Wednesday, September 23, 2009
On Monday, I semi-burned some chicken fingers.
On Tuesday, I burned two eggs. Because when you put your breakfast in the pan, and then start school, forgetting that you have two eggs frying on the stove top, they burn.
Yesterday, burn free. Today, burn free, although after I fried my eggs this morning I forgot to turn off the burner, and it would have been on for quite some time if Adam hadn't seen it before he left for work.
You see, my brain function has been reduced to an embarrassingly low level by the condition I find myself in. Growing a human being is not easy on the brain. Well, it's not easy on my brain anyway.
Simple tasks become daunting perils. Movie plots confuse me, words fail me, and cooking has morphed into burning. It is sad, people.
But this state of stupid does yield a yummy smelling fuzzy head and chubby cheeks and a heiny that fits into ridiculously tiny diapers. I may not be a smart woman able to successfully cook oatmeal, but I bake up cute little babies.
Sunday, September 20, 2009
I made my way into the kitchen where my sweet husband was cooking away. As he served me my waffles and bacon he said, "I know you have been a bit down the past couple days, so I thought nothing better to cheer you up than some fried pork product and sweet bread."
He knows me so well. I'm pregnant. I'm Polish.
Fog, be gone! Food is served!
Saturday, September 12, 2009
I love this photo of Adam and Joey in the waves. While Joey loves playing where the surf meets the sand, he still has some fear of heading out into the deep blue, even if it is just waist deep. The possibility of a wave crashing over his head is still a bit too much for him to handle. But Daddy did what daddies do and took the man-child out to see how harmless a few waves are.
I love how Joey is holding on so tight with one arm, the other hand holding his nose. He stayed out in the waves only as long as Daddy made him, and then was happy to be back in his comfort zone.
While Katie was a little dare devil at the beach last year, she was older and wiser this year, and would not play in the surf without holding my hand, and at no point did I have to restrain her from walking out to sea. She loved playing in her little baby pool where the most popular toy was an empty dish soap bottle re-purposed as a squirt bottle.
Thursday, September 10, 2009
Tuesday, September 1, 2009
Katie was particularly frightening with her hairy eyes and strange advertisement placement.
Joey had originally drawn a monster mouth full of scary green and black teeth,