We had a great Mother's Day last weekend. We all went over to our friends the Millers' house for a Mother's Day cookout. The food was great and the company was the best! At one point, the mamas were enjoying a quiet moment eating ice cream when the daddies called us outside to see something funny: two toddlers and their toys in a pack-n-play made for one infant. Luckily, it didn't turn into a cage match.
After play time, the little ones had dessert: Eli with a popsicle and Baikal with ice cream in the nice evening sun.

Happy Mothers Day! Here's a big KIIISSSSS for all of Eli's favorite mamas, most especially his Granmaman. We love you, Mom!

There are a few of you out there who don't get to see Eli on an regular basis. It is for your poor folks that I post this picture. We've taken some really beautiful pictures of Eli. He is really photogenic and very pretty.

But this picture, friends, THIS is a picture of my son. The front part of his hair sticks up for no reason at all. He's perpetually losing a shoe because he loves to play with the velcro. He's holding tight to that silly bubble bottle. His nose is all scratched from a speed-of-light faceplant he took yesterday. He's a sweet, sunny little soul with a lot of energy. Gorgeous.

It has been a good day. This morning Eli helped me make banana bread and then he hung out on the porch with his new spill proof bubble dispenser (thanks Mose!) that he is madly in love with it. Frankly, I am madly in love with it, too, as it solves our nearly daily tussles over who gets to hold the bottle of bubble solution. Eli carries around for hours at a time, not even blowing bubbles, just holding it. It went for a walk with us today.









After we baked, Eli helped with the dishes, a project that ended up being, of course, messier than the initial dirty dishes, so Eli's portion of the project moved out to the porch where he happily played in dishwater and soap until lunchtime. Toddlers ROCK!!

While we're technically not "potty training" with any gusto, Eli has a little potty chair that he likes to sit on from time to time. He calls it "pobby". Without giving too many unsolicited details, I will say that he has used it several times successfully. We are very proud.
He likes his pobby so much that he will occasionally sit down on any other convenient, small round object and call it "pobby". Short stumps in the park, for example. A few days ago, we were in the front yard playing and Eli decided that one of my big flowerpots looked like... you guessed it... pobby. Luckily he is still in diapers so soiling the soil was not an issue.

We also got to visit Eli's Godparents, John and Andie and their lovely little 5 month old Anna, our Goddaughter. I think spending the afternoon with little Mister Let's Go made John and Andie wonder whether they'd survive toddlerhood.

Here are some photos of Anna on her baptism day. She's a peach!

Here's a fun photo trip down memory lane...

Here's Eli the first time he met Great Grandma Reeves.


And here's the two of them this weekend.

The theme of this weekend, in Eli's words: "Let's GO!"


Another trip to Granddaddy's house last weekend provided us with lots of time with little cousin Hunter. Hunter is getting so big! He is 8 1/5 months old and growing like a weed! He is a sweet little guy and loved watching his older cousin Eli run and play.

My friend Laurie over at Burlington Blurb does such a great job writing about her family and the ins and outs of life with three rugrats. It made me realize that I haven't really written much recently, mostly just posted pictures. At the risk of boring the heck out of you, here are a few of the most recent thoughts and developments in our world...

You might be able to gather this from our pictures, but we have a great time at home. A really really great time. Sure, we have some typical toddler moments of frustration and incomprehensible shrieking, but we are blessed for the most part with a remarkably lovely, loving, happy child. He loves to help out cleaning up his toys, he loves to snuggle and play outside. He has a great sense of humor and he is a quick study. In general, we're about as happy as parents can be.

I don't claim that Eli is any smarter or happier or better than any other kid, just that he's the perfect amount of smart, happy, and lovely to make him Eli. He makes me happy to be a mother, especially HIS mother.

So what's he doing these days? Let's see... He's 18 1/2 months old now and he is all over the place. He can walk and run and he talks a blue streak. He sings a lot, sometimes recognizable songs, sometimes his own tunes. He loves to dance, either to the radio, his own CDs or to the thumping bass of a car bouncing down the street. He is remarkably coordinated considering that I'm his mother, and he is a great climber. At the playground today, he climbed a small climbing wall built for much bigger kids with no assistance (yes, I was spotting him). He is also fearless, which adds to his success as a climber but also the number of bruises and scrapes he manages to acquire. He loves to pat the dogs and would dearly love to play with them but doesn't really know the rules of dog play (like, you eventually have to throw the toy, not just dangle it over Tabi's nose) and thinks tails looks like a lot of fun. He isn't interested in TV unless he's too sick to do anything else, which has only happened two or three times. He loves babies and always has me stop at the window of the nursery rooms at his preschool before I dop him off so he can look at the babies ("Babies sleep? Shhhh."). He's a hell of a good eater and will try anything we put in front of him, although occasionally it will come back out again. His favorite food is cheese and he asks for it at every meal (it sounds the same as "keys" and "trees" so context is important here).

He's incredible.


p.s. I do want to shout out to Laurie Burlington because Eli and I LOVE being in her music class on Friday mornings. It is SO much fun and Eli sings the songs all week long, whether or not I play the tape. Thanks for being a Music Class rock star, Laurie!

It is finally warm enough to run around in diapers... and drink from a big boy cup!

Mowing Grumpy and Grandmaman's lawn


Easter baby

Eli and his friend "Buster".

Our little rock star.

A few weeks ago, Eli and Kevin went to North Carolina to visit Granddaddy Simmons in Pilot Mountain. It was cold but that didn't stop the swinging!

My friend and parishioner Sarah McKibben is a running rock star and is working her tail off to get a place in the Evotri triathalon team. You can go HERE to read more about her story and to VOTE FOR HER!!

Contrary to what you might believe by reading this blog, we don't actually go to the beach every weekend, although we sure as heck wish we could. We went for the long President's Day weekend and had a blast. Eli had such a good time and was so funny the whole trip. We can't wait to go back!

Pants on head.


Making Valentines (on the ceiling, perhaps?).


The Al Bundy impression

Whew. It is 9:30 a.m. and it has already been a long day. Today is Ash Wednesday, the first day of the penitential season of Lent. Today, many Christians mark this day with fasting and prayer and by going to church and having a cross of ashes marked on their forheads to symbolize the remembrance that we are created by God from dust and to dust we will return when our earthly time is finished. At All Saints' today, we will put ashes on the heads of many folks to help them begin their 40 days of prayer for Lent.

Once a month, we go the best toddler-fest ever in the form of our church's foyer group for parents with young kids. It is a big group and at any given meeting, there will be 8-10 kids with their parents. There's always someone new and there's always fun to be had. The kids play while the parents drink wine and hang out. Here's our little buddy Caroline showing Eli some dance moves.