MCB: Dad – tell Santa what you want for Christmas.
RB: I don’t want anything.
STB: Yes you do – you want a new watch.
MCB: What kind of watch do you want, Dad? A pink one?
RB: No, not a pink one.
MCB: Do you want a orange watch?
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Chip off the old block…
Could my son look ANY more like his dad?
Even the hair sticking out over their left ears.
I am almost done with all my photo editing and Christmas card creating and will soon be back to overshare about my family’s every-day escapades.
D is for…
Gotta love that Mallory wanted to put barrettes in her dad’s hair :-)
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Daddy’s new hair-do
I think I can post these without any explanation. Enjoy.
Bossy Genes
All poor Mallory inherited from me are my cheeks and my thighs. Rick gave her his round head and his brown eyes. While Mallory’s eyes aren’t as dark brown as Rick’s, they are a lighter brown with some golden flecks in them.
So, I’m happy that Carson looks a little like me, but I am afraid his eyes are getting a little less blue. And I will be pretty upset if neither of my children ends up with my eye color.
All because of Rick’s bossy genes.
{I can’t take credit for the saying, but it is too perfect to …
The conclusion is, there is no conclusion
So, I’ve been peanut-free since the beginning of July and Carson’s “possible peanut allergy” rash cleared right up. Correction, I’ve been peanut-free since the beginning of July with the exception of one Nutter Butter inhaled before I remembered I am not supposed to be eating peanut butter but it was SOOOO good. But anyway.
Well…we went to the allergist on Monday to see about Carson’s “possible peanut allergy” rash.
And all we know now is that I still can’t eat peanuts. They did a skin test and it came back negative – but that doesn’t mean he doesn’t have an allergy. It …
Happy Mini-Friday
The weeks are flying by. How is it already June 18?
I started a new job at work. Rather, I still have my old job responsibilities but I was given a whole another person’s job responsibilities. Time will tell if this results in a nice raise for me. Don’t hold your breath. I’m not. I am in charge of all the ordering of materials for all of the projects at the hospital, as well as receiving the material and processing invoices. So the new job has me interacting with the tradespeople all day every day and that, combined with my three …
Some fancy pictures
While it pains me to pay money to have someone else take pictures of my kids, we have to bite the bullet occasionally in order to get a family photo.
Here are some pictures we had done back in May – Carson was ~6wks old here.
I really think I can take pictures like this of my family & friends. Anyone want to be my guinea pig?
Sacrifice
So, I’ve determined that I can’t eat chocolate and I can’t have caffeine. Both cause my sweet little baby’s tummy to get very grumpy and that isn’t so fun for mom & dad. Luckily I can survive without caffeine (just need to make sure I have caffeine-free coke on hand) but the no chocolate thing has been sort of hard. And you know I’m making sure Rick knows all about my dietary sacrifices for his son. His response? “Oooooh, so I can finish off those Oreos?”. I performed (and failed) a caffeine test yesterday and Carson was horrible all afternoon …
Another preposition story
Rick has started asking Mallory to listen to him when he needs her to do something. He says: “Mallory, you need to listen to Daddy” and she responds “I listen for you Daddy”.
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And this doesn’t have to do with prepositions but it’s another Mallory-ism. She likes to eat dinner at the “res-or-raunt”. I know the pronunciation isn’t that far off from normal but it still kills me when she says it.