The Anti-Mom Mom Jean!

I have to share a wonderful find:

Lee Comfort Band Pants (look under the "Custom Fit" tab)

I could write slacks, but then this would really make me sound antiquated! They come in dark wash, black, etc. They are wonderful! They have a higher rise (aka mom jeans), but cover a problem stomach. They are wide leg and long enough to wear with boots or heels. Seriously, a true find. Go to Kohls (they're on sale for $27.99) and pick some up!

I LOVE THEM.

Just because...

my sweet boy is napping, I'm going to add some 9 month pictures. It's almost time to start thinking about his first birthday! The time does pass in the blink of an eye. I wouldn't trade a second... my life is so much richer and sweeter because of him.

Jay is cutting so many new teeth... he started on his top four about 2 1/2 weeks ago, and 2 more are also peeking out. He is swimming in drool.

We have reached new heights in the area of sleep... we are getting it! Since moving into our house, Jay is sleeping soundly. When he is not wetting himself and waking up (even with the premium diaper) he is down from 8 p.m. to 5:30 a.m. We didn't hear a peep two nights ago. And, I'm able to put him down for naps much easier. I've stopped swaddling him. I just lay him down, orient him by his crib mirror/toy, and leave. A few times I've had to abandon the nap and try again, but 80 percent of the time he puts himself down. Not having to struggle over sleep (as much) is tremendous.

The Boo is up after a catnap from his car ride, so I'll close with the pictures.

Can you see my toothies?

Stop playing around and get me my food, woman!

The fairest one of all!

Bubble bath

Ahh! No pictures, no pictures!

Sunday morning

The following is a true account of actual events:

7:3o p.m. Saturday: Daddy puts down Jay. Jay has been fussy due to cutting four upper teeth and a runny nose that keeps coming back with the fluctuating weather.

8:30 We are all down for the night. I watch "Ghost Town" (sweet and funny) and A-train snoozes. He has a head cold, again, due to this strange weather.

10:00 I turn in.

3:30 a.m. Sunday: I wake up and check Jay.

5:30 Jay wakes up to eat.

7:00 a.m. A-train emerges fully dressed and Jay's ready as well. They take off to pick up breakfast for our Sunday School.

8:15 a.m. I shower, use mousse, apply eye make-up, change purses to match my shoes. I blow my hair with a round brush. I have to say I look really nice.

8:40 We arrive to church 20 minutes early. With an young child. Neatly attired. Before the music even begins.

The following events have not occurred on a Sunday in the last year and a half. Restful sleep, happy demeanor, and arriving to our destination EARLY.

I'm not writing this to be smug. While seemingly mundane, this morning was just... fulfilling. We are now all on the bed: playing with our feet (Jay), resting (A-train) and reflecting (me).

Pictures of the house to come soon. Thanks to AJ and Bev and C & D for all the help moving and unpacking.

Grocery Store Excursion: An Accident Report

(Just bring your own cart cover and child size bandages...)

Jay is now 8 months and turn 9 months next week... he's growing so tall! I was unable to squeeze him on last time his cute red jumper for church.

Here's a day-in-the-life:
I had been putting off grocery shopping last week, but we were pretty low on essentials. Jay and I head out to Super Wal-mart for some deals. I've gotten in the habit of going to the closest Kroger, but Super Wal-mart has great prices on produce. I didn't buy baby food, but my bill was lower than it usually is. I probably saved $20. And luckily it wasn't the mob scene that
Wal-mart can sometimes be. But I'm getting ahead of myself.
So, I consult Rachael Ray's website for some new recipes (I'm trying out Chicken Thigh Pie and Orzo with Tomatoes and Feta) to make my list and load Jay into the car. Once we unload and Jay situated in cart with the anti-germ-shopping-cart-I'm-a-new-suburban-mom-cover and we wheel into our new favorite discount retailer, I realize I've forgotten my conscientious list. Back out to the car to get it, and then we are off. We cruise the aisles quickly and I don't have to back track aisles, which is a rarity. However, I notice halfway into our foraging that I have blood on my sweater. Jay has somehow cut himself on the cart. And spit up on the floor. His finger is still bleeding and I have no tissue or first aid items on me. (In the car, yes). I pull out a piece of paper to hastily wipe up the spit, and we keep going. Jay is unfazed by the proceedings. When we are back in the car, I put a band-aid on and wind it around the tip of his finger... I only have regular size bandages. Do you see where this is headed?

I know there is a good chance that he may start gnawing on this bandage, but it is still bleeding, and materialist that I am, would rather not have blood all over baby and new-to-me car.

About 2 miles from home, I here rough coughing and pull over in a bank parking lot. With a "Dear Jesus...", I'm able to pull out the band-aid. I was just on his tongue. I think it was too rough to attempt swallowing at this age. We get home, throw said seat cover and baby's outfit in the wash.

Daddy comes home and suggests dinner out to enjoy the unusually warm weather. I graciously comply. We have a great dinner of wings and brownie dessert and walk the outdoor mall like the ordinary, extraordinary family we are!

Who said home life was boring?

Updated house pictures

Jay is sitting up!

Lots of carpet, little baby

Our den & kitchen

Jay's playroom :)