeehive.com/2012/12/cookies-from-santa.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3717558816454849725/posts/default/5294725127882017695?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3717558816454849725/posts/default/5294725127882017695?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ourlittlebeehive/LFJD/~3/VKXQ4geZoZg/cookies-from-santa.html" title="Cookies from Santa" /><author><name>Our Little Beehive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04095756124844698874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RCZr3yWpK-o/TTeocPE3m5I/AAAAAAAACEs/O29rltg09_A/S220/avatar-1.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J_N7txidvbU/UOB0e9p_eQI/AAAAAAAAEZ0/XxX6h0GaT2M/s72-c/image(3).jpeg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.ourlittlebeehive.com/2012/12/cookies-from-santa.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUIBSXg7eip7ImA9WhNVFks.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3717558816454849725.post-7536561689058919813</id><published>2012-12-27T21:59:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-12-27T21:59:18.602-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-12-27T21:59:18.602-05:00</app:edited><title>First Christmas as a One Year Old</title><content type="html">Last year M was 15 days old for Christmas, I had spent the night in the hospital with mastitis and we had Chinese take-out for dinner when I finally got home. It was hardly as awesome as Christmas with a one year old.&lt;br /&gt;
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We all woke a little early when little M decided to wake up at 7:30 instead of his usual 8. After milkies in the living room we dove into stockings. M lead the charge pulling leggings, puffs, trucks, smoothies, a marshmallow Santa, an elephant bowl from the zoo, socks and....&lt;br /&gt;
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PawPaw got a matching one in his stocking too. M picked up on how it worked - perfectly when all you do is babble anyway - and we've been enjoying kazoo concerts ever since. While we emptied our over-stuffed stockings, M ate his breakfast of pumpkin pancakes and tons and tons of the blueberries we picked together last summer. &lt;br /&gt;
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And when he was finished (in like, two seconds) we moved on to opening gifts under the tree. M hadn't gone into the living room yet to see what Santa had brought. We had put away all his toys the night before so he would actually see the stuff under the tree - he definitely saw it!&lt;br /&gt;
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He went straight for the ice cream cones - that's mummy's boy! Then he moved on to his mega blocks, a mega hit.&lt;br /&gt;
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He played with the box of his new dump truck, taking the dump off the truck and dropping it in the box:&lt;br /&gt;
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Before moving on to opening wrapped presents:&lt;br /&gt;
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He loves his hammering pegs toy from Mamie - it only took a few demos by Dada and PawPaw before he understood how to use it.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;We opened at least half of our gifts while M thoroughly played with his. Then he inspected the falling snow outside:&lt;/div&gt;
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Since we had dinner reservations at 2:30, we paused for breakfast midway through gifts lest we fill up on sticky buns, sausage and eggs and be too full to gorge ourselves on lobster and prime rib later in the day. I cooked up a bunch of scrambled eggs and sausage while my mom arranged the pecan sticky buns I made the night before on a plate. S had a giant glass of eggnog, which M demanded he share.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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My child has never had any kind of milk except mummy's milk and now he's drinking eggnog. He's obsessed, of course.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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After breakfast we returned to the living room for &lt;i&gt;more&lt;/i&gt; gifts. M got some fruit from Mamie &amp;amp; PawPaw that will be perfect for teaching fractions. The apple has four segments held together with magnets, the orange two and the pear three. He was really into the pear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8MWH5I37Fps/UNz2wJo-YOI/AAAAAAAAEXE/fOmkyNP17wg/s1600/magnet+fruit.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8MWH5I37Fps/UNz2wJo-YOI/AAAAAAAAEXE/fOmkyNP17wg/s1600/magnet+fruit.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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M is a one-nap-a-day kind of boy and that nap usually falls within a couple hours of waking, so he was very ready for a nap at this point, which translated into laying down and getting cozy with his orange.&lt;/div&gt;
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After nap we suited up and went out into the fresh dusting of snow. M went for a ride in the sled that Mamie gave him earlier in the week.&lt;/div&gt;
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Then he tested out some of the non-yellow snow with Lexi and Mummy, who at one in the afternoon, was still wearing Christmas PJs.&lt;/div&gt;
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We all went inside and got ready for our big adventure to the Harraseeket Inn Grand Christmas Buffet. Check out M's and PawPaw's matching sweaters. M also has little trucks on his cords. So freaking cute. (Yes, that's S with the cute ghost face.)&lt;/div&gt;
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S and I have been to the Grand Buffet once before and this year was as grand as the time before. It's so wonderful to go out for Christmas dinner. Especially when that dinner comes with as many lobsters as you care to eat.&lt;/div&gt;
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Among other things, I had several lobster halves, a "retro wedge salad," duck, lamb, ham, haddock, goat cheese souffle and tastes of about five different desserts. We were there for two hours and M was a total rock star. He had a high chair next to mummy and his tiny diner set up on the table in front of him. He ate lots of smoked salmon, some smoke scallops, ham, watermelon, lobster dipped in butter and then puffs and yogurt bites one at a time to keep him occupied and happy the entire time. And when those yogurt bites ran out, he had some ice cream. Eggnog and ice cream in one day, thank you, Daddy.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Before we left M had a quick go at the piano with the giant polar bear, which was very entertaining or the guests playing some stodgy old game next to us in the sitting area. &lt;/div&gt;
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We drove home in the snow and played with new toys, opened one more gift, and left the remaining three gifts of M's for later. It was an excellent Christmas day - so much fun with my one year old!&lt;/div&gt;
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Little M and I have been on vacation for nearly two weeks now. S was away for a month so M and I were alone for a few weeks, then my mom flew down one night and we zipped up to Maine the next day in a record 11 hours. M was a rock star traveler. Seriously, a rock star. Upon our arrival M was reacquainted with his Maine nursery, we went on a few play dates, saw Santa for the second time:&lt;br /&gt;
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That dude with the gray hair is so funny!&lt;br /&gt;
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We found a Christmas tree on the farm:&lt;br /&gt;
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and then kaboom, M got sick. The tree took a while to decorate since my mom got sick too. M was quite happy we put ornaments down low at his level here, which I didn't do at home. He's had a blast taking them off and trying to put them back on.&lt;br /&gt;
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M was sick for a while. When he finally got better we took an afternoon trip to Pineland Farms to pick up some special treats for Christmas breakfast. We had lunch in the cafe and then because M was in a great mood, we went to visit all the animals. The calf barn was a huge hit. It's a nursery, so you're allowed to pick one calf to touch so that you don't pass germs around. M and I chose to pat Hunter. He was so curious and friendly. M thought he was very funny and so interesting! There was a cow born on M's birthday in one of the stalls. They were so sweet; I love cows.&lt;br /&gt;
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They take very good care of the animals at Pineland Farms, but I still felt a little pang of sadness thinking of all the formula fed calves who live with one surrogate mummy. &lt;br /&gt;
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S arrived on Saturday night, just in time for a little Christmas shopping and for me to get sick. Ugh. M transitioned from seeing "Dada" on my phone with FaceTime to in person well - he fed him his lovey, LE, through the slats of his crib when S went into the nursery to get him Sunday morning.&lt;br /&gt;
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I rallied Monday afternoon and we took M to his first Christmas church service, despite having such a sore throat I could barely swallow. M crawled around in our enclosed pew for most of the hour-long service and was totally enthralled with the candles during Silent Night.&lt;br /&gt;
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Of course he thought that when the lights went out he'd be getting his milkies, it was 5pm after all, and when he didn't, well, S and little M waited for us out in the entry....&lt;br /&gt;
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After a delicious Christmas Eve dinner, Santa stopped by and stuffed our stocking chock full!&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ourlittlebeehive/LFJD/~4/q5BWxels0rc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.ourlittlebeehive.com/feeds/7319698355779267534/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.ourlittlebeehive.com/2012/12/happy-holiday-vacation.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3717558816454849725/posts/default/7319698355779267534?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3717558816454849725/posts/default/7319698355779267534?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ourlittlebeehive/LFJD/~3/q5BWxels0rc/happy-holiday-vacation.html" title="Happy Holiday Vacation!" /><author><name>Our Little Beehive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04095756124844698874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RCZr3yWpK-o/TTeocPE3m5I/AAAAAAAACEs/O29rltg09_A/S220/avatar-1.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Iuz9jr0sZNU/UNpcQVb8tkI/AAAAAAAAEU8/3D7r4FlkVPY/s72-c/2012+Yarmouth+Santa.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.ourlittlebeehive.com/2012/12/happy-holiday-vacation.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkcER3s9eip7ImA9WhNWGEg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3717558816454849725.post-2757837493683787211</id><published>2012-12-18T13:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-12-18T13:06:46.562-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-12-18T13:06:46.562-05:00</app:edited><title>Christmas Stocking Stuffers </title><content type="html">&lt;script language="JavaScript1.1" src="http://oascentral.blogher.org/RealMedia/ads/adstream_jx.ads/ReviewBadge/PG-eStore-Program_078/@x13"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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I finished the majority of my Christmas shopping a few weeks ago. It wasn’t too hard, I didn’t buy much (sorry, S, your list wasn’t long enough.) M is getting a play kitchen, some play food and a few things I bought second-hand from a local mom network. S is getting a box of air that I hope he loves as much as his son will. For everyone else on my very short list, I shopped online. &lt;br /&gt;
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For the first time this year I’ve bought most of my stocking stuffers online too. I don’t know why I never really have in the past – usually I just pick up this and that when I’m out and about – at the grocery store, pharmacy, wherever. I always get S some kind of grooming item for his stocking – as simple as a toothbrush and some soap (what else am I going to find at the grocery store!?) to a new &lt;a href="http://www.pgestore.com/Braun/braun,default,sc.html?cm_mmc=Blogger-_-Site-_-Site+Placement-_-0078" target="_blank"&gt;electric razor&lt;/a&gt; one year.&lt;br /&gt;
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This year I’m ordering the grooming stuff online. I seriously hate in-store shopping in this season, the stores are so crowded and lines so long. P&amp;amp;G has an eStore where you can buy all of the household and beauty supplies they offer. I’ve been browsing through and am finding a few things to add to S’s stocking. Unfortunately there’s no coal for sale, but I did find &lt;a href="http://www.pgestore.com/Electric-Rechargeable-Toothbrushes/oral-b-power-toothbrushes,default,sc.html?cm_mmc=Blogger-_-Site-_-Site+Placement-_-0078" target="_blank"&gt;Oral-B electric toothbrushes&lt;/a&gt; that I think will be perfect. I know I’d love one - and I bet M would too, he's obsessed with his toothbrush right now.&lt;br /&gt;
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When he was in high school my brother asked for an electric toothbrush. It was all a big joke in his French class when they all had write and speak wish lists in French. He made the electric toothbrush cool that year. Total trendsetter he was.&lt;br /&gt;
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If you have any more stocking stuffers to buy, head on over to their eStore and fill up your cart. Christmas is only a week away!&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ourlittlebeehive/LFJD/~4/ULVDaer9aZY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.ourlittlebeehive.com/feeds/2757837493683787211/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.ourlittlebeehive.com/2012/12/christmas-stocking-stuffers.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3717558816454849725/posts/default/2757837493683787211?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3717558816454849725/posts/default/2757837493683787211?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ourlittlebeehive/LFJD/~3/ULVDaer9aZY/christmas-stocking-stuffers.html" title="Christmas Stocking Stuffers " /><author><name>Our Little Beehive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04095756124844698874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RCZr3yWpK-o/TTeocPE3m5I/AAAAAAAACEs/O29rltg09_A/S220/avatar-1.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-egVkPkO0JCE/UNCvzTFMY7I/AAAAAAAAEUM/12oUScxTqvY/s72-c/toothbrush.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.ourlittlebeehive.com/2012/12/christmas-stocking-stuffers.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DE8HRHkzeCp7ImA9WhNWE04.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3717558816454849725.post-9219699827519202357</id><published>2012-12-12T13:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-12-12T13:27:15.780-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-12-12T13:27:15.780-05:00</app:edited><title>Today I Am</title><content type="html">Today I'm remembering one year ago today when I was 40 weeks pregnant and not in labor...yet. I totally wish I'd taken a nap one year ago today, cause when labor started at 11pm tonight, it STARTED. And it didn't stop for 34 hours. I rocked those 34 hours. But I think I might make up for that missed nap today.&lt;br /&gt;
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Today I'm making this &lt;a href="http://www.ourlittlebeehive.com/search/label/bread" target="_blank"&gt;cranberry orange bread&lt;/a&gt; for our wonderful daycare provider. Giving one of &lt;a href="https://www.starbucks.com/card" target="_blank"&gt;these&lt;/a&gt; to our mail carrier so he can enjoy a few holiday drinks while working extra shifts this season. Making these &lt;a href="http://www.ourlittlebeehive.com/2010/12/chocolate-biscotti-with-variations.html" target="_blank"&gt;favorite holiday treats&lt;/a&gt; for myself. Addressing a gazillion holiday cards while sitting in front of our Christmas tree. And working on a post about this latest project.&lt;br /&gt;
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