White T-shirt's

I had a couple requests for more photos in the the Lobster get up, er um the Miami Vice gear. So we headed out and caught a few. It was scorching hot today and I thought it was a little warm for the double layers so we went all white. To to tell you the truth, a little secret, I really really like men in white t-shirts. Or black. Or any solid color really. It's simple. Classic.


Well it's no different for kiddos. I'm a super pushover for little ones in solid colors. Not always white, but you have to admit, my little one sure pulls it off.



I love it when I get him laughing the belly laugh. (I told him he was gross and he thought that was the funniest thing on the planet)

Stopped to Smell Them Today

Today I was 10 minutes late for work. Not because my hair wasn't perfect. Not because I had to put another layer of mascara on. It was because I was busy dancing with my son. In the kitchen. Our place to dance. Where we've always danced. Where I spent countless hours in the middle of night holding him with the music playing and the moonlight shining through the window, helping him sleep. We danced this morning because he asked me to. When the song was over we danced another and another. He didn't even tell me not to sing along this time. It was a day that needed to be slowed down before it started.
He said out loud at the top of his voice today "Mommy awesome!!!"...it's one of the best compliments of my life.
I swang in the hammock tonight while having a full discussion about farm animals and then admired the trees and the sky.
We smelled the roses in the above photo. All 1250 of them. (It's a huge bush, about 8 feet tall, it's more like a tree, so maybe not all of them)
It was a good day.

Just wanted to send my thoughts and prayers to my family in North Dakota for fast recovery from the tornado. I got word this morning that everyone is safe and unharmed.

Under Rated Root Beer

Well, since I've basically been on a liquid, super soft food diet for about 4 days now, I decided that I might as well make it fun! (By the way, I found out that a temporary crown can break, cause infection and swelling in ones gums, move into the lymph nodes and down the throat, stop one from eating in turn causing sugar levels to be really messed up for a day.....no worries it's all under control now though) Back to the good stuff... root beer and ice cream. Mixed together. Creamy and wonderful. I think people forget about these what with all the "fancy" food these days. It's good to go back to basics sometimes. Root beer floats. Black Cows (coke and ice cream) mmmmmmm. (It helps to rub your tummy when you say "mmmmm", makes it more fun.) It also helps if you have these awesome vintage A&W Root beer glasses. I only have one and I'm the only one allowed to drink out of it. It was my mom's I believe. (If I'm wrong, I'm sure I will be corrected.....)

I bet by looking at this you'll want one. Go get one. Summer comes but once a year!!!!

Babies, Babies, Babies

She was quite a little poser...and loved chewing on those fingers!

As American as Apple Pie

Week 25: Patriotic...er um American (I'm making a little change)

I have a tradition on the 4th. No matter how busy I am, no matter what is going on, I try to make an apple pie. It's what I think of always when I think "American." I'll be honest though, I'm not the best pie crust maker. I want to be. I strive to be...but I'm not. I don't make them often as pies in general kind of make me sad. I don't eat them often either. My grandmother was the best pie maker I have ever met. She could whip out 15 pies in a day easily. Whenever I would walk into her house after the long 14 hour drive, no matter what time of day it was, there was always a counter full of pies waiting. I would walk into the house, hug and kiss her and then immediately cut a piece of pie...and probably another after that. You could smell them outside before you walked in the house. Most of my growing up years, I spent the 4th of July smelling those smells and watching fireworks in the tiny surrounding towns. I also remember eating divinity on the 4th of July a few times as she wanted us to see what Christmas was like at her house. (we visited once a year normally in the summer)

So...if any of you cooks out there have tips on crusts, send them my way. I sure could use them!!

Get Me to the Church on Time

I had planned on being a quiet non-intrusive guest for this wedding and ended up smack in the middle of the wedding party half of the time. I also had quite a bit of a lone time with the bride so I pulled out my camera and snatched a few shots in a tiny hallway with overflowing light. Couldn't resist.











Oh, and what kind of mother would dress their little boy in a Don Johnson/ Jimmy Buffet cross outfit.....snicker, snicker, hee hee, ha, ha. (Yes those are white pants and yes they got plenty dirty...but he still looked darn irresistible!

California Blue

One of my favorite Roy Orbison songs....kinda wished I was swimming in it on blue day, but alas here we are in the prairie of Wyoming. I've always thought the color blue was sad, but today made it bright and cheery, and sugary!!! We didn't have a lot of time to dedicate to the project, but we managed pretty well.
Woke up to blue koolaid....healthy I know, but some days the rules are meant to be broken. (we don't even really drink juice at our house)




Blue ice cream.....again, very healthy.

Picnic blanket blue.

Fireworks blue.

Glow in the dark blue.

Greenie

For those of you that don't know, a greenie is a Colorado person, at least that's what we Wyoming "folk" call them. I'm not a greenie, except to say it is my favorite color. (Though secretly I really like Colorado.)
I love it in all shades. It's the purest color to me (besides white of course.) We found a million green things today but had little time to enjoy them as much...

But we did enjoy wheat grass green....does a body good.

Beautiful art green
Vodka green
Peeled in one fail swoop green.

ugly chartreuse-y green...but still love it green.
Health nut who loves calories green.

Herbal green.

Rodney White green.

Ironic Yellow

It was a little ironic that on yellow day the biggest yellow object was never to be seen (the sun). And even though I spent two hours in a dental chair having a tooth ground down and fitted for a a crown because I broke it with a piece of gum, and even though I was rear ended by a truck that could have simply run over the top of my car, I still tried to make yellow day a happy day by....

Playing in fields of weeds. Perfect for the occasion and my kiddo loved it!!




We watched the rain from inside and then learned how to catch raindrop in our mouths when we left. Then I showed him how fun it is to tap dance in the rain as it's perfect for making fun sounds. By the way...the lemonade is really, really good.

A little home-grown yellow....he helps me water them everyday.

Secretly though....I'm really glad yellow day is over!

Orange You Exited?

Well today we put a little more effort into our hunt for Orange. Unlike yesterday, which in my opinion was a little lame looking back at it. It could have been so much more fun, but I digress, today was absolutely the best orange day ever.

We explored everywhere. We drank crazy orange drinks we've never tasted.....not just one, but a few. We had orange balloons filled with helium....(and I have to tell you shop owners love it when you tell them it's orange day and you need orange balloons just for that occasion, they get just as excited as you, and try to make it extra special). I love celebrating colors!!

Happy Orange Day everyone!!!