Wednesday, September 22, 2010

A Day of Firsts

First number one.

First day of fall...wee hoo. Okay, that's a bit understated. I'm totally stoked it's fall, so stoked I filled my glass pumpkin jar full of candy corn. I also added a few other autumn decorations around the ole' house.


These are some of my pumpkins.

First number two.

Molly said "Mee-ing." Molly lifted her tiny little paw in the direction of my little sister, Marlene, in an attempt to get her to follow her across the yard and said, "Mee-ing."


Outside of saying momma and daddy, the only other name she has spoken is Marcella (aka Nella). I was a little caught off guard. I didn't think...I didn't realize....she's getting so big.


Immediately, I broke into my awkward proud momma dance and let out a truly delightful squeal. I just wanted to pick Molly up and squeeze the goodness out of her.


I'd like to remember that moment forever. I'd like to remember how she so barely whispered the name, as if she were almost afraid to speak it. I'd like to remember how she looked at me afterward, checking for my approval, making sure she was correct. Oh, how I love her.


I'd like to carry a recorder with me so that I could record everything. I'd like to record every moment so that some day I could play back her sweet tiny voice. But, deep down inside I know it would somehow cheapen the moment. Afterall, a first word is only to be heard but once.

~Margaret

Monday, September 20, 2010

Wonderful Weekends

You know it's going to be good when your weekend begins like this...



Huddled around a table, sippin' on espresso and watching my sister love on my daughter. We sampled humongous slices of pie, laughed and read lots and lots of books.



We met for coffee and dessert after a most harder dinner at our beloved Bob Evans. I think this is the way I want to spend all my Friday nights.





I love taking Molly out and showing her new places. She always makes herself at home, no matter where we are.


She really liked to wall decor. She kept running to the huge, cartoon looking wall mounts and trying to stretch her arms up to reach them.


We all had a lot of fun and I'm already looking forward to our next trip to the cafe.



On our way home we passed the courthouse. I have a thing for big, old buildings :).

When the weekend starts this amazingly well, it only has to end just as well.


Sunday afternoon we hit up the Green Thumb Produce to get some pumpkins. Okay, now it really feels like fall.


Molly liked the small pumpkins. She was calling them babies.



We went with my mom, dad and two sisters. I could have done without the mid-80 degree temperatures and baking sun, but I got a lot of great gourds for decorating the house and a few really awesome pumpkin that I can't wait to carve out. My birthday is actually Oct. 31st, so I've always been a little extra excited for fall.


Along with a few other activities going on at the Green Thumb Produce, there was a petting zoo! Of course, Molly was super excited.


She really liked the two white ducks, but of course the kittens were the favorite of the day.



We had such a fun weekend. Inbetween Friday night and Sunday afternoon, we also had a reunion at my husband's mother's house and an engagement party for a good friend of mine!

I'm going to be decorating the house and attempting to bake an apple pie this week...I'll be sure to let you know how that goes!
~Margaret

Wednesday, September 15, 2010

Because it's Wednesday

I'll wake up in the morning, struggle through the layer of clothes on my bedroom floor to answer the call of a newly awakened cranky child. Before I can even use the restroom, I know I have to find a clean sippy cup and after failing to do so, I'll have to find a dirty cup and quickly clean it. Then, I'll dance around the kitchen making a breakfast that I know she won't eat anyways. After realizing it's trash day and that the trash cans aren't anywhere near the road side, I'll cut breakfast short and dash outside. With baby on my hip, I'll struggle down the driveway trying not to tip the giant green can on immobile wheels.  And right when I think I'm at my breaking point and I'm just about to curse out this stay-at-home-motherhood, I'm reminded why I do this.


My battery will be dangerously low, then I'll see her little body stumble across the yard and immediately I'm recharged.


The everyday mundane suddenly becomes extraordinary.



And I'm thankful.





~Margaret

Monday, September 13, 2010

Sick Day

I totally believe when you become a mom, you are given extra, magical powers. Powers that give you the ability to know things before fully knowing them. Like knowing your baby has a fever before she even gets up from her afternoon nap.

Baby's fever trumps everything. It doesn't matter how long it took to clean the house for the weekend or how ready you are for a weekend out, if baby gets a fever all things come to a halt. This is when a mommy uses her second magical power; the capability to reduce a fever....which is why I called my mom immediately.

She's actually very excited about the ball and giving it a hug...although the picture portrays the opposite.

Oh, and daddys also get magical powers. Theirs are knowing exactly what to get to make baby feel better....like a big purple ball.


Daddys are also good at reading books to sick babies.




She likes to hug the kitten in her book.



She also prefers to read her books upside down. She's really advance.


The calmness of our house this weekend was an absolute breath of fresh air. It was the calm that comes after the storm of sickness. Her fever had left by noon on Saturday, but by then all plans had been cancelled anyways and the much needed rain pounded the ground all afternoon, preventing any outside work. We were forced to relax, to cuddle with our child and to enjoy the time we had together.



We wore pajama's and blew bubbles on the deck.



And Molly really likes blowing bubbles.


I love her different facial expressions.




~Margaret

Friday, September 10, 2010

To do list

I need to get moving, but the only thing that has moved is the coffee level in my mug. Anderson Copper and Kelly Ripa really aren't that exciting, but for some reason I can't take my eyes off the television screen. I suppose my eyes won't wander because they fear seeing the mess. As long as I don't see it, I'll be okay. Have you ever noticed, it's so much easier to lounge when your house is clean? Or is it just me :)

I'm really looking forward to this weekend, but I have so much that needs to get done before that can happen. I read once that if you want to do something to tell someone, then you have to do it. So, here is my list of things to do today:

1. Clean out fridge
2. Take dishes out of dishwasher
3. Sanitize countertops
4. Wipe down cabinets
5. Sweep floors
6. Organize toys
7. Laundry (folded AND put away)
8. Take trash out
9. Dust
10. Wipe windows

Happy Weekend!
~Margaret

Wednesday, September 8, 2010

A chilly morning, labor day weekend and a beautiful September night

Good Morning.


I love the feeling of opening the front door, early in the morning, after days of scorching temperatures, expecting the same, only to receive a cool, fall-is-coming kiss. The cool air refreshes your body like a glass of water. The change is greatly welcomed.



So we grab jackets, hats and mittons and run outside to properly greet fall.


Because, we are excited.


Because, this weather makes me buy magazines with pumpkins on them and the promise of perfect, homemade Halloween costumes for littles stored inside and if you do buy the magazine you will suddenly be granted the powers to construct the perfect Halloween costume.

Because, this weather makes it okay to sip on coffee in the afternoon without having to sit in front of a blowing fan.

Because, it's time to cover toes with striped socks and boots.

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Labor Day (a.k.a Lounge Day)


Family Day


I love Labor Day. You celebrate by doing nothing. You spend most of the day in a lawn chair and can correctly celebrate with a beer.

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A beautiful September night.


A little shadow running across the grass.


She loves to just run.


And explore.

After a lot of exploring and running in the evening sun, baby birdy is more than willing for a little cuddle time.


~Margaret

Friday, September 3, 2010

Because I can

Here is a Friday Foto if I ever saw one...




You're welcome.
~Margaret
p.s. they're not mine

Thursday, September 2, 2010

Mornings and bathtime

Welcome to our mornings. I love mornings.


In order to enjoy a morning with us, you must first understand how much we enjoy lounging. And I'm talking still pajama wearin', dry cereal munchin', and lots of couch breakin' in, lounging. I believe Molly keeps waking up earlier and earlier just so she can get in more loafing time.



Every morning, for atleast a half hour, Molly just wants to lay in the big bed with me. I'm sure this is because as a newborn she would only sleep on my chest, so I would bring her into bed with  me. But, I don't mind. 


Then when the sunrises, we'll make our way to the livingroom, which is when I bring out the cereal and cups of milk. Molly loves to sit in her rocker and watch Clifford.



Once Clifford is over, lounging shifts to exploration. Today, Molly found an empty whoppers box (last nights snack hehe) and grabbed the colander from the kitchen and proceeded to fill the box with her cereal and then dump the box into the colander.



Mornings go so quickly. I've never been much of a morning person, but with Molly, I can't help but love them now.

Oh....and to help with not so lovely mornings, I have this sucker.



Yes, I finally gave in and got rid of my ancient, 5-cup coffee maker for this turbo, monster of a coffee maker. Oh and my favorite part is the button that reminds you how long it's been sitting there. The only issue I have with it, is that I have to remind myself every morning that just because I can doesn't mean I have to make all 12 cups. :)

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Bathtime.

My second favorite time of the day.


But, recently, bathtime has changed. Bath's used to be Molly-just-sits-and-smiles-time. Now, baths are see-how-big-of-a-splash-you-can-make-time.


I suppose the more she splashes, the closer I get to have had a shower, so I don't complain.



~Margaret