Wednesday, October 28, 2009

Why I haven't updated...

The cleaning and scrubbing can wait till tomorrow
But children grow up as I've learned to my sorrow.
So quiet down cobwebs; Dust go to sleep!
I'm rocking my baby and babies don't keep.

Monday, October 19, 2009

The Mad Hatter...

So the big thing these days is putting anything and everything on his head and giggling hysterically as he says, "hat mama, hat." 
whatever keeps him occupied...
As you can see, he is concentrating really hard on keeping this piece from one of his bowls from falling. 
but once he figured out that it wasn't gonna move he felt the need to bust some moves. 

Wednesday, October 14, 2009

Eat your heart out Olivia Newton John

During my shower, Tyson occupied himself by reassigning my face washing headband into a new sweatband....
...and spent the rest of the morning dancing a la Olivia Newton John's "Lets Get Physical." 
My name is Tyson and I am here to " up."  

Wednesday, October 7, 2009

Happy Birthday to Jason

 Jason's 29th birthday was on the first of this month so we did some celebratin'. I was super excited to make him this lemon raspberry cake but it turned out better in theory than execution. Turns out I have two different size round pans but instead of shaving off the bigger layer, I just slapped on some icing in hopes that it would cover. The end result was not so fancy but at least it tasted good. 
Tyson was a little confused by the whole situation as he kept holding up his "one" to show us how old he was. I guess he thought he was getting another birthday. Here's a shocker to anyone who's read this blog...Tyson didn't eat the cake! My little nugget obviously didn't realize it met his sweet tooth standards and was so stubborn he wouldn't even try it. 
All in all it was a good day. I have been lucky enough to spend 7 birthdays with Jason so far and I hope there's many many more to come. Also, I get to celebrate the fact for 6 more months, Jason is older than I am. You can crack a whole lotta old jokes in 6 months. 

Friday, October 2, 2009


Because Tyson took so long to grow any hair on his (not-so) little head, and because it didn't look super rediculous from the front, we were in denial about the state of his hairstyle.
...but then Joe Dirt called...
and wanted his mullet back. 
So last weekend Jason took him to get a real big boy haircut. Since I was working a stretch of nights and was fast asleep at this time, my husband was kind enough to shell out the extra 3 dollars for the commemorative "first haircut" certificate. I was a little worried about how someone would manage to get a 16 month old boy to sit still for longer than 30 seconds but apparently this place is like a toddler heaven. They have super fun cars to sit in and cartoons playing all over. He had a ball. 
However, his attitude has been slightly sour ever since. Perhaps I overdid it with the 80's music I listened to during my commutes when I was pregnant...I think he misses his mullet.