Weekend Happenings

These are the kinds of weekends I love.  Relaxed and laid back...some built in lounge time.  On Saturday, B-man let us sleep until 8:30.  He woke up at midnight and spent the rest of the night in our bed. He was up at 6 and I figured he was up for the day, but one part of a bottle down and he passed right back out, and until 8:30.  Bliss.  The last time E and I got to sleep in that late while not on vacation was...well, before B-man.  Saturday we had to paint a bulkhead, but then we did some shopping and tried out a new sandwich shop, Capriotti's.  The sandwiches were HUGE, expensive and pretty good.  Even B-Man had some of the bread.  I think he enjoyed it!

It was also the first time bug sat in his big boy stroller without the car seat and he loved it.  He was a little sleepy the whole time, but so good and not fussy.  I wish I took more pictures....it was a beautiful day and we had so much fun!

When we got home we weren't too hungry, but a bit later we decided that we should probably eat something for dinner.  I went back to making one of my old favorites....quesadillas.  I remember the first time I made quesadillas for E's parents. They were amazed at how good they are.  And they're so easy! Always a crowd pleaser.  All we used was a tortilla, grilled chicken, mozzarella & taco blend cheese and onions with some avocado and salsa on top.  It takes all of 10 minutes to make a quesadilla for two meals.  How can you beat that?!

One Fine Saturday

Isn't it crazy how some friendships come about?  This is my maid of honor at my wedding.  Almost exactly three years before this day, I remember being at work and getting a phone call.  It was my new roommate.  She called to say that she knows she didn't know me that well and she thought living together would be good, but you see she heard I was dating this guy.  It wasn't that she didn't like the guy.  She just didn't want him over in our suite or our room...all. the. time. You see, we didn't really know each other, but we both knew the other girls we were going to be living with.  I guess you could see we were the odd ball room in our suite.  Would it work? Wouldn't it work?  Well, fast forward three years later and she's giving a speech at my wedding as the maid of honor.  Oh yeah, and that guy...now my hubs.  Even though Kels and I didn't know each other going into our sophomore year, and the first few days were really feeling each other out, trying to figure out whether or not this was going to work, we just clicked.  And not only did WE click...but she and the hubs are pretty close, too.  I guess you could say I'm one lucky lady.  E & I have moved out to Arizona twice now, and then back home...and this girl?  Came out to visit both times.

You see, she and I don't have to spend every second together or even see each other every week...and at this point every month!  But when we want to get together and we're living within an hour or two of each other...we somehow always end up here:

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It's also one of those places where we always open the menu, stare at each other and ask what are we doing.  Because I know we can always count on soup, salad and bread sticks at lunch...and let's make it Chicken & Gnocchi.  I mean for the record and all.  So yesterday I got to see this lovey, at the Olive Garden and hubs was working and couldn't make it so it was just the three of us.  Now the first time my little B-man met Miss Kels?  Well, let me show you how that went....a little something like this...

He didn't last too long...he was a fuss butt...and a cranky pants?  This time, I'd say we had much better luck...

B-Man loves his Aunty Kels.  I can't believe it had been three months since we had seen her...but always so great to get together!  After lunch we headed to Kels's mom's house...right up the street...where B-man got his very own car...and measuring cups to play with.  

I mean...who needs toys when you can have a pile of measuring cups to bang around and toss?!

This little guy....

...sure is lucky he's so cute.  It's an early night over here for us...hoping to catch up on some sleep and praying for some uninterrupted rest.  This little man gets me every time.

And how is it that baby tootsies are so darn sweet??

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My baby's turned into a monster....

I am...beat. Wiped. Pooped. Exhausted.  That's right, friends.  We're teething.

Even though that face gets me every time...it's tough to remember in the middle of the night.  We've been spoiled.  It's true.  B-man has slept through the night since he was about two months old.  We have a bed time routine (and I swear by Johnson & Johnson's night time bath....without it he just doesn't sleep the same).  B-man gets dinner, has bath time, dry off, lotion time, get wrapped up in a swaddle blanket (not a true swaddle anymore), have a bottle and then he passes out.  Before? He would sleep 9-11 hours...no interruptions.  He was a great sleeping.  Now? Well, now we're teething.  That means that last night, when he only got up once, and for only 45 minutes in the middle of the night...it was a good night.  The worst night?  A few nights ago when he was up 5 times, at one point for almost an hour and a half.  E and I both work and have long commutes...so there is really no winning.  Poor little bug can't fit enough things in his mouth and there's nothing that really seems to work for him.  He wants to be held, but he's uncomfortable when you hold him.  So he wants to get down and crawl, but needs your comfort...but when you hold him...well, you get it.  Any moms out there have any advice?  B-man cut his first two teeth when he was six months and really without any fussing at all.  I couldn't understand why anyone would possibly say that teething was tough.  Now I know....now....I know.  At least we've still managed to get some good ole pics over this past weekend....

Another Beginning

After months...well, let's face it, it's probably been over a year now, of reading other lovely lady's blogs, I've decided to carve out my own little space right here.  For a while now I've routinely checked out recipe blogs, lifestyle blogs...MOMMY blogs.  I've recently read so many posts about the amazing community of bloggers and support that so many have found.  And I especially love that some of these blogs end up being a digital scrap book...an archive of pictures, thoughts and memories.  Hubs and I live in New England and have had tons of adventures and surprises over the last few years...the most recent being our little angle baby, B-man.  Even though we did everything almost everything to ensure we wouldn't have kids for at least another five years, we found ourselves staring at two little pink lines on a pregnancy test about 16 months ago, and now we're bringing up our little B-man. 

Not only were we not planning on having kids anytime soon, I cried when I found out we were pregnant and hated almost every second of pregnancy (except for the food...the food was good).  I panicked about being a parent multiple times because "we weren't ready."  (Ummm...we both have degrees, are married and have a house!)...I'm pretty sure E thought I was crazy and I'm not sure how he handled my entire pregnancy.  Not being prepared to be pregnant, having crazy hormones, eating (a lot...I mean...a lot) and ballooning up like a whale made me a little difficult to be around the majority of the time.

Oh you must being having twins...my sister loves having twins, you'll have so much fun!

(Actual quote from a cashier...when 6 months preggo...)

I planned to be super healthy and workout all the time while growing a little munchkin inside of me...instead we went to the Chicago food festival and I took full advantage of eating McDonald's whenever possible.  *sigh* I somehow still went into labor 5 days early.  On my way to work, I felt funny, called E and told him I thought today was the day, continued on to work, worked for 45 minutes then headed to the hospital.  

One hubby locking his keys in the car and 12 hours later our little angel baby was born. 

After everything, turns out that being parents is an amazing and wonderful experience...and yes, we're already planning for number two (a few years out ;) ).  So i guess this little spot here will be our journey through raising the B-man and everything else in our crazy life.