Tulip Time

I love going on family outings.  I love getting up early, and making breakfast before a day away.  I love the planning, packing, and preparing.  I love packing snacks and lunches, getting extra clothes and {cloth}diapers. I used to love to watch J&K+8.  Before they got crazy.  When the episode were about packing and preparing for a simple family outing.

Last year, our first family outing with Karson was to Tulip Time.  I loved getting everything ready then, and I loved preparing for our day this year.  We got up early, made breakfast, DJ played with Karson while I got everything ready for the day.  I packed snacks for Karson, extra water for DJ and I, a slew of diapers, extra clothes if it got colder or warmer.  I packed blankets for sitting on the grass.  Blankets for putting over the stroller for a nap.  I brought the fully charged camera and video camera.

We got to the kids programs right when they opened.  Karson and I went in the bounce house first.  He was terrified, and wouldn't let go.  He isn't quite coordinated enough to bounce yet, but loved when kids ran past him.

The petting zoo at Tulip Time out did our Zoo's petting down.  They actually had more than 2 animals.  Karson loved them.  

 The baby lambs seemed to love him too.

 Karson loved the bubbles. 

 Daddy insisted on taking Karson into the wild animal buss.  While I would have been terrified of the bear, Karson loved it.

 I love them.  A lot.

I did pack a bag full of snacks.  But my son is a bottomless pit, so we stopped for lunch anyway.  We sat outside, and it was beautiful.  It was warm, and sunny, and perfect.

 After lunch, a carousel ride, for a very sleeping boy!

 And of course, the field of tulips.

Which little boys don't care about.  They care about dirt...

And trying to pick flowers.

 which ps if picked, you get a $100 fine for

Sticking your finger in them, totally acceptable.

 the 'ricky eyebrow'


It may be a sweet picture, think what you want.  But I was telling him 'no' repeatedly.  A sweet picture from afar.  Two seconds later, a major melt down.

again.  a sweet picture. he was sobbing.

Karson {14 Months}

More times than I can count, I have looked at my little boy and thought

What happened to my baby?!

He has gotten so big!

Karson, at 14 months you:

Love to play outside!  

You cry if I carry you even close to the door to come in.

Love to eat!

You sing 'eat' and say 'num num num' all day long.

Love dogs!

Whenever you see one when we are walking you try so hard to say 'doggie.'

You always reach out, to try to touch them.

Love to sign and talk!

You say doggie, Mama, Dada, Nana, num num, & uh oh.

You sign all done, more, eat, drink, dog, monkey, ball, thank you, paci & many more.

Love your blankie and paci.

Love to be chased.

I can't believe someone so little can run so fast!

Love to go for walks.

 Love bath time.

All of your toys sit on a basket, while you fill a cup with water and dump it over yourself.

Over and over...

 Love to help Mommy!

It is so much fun to watch you learn!

I can show you anything once, and you repeat it over and over.

Mommy and Daddy love you so much!

I can see the fingerprints of God
When I look at you
I can see the fingerprints of God
And I know it's true
You're a masterpiece
That all creation quietly applauds
And you're covered with the fingerprints of God 

Steven Curtis Chapman

Our Week...In Cell Phone Pictures

Every single time...

 "Karson say doggie."

Karson runs to the book shelf, finds his animal book, and points to the yellow lab.

'da, da, da, oogie'

Every single time...

 

There is nothing better than the rare occurrence, when Karson falls asleep on me.

That list of things that needed to get done at nap time?

Nope. It can wait.  I will cuddle my sleeping baby instead!

He insisted on pushing the cart.

He sleeps with his blanket over his head.

Or rapped around the back of his neck.

Drives me crazy.

Couldn't tell you how many times I have gotten up in the middle of the night, to move his blanket.

 High fever. Again.
The ones where you contemplate rushing him to the er, while you wait for the doctor to call you back.

Worried Mama!
And if a high fever and a mouth full of blisters wasn't enough last week, he has an ear infection and strep this week.

So ready for him to feel better!

 Strawberry short cake for dinner.

Sure.  Why not?
Sick babies get whatever they want for dinner.

 Yes.

She is that needy!

My happy Karson in his Baby J's

Outside playing.

Thank you amoxicillin for killing whatever was making Karson so sick!

Linking up with Life.Rearranged for InstaFriday

A Little Boy and a Worm

I may be a germaphobic.

But, I am raising a little boy.

I am well aware the two do not go together.

I am learning to give a little.

I gave a lot the other day.

 Yes that is a worm.

::ick::

I told you I gave a lot.

My Mom found it, and I gave permission for Karson to play with it.

It is a good think Karson has a Daddy.

Because Mommy doesn't do worms.

There were two adults next to him, making sure he didn't attempt to put it in his mouth.

::gag::

Karson wasn't too sure what to think, and after a minute, he gave it back to Daddy, and was done.

Of course, we promptly washed hands before moving on to another activity.

for the record, I may let him play with a worm, but i draw the line at toads 

Mommy's Little Helper...

He may have spilt more dirt on the ground, than he got in the the pots.

It may have taken me five times as long to plant my flowers.

I may have a few broken stems.

More dirt may have landed in our laps, than made it into the pots.

He may have tipped over a pot full of potting soil.

I may have a lot of planting still to do.

I may have made more work for myself.

But my little helper had so much fun.

And Mommy loved having a little helper.

I may miss having a newborn, but I love, love, love that Karson is old enough to help me plant flowers!!
Even when having a helper, makes any task take ten times longer.