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Past Halloween Cuties

10/31/2011

Happy Halloween, friends! We (I) carved this Jack-O’-Lantern on Friday night. My son helped me find a design on google. He wanted it to be scary and he chose this face. I am so very thankful for the straight lines. It’s been a very long time since I carved a pumpkin, so I wasn’t prepared for the blister I’d get on my finger. It’s all better now, thankfully.

It’s also my husband’s birthday, so I’ve spent the day getting a yummy dinner ready and trying to tidy up the place a bit. I’m pretty beat and I still have quite a bit left to do, but I wanted to pop in and share some of my favorite photos from the past few Halloweens. Caution: Much adorable below.

This photo was taken in 2006. I had one baby and he was radical. He was also 1 and so very into Halloween. He was a red dragon with bodacious hips, but THIS polaroid is my favorite photo of the night. His smile, his ‘I love my mummy!’ shirt, his missing arm warmer…he was just so jazzed to be there.

Last year, he was an Incredible. We found his costume at a thrift store for under $3. I made his mask out of felt. WIN. ALSO–notice the similar pose to the Polaroid above? GUSH.

The baby’s past 3 Halloweens have gone like this: peanut, lion, pumpkin. He always brings the cute.

This year, they’ll be dressed as Iron Man and a police officer.

After daddy’s birthday dinner and dessert, the boys will head out with him for treats and I’ll stick around to pass some out to visiting ghouls and goblins.

Stay safe, everyone! Enjoy this very last night of October. And wish this guy a happy birthday if you see him:

I love you, Samzilla.

06/23/2010

I only gave Jason one thing for Father’s Day…

This t-shirt by the amazing Sammy Kaye. Sammy has been an internet friend for almost 10 years. She was one of the first people I gushed about Jason to. She’s a Michiginian, transplanted to Chicago, who just recently returned to the United States from a couple-month-stay in South Korea where she worked in a school with some freakin’ adorable kids. She blogged about her stay, complete with gorrrrrrrgeous photos, here.

ANYWAY, I love me some Sammy art, so I snagged up one of her Buschemi-giraffe t-shirts the first day she put them on Etsy. Jason likes golden yellow shirts, so it was perfect! We also have a Bill Murray shirt in white, but I’m thinking I may need a blue one soon. Go check out her shop and give her some loooove!

Baby no more

05/10/2010

I should probably stop calling him my baby. He’s the youngest, though, so he might be stuck with the “baby” nickname for all eternity. Or until I’m brave enough to get pregnant again (oh, the VOMIT!).

He’s growing up fast! Because I knew he’d hate the long drive and then the long ceremony, I timidly suggested he stay with grandma while I went out of town. Afterall, daddy was going to take Nathan to his first baseball game and I knew Andy wouldn’t really like that.

It took a bit, but we solidified our plans and I kissed his sleeping face goodbye, early Saturday morning. Later that afternoon, he got dropped off at grandma’s.

And we never heard from him again.

I KID! To my complete and utter surprise, he did wonderfully! Nary a fuss! In fact, when we went over early Sunday afternoon, he was happily riding a bike in the driveway. I asked if he wanted to go and he kinda pulled back. As if to say, “no way, Jose. I’m at Grandma’s!” Alas, we had plans to go to Grandpa’s, so we had to head out pronto. With promises of a prompt return, I buckled him up and off we went for a few hours.

I’ll have you note, it was now over 24 hours since he last nursed! Pretty amazing. We spent a few hours at Jason’s dad’s, where I smelled a magnolia for the first time.

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My father-in-law got a ladder out and plucked this from his tree. It smelled amazing! A clean, lemony, floral scent.

We headed back to grandma’s in the early evening. We had dinner, opened gifts, played, etc.

and the newly minted “big boy” himself:

It was a pretty swell weekend.

Past Halloween Cuties

I love you, Samzilla.

Baby no more

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