While thinking of an idea for a friend’s baby shower, I began to think about my blog. Where the heck have I been? Uninspired – no way! Mila keeps me entertained for sure. Yup, she’s bewitched me…
Lesson: Sometimes you just need to get carried away in life.
And have fun.
I found a craft that originally called for painted rocks and an egg carton. I modified that idea into, what I call, a “color box” for Mila.
1. I hot glued cardboard pieces onto the bottom of a shoe box to create 4 sections.
2. Mila and I went “rock hunting”. We took a bucket and headed outside to find the perfect rocks. Mila absolutely loved this part and I loved that she could help.
3. I painted the rocks in 4 different colors, each corresponding to the colors on the box lid.
4. I made four holes and painted the lid to the box in 4 different colors. I used a paint-marker to write the colors on the box and sprayed it all with acrylic paint sealer/varnish to complete the project.
I had to use several coats of paint on the box lid and as you can see, it’s not perfect. It serves its purpose and really, a toddler doesn’t mind.
Mila loves playing with rocks, so this was perfect for her. She also loves popping the rocks through the holes then taking the lid off and grabbing all the rocks out from inside. I’m pretty proud of this project. 🙂
All proper projects require adequate testing before completion.
My mother used to sing this to me when I was little. I now sing it to Mila, (in my off-key voice).
This song triggers something inside of me and can make my cheeks instantly wet if I’m not careful, (really, the lyrics are a bit depressing but she is my sunshine).
Days go by way too fast. I thought being busy at work made the time fly. Now with no deadlines, minimal stress and only enjoyment with my baby, they seem to fly by even faster.
I remember being little and asking my mom when my voice would change. She laughed at me and said that only happens with little boys. I was disappointed because I didn’t much like the voice I was given.
I think about this occasionally when I hear Mila speak. She has such a sing-song voice. It’s so pretty and I hope it stays that way for her.
I can’t tell you how many times I blamed “baby brain” and really knew better.
It took me a little while, (read: few months), to correct this one:
I would come out of a store with a cart full of groceries and a little baby girl. I would immediately put Mila into the car, in her car seat and finish loading the groceries into the trunk. When I was finished, I’d stare at the cart, thinking, Crap I don’t want to leave Mila sitting there to put this in the cart return. Oh well, I’ll just leave it here. And then I would feel so guilty for just leaving a cart between cars. Oh well, my baby was more important!
Um, yeah. This is an easy one for a person thinking straight: put the groceries away, roll the cart to the return, carry baby back to the car. I felt so stupid when I realized.
March 4, 2012.
7 months, 3 weeks.
Today I am thankful for the memories of my grandfather.
He passed away in 2005 and there’s not a day that goes by that I do not think of him. He decorated for every holiday (even Valentines Day!), so when I put up the Halloween decorations, and especially the Christmas decorations I think of him. When I cook Thanksgiving dinner for my family, I think of him. When I teach Mila colors, I think of how he taught me “lellow” and “urple” and how my grandmother would throw a fit that he taught me the wrong words, (and we would just giggle at her). When I eat Lucky Charms, I think of how he let me eat all the marshmallows and he ate all the cereal. When I have my morning coffee, I think of how I would sit on his lap (or next to him at the table when I got way too big for his poor aching lap) and read the comics with him. When I see Ziggy or Snoopy, I think of him. When I think of the beach and fishing, I think of him. When I see a beautiful sea of colors from blooming flowers in the spring, I think of him.
He was my father before I had a father. He was my best friend. I was his Ande and he was my Poppy.
Today is Veterans Day and I am thankful for those who served, are serving and for those that lost their lives fighting for our freedoms.
Today I’m thankful that I live in a democracy. There are times that I do not agree with our government or do not like the way things are done, however, those are also the times I remember that I am granted the freedom to choose, to speak and to write.
*2012 was an election year. It was also dubbed the “most negative election in U.S. history” and possibly the most expensive. And let us not forget the women, breaking yet another record, this year. No matter what side you stand on, these results are impressive.
Today I am thankful for family and friends, the ability to go out and enjoy a couple of drinks with dinner…
and a new hair cut & color!