Playin on the Playground

Some pictures from the playground......

I have experienced that horrific moment when your child licks the grocery cart. I didn't think that there was anything else like that.... until today. My child licked the monkey bars. The first picture below would have been so cute of Chuck peeking through the bars until he stuck out his tongue and I took the picture as I was shoving my hand in front of his tongue! At least you can see the black eye that is just hanging around.

Swinging

We have a baby swing but no where to hang it so Chuck and I visited the playground today for our first adventure at swinging. I'm not sure if he even realized he was swinging because he was so focused on the little girl that was swinging next to him. He is a long starer. If he was older, it would be creepy.

Wagon rides and Friends

We got some more fresh air today and spent some more time with our friend across the street.







For dinner I cooked Chuck a sweet potato and steamed some peas and he ate it with his hands.




On a side note..
The cats have been spending time outside which makes for less crazy inside. I guess we kind of let them out in hopes they might not come back. I guess their loyalty is strong. I just leave the back door open when I get home until I take my bath. Samer is like a dog and is running in and out the whole time.

I am also contemplating going brown... Or at least trying it. If it doesn't look good, I will go back to blonde. Not a problem since a residents wife is my hair dresser. I just can't keep up with the blonde. I have to get it done about every six weeks but with a child and a job and a husband that is never home, getting the hair done is impossible. The girl that does my hair has a newborn so can't come to me any more. I must go to her house. So maybe next week I will be brown and the week after that I may go back to blonde. I will conduct a poll and you will get to vote on my hair color.


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Sewanee Cuts Tuition by 10%

Yes, Sewanee's Right!

John McCardell discusses tuition cut from University of the South on Vimeo.

No Butts About It

There are some battles I will fight, and at the end of a long day I have just learned to let most of them go. Clothing is one of those battles.

Oops! Is that another black eye you see? Yep, that's what happens when we are learning how to walk. Luckily, both times it has really been his cheek bone and not the actual eyeball.

This week has been absolutely beautiful. I have rushed home after school. We were able to get in a wagon ride yesterday and today we played outside on a blanket and invited the baby across the street over to play. The two of them are just 2 weeks apart.

As we all know, we are pushing it to get a wagon ride in after school because the dinner alarm clock goes off promptly at 4:30. Our bottle alarm goes off at 5 and our bedtime alarm goes off at 5:25 and sometimes snooze can be hit until 5:30. Needless to say, afternoons are filled with feistiness and meltdowns. It's that little slobbery kiss somewhere in between that makes it worth it.

Here are some videos.... The first is a good look at his bruise and his inability to decide between a laugh and a cry. The second is of the Chuckmiester shaking his groove thing. I am beginning to wonder who taught him to dance. Surely it wasn't me. At least I don't think I dance like that. Chuck seems to just move his budonkadonk when he jams to some tunes.

Wanted: Longer Weekends

Granna and Bob Bob drove up to see Chuckaroo. It helped to keep my mind off of my painful sinuses. And a big thank you to Tiffany for finding words to describe what I have been feeling.... car sick. I have been feeling car sick this whole time. Still do. Tomorrow will be the end of my Z-pak so surely something will give. I am still wondering when my sense of smell and taste will come back.

Today was a beautiful day so we had a picnic in the front yard with Granna and Bob Bob before they headed home. Bob Bob gave the Chuckman a wagon ride ( which Chuck never gets tired of) and after they left, Chuck pushed his car around the yard. Maybe we will be walking or at least balancing by ourselves by our first birthday!

Then, we ate dinner and took a bath ( much to Chuck's dismay). After the bath, Chuck decided to help rearrange the pantry. Looks like it took lots of planning to decide where he was going to store his juice. (Note: sticking the tongue out always makes decisions easier).
There we go, that's exactly where that bottle of juice should go. Balanced perfectly on top of the canned goods.

And after reorganizing, it was time to stalk the cat and see if we could get a handful of fur.

Chuck turns One!

Mark you calendars!! March 19th we will celebrate Chuck turning one! Invitations have been ordered. Make your reservations at The Cabot Lodge - Millsaps.