I left the keys in the ignition of Dave’s car in the start position yesterday, apparently. I don’t remember doing this, but it was an easy way to add some adventure to our morning today. We got to search for his keys AND find a dead battery! Like a treasure hunt, but without the fun.
That’s not what I even really wanted to tell you, though. It’s what I had to tell you, because when I do stupid things, it makes me feel better to laugh about them and Dave’s not laughing, yet. He’s jump starting the car from the lawn tractor.
Anyway, this is what I wanted to tell you.
Thanks to a generous gift and gentle encouragement from a beautiful friend, I’m giving cloth diapering a try.
Doesn’t Jackson look dapper in his diaper?
My mom used cloth diapers when I was a baby, and it wasn’t until after Lucy came that I really understood that it was something people still did. I thought it was an “olden days” sort of thing, like making all your own bread. Sure, it’s fun to make your own bread, but it’s not convenient to do every day. It may not even save you money. But so far, cloth diapering seems sort of simple. I keep wondering if there’s some key element I’m missing. I’ve seen so many articles and videos about it and was even invited to a cloth diaper party once to “try and figure it all out!” Of course, I didn’t really read those articles or watch the videos and I didn’t go to that party, but the knowledge of their existence was enough to place a shroud of mystery over the whole thing. Plus, I don’t know many people who do it, but some that don’t have suggested that it’s complicated and time-consuming.
My experience so far is that it’s less work than when Lucy started wearing underwear, but still had a lot of accidents.
I’m going to try it a while before I decide to invest in the next size diaper.
I’d love to hear about your diapering experiences. Do you use disposables or cloth or a combination of the two? What brands do you use? And what about baby wipes? Can you believe it took me until child number four to ask these questions?
Mother’s Day was lovely. I was the recipient of a green plant, some brilliant original artwork in my favorite medium (crayon), and a gift card to the spa! The spa!!!!
I was the giver of LOVE, in the form of photographs.
I had seen this idea at The Inadvertent Farmer and knew it was a perfect gift for my mom, so I quickly printed the letters and snapped the photos.
Then I had them printed and framed them – for at home.
And after seeing the idea at I Can Teach My Child, I made them into magnets – for her to take to work.
I also used them to make her a new Facebook timeline cover photo that I fell in love with so hard, I was inspired to update my banner here. Take a look at it. What do you think?
I couldn’t love them more.
Jackson has been pushing himself up.
You can’t tell, but he’s wearing a Superman onesie. I wanted to grab a picture when he pushed himself up high enough that you could see the S on his chest (because he can do that for a few seconds!), but my camera battery died after the first shot.
Julia had her first softball game of the season last night.
She’s playing shortstop this year, and from what I hear, she made some great plays last night.
Yeah, I missed that game, too. I’m also the only coach’s wife that doesn’t handle the team’s paperwork and keep the “business end” organized. But I have a doctor’s appointment today at which the doctor will ask me how things are going and I will burst into tears because GUILT, so much guilt, like I’m being stoned with GUILT, and she will offer me anti-depressants. I will say no. (I’m afraid that if I take them now I’ll be on them forever.) And I’ll wipe my tears and say I just need to exercise. (I do.) Then I’ll eat a King size Snickers on the way home.
It only took me five weeks to get a picture of all four of my kids together.
I took it last night, before Julia’s Piano Ensemble concert.
Today, I tried to take the picture I’d been planning my whole pregnancy: the one with the t-shirts* I’d bought long before Jackson was born.
The kids were willing to be photographed long enough for me to get about 50 shots and I was really excited about this one when I was reviewing them on my camera.
Then I uploaded it to my computer and realized I’d cut Julia’s head off, dammit. So, this one is probably the best one I took.
All faces are visible, all eyes are open and uncrossed, and no one is moving, crying or committing an act of violence. If I want one better than that, I’ll have to hire a photographer.
*I bought the girls’ big, bigger, and biggest sister shirts from Just Jen and Jackson’s lil brother shirt from Heather Rogers’ Designs. (And no one paid me or gave me anything free to tell you that. I just thought you might want to know where I found them. But, someone DID send me the boppy and cover in the last two photographs as a baby gift for Jackson and forgot to say who it was from. So, if it’s from you, thank you!)