Rough Housing

Every family needs a little rough housing every once in a while- I guess the family proclamation calls it wholesome recreational activities :-) Here is some of ours. Anessa loves to sit on daddy's shoulders while he runs around the kitchen, through the hallway, living room, and into the kitchen again. She laughs and has a great time. I, on the other hand, don't enjoy it nearly as much. I love her laughter, but I get nervous with these kinds of things, especially when her daddy asks "We have enough room to clear the doorways, right?"!

A collage

I randomly take pictures. Sometimes Anessa looks so cute, I just can't resist. This time she does look adorable and I thought that Mike was asleep. So I got up on the counter to take a picture of my handsome husband and turns out, he wasn't asleep. Still handsome, just not sleeping. So these random pictures are just for fun.

Bite Me!

Recently I bought two bags of apples (one of those buy one get one free specials) and all the apples in the bags are very small. Because they are so little, Anessa thinks they must be for her. I like that she likes apples, it is certainly better than some other things she could like. Mostly I like that she has to hold it in her hand and bite it. If I slice it, she gets angry and won't eat the slices. So I let her hold the whole thing. She doesn't like the peel and leaves a little trail of apple peel wherever she walks (very annoying) but she sure is cute!

Laundry Queen

Anessa loves to help me with the laundry. She enjoys putting the clothes in the dryer and she also enjoys pulling her laundry hamper to the laundry room. But by far, her favorite job is to push the clean laundry in a basket to my bedroom, where I fold the laundry on top of the bed. She is so adorable when she is doing it, I just had to take a picture to share. The picture really doesn't do justice for the amount of effort she has to use to get the basket into my bedroom. She grabs on and then pushes with all her might, her little leg muscles flexing for all they are worth. It is cute. And best of all, I don't have to carry the laundry from the laundry room to my bedroom!

Apron strings and old fashioned things

Whenever I was growing up and I read some story or heard something about kids pulling on their mom's apron strings, I always thought of it as kind of cute, in an old fashioned kind of way. I also thought that aprons were old fashioned and never wore them. Recently I realized that my shirt supply had started to dwindle. Not that I don't have that many, but my "wear out of the house shirts" were diminishing. As I thought about why, I realized it is because when I cook, I am very messy. I always end up with splatters of this or that on my shirts. Usually they come out, but when they don't, I add them to the large collection of "house" shirts. So I have become apron crazy. I actually enjoy wearing them, except for one thing. Anessa thinks it her duty to pull on the strings. All these years I believed it to be an old fashioned kind of cute. Now it is a new fashioned kind of not so cute. One time would be cute, but when I can't get the strings undone from so many knots I have tied to keep Anessa from pulling them, it is bothersome. These pictures take apron string pulling to a whole new level. This is mommy as a horse apron string pulling. And this is a new fashioned kind of cute. Ok maybe just for right now because I haven't put my apron on yet today. :-)

Baby Food

Anessa thoroughly enjoys unloading the diaper bag. The other day she was blissfully unloading when she came across a small applesauce type container of baby food. I don't even know what kind it was. She tried for a while to get it open and finally came and handed it to me. I asked her if she wanted to eat it and she ran smiling to her high chair. I checked the date and it wasn't expired, but Anessa is way beyond the baby food stage. She got her teeth later than most kids, but still, she is way beyond that. I opened it up for her and gave her a spoon. She tried a few bites, but pulled classic faces that unfortunately I didn't get pictures of. I did get pictures, however, of what happened after she figured out that baby food isn't that good!

Osh Kosh Tough

A while ago I was helping my mom clean out a shop at her house (which we didn't get finished, but oh well) and we came across big sacks of baby clothes that my mom had used for Jayme. It is hard to believe that Jayme is already 14. I remember when he was born. I was 14. He is growing up into a fine young man. He is great. Anyways, I was going to say that in the sacks of clothes I found this pair of overalls. I thought they were cute so I brought them home for Anessa. She looks adorable in them. Jayme was adorable in them. Some things never change. And they are tough. I am curious to see how long they will last. So far they are holding up great.

A little "hooray" shout for Osh Kosh BGosh and their "tough" clothes!!