And They Said It was a Thankless Job!

This morning Ben had a quick bath (from the same mess that required a new set of bedding...joy). After I cut his nails he turned around, smiled and said "Thank you Mommy".

It's Official!

We just received word today that Auntie Jenn is a go! I received an excited phone call from my Best Best this afternoon to tell me that she would be flattered. We are so excited to have a real live Godmother in our family!

I didn't post a picture of her because she has kindly asked that I use a better/updated picture of her for publicity purposes. I obliged of course (not someone I want to PO).

I told her among the requirements previously listed Ben would probably like to receive his own mail ( she lives in Calgary) when he gets exited about things like that...I would let her know when. If someone else has a great Godmother in their life and has some suggestions please feel free to leave suggestions in the comment section as I am sure she is eager to get ideas. She has plans to visit this summer though!

Thanks for being our Godmother Auntie Jenn!

A Hole in our Home

All our snow has melted...I think Summer recieved my heartfelt plea. On the deck was left some Bayley poop. He wasn't allowed to poop on the deck. Sometimes he did anyway. He lives with my parents now becuase he gave Ben hives and Asthma (we think).

Remember Bayley? I miss him.

Love Feast 2009

Valentines Day is a nice holiday if you skip all the flowers, chocolates and overpriced card crap. It's not that I am not a romantic but I want a little more originality then Halmark dictates. We do love themed things all day and I make Jon's favorite cupcakes and dinner. When Ben is a little older we will have heart shaped pancakes for breakfast and heart pizza for dinner. Jon and I exchange small tokens of love rather then gifts. This year he got me a ring box with a sweet little note in it...he also bought me one of those expensive cards with a popout that I am so against. I was sort of flattered though that I was worth the trip to the card store and the $6.95 piece of paper.

Ben seems to be a fan of this simple holiday as you can see from his heart cookie and "kiss" on his head. I have let up on my no sugar but for twice a year rule when we were at a little girls birthday yesterday and Ben couldn't have cake (not because I was being mean but because it had egg in it, another one of his serious allergies). He was visibly feeling left out as he watched everyone else devour the strawberry iced princess cake. I felt terrible that I didn't pack him up one of the egg free cupcakes I had made for Jon (I only made them without eggs to see if they would turn out that way with substitute). Bad Mom. So to compensate when we got home I let him have REAL cookies...with sprinkles and everything (as you can see from the nudie cookie, he licked the sprinkles off first...Atta Boy!). His God Mother elect will be happy to hear that I am loosening up a bit I would imagine.

A Day At the Beach

One Day Jon and I packed up and went to the beech for a week. We didn't have any plans at all. That is the best way to go anywhere, otherwise you might miss out on what could happen.

The first thing we did was go to M&M meats and buy a tub of chocolate, chocolate fudge chunk ice cream. It is the best. We ate the whole thing in one sitting. We did this for seven days straight.

The next day we sat on the beach from sun up until sun down.

We bought blow up floating toys and floated for the morning. Then we gave them to some little kids. When I was eating a sandwich from the picnic we brought for lunch a seagul took it right out of my hand. Sweet Jon gave me the rest of his. I don't even really like sandwiches, but I love Sweet Jon. In the afternoon we read and talked. Jon Napped ( I don't really like to nap either). In the evening Jon threw sand at me so I would chase him. I did and then we watched the sun set.

It was a great day.

Dear Summer

Dear Summer,

I really miss you. It feels like it has been to long since I've seen you and I am starting to forget what you are like.
I vaguely remember laying in your warm sun, walking through grass in bare feet, barbecuing with friends on the deck, going to the park and playing at the splash pad with a slippery baby. I kind of remember sandy beaches, dripping ice cream cones, the smell of sunscreen, the convenience of flip flops, bike rides through trails, walks in the evening, lounging by the pool. I wish I could eat buttery corn on the cob and strawberry shortcake with biscuits and real whip cream right now and watch Ben play in his sandbox and then get muddy in his waiting pool. I wish the ducks from our pond and bunny's from our garden would come home. Summer, please come back soon!

Love, a pasty white and cold fan

Ben's Godmother

There is something magical about a Godmother (thanks Disney). It is nice to have a younger sort of grandparent-esque person in your life that is really just suppose to love you and hope you parents don't die. The modern Godparent doesn't really have to do much. Should we prematurly kick the bucket you really only have to hang around long enough to make sure he gets to our parent's house and then peek in on him every so often to make sure they are being nice to him and say really nice things about us to him. In the meantime you just let him occupy a special spot in your heart reserved for god children and let him call you "Auntie Jenn". I wouldn't want Ben to miss out on this Godparent experiance so I would like to formally ask my all- time- best -life- long- into- eternity- friend Jenn to be Ben's God Mother. You are my first choice for this important role becuase I know that you already think he is wonderful...that is very important. You will make sure he never looks geeky, you are not afraid to talk about anything, you have the same name is me, you have a great sense of humor, you will feed him better then I do, you are sweet and kind and know his mom better then anyone. If you choose to accept I thought I would write a few things down that you should know...

1- Ben likes everything to be kissed no matter how lightly he banged or bumped even a minor part of his body. Often he won't even look up from what he is doing but continue playing with one hand while he holds the other in the air to wait for a kiss before it can resume. If you don't know what he is expecting I am not sure he will use it again.

2- He drinks goats milk- it smells like shoes but he likes it and it is better for him than dairy.

3- He does not eat sugar except for super special occasions like Jesus' birthday and his own. That is about it.

4-He likes to have his nap in his pajamas and get a new outfit upon waking.

5- He is addicted to his bottle- I don't make issue with it because he is so spectacular otherwise I wouldn't want to make him feel bad for being a bit of a baby in this respect. I figure it is a small window of life that a bottle of rice milk mixed with water mixed with goats milk makes everything in your world perfect.

6- He poops alot.

7- He sleeps with a crochet blanket over his face. He will not sleep if this is not drapped over his head.

8- "JamJams" are Pajamas, "cookies" are bran bites, "candy" is blueberry's and "footsies" are toes.

9- He had oatmeal pancakes and berries every morning for breakfast I make them from scratch but don't worry there is about 50 in the freezer...he won't eat anything else.

10- He loves music and prefers to dance to loud irish music and great big sea.

Will you be his Godmother- circle one...YES NO

LOVE YOU!!!!!!!

***This invitation was inspired by another blogger (Nie Nie) who made a blog plea of her own for a godmother...feel free to use this medium to attract a Godmother of your own!