Wednesday, March 19, 2008

My Daily Lunch Date

Well, well... It looks like Lily is coming into her own, amazing us with all sorts of pleasantries. We have gone from just spitting to daily fussing and turning toys and other small objects into clubs... especially at lunch. Care to join us? :)


Home Improvement Madness

Oh, I have been a bad blogger, but I do have my reasons... Lately we have taken on our fair share of home improvement projects, but the latest two take the cake: building shelves (pulled out an old trash compactor - still works - any takers? :)) in the kitchen and installing a water filtration system. We are neither carpenters nor plumbers, but we gave it the ol' college try.




After much trial and error (and lots of paintable caulk), the shelves are done. (Lean left to view...) The plumbing project has not been an easy one. We got the new faucet installed pretty easily, so we were feeling good about ourselves until... leaks. Ugh. More tightening, more teflon tape... still leaks. Then there was the issue of getting a 3/8 inch male fitting with a tubing connection to attach the system to our refrigerator... It was pretty hilarious finding the part in Home Depot as I was practically the only female in the place - with a baby on hip no less - in a sea of male contractors as I navigated around the plumbing section. (I found out that I need a 1/4 inch compression fitting... Yup, I'm a plumber now!)




Well, we finally got it all set up to discover another leak - from a part I cannot fix. Alas, the company is sending us a new part, and we may have to do it all over again. Oh well, at least we have learned a few things...

Wednesday, February 6, 2008

Watch Out... She Spits

Apparently camels and Lily have the same past time: spitting. She has discovered in the last couple days that it is really fun to turn plain ol' drool into a bubbling, gurgling mess. This can be a little unnerving when you bend down and smile at her, as she tries her best to spray said spit all over the place... Alas, she finds such joy in it that she is happy as a little lark just laying there and spitting to her heart's content. I guess we Crooks are entertained by such simple things... :)


Roll-y Poll-y Lily

Thursday, January 31, 2008

Me and Katie Holmes... Ha!

Well, apparently I have a 70% match with Katie Holmes...

I found this site where you can have a photo of you scanned, and it will show which celebs you look most like... (Please let it not be Richard Simmons...) Hey, what else am I going to do while I feed Lily!? :) Check out my celebrity look-alikes down below. Also, you can see who your children look like most: you or your spouse. Apparently, the debate continues with our family... a perfectly even split between both our kids. :)

Thursday, January 17, 2008

Top 10 Ways to Tell You Have Small Children

10. You refer to needing to use the restroom as "having to go potty".
9. You feel you have accomplished great things that day if you get a shower.
8. Your house looks more like a toy store.
7. You clap when someone goes number 2...
6. The contents of your purse could feed 10 children.
5. The new minivan that someone down the street got looks strangely appealing.
4. Every time you leave the house it looks like you are moving.
3. You do enough laundry a week to clothe a small army.
2. Your alarm clock calls you Mommy.
1. You can hold a baby, prepare a bottle, make a lunch, dress a child and talk on the phone - all at the same time.

Go here if you need a laugh, especially if you are a mom... http://www.anitarenfroe.com/video_02/video_clips_main.htm

Tuesday, January 8, 2008

I Must Be a Marsupial

...And I really thought I was human...


It was one of those days. No matter how asleep Lily appeared to be, her eyes instantly popped open - like the exact opposite of one of those "sleeping" baby dolls - every time her little back grazed the mattress. Sometimes I got the big grin, with the "nice try, Mommy" look. Other times I got the " you better pick me up or I am going to wail" face. What's a busy mom to do?


Enter the life-saver: the bjorn.


Just strap her on in her little "pouch"and away we go. We have cleaned, cooked (which is a bit precarious), taken ornaments off the Christmas tree (the holiday that never seems to end at the Crooks) - you name it. This wasn't really how I pictured my new exercise plan for the new year, but hey, weight training is good. :)


Little did I know that I was going to carry her on the outside like this for months after carrying her on the inside for what seemed like an eternity. I now have a new-found respect for kangaroos... :)