tidbits.

We're currently in the packing up and moving on stage of life again.

Back when we first moved up here, we rented a two bedroom (tiny) apartment to stay in temporarily while we figured out the area and where we wanted to settle down.

Well, our lease is up there and we still have no clue where we want to "settle" down.

I will say this though; this area is quickly growing on me. I don't know what it is, but I'm good to stay here for a while. At this moment, hubs is right there with me.

Holy cow. An agreement. Wow.

So we rented a two bedroom (not so tiny) house in a very desirable neighborhood close to the downtown area. I. Am. In. Love.

It's an older home with hardwood floors, a huge backyard, on a tree lined street, with quiet neighbors. It's perfect.

There's also already a swingset/playset in the backyard.

So BG is a fan.

Currently half of our stuff is here and half is at the apartment. Without fail, whatever item you need at the moment will for sure be in the other living space.

Ask hubs. Or don't. Because I don't want him to remember his failed quest for underwear the other day.

Oops.

Tonight I left Mr. P and BG alone to go grab some stuff from the apartment. I got a text on the way back from him with this picture...


Apparently he left her for five minutes to get the door for the pizza guy and came back to caramel everywhere.

Clearly he doesn't realize you can't leave food anywhere near her. I don't even want to know where she got it from. She's like a food aggressive dog. You could lose a limb.

Except for when she's being picky and not eating. But that picture doesn't show that side, so.. next.

Our king bed won't fit in the bedroom here at the house. So we're pulling out the guest bedroom queen. This could be tough. We haven't slept on a queen (willingly) since the third month of our marriage. Fingers crossed this goes well....

wordless wednesday

project 365 x 2

WEEK 18
Sunday, May 1st:

BG and I drove to a local park to meet up with the bff and her family for the day. This kid loves the water. I love her so I got in the nasty water for her. True love folks.

Monday, May 2nd:

This is a horrible picture but you can sort of see the bright red spot above her left eye. That would be her first boo boo. Thank you PBK chair, daredevil child, and a bucket of books.

Tuesday, May 3rd:

An outtake from her 13 month photo shoot.

Wednesday, May 4th:

The two loves of my life. Well three, if you count the cell phone.

And I do.

Thursday, May 5th:

She made herself a cool little cowlick with leftover egg grease. Awesome huh?

I pack; she unpacks. Good system huh!?

Man.. Cinco de Mayo looks a lot different these days.

Friday, May 6th:

My sweet blog friend, Kara, and her little girl who shares a birthday with BG, sent us a Barney video that Sarah loves. Well who would have thought it, but my child did too! She sat still for a good ten minutes while it was on. That NEVER happens! Thanks Kara and Sarah!!!

Saturday, May 7th:

Making her take photos. I'm bound and determined to figure out my new camera.

WEEK 19
Sunday, May 8th:

Me and the sweetest girl I know on Mother's Day..

Monday, May 9th:

This is the face you now get when you say "give me mad face Baby Girl!". She also snorts and huffs. It's funny until she ties a tantrum to it. ;)

Tuesday, May 10th:

Out on another hike...


Wednesday, May 11th:

Just hanging out one morning.

Thursday, May 12th:

Oh you know, just eating my first ever hot dog.

Friday, May 13th:

I got my canvas in! You see this sweet baby? She was no where to be found this day. Friday the 13th stole my sweet girl.

Saturday, May 14th:
Fail.

Even bigger fail? NO yearly anniversary picture. Boo.

to my love.

In the goings on of our happy new life as parents, a lot of the time our relationship gets backburnered (verb?).

But then we have a day full of laughter and jokes and I watch my husband with our child and I fall in love all over again.

1st Anniversary
I'm so happy that six years ago we chose each other. In a way, this is the hardest relationship to maintain, but if you think about it, it's the only familial relationship that one chooses. I chose him six years ago and I'm still oh so happy about that.

2nd Anniversary
Newlywed life was hard. Jamming two completely different people into one home, one life is hard. Managing infertility is hard.

But when you make it to the other side, it's glorious.

3rd Anniversary
It's me and him. Forever. Someday (many, many, MANY years from now), BG will be out on her own and it will be just me and him again. Thank God I chose someone who makes me laugh harder than anyone else on the planet.

4th Anniversary
I love you babe. I love your laugh. I love how you say the most off the wall things that make sense only to you. I love how hard you love our child. I love how hard you work for your girls.

5th Anniversary
I LOVE YOU.

giggles & tidbits.

Because of the issues with Blogger, this post got deleted on Wednesday. Since it puts a big 'ol smile in my face (rare today in the midst of a packing nightmare), I'm putting it back up. My girl thinks it's hilarious that she has stinky feet.. Silly.


So what else is going on here??

We're moving. Again.

Bah humbug.

I loathe packing. Loathe it. I get all gung ho about it at first, then it loses appeal and my house sits half packed/half unpacked. Because half of my stuff is in boxes laying all around, I can't really clean so it's a disaster of epic proportions here.

Good times.

Fortunately we're getting out of our too tiny two bedroom apartment with our animal hoarding, pot smoking neighbors (cranky much?) into a real house. With a real yard and everything!

Angels are singing.

In other not so funny but this is real life news, my child is on a nap strike. It's my own fault really. I got all cocky Mama on Twitter the other day with the "is it possible my child sleeps too much?" question, and then either my child read my tweets or one of my Twitter friends emailed her about what I said. Because currently? she doesn't sleep too much. In fact she's all "I'll show you" and isn't sleeping enough. And when someone doesn't sleep enough, someone gets whiny. Big time.

She is her mother's daughter.

Nothing makes packing even more joyous than a cranky baby. Le sigh.

But in YAY news; my kiddo is walking!!!

She's been taking steps for a few weeks now but would promptly sit down when she realized she wasn't holding on to anything. Well not anymore.

The other day while we were meeting at the new house with our new landlord, she simply let go of my fingers and walked to the lady. A good 10 + steps!! Then to the delight of all three of us, she just put on quite the show walking all over the place. She was so cute!!

Perhaps her new found mobility (which since returning to the apartment she only busts out when SHE wants to) is also screwing around with her sleep. Who knows.

I just want to be out of boxes. Good thing I kind of dig unpacking.

How do I just skip forward a few days and get to that part?!