Is There Any Room for You in There???

Today's bedtime is brought to you by Will and his friends.

His friends:  Brown Doggie, Ringing Brown Doggie (one rattles, one doesn't) Sparkledoggie, Tan Doggie, Sheepie, Sunshine, Doodle, Puppy I and Puppy II, Biscuit the Bunny, Bingo Baby-Dog, Handwashing Dog, Polar Bear and Fireman Sam. 

Oh, and I believe that there's a plastic hammer, DVD Case, pair of slippers and at least one water-filled sippy in there, too.

G'Night!

Why Yes, Babies Do Get Jealous

It's Saturday night.  The boys and I had just gotten back from seeing Daddy at the (rain-soaked) Relay for Life.  I really thought hard about turning around and heading home once I realized how wet it was at the event.  Will thought it was great, because Mama let him stomp in ALL the puddles!  At least I got some Cool Points out of it  :)  I changed mine and Will's clothes, Sean was under an umbrella so he was nice and dry.  (I'm glad that I don't have to wring out socks too often!) 

Now I needed a good idea for dinner.  I didn't want to order out and I certainly didn't want to do a whole lot of cooking.  So I came up with a good idea: grilled cheese sandwiches and parmesan-garlic french fries.  And an even better idea:  Let's eat them picnic-style in our living room!  Will was all for it, and even helped out by clearing some toys and grabbing some blankets from his bedroom to spread out.  I brought in the plates and some iced tea for me, he carried in a sippy cup for himself.   I brought Sean in to be part of the party, and heck, Joey joined us too.  But Sean wasn't happy until he was in Mama's lap.  Then, the strangest thing happened.  He was intensely staring at while he munched on his grilled cheese.  I finally made the connection:  he wanted his sandwich!  Oh, he was obsessed with getting his hands on that grilled cheese, he wanted it in the worst way!  He didn't get it of course, but wow, he stalked that thing!  :)

Movie Experience

Brian was telling me this the other day, and I thought it was hilarious.   Brian had "Cast Away" on HBO, when Will came wandering into the living room.  "Whatcha watching, Daddy?  Why is that guy talking to a ball?  Why does the ball have a name?  Is that his friend?  Who is that lady and why is she sad?  Why did he throw that guy down a cliff?  Why is he mad?  Do we have a raft?  I want to go on a raft.  It would be fun!  I want more fun.  What is that guy eating?  Is he at the beach?  Why is he by himself?  Does he have a family?  Did someone bring him mail?  I love ice skates at the beach. Can we eat crabs?  I'm bored.  Can we watch a kid show now?  Daddy, I want a kid show.  I want to watch TV.  DADDY!!!!  Hey, let me talk!"

Poor kid doesn't even breathe between sentences, and he surely doesn't wait for the answers to his questions.  Apparently, his questions during a movie come from his mom's side of the family.  Namely, his Mom.  :)

The Gang's All Here!

Alana and Jason's Wedding last night....fun, beautiful, fantastic!  Congrats to the two of you, and thanks for a wonderful time  :)

Lost Dogs

The other night Brian and I started watching the movie "Sideways."  It was not a hit in our home.  Supposedly it was a comedy/drama, and it won six Independent Spirit Awards.  Now, I have no idea what an Independent Spirit Award is, but there was nothing particularly funny about this movie.  We ended up shutting it off way before it was over.  By then it was too late to start anything else, so we began the usual tasks of getting ready to go to bed.  I'm finishing up knitting a row when Brian comes into the living room and informs me that there are two dogs in our backyard.  Stumped, I asked him if he was sure that they were dogs and not something else.  (His reply: "What kind of question is that????"  Well, we've had possums, raccoons, skunks and the occasional cat, so hey, it seemed logical)  I get up to see for myself and yes, there are two small dogs in my backyard.  I think that they were both Bichon Frise, one white and one gray.  They seemed friendly enough, but they weren't wearing collars or tags.  I couldn't figure out at first how they got back there, and more important, WHY they were back there!  The whole thing gave me a bit of a creepy vibe, but I think that comes from reading too many Charlaine Harris "Sookie Stackhouse" books.  You know, shifters and all?  Maybe 2 of the 5 people who read this blog will get that.  :)

Anyway, I'm standing in the backyard, trying to decide what to do.  Brian suggests opening the driveway gate and letting them out of the backyard and going to bed, but that just doesn't feel right.  Still, I open the back door.  And that's when I hear it:  a guy whistling for a dog.  I yell out, "Hey, are you missing two dogs?"  His reply "Oh yes! Do you have them?  Oh Thank God!"  Suddenly there's three guys running up my driveway and they're super-relieved to have their dogs back.  I think that they must've belonged to one of their moms or a girlfriend, because they were really grateful.  And just like that, they were gone as quickly as they appeared.  The whole situation was just strange!

Procrastination is a Way of Life Around Here....

Know how good it feels when you finally finish something you've been putting off?  It feels incredible! 

This project was two years in the making....not because I was actively working on it, but because I spent a lot of time ignoring it.  It's a wedding record for my brother and his wife.  I actually started stitching it when I found out that they were engaged.  I did the main body rather quickly....and then I learned how to knit.  It also doesn't help that I despise finishing work (regardless of the craft) and this sat in a sandwich bag for oh.....I don't even know how long!  It was supposed to be a wedding present last May.  Then I put it down to knit.  The wedding came and went.  I decided that it would make a lovely Christmas present, once I fixed a couple minor mistakes and initialed the piece.  Then around Christmas....I couldn't FIND the dang thing!!  Christmas came and went.  Then I had a baby and well, nothing got done!  I found the wedding record yesterday wedged between my two yarn organizers.  I've finally washed it and it's drying in a towel in the kitchen right now.  I figured it needed to be done NOW, so I didn't have a chance to lose it again.  It's not initialed....and I don't care!  And now it's finished just in time....for their first anniversary to have gone by.  I'm calling it a first anniversary gift anyway!!

Pictures to come, as soon as it is framed. 

Bingo Baby-Dog

We are happy to announce a new addition to our home.  NO, Crafty Mama is not pregnant.  And no, we're not crazy enough to get a second dog.  Will has a "baby," that he's named Bingo Baby Dog.

Are you surprised he's picked a dog to make a baby out of?  I'm not.  The Baby-Dog is a plush dog that my in-laws sent for Sean as a gift.  The dog sings "B-I-N-G-O and claps its paws as it's singing.  Will of course comandeered it right away, saying that he wants "to share it with Baby Sean."  (i.e. force Sean to give it up for him to play with)  Luckily, Sean doesn't seem to mind at this time but that is sure to change in the near future!

I was on the phone with my mother when Will came into the room the other day, and he's cradling Bingo Baby Dog and singing lullabies.  Since the dog's mouth opens to sing, Will has shoved a binky in it and is now pantomiming a crying baby.  It's the cutest thing, really.   Bingo Baby-Dog has his own "baba" and sleep in a crib fashioned out of an old diaper box.   I've even put it in a diaper (size one works nicely) and an old onesie that doesn't fit Sean anymore.  And of course, no mom worth her salt would let this photo opportunity go to waste!