Tuesday, June 29, 2010

Cade Randoms

Where do I start with Cade? He is such a smart little thing and is changing every day, right before my eyes. I feel like I can't keep up with how fast he seems to be growing up. Cade is very independent and he is completely obsessed with toys. He usually will chose trains if trains are an option, but he loves it all! When we are at my parent's house, I never see Cade. Seriously. He is up in the toy room all day, every day. You almost forget that he's there. He is just content as can be when he is surrounded by new toys and will play for forever...a lot of times without any assistance from me. Could he be more different than Carson in that way? Complete opposites.

Cade is a friend-magnet. He's a social little boy and easily gets other kids (and adults) wrapped around his fingers. Like today. We went to a little play area by our house, where a few other kids were playing. Before I know it, the older boy on the playground is holding Cade's hand, talking to him, helping him get up on the big toy, etc. He made a new buddy in a matter of seconds. This happens all of the time. He's completely and 100% likeable.
So, after he's been awake for some time...he's likeable. But when he first wakes up WATCH-OUT! He usually wakes up super grumpy...wonder where he gets that from (sorry Cade). He's just mad...at the world. He can also give some mean crustys. If looks could kill, right?! I can't help but laugh at his grumpiness and crusty looks.
He loves to talk and is such a little motor mouth. He says the cutest things and I'm really bad at remembering them and writing them down. His prayers are hilarious. He won't ever say a thing we tell him to. Instead, he likes to do it all on his own, which is fine most of the time. But he blesses some funny things...like his stinkies, all of his toys by name, facial features, all of his body parts, and every kind of car that he can think of. Because of this, his prayers tend to run a little long. He just keeps going and going and going. It's hard not to laugh throughout the entire prayer.

Cade's imagination just keeps growing. He loves to talk to his toys. He asks them all sorts of questions and then lets me know how they respond. It is a regular thing to feed Thomas random foods, and Bear always needs his owies kissed better.
This little man is so observant. Not many things get passed him. Lately, his ears perk up anytime the word "scary" comes up. He's become obsessed with the idea of things being scary. Things that used to be no problem are now scary...and I don't think that he's actually scared. But more just recognizing that a dinosaur might be scary, if that makes sense.

Cade is still such a little thing. He still weighs 23lbs. and is wearing all the clothes he wore last year. People think that he is younger than Carson when they first see the two of them together.

We love having Cade in our family. He is our motor-mouthed, anything that has a motor-loving, toy-obsessed, SWEETHEART. I love his sweet demeanor and the calmness that he brings into our home. How did I get so lucky to call this handome boy MINE?

Saturday, June 26, 2010

Backyard Harvest

We don't have much in our backyard, but what we have is mighty sweet! It has been so fun to have my little helpers find the strawberries. This week we got some ripe ones. We stood in the middle of our leafy patch and searched them out. The boys kept finding green ones. I would tell them..."nope, not that one. Keep looking." They were super excited to find all the red ones that they could then pick. "Mommy, I foun it!" We put them all in our "bucket" before taking 'em inside for some washing.




We've gotten a handful about this size every day since. Such a yummy treat.
Now..."How do I get this goodness in me?" -Brian Regan

Friday, June 25, 2010

Garage Sale Treasure

Behold our dining table and chairs. They have been so good to us. But lately have seemed a little out-of-place in my kitchen. For awhile now, I've had my eyes peeled for good deals on a kitchen table. And a good deal I found. Oh...this set is now for sale if you know someone who might want it.
We have been shopping garage sales. For some reason it is just so fun...people swapping junk. But you never know what you're going to find. I think that's why it's so fun. Anyway, I found this table. The guy selling it (who also happens to be the Idaho Steel Heads hockey coach) made it. Simple but sturdy. Sits 6 people. It was dirty and had wax spots on the top of it. I saw huge potential. Then I was told how much they wanted. 1 WHOLE DOLLAR. That's right people...100 pennies got me this beauty.


And I turned it into this beauty.

I started by sanding it all down and then primed it.

Painted it solid black. I used all the stuff I had leftover from my kitchen cabinet project.


Then I sanded the edges.


And distressed the top.


The final step was a stain.


Welcome to your new home table!




I couldn't be happier with the way it turned out. In fact, I am a little bit in love with my 1 dollar table.
If only we had some matching chairs so we could sit around it! I'm on the hunt if anyone knows a good and inexpensive place to find some (I have my eyes on IKEA). In the meantime, I will be garage-sale-ing.

Wednesday, June 16, 2010

I've got questions. They've got answers.

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Carson first. He's so funny. He always repeats the question and then if you wait long enough, he eventually gives an answer. It's just hilarious...you can get him to say ANYTHING. He repeats like crazy. Love it.

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Cade was a little distracted by his trains. Typical...so Cade. He is one intense toy-player. But he is still such a chatterbox. And he has the cutest little voice. Oh...and bed-head!

Saturday, June 5, 2010

By 9 a.m. this morning...

I risked taking a shower this morning while the boys were playing and watching their show. I went to check on them after the 10 minute shower. Cade was in the exact same spot. Carson, however, found other things to occupy himself. Like the full-to-the-brime pitcher of raspberry Crystal Light in the fridge. He emptied it.

I'm still proud of myself for not completely losing it.