Where did the month go? I promise I meant to get on here sooner, but lately Jeff has been taking the laptop to work so he can do homework on his breaks and durring lunch and since the desktop is in our bedroom(which is off limits to miniature people) I rarely get the chance to get online anymore. So much has happened I don't know where to start. I guess the beginning would be a good place.
First as an update, Jackson's potty training is still doing as well as can be expected for anyone of his age and attention span. We have our accidents and can't seem to keep enough dry, clean underwear in stock to keep him clothed for more than a couple days unless he has a really good week and I am really paying attention. Yes, I have bought more but they are in dire need of being modified to not only fit better but to protect and hold back small floods better. I know, silly me for thinking regular undies would be ok. HA. Good thing I had the notion to pack an extra pair and some clean pants in the diaper bag for church yesterday.
Owen is so close to walking, I almost wish he would just do it already. His 1st birthday is tomorrow(!!!!) and it seems like only yesterday I was a week overdue and miserable instead of it being a full year ago. The time has flown by so fast, I can hardly belive it sometimes. I know for a lot of people the first birthday is a big deal, and although I'd like to make a huge deal about it, the fact is, Owen won't care or even remember it the next day so I'm not going to worry too much about it. We'll have a quiet family get together and watch him devour some cake or muffins or cupcakes or whatever I decide, but there won't be decorations or many, if any, presents just because he doesn't really need them.
We stopped nursing at the beginning of the month, much to my sadness, because when I started on full dose birth control and I started working out more, my supply went downhill quickly and he lost interest. I was really hoping we'd make it all the way to a year this time, but I guess 11 months is better than the 8 months I went with Jackson.
Owen is also working on getting some molars which will put his total tooth count to 10 when they finally break through. My boys get their teeth early and fast, so I'm not surprised. He's talking a little bit, he can say mama and dada and something that sounds like a mix of Jackson and dada. He adores his big brother and they have so much fun together.
So, you know how I've been working on the never ending quilt for, like, ever? Well, turns out I may still be working on it when I die. It has been decided that I will never finish it. About 3 weeks ago I was dutifully working on it in a frenzy, trying to finish it so I could work on some sewing projects I've been planning for a while, including new/reconstructed undies for Jackson, and I ran out of my main color of floss. No big deal right? I'll just hop on over to Joann Fabric and get some more, right? Wrong. Joann was out. Completely out, even though they'd just gotten a shipment the day before, so I thought, ok, no big deal I'll just come back next week when they get their next shipment and they'll have it and in the meantime I can work on this fabulous outfit for my new neice. So, the next week comes around and I meander my way over to Joann on the day they were getting their new shipment and make my way to the embroidery floss isle to find...an empty slot where my floss should be. Maybe they haven't unpacked it and restocked yet? I asked for some assistance which was met with a little reluctance and annoyance at being interrupted from her unpacking and restocking and what did she find? No light mocha brown embroidery floss was to be found among the millions of other embroidery floss boxes they'd just recieved. By this time I was more than a little annoyed and decided right then and there I was going to go online that night(because Jeff had the laptop at work and I avoid my very chilly bedroom during the day) and order some and pray that it would get here soon enough for me to finish this blasted, never-ending, source-of-all-my-headaches quilt. I got home and I complained to my mom who decided she was going to get the floss for me and send it. Great, right? Sure, if I lived any closer to Illinois where she was watching my toddler cousins for 2 weeks and had no way to get the mailbox on her own. I love her for thinking of me and recognising that if this quilt isn't finished soon it will become like the unfinished quilt her mother kept on a frame behind a couch for about 10 years until the day when she decided to finish it and one of my uncles ruined it by tossing some scissors over it (forgive my run-on sentance) while they were tying it. Whoops. Pray that won't happen to this particular quilt, because I don't plan on putting it on a frame(other than my mother's quilting machine frame which will roll it up quite nicely) and tossing scissors over it. I think I would lay down and die if that happened. Anyways, the floss is finally in the mail and on it's way here(I hope) so maybe this quilt will be done in the next decade. I'll keep you updated.
Now, I mentioned in the middle of that tirade a fabulous outfit that I made for my newborn neice while I was waiting for the elusive floss. Wanna see it? You know you do and you'll die when you do because it's too cute for human eyes :) Get ready...
How cute is this? Wanna see some close ups? Here ya go!
Anyways, it's very late and I am a little tired, so I will leave you with these words of wisdom. Never assume Joann will be restocking the most vital item you need to finish a never ending project, never toss scissors over a quilt on a frame, especially if that quilt has been hanging out behind the couch for 10 years, and last but not least, buy the padded underwear when you start potty training, it significantly reduces the amount of puddles and wet socks you end up with. Until next time, be wise, be safe and stay dry.
