My kid is kind of weird. And did someone call "Cops"?

I have no idea why Nate decided to sit in the middle of the kitchen with a laundry bag over his head, but he sat there for a while.

Then he popped out to say hello:



Also, we were lucky enough to have some door-to-door guy get arrested in our driveway. It was like a super lame episode of Cops. We don't know what happened, but he went from our door to the back of a cop car in about 5 minutes flat. We're not sure if he was really a threat or of our township police were just bored. Could go either way.

It Never Fails...

Temporary Blog #2:

http://ahomeforstonewall.blogspot.com


That's really all I have right now...

For the kitties...

First of all I have to say that having a Blackberry is not helping my slacker blogging. I'm rarely in front of a computer except at work now. Why would I when I can sit on the couch and knit, watch tv AND check my email. It the perfect storm!

Now on to important things. My good friend Erin is married to a super guy Chris who happens to be a graphic designer (more on this in a minute). Erin and Chris are also big into animal rescue and have four rescue kitties of their own.

Back to the graphic design part. Chris was designing a t-shirt for rescues and in the process pulled a photo of my Hobbs off of our Shutterfly site. Of course I LOVED this and Hobbs was appropriately flattered without it going to her head. Here is the AWESOME result:



(Click here to take you to the order page!)

The kitty in the top right hand corner is my kitty! Not only is the t-shirt great but it's for an awesome cause so I encourage everyone to get one. And if you ask really nice, Hobbs might even sign it for you.

In blog related news, tonight I fell when I tried to put on my PJ bottoms because I put both feet into the same leg hole. I'm going to blame this one on PMS.

Have a seat...

I know, I know, I'm way behind. There have been so many ridiculous things... Here's the "Highlights" version of relevant events:

*While preparing our front room to paint, I was moving our cat condo out. I set it in front of our coat closet, turned, and smacked my NOSE into the wall so hard I heard it pop. No real damage but wow did that hurt.

*Carrying a pot in from outside (because we're supposed to get frost tonight) I tripped up the stairs. Twice. There's only 5 steps.

*Last weekend, Nate was playing outside at my in-law's cabin. It was a nice day but extremely windy. Their front deck is low to the ground- only about 3 steps. Nate was walking up the stairs and a big gust came and literally blew him off the porch! It was scary at first but when we realized he was ok, Brian was like "Our kid just got blown off the porch! What the hell!"

*Also last weekend, Nate figured out how to take the safety covers out of the outlets. He has a hand mixer that he carries around (sans beaters, thankfully) because doesn't every two year have their own hand mixer? He pulled out a safety cover and plugged in the mixer- which was turned on. I hear "wrrrrrrr" then "WAAAAHHHH!" at which point he wheels around, falls and hits his chin on the bed. I know these specific details because Brian WATCHED the whole thing unfold. Nice job, Super Dad.

And this past weekend was Nate's 2nd birthday party. I didn't get too many pics because I was running around, but these are my 84-year-old grandparents in Backyardigan masks. I think this explains a lot.

In like a lion

Yesterday Nate and I were testing out his new watering can in the backyard. He picked a weed and gave it to me. "Dandelion" I said. "Rrrroooaar" he said. Roar indeed.

Slacker.

Wow, where did the last 6 weeks go?? It's April suddenly and not a whole lot has been happening. We've been busy running around, something fun every weekend but nothing too crazy exciting.

Nate's language has been picking up which in itself is pretty funny. He has started calling his cousin Nick "Dee" and Nick has started calling Nate "Mo Mo" or "Moo Moo". Kids are weird.

The one thing that keeps happening is every where I go, someone is farting! At work, there's a guy who sits in his office (which is behind my cube) and farts loudly all day. Walking through the parking lot at the mall last week, some guy walking with his son farted. He had to know I was behind them, I have heels on and I have a heavy foot. At the bookstore on Saturday, some lady comes around the corner of the shelves and lets one rip like 2 feet from me. She at least said "excuse me". What is wrong with people??

Nate Rocks.

Nate Rocks. A little reluctantly.

In other news, we are on day 5 of Binky-Free Nate. He had a small set back yesterday and he still gets it over night but he's doing great. It was all by accident- Thursday morning, he threw his binky and refused to pick it up. I took it to daycare and told them only to give it to him for nap. He never asked for it- not even at nap time. We can't believe it!

Not much else for now...