Finding Focus

Tuesday, May 12, 2009

A good husband

So about 3:30-4:00 almost everyday I battle being sick. I usually
expect to be sick but some days are worse than others.

This was one of those days. I just needed to lay down until dinner.
And well James' idea of cooking is frozen pizza or toasted bagels. He
just really doesn't like to cook not that he isn't capable. But being
a good husband agreed to make what I wanted (sweddish meatballs and
rice) as long as I would tell him how to do it from the couch.

So he got the rice started. Then went to opening the can of cream of
mushroom soup. Which has one of those pull back tops.....

I heard a yell...

Some fumbling...

And then James stumbles into the living room...

Chillin together

Last week I was blessed with a little boy! Okay really I only got to
watch Noah for a few hours. But it was great. We all ate lunch
together and then both babies took naps- at the same time! Crazy
cool. Once they got up we played and they insisted on watching some
Sesame Street.

Wednesday, May 6, 2009

Eating with a spoon

So I admit I haven't been the best about letting Sariah feed herself.
It is sooo messy! I just took what for me was the easy route and fed
her by hand when it was something involving a spoon. Well she's
getting older and I'm realizing she should probably be more self
sufficient. So yesterday I wasn't feeling great at dinner and decided
I would just hand her yogurt and a spoon and see what happens. Sorry I
forgot to take pictures of the event. But I think a fourth made it
into her tummy. But once you start this kind of independence then she
expects it all the time. So this mornings cereal would not be accepted
by my hand. She of course had to do it herself. What have I started?
I know it is a good thing, but oh the mess!

Friday, May 1, 2009

Grandma and Grandpa Ransom

Back in April, we got to hang out a little with James parents for an evening. Thankfully, James asked me to take some pictures of them with Sariah. I don't have very many of them together. So I'm glad he asked or I wouldn't have thought about it.

Here's Grandpa Ransom (James' Mom):