More catch up

Baby Megan likes to make life difficult. In other words she likes to be held. I learned early on when Rachel was a baby that you can reasonably only have one thing on your to do list each day that must get done. More than that just causes undue stress or failure to accomplish what you want to do. Unfortunately mopping actually is two things built into one: sweeping and cleaning up everything off the floor, and THEN mopping. So it doesn't get done often. But then you get to the point where it REALLY needs to get done. One day when I decided I really needed to get the floor mopped Megan was waking up every time I put her down and crying. So I decided to put on my baby backpack and just carry her around while I swept, cleaned, and mopped. I asked Annie to hold her while I got the backpack strapped on and she miraculously stopped crying and sat happily in Annie's arms.

I hurried to get stuff cleaned up and got about 5 minutes of picking up toys done before she got fussy again. So I strapped her on and got back to work. And realized that the humidity from monsoon season is killer when a baby is strapped on. By the time sweeping was done (having to pause at some point to feed Megan), she seemed asleep enough to lay her down to sleep while I mopped. I was wrong. She was awake withing 5 minutes of laying her down. I mopped as fast as I could and when I couldn't stand the screaming I picked her up and mopped the rest of the floor one handed, holding Megan in the other hand. And after an hour and 45 minutes and about 1000 calories burned the floor was finally mopped. I haven't attempted it again since, but it is getting to be that time again where I can't ignore it much longer....

Jacob's birthday was in August. We pulled out the b-day hats to celebrate and everyone became unicorns.

We had Sunday dinner at our house to celebrate his birthday and instead of cake Jake requested no-bake cookies, or as we call them in our house, Dinosaur Poops. The held a candle as good as any cake.

I think we also made Jake breakfast, which included bacon. And anytime Jake has bacon for breakfast, the vultures (Ryan and Annie) start circling. And after Ryan got his prized bacon this time, he went into Stevie Wonder mode and got the glasses and headed to the piano for this classic shot.

Yes, that is a bacon tongue.

Great bed head:

The horns started showing through a little too much. ;)

We love Jacob and are glad to have him around for another year. Happy late b-day and thanks for being a great dad and hubby!