THINGS THAT ARE NOT CLOTH DIAPERS
September 20, 2011
THING #1: LIFE INSURANCE. WAIT WHAT?
In perhaps the ultimate "try to make THIS topic interesting" challenge ever, the folks at Lifehappens.org asked me to contribute a blog entry about life insurance. How did I do?
Don't answer that.
But maybe just go read it? It's about Ceiba? Remember her? She remembers you. Aww, wookit.
THING #2: SHOPPY SHOPPY SHOPPY
And then! In perhaps the ultimate "Amalah can be bought very easily" example, Old Navy sponsored a series of posts over at Babble Voices about going shopping with your children. So I went shopping with my children. Then I wrote about shopping with my children. See how that works? ASTOUNDING, I KNOW.
My post went up today. And while I don't want to spoil anything for you (since my blog posts tend to be so high drama and suspenseful and all), Ike totally got a onesie with a mummy on it.
Dude, don't move, but I think Mom has finally gone up and around the bend with this stripey clothes business.
THING #3: BOOBS
Yep.
THING #4: TORNADOS WITH FRICKING LASER BEAMS ATTACHED TO THEIR HEADS
It's Back To School Night at Ezra's preschool. I hope there are snacks.
There were no snacks at Noah's Back To School Night, though we were given the chance to write a little letter for him to find when he came in the next day. I illustrated our letter with a doodle of an Angry Bird, but was informed by Noah that I'd made the Angry Bird look HAPPY and this bothered him greatly. In fact, my incompetance at drawing properly angry Angry Birds just about ruined his whole morning, because he spent most of Journaling Time attempting to correct my drawing AND THEN HE HAD NO TIME TO JOURNAL, MOM. GOD.
I asked him what he usually writes in his journal and he said Angry Birds.
Anyway, none of this is making me feel very confident in my artistic ability, or that Ezra's teacher doesn't secretly think I am some kind of batshit crazy person.
THING #5: WAIT FOR IT...
WAIT FOR IT...
*BARF*
*OHCOMEON*
LOL, I love the look on your face in that last photo. So, "Yep. This is my life."
Love the last pic, barf and all.
Off to read your other posts... I've already ready the 8 lb Ceiba one. :)
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I love his Halloween outfit. The best thing about babies is they can't complain about what they are wearing, whether they want to or not.
Yes I remember Ceiba! Back when you first got her BEFORE you were a rockstar mommy blogger. I met Amy y'all and she even wrote in my "autograph" book at some blog conference when I wrote a blog! Yippie!
ohhh! am i the only one to home in on the reference to a fourth baby in the insurance post? love it! ;)
Yay, back to normal! (Though I appreciate the public service that was the cloth diaper series.)
You and Ike seem to have the same expression in the last photo. I hope only Ike barfed, however.
Leaving one omnibus comment to say I loved all of these posts SO MUCH. Most especially the Sears portrait studio pumping action. And also that scrumptious mummy.
You and Ike have the same expression on your faces in the last pic ;-) He is SO cute in his halloween clothes!!! I don't think boy clothes are all that bad! (Coming from someone with one daughter!)
That picture! With the smiling and the leaning on his big brother and the stripey clothes! My brain is melting from the cute! Aaarrrhhh! *squish*
That picture! With the smiling and the leaning on his big brother and the stripey clothes! My brain is melting from the cute! Aaarrrhhh! *squish*
I love the bottle of beer in the last photo :)
I LOVE your blog, but don't comment often...I love all your pictures and adventures with the boys...but the last picture seriously made me laugh...is that a beer in the background? All my friends ALWAYS pick my beer out of my pictures...so I had to return the favor!!
I miss the Ceiba posts- I always laugh out loud at the thought of hummingbirdy ears and "I are not fat."
As always, cute pics of the kids. Good luck tonight and if Ezra's teacher does not appreciate your drawing, he should be fired.
:)
I have 2 boys and shop the same way. I bought pants for my 9 year old after school started because he did not have a single pair of pants that fit. Then we weren't sure of the fit and if he liked them. Then the cold snap came, off came the tags and on to his body from the Old Navy bag they went. Of course the first pair he wore has a mishap in the crotch with the stitching and I didn't even notice until he'd worn them all day long. Both boys absolutely hate shopping.
When mine was a baby, we were at my childhood church, and my husband walked to the back with him, just to keep him quiet. By that time we had learned to hold him facing out, much like you just did with Ike. The church is 90 years old, and has beautiful hardwood floors. Right in the middle of a quiet time in the service, I hear a loud SPLAT coming from the back. Yep, our little happy urper.
When mine was a baby, we were at my childhood church, and my husband walked to the back with him, just to keep him quiet. By that time we had learned to hold him facing out, much like you just did with Ike. The church is 90 years old, and has beautiful hardwood floors. Right in the middle of a quiet time in the service, I hear a loud SPLAT coming from the back. Yep, our little happy urper.
@CZ in her insurance post she says that was after baby #2, so Ike wasn't around yet, so he would be the 'not done yet' baby in that article.
Love the cute kids, wish I blogged as well as Amalah.
Holy shit. The mummy onesie outfit is definitely Baby Clothes Hall of Fame material. Well done.
Super much digging the beer in the last photo. Also, I remember seeing the hands-free pumping photo on the product's packaging when I was pregnant. Also remember laughing & peeing myself a little.
I read the insurance thing earlier today (mostly cause I felt sorry for you having to write it). And I thought it was great!
You crack me up every time! I'm right with you regarding the shopping. My son is so damn picky that I just don't even bother until he's outgrown something. Like all he ever wants to wear are brown sandals. I usually buy the 2 pair when we go; the pair he can fit into now and the next size. That usually isn't a problem until his feet suddenly grow so fast that it is now Fall and I can't find more brown sandals!! No sandals in San Diego? You're kidding me.
Ike's onesie is super cute though. :)
Ok...I just read your boob post and I can't stop laughing at the caption underneath the milk pumping woman.
LOL!!!!
BAHAHAHAHAHA!!!! Thank you for making me laugh out loud AT
rats... AT work FIRST thing in the morning!! :O)
Aw, even the dog's cute. And your littlest? Has a range of expressions most adults would be proud of. All such great little dudes.
Aw, even the dog's cute. And your littlest? Has a range of expressions most adults would be proud of. All such great little dudes.
Holy cow, Ike looks exactly like Noah in those last two photos. Cutie pies. All of you.
Hey, the "gettin' shit DONE" headband is back!
Hey, the "gettin' shit DONE" headband is back!
You are quite funny, m'dear.
Sorry, I'm with Noah. You really have no excuse if you have a Angry Bird pillow RIGHT THERE to refer to for your drawings! GOSH MOM! I love the face Ike is making, looking at your phone. These kids are ridiculously smart, my 4 mo. old makes the same face, followed by an immediate GRABBING it from my hands.
Sorry, I'm with Noah. You really have no excuse if you have a Angry Bird pillow RIGHT THERE to refer to for your drawings! GOSH MOM! I love the face Ike is making, looking at your phone. These kids are ridiculously smart, my 4 mo. old makes the same face, followed by an immediate GRABBING it from my hands.
i like the beer in the background on the table best!
Thanks for the sort-of-about-Ceiba post. She's getting gray! Awwww. Your insurance guy sounds a lot like me, unfortunately. I'm all over the dogs, all the time. Shmoopwibble hummingbirdie ears.
I like how Ike is looking at your iPhone in the pre-barf picture, just waiting for the right moment. Okay, here we go... 1...2...3...hork!
OMG woman you crack me up. I hope that's a beer on the table behind you.
Oh, just wanted to comment laughingly and appreciatively about the beer, too. Dark beer is good for milk production!