Tuesday, June 29, 2010

Oh... there is zero motivation left in my body. This is what summer does. Leaves me unmotivated and requiring lots and lots of lounge time.

Desiring a vacation, I packed up on Friday morning and Molly and I took a road trip up north. We began the weekend of fun by visiting Angela, Noah and the new baby Andrew.


Molly and Noah, surprisingly, got along great. They are more than a year apart in age, so I wasn't even sure if they would acknowledge each other.
Life is too short not to enjoy play dates. When we were running around the park (they have a park behind they're house....how nice is that?), if Noah would get to far ahead of Molly, he would call back in his little two-year old voice "Come on, Molly." So cute!
After a little time running around the park, Angela pulled out the baby pool. I love babies in water!

Molly doesn't usually sit in water, but when Noah sat down, Molly plopped right down.


This face alone describes how much fun she had.


After some fun in the sun, we made our way back to Grandma's house for nap time. Boy, did she nap. She was so tuckered out, her nap lasted for an hour and a half. After Molly was fully rested, Marcella, Molly and I went to the NB pool for some more water time.
Friday was great. I didn't do any laundry or scrub a single dish. I was one happy mommy. Saturday was just as nice. Molly got to experience her very first Country Fest. First thing we did was hit up the petting zoo.



The petting zoo was great. Kids are allowed to pet and pick up animals. I couldn't help but wonder if any of the kittens end up missing.

My favortite were the draft horses!

After visiting with friends, and catching part of my brother's volleyball game, Molly was spent and it was time to get out of the heat.

No weekend away is complete without a Sunday morning at Grandma's house. Maybe it was the extra hour of sleep or the amazing cup of joe, but we had a great morning.


I love it when families are together in the mornings, especially Sunday mornings. Everyone is dressed up and unable to busy themselves before church. So, we find ourselves gathered in the kitchen, sipping on coffee and watching the little one play.


Now we are back into the week and awaiting another really awesome weekend!
~Margaret

Sunday, June 20, 2010

Big shoes, big heart, big hero

Today began at 6:30 am, when I crawled out of bed to prep for the ultimate father's day brunch. When asked what he wanted for his father's day meal, he simply stated that he would really like some fried cornmeal mush. It's a really, really simple recipe, but it needs to cool before cooked. I needed to make it as early as possible for the mush to be ready in time. After dancing around the kitchen for a half hour or so, I quietly made my way back into bed. In our family bed of Marshal, Me and Molly on my chest, we slept in until almost 9!



I have been anticipating today like no other. I feared this is a day when he will be hurting. I even almost bought a TV to serve as a very expense surprise and distraction for today. However, I am more fearful of the pocket book than I am of emotion. So, I settled for a new pair of shades. Molly actually, sort of, picked them out. We were walking through the mall and I said, "Molly, what should we get daddy?" She replied by grabbing for the rack of sun-glasses.

We're crazy about this guy.



Even if he doesn't have the ability to control his portions....



My love, you have been there since day one. Before you even heard her tiny heart beat, you knew the role of a father. She would be doing cart wheels and karate kicks in my belly and just by placing your palm over my stomach she would immediately calm down. Even then, she knew her father's touch.

After hours of contractions and strenuous pushing, I finally saw her eyes. I sware, it was like looking into yours.



You were made for this.
Happy Father's Day
~Margaret

Wednesday, June 16, 2010

So yesterday I went on a major cleaning binge and completely scrubbed my entire kitchen down, as well as the bathroom. I dusted every room, plus the ceiling fans. I washed windows and completely caught up on laundry. Every once in awhile, something will trigger a major cleaning extravaganza and I become totally motivated to make everything shine. This time it was a Tupperware container with rotten broccoli. I will never let broccoli spoil in my kitchen ever again. I was trying to pack in more leftovers when I found it in the fridge. I opened it to see what was inside and the stink almost knocked me over. I thought I would be able to just toss it in the trash, but soon the whole kitchen began to smell. I took the trash out, scrubbed and sanitized the can, and the smell still lingered. This was when the cleaning spree began. Soon my kitchen was smelling less like disgusting broccoli and more like clorox and chemicals. I guess the later is better, but not by much.

I've never really worried about the chemicals I was using to sanitize and clean my house, until I was washing windows and immediately after I see Molly with her little hands on the glass. I know the glass wasn't dry yet and I know those little fingers will make their way into her mouth. Is there an effective way to clean without using harmful chemicals? I've seen a lot of ads for Seventh Generation cleaning products and have even seen them is stores. They're are expensive, but isn't it worth it? Here comes the struggle between cost and conscience.


They are based out of Vermont and claim to be one of the country's first "socially responsible" company. The company derives its name from the Great Law of the Iroquois that states, "In our every deliberation, we must consider the impact of our decisions on the next seven generations." On top of everything, they also allegedly give 100% of their profits to non-profit community, environmental, health, and responsible business organizations working for positive change.

I have also been seeing a lot of articles from websites and magazines about making your own cleaning products. Talk about cost saving. Recently I found an article from REAL SIMPLE online magazine. They suggest 66 All-natural cleaning solutions. I didn't know there was so much power in a lemon!

I may start a little hands on experimenting to see if the natural cleaning solutions really get the job done and can still be cost effective before I decided to invest in an expensive cleaning system.

~Margaret

Sunday, June 13, 2010

A jumbled mess of love.

I am very happy to introduce my darling, baby girl's new pj's! The ducky "baby bag" pajama's have been officially replaced. My baby has big girl pajamas now. When I showed the yellow jammies to her tonight she pulled them from my hands, gave them a good look over and said "pretty".....which sounds more like "keek-ee."


How can something as simple as new pajamas end up meaning so much more than just new pajamas. These little matching giraffe duds aren't just another article of clothing that will filter through her closet. They slightly have a purpose beyond there original design. The reason these pj's have so much meaning in them is that I didn't have a moment in the store, I didn't hear trumpets and life didn't turn into slow-motion when I carried them out the store. I just simply chose them from a rack and carelessly slipped them into the cart. I didn't sigh with relief after I swiped the debit card and more importantly they didn't make me cry.



The moment didn't come until after I realized there hadn't been a moment. Dinner was already made, baths were already given and baby was already tucked into bed before I even realized the moment happened. Life has become normal. I'm no longer the self-conscience, pregnant, unmarried girl. I'm no longer the frantic, new mom trying to plan the perfect wedding. I am a wife and a mother, who casually picks out baby clothes in Target. I'm thinkin' life is pretty good.   

Can you tell why I call her little birdy?


Life is good, because the only drama lately has been the arrival of our new chair. I did my usual "I'm not sure if I completely love it...it costs too much, can I take it back?!" freak out. But, like most of my freak outs, they usually pass in a day or two. I've begun to really like the chair. I found a really amazing end table at Target today, which ties it all together really well....okay I love it now :)


I'll probably change the pillows, but I'm really happy how it turned out. I'm lucky to have a very patient husband, who understands---doesn't always help---but atleast understands my freakouts.

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Today when I was making dinner, Molly was fumbling around my feet keeping herself busy. I was watching her enough in regards to her safety, yet I wasn't focused on her activity enough to know completely what she was doing. In other words, I was really busy and she wasn't hurting anything so I let her keep doing it.


For a second, I stopped what I was doing and without her knowing, I watched. From the lazy-susan cabinet she was trucking over cans to drop into her daddy's lunch box. I guess she was trying to help me out and get a jump start on tomorrow. Please don't mind the dirty lunch box. Marshal has been working crazy ten hour days seven days a week and that box is getting a lot of use.

She's a smart one. Not only does she pack lunches, now she's wearing heals......


In a jumbled mess of love, i've learned where the importance lies. It at first was for me, but now I know better.
~Margaret

Saturday, June 12, 2010

Swimming Pool

Yeah! Finally we went swimming! It is not officially summer until you have experienced the public pool. We did it and we did it well. I packed the giant diaper bag full of sunblock, beach towels, water bottles and plenty of snacks. We slipped on bathing suits, pulled hair up into ponytails and grabbed the flip-flops.


It was a perfect day for the pool.


Molly makes the perfect beach baby. Her chubby little legs trying to make it through the baby pool water just cracks me up. I took her with me to the "big" pool and out into deeper waters. I knew she would enjoy it, but I didn't realize how much. Instead of clinging to me, she would try to push off like she wanted to go it on her own. She is my water baby and this makes me happy.



As much as she enjoyed the water, I think she enjoyed snack time even more. Nothings better than ice cold water and some Nilla Wafers after exhausting yourself fighting all those waves and the heat of the sun.


Imma be lookin' forward to the next pool day!

Oh and on top of all the super-fun pool day stuff, we get to also see Uncle Assistant Manager Mark.



~Margaret

Wednesday, June 9, 2010

Please remember how to make coffee...

This morning I couldn't figure out why the coffee maker wasn't working. I would leave the kitchen and come back thinking the pot would be filled, it wasn't, so I would leave and return shortly to see if the coffee maker had made any progress. I quickly became frustrated, glaring down at the coffee maker. Coffee maker plugged in. Coffee in filter. Green light on. I couldn't figure out what was wrong. Then I realized, somehow I had missed the whole put-water-in-coffee-maker-then-put-coffee-pot-under-coffee-maker step. The darn thing was still sitting in the kitchen sink from yesterday morning.

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Yesterday was nice. We left everything for the day. We left dishes in the sink, laundry in the dryer, and beds un-made. Molly and I dropped everything and hit the road. We made a trip up to my mamma's house.





I am also happy to say I was able to visit a good friend and meet her new little baby! Her second sweet little baby boy. Before the visit, I went baby shopping. I wasn't sure what I wanted to bring. Babies are so special and you don't get to pick out baby gifts every day ;)......

I was hunting through stacks of picture frames, photo albums and every kind of trinket imaginable. Then, I stumbled across this adorable picture frame and it read Brothers. I don't know why, but immediately my eyes welled up. She has brothers! Little moments when life becomes so real and so beautiful are just amazing.

I wish I would have remembered to take a picture during the visit, but the little bugger was just so gosh darn adorable I completely forgot to pull out the camera. I'm so happy for you, Angela! You are a perfect example in your faith and a great role model as a mother and wife!

~Margaret

Tuesday, June 8, 2010

With my morning coffee I get to enjoy...

...the concentration face.




This face is sweeter than any sugar I could find....


The funniest thing in the world is when she cracks herself up...
Something else that's funny:
Trying to get a picture of baby outside has become similar to spotting Sasquatch. She just runs.




~Margaret

Thursday, June 3, 2010

Play time....

 Molly is discovering different toys and it's very exciting. She's not just chewing on books anymore. They may not be right-side-up, but she's really starting to look at the pages. She's also becoming more creative....



When we first gave Molly this stroller, she wouldn't let us put anything in it...she thought it was for her to be strollered around in. Yesterday, I found her pushing around her horse and she had actually put the horse in the stroller herself.....



and then she put the horse in the baby saucer....



and in her bathtub...

She has also suddenly found a friend in her little Easter chicky. She found it under a pile of stuffed animals and hasn't let go since.


~Margaret


Tuesday, June 1, 2010

Breakfast on the deck....

Memorial Day.

A little swimming, a lot of sun, cook out with tasty burgers, and even an ice cream cone. In every essence of the word, we partied. Just the three of us.

And it all began with breakfast on the deck.......


It was the first time in a long time my husband has been able to relax and take time for himself. I was determined to let him sleep in, which is why I took baby's cereal and my coffee to the outdoors. Our morning outside ended up being a treat instead of a favor.


Because mornings are a little different. Mornings have just a pinch of something special. When you have Molly in your morning, you can't help but enjoy every last drop of it's goodness.



I wanted Marshal to stay sleeping so badly that I literally tip-toed through the house to put little birdy down for her nap. After she was safely tucked into her crib, I quietly snuck into the bathroom to get ready for the day. I was brushing my teeth when I suddenly heard a noise. I heard the roar of the lawn mower engine starting up. Immediately, I say, "Oh-no, he didn't." I drop my brush and marched to the kitchen to peer through the window to find, in fact, that there was Marshal still half asleep starting to mow the lawn....at 9 o'clock on Memorial Day Monday morning. He knew he was doing something he shouldn't be doing the moment he saw me. The groggy husband slumped his shoulders as he made his way back inside, leaving the lawn mower until a decent hour. Poor guy. Later on in the day, after a little nourishment and a shower, Marshal admitted that it was probably a good thing that I had stopped him. This still makes me giggle.



Mornings around here, I tell ya', you don't want to miss 'em.



I'm not going to wait until next Memorial Day to have breakfast on the deck, again.....