tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13294396579770481072012-01-20T15:23:32.710-06:00such is the life of mike + bekah + owen + abbya pair of pettijohnshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03448918259407284806noreply@blogger.comBlogger2211100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1329439657977048107.post-48320125265935953062012-01-19T14:47:00.000-06:002012-01-19T14:47:20.643-06:00

my little tiny baby turned four months old on sunday. incidentally, my little tiny baby also weighed in at 16.5 pounds and is 26.25 inches long. ninety-something percentiles in both. {do you like the way i don't remember the numbers? i'm not so much into the details.} she's just a smidge behind her brother's 4 month stats. he was 19.5 pounds and 27 inches. so yes, she is petite. but only compared

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i'm not one for new year's resolutions. maybe it's because i know that self-discipline isn't one of my strong suits. that's probably why i ate a cookie for breakfast on new year's day and didn't even feel guilty about it for one second. whatever the case, i don't make resolutions. i do, however, become super mega energized by the start of a new year. it's the chance to get your whole life back on

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an update...in numbers...in no particular order 4 - the number of times i went running this week. which is 3 more than the rest of my life combined.0 - the number of times that i actually enjoyed the running. why do my lungs hate me?10 - the number of minutes owen lasted in the nursery at Bible Study last week before i was paged out.70 - the number of minutes owen lasted this week. GO OWEN!8 -

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this is what a sad blog looks like. the header was so outdated that i just deleted it and i don't have the computer literacy to build myself a new one. it's sad when technology begins to pass you by. owen is an i-phone connoisseur and i have to get out the instruction booklet to work our 2005 sony dvd player in order to turn on his God made Animals DVD. it's ok, someday he'll take care of me when

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this blog is SAD. i logged in today half expecting it to have shriveled up and died. but alas, it's still here. just as i left it nearly TWO months ago. blogging during naptime seems to be a thing of the past - that time has become my dinner prep time or my own nap time or occassionaly my "why on earth aren't both of my kids sleeping" time. i'm just going to have to figure out how to stay awake

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can you blog with a baby in your lap? we're about to find out.somehow i goofed on our schedule today, so owen is sleeping and abby is not. rats! and let me tell you: homeboy needed that nap. yikes. he's been in rare form today. only the sad part is that lately it's not been that rare. we've gone back to a quick catnap in the morning and a longer nap in the afternoon, and days that he doesn't get

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i'm definitely hit or miss with the blogging, mainly due to the fact that these days i can either use my spare time to sleep, do chores or do recreational activities. most days the chores win out, but occasionally i choose the nap {because let's face it, napping with abby girl? way more fun than mopping my kitchen floor.} but lately i've opted for blogging. blogging is one of the things that i

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yes, it's very true. we've been plagued again by the dreaded hand foot and mouth disease.  it all started wednesday when owen woke up with a fever and by 11 am it was over 103 degrees. sad little rover. i did, however, love how much he loved to snuggle. and there wasn't a naughty bone in his body. that all changed as soon as the motrin hit his system :) it was thursday morning that i noticed the

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i think it's high time we give abby a proper introduction on the family blog, yes? yes. abigail jane september 15, 2011 at 2:29 pm.8 pounds, 14 ounces and 21 1/2 inches longand about an inch of that was toes. sister child has some crazy long toes. my mom came into town the day before so that we could run a few last minute errands and so that i could show her all the owen ropes. it was SO

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i've been thinking about motherhood a lot lately. for obvious reasons such as: it has consumed my life. i don't carry a purse anymore and when i reach into my diaper bag to grab my lipstick, sometimes i pull out a plastic lizard instead. it's just my current state of life. don't get me wrong, i love it and i wouldn't trade it for the WORLD! but i'm learning a lot about life with 2 kids and about

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friends and family...and people we don't know... after much himming and hawing, we've decided that the pettijohn blog is going dark.aka: we're going private. it's not you, it's us. only it kind of is you, because we don't know who some of you are. we've been tracking our readers and we have some readers in foreign lands...huh? i can't imagine that anyone in china cares about how i am currently

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well, the date is set and the countdown is on. i just sharpied in baby pettijohn's induction day on our family calendar. if you know me at all, i look for any reason to update our family calendar with a brightly colored non-toxic thinline sharpie. it's on like donkey kong. we saw dr s this morning and she said we're almost to 4 cm and she did NOT stir things up this time. her reasoning? she's

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y'all. we're getting CLOSE. down to the WIRE. my little countdown on my handy dandy iphone says we only have 2 weeks left until d-day. ha-le-lujah. that means i have 2 weeks left to finish the stack of ironing that i STILL haven't touched. what is my problem? we had our check up on friday and all looked good. we had progressed to an "almost 3" and she decided to "stir things up" while she was

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here in the coastal bend, i feel like the weather people have been dangling a carrot in front of my nose for DAYS. every morning {and every 2-3 hours after the initial check}, i wake up and check my weather app for any kind of GLIMPSE of a rain cloud. imagine my surprise last weekend when i logged on, and LO! RAIN CLOUDS. on SIX whole days. but every morning since then, they push the rain clouds

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let's all visualize a 35 week pregnant girl on a balance beam.nevermind, let's not :) but really and truly, it's how i feel these days. i feel like i'm working so hard to keep a balance in our little home. a balance between nesting, keeping our house in order, cleaning, cooking, learning when to "let it go", spending time with friends, spending quality time with owen, grocery shopping, resting 

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harley. i've blogged about harley before. about how he's the world's biggest pest. about how he runs out the door when you're not looking and then makes you look like an idiot while you wander around your neighbors' yards shaking a little metal bowl with a few pieces of kibble in it in hopes that a little grey head will reappear from the underground world of pier and beam homes. he's the cat that

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sometimes, when you haven't blogged for a while, it's hard to jump back in. i liken it to falling off the horse. only much less painful. so we'll just hop back on and see how we do, ok? we can start with the obvious and just get it out of the way: it's still hot. hot as can be. or maybe it could be hotter, but i can't really imagine that right now. i don't even know why i check the weather each

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y'all. the nesting. it's in full effect 'round these parts. chances are, if it's in my home - it's been re-arranged, cleaned, organized, cleaned out, or at the very minimum: dusted. i even scoured my bathroom which is a good indication that i was desperate for something to clean. i HATE cleaning bathrooms. can i get an amen? this weekend we worked in the yard saturday morning as a family. owen

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i've been a "guest blogger" over at my friend mia's blog this month as a participant in her little "love is..." series. each wednesday she has her contributor {it's a different one each month} talk about a different way to show love. it's been fun to read other people's ideas of showing love - and learning how sometimes showing love can be a simple act that takes no more time out of our day! 

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today was owen's big day.the big day of tubes!or as i like to call it:the day of glorious happiness!what a piece of cake that whole experience was. the doctor, the anesthesiologist, the nursing staff, the surgical hospital...all top notch. we were SUPER impressed. best part? we were in and out with the whole ordeal in about an hour and 40 minutes. this pregnant mother {that had to wake up at 5:30

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y'all.  have you been outside lately? it's HOT. we feel fortunate in that corpus hasn't gone over the 100 degree mark yet...we seem to be hovering in the 90's, but that doesn't change the fact that my skin feels like it's going to melt off of my face when i walk out the front door.  mike had to work in san antonio for the better part of last week, so owen and i just hung out here at home.

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a few weeks ago, my sister and her two boys made the grueling six hour drive south to corpus. and we're SO glad they did! we had such a great time - i loved having time with my sister and it was super fun watching the cousins play. owen, being the gracious host that he is, was sure to get an ear infection, cut a 1 year molar AND get fifths disease while they were here. it was a week full of

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this little nugget turned ONE on saturday.and i still can't believe it. the more i stare at this picture, the more i want to go ransack his closet, pull out all of his tiny little binkies and go rock in his rocking chair. we had so much fun celebrating and loved ringing it in with some of our family and special friends! the celebrating actually started at 11:48 p.m. the night before, when owen

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1. i should be sleeping...because owen is sleeping...but i'm not. and i'm going to regret it later. 2. i should be folding laundry or unloading the dishwasher...because owen is sleeping and can't dismantle my piles or launch my silverware...but i'm not. and i'm going to regret that later, too. 3. i've never, in my life, left justified my blog post and i'm not sure i like it. i thought it might

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owen is finally taking his afternoon nap and i just sat down with a hot cup of english breakfast tea...at 3:45 in the afternoon. although in an attempt to be resourceful, i tried to reuse my teaball from this morning and i don't think that was a really good idea. what gave it away? the fact that i'm pretty sure i'm drinking hot water with hazelnut creamer in it. oh well. whatever helps me achieve

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is anyone else completely taken aback by the fact that it's MAY? i'm just so curious where 2011 is going and why it feels like it needs to be in such a hurry. i'm also curious as to why my darling 11 month old is refusing to take a morning nap today. doesn't he know that his mom has come to depend on her own morning nap? i thought that since it's been a few weeks, i'm way overdue for an update.

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what a weekend.i can honestly say that mike and i dealt with WAY more diarrhea this weekend than we have in our lifetimes...combined. poor little owen. it started friday and i thought it was just something he'd eaten...the kid loves berries & fruit and anything full of fiber :) then saturday morning happened. it was one of those mornings where you walk in to get your baby out of bed and the

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well, it's official. owen said his first REAL word. he's been saying "dada" for a while now, but he doesn't totally have the connection down. know which connection he DOES have down? lilah.tuesday morning, lilah jumped on the bed & owen said "li-lah!" and has been doing it ever since. he definitely knows what he's saying and he's pretty proud of himself.darn it if that dog hasn't become the

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monday already? where do the weekends go? better yet, where are the MONTHS going? after church yesterday, mike took me to office depot so that i could get a 12 month calendar. my one-month dry-erase board was just not cutting it. as a family, we're just about booked thru june already. it was time for me to be able to see it allllll at one time. and just in case you're wondering, it really only

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1. harley ran away yesterday afternoon. actually, owen and i went to target and i must not have dead-bolted the back door, so the corpus wind gusts blew it open and harley packed his bags and left. confession: i had NO desire to look for him when i realized he was gone. none. he's started waking me up anywhere from 4-5 a.m. for breakfast and i always think to myself: the only thing i will ever

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how in tarnation is it already march 22nd? can i get an amen?sheesh. it was spring break week in corpus last week. since mike and i don't have student schedules anymore, i usually pay no attention to school holidays and festivities such as spring break. but one step inside my HEB was a quick reminder. suddenly i was surrounded by college students decked out in their skimpiest of beach attire

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remember how i'm an ownby auntie to SIX fun nephews and TWO darling nieces?it's always fun spending time with them because i get to hear firsthand the funny things that they say. for example... while we were at the lake, i was sitting on the big back porch that overlooks the lake, drinking a cup of coffee and watching all the kids in their various canoes and kayaks skitter about the lake. julia (

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a lot of people have been asking us how life without cable is going. it's going GREAT!! we're so glad we did it & we wish we'd done it sooner! we love having the extra moolah at the end of each month and we love all the "extra" time we've gotten to spend together. we've played yahtzee, we've rented movies, we've read, we've gone to bed early...  incidentally, this happened too. don't believe me

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owen's had a very exciting march so far. and incidentally, so have his mom & dad :) last sunday, after a very busy weekend chock full of yard work and honey-do list chores, we went over to our sweet neighbors house for dinner & to relax. we walked in the door to the smell of mouthwatering steaks, mashed potatoes and the most taste-bud-tantalizing snicker cake you ever laid eyes on.  long story

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mike and i celebrated our big SEVENTH anniversary last weekend. and it's a good thing that we celebrated last weekend seeing as how i went to bed at 7:45 on monday - the actual, for real-life anniversary night. romance isn't dead...it just has to get an earlier start these days :)  we were in san antonio for the weekend - my mom and i were attending the priscilla shirer conference {yes, it

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standing. it's what we do here all. day. long.  it was such a fun surprise the first time i walked in to get owen from his nap - to find him standing at the rail of his crib. that morning also marked something new because he let me know he was done sleeping by SCREAMING versus his usual babbles and delightful little noises that make me want to go get him.standing = cutescreaming = not cute and so

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here at casa de pettijohn, we're all about bringing babies home. which is why when we had an opportunity to sponsor a mile or two in this kayak race of the century, we were all too excited to pull out our little debbie card and charge a worthy charge to our account.  read all about it. i dare you not to catch kayak baby fever and take part in the fun! i also dare you not to fall in love with

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in true south texas fashion, we had a "winter storm" that consisted of it being really, really cold and a little ice. and then the whole city shut down. for 2 days. we had to get pretty creative around here in order to ward off the cabin fever. it's not until it's cold and yucky that i realize just how much time owen and i spend outside. walks, wagon rides, the park, playing ball in the front

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this is what happens when we tell owen "no" or give him a stern look... Untitled from bekah on Vimeo. we're obviously still working on understanding what "no" means and that it's not a game. but until then, i did what any responsible parent would do. i video taped the hilarity. the quality is terrible because we didn't have any lights on, but i didn't want to go so far as to set the stage for

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i know this probably won't come as a total shock, but owen loves to eat. and he LOVES to feed himself. a few weeks ago we moved on to the 8-10 month food chart in order to expand our culinary palate. we figured since owen was bigger than most 10 month olds, he could eat what they eat :)  his new favorites? grapes, whole wheat noodles and cupcakes. just kidding on that last one, except he really

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we're back. it turns out that i can't blog AND survive teething at the same time. subsequently, it turns out that owen can't sleep AND cut new teeth at the same time either. BUT we're back and sporting our THREE new teeth.  o-dawg cut his bottom two teeth pretty early - right when he turned 4 months. you'll be so pleased to know that the next 2 teeth that surfaced are NOT his top middle teeth,

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now that the holidays are over, i've had to suck it up, get my fanny in gear and start cooking again. pretty much in between thanksgiving and new years i presented mike with two options each night for dinner. a bowl of cheerios or a grilled cheese sandwich with soup. and if neither of those options sounded appealing, we just ate christmas cookies. apparently i couldn't keep my holiday cheer AND

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- owen and i had several errands to run all within a few miles of our house and since it's easily the most gorgeous day in the WORLD, i decided to load the boy up in the stroller and walk it. so we walked to the children's hospital to drop off our milk bank donation, we walked to HEB to pick up a few things for dinner and we walked to a doctors office to drop off some paperwork. all the while

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that's owen's motto anyways. he's officially mastered the back crawl and he's earned a new nickname from mike of "scooter." our little guy is going places...he's just getting there by going backwards :) at least he'll always know where he's been! he was playing on his quilt with his toys while i was getting dinner ready when all of a sudden it was silent. i peeked around the corner and found

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ahh. it's a new year.isn't the freshness of a new start just the best? there's something about christmas, the holiday season, gift giving/buying, decorations and holiday eating that just pushes me TO MY LIMIT ever year. by december 28th i am DONE with it. i want the decorations OUT of my house, i want to clean out EVERY closet, drawer, nook and cranny of my home and i want to purge every

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until i have more time to write all about owen's first christmas and how it was the best one of his life, i'll just leave you with a magical photo to document his first christmas.  and...go.  oh, i kid. he obviously wasn't ready for that one, so we tried it again...much better :) hope your christmas was merry and that your new year is blessed!

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christmas is in full effect at the pettijohns. i like to think it has something to do with all of our glowing light strands :)  this weekend, mike finished up his shopping early on saturday morning. which, in itself, is a christmas miracle. he's usually the one to head out at 9:30 on christmas eve-ning. i'm all kinds of impressed with him right now.  we pretty much decided not to do gifts for

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it comes but once a year.it brings on concerns like "what to wear?!" "should we match?" "should we compliment?" "should we wing it?" "don't do your weird smile." "if my hair starts to look funny, please tell me." yes, it was picture day.and our FIRST OFFICIAL picture day as a family of 3.  my sweet friend alene did newborn pictures of owen when he was but a wee little nugget and we LOVED them.

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is this every mother's dream? to walk in and find their freshly napped baby like this? ah, yes. and you know how i love to change a good crib sheet. {pardon the nice shot of that birdy hiney} do you love the fact that he's still so happy about life despite the fact that he'd been smearing his face in recycled carrots? the poor kid spits up more than all get out. but he's a good lad. he can truly

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it's official.nothing makes me crabbier than christmas lights. not even changing crib sheets. {which i have already had to do TWICE this week.} i had a witty little facebook post the other day that went something like "nothing tests your marriage quite like christmas lights." the amazing thing was the amount of people that could sympathize with me, thus implying that we are not the only ones that

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turkey day came and turkey day went. we gobbled AND we wobbled.all was well. it was so special to spend time with all 8 of owen's ownby cousins in waco. he loved every minute and got lots of hugs, holds and tickles. i got to play lots of skip-bo and card games with my sisters - it was a win-win for all :) we had a bonafide FEAST. turkey, dressing, mashed potatoes, sweet potatoes, cranberry salad,

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so much to be thankful for! ...that I might sing praises to you and not be silent.O Lord my God, I will give you thanks forever! psalm 30:12 just to name a few...new mercies each morning friendship neighbors smiles pumpkin bread  OWEN new tennis shoes pumpkin spice creamer lilah kisses grace  long walks with my boys corpus  wind  heb checkers that make my son smile the today show  cousins snow

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i just ate a lunch {yes, at 4:24 p.m.} that consisted of a few slices of turkey lunchmeat, a piece of havarti cheese, a cup of sweet potatoes and a pumpkin spice hershey kiss...or three. trust me when i warn you that this post is just as random as my lunch... the battle with the fleas rages on. i'm sad to admit that they have moved me to tears TWICE this week, and not in the good way - but rather

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ever since working at moon mippy {where i was skilled in the art of fantastical customer service}, customer service is ALL OVER my radar. it's the first thing i notice when i walk into a store... if the customer service is rotten somewhere, i shop somewhere else. and if the customer service is GREAT somewhere, i call and tell someone there about it. it rocks my socks off to encourage people that

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no, google reader hasn't deceived you. i DID really and truly blog. can you even handle it? :) fleas navidad, friends.there is nothing merry about having fleas. know how i know? we've got 'em.  on a scale from 1 to 10, i deem fleas as little jumping spawns of satan. and i wish they'd go back to where they came from. we just had terminix come back out to the house for the second time in 2 weeks to

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happy october, y'all.  want to know how i know it's october? i ate candy corn for breakfast this morning. then washed it down with a few cups of hazelnut coffee. some days, candy corn just trumps kashi. i love those days, but my skinny jeans would disagree. i would have eaten candy pumpkins for breakfast, but my heb doesn't have them this year. does YOUR grocery store have candy pumpkins? i was

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sorry, team. i just can't seem to keep up with laundry, traveling, napping AND blogging. oh, and throw "caring for an owen and a mike" somewhere in that list too :) and though i'd love for the laundry to be the line item that gets the ax, it just can't happen. it's so weird the way my husband wants to wear clean clothes to work! and i can't even blame my lack of laundry zest on the fact that we

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one month and two days ago, was a very special day in my life. it was my 28th birthday. that's AWFULLY close to 30, if you ask me. this birthday was a little extra special being that i had TWO boys to celebrate with. it was a birthday of firsts: the first time i got to celebrate my birthday with owen AND the first day i got to celebrate my birthday un-showered.{all i wanted for my birthday was

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didn't i just blog about how it's august? that's what happens when you go long enough in between blog posts, you can re-use your titles :) well, welcome september. with you i hope you bring cooler weather, soft breezes and some mosquito killer. we welcome you with open arms! {though i don't think corpus got the memo that it's september and that it can stop being hotter than hades already.} this

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normally i would rant and rave about how it's august? and how is it august? and i don't believe you that it's august! but it's true. it is indeed august. know how i know? i had my birthday! that, and the fact that it's a mild 107 degrees outside today. i'm blogging in an attempt to keep my mind off the fact that i'm fairly certain i'm melting. it's my own fault. i went around professing what a

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the rumor is true.having a baby makes you stupid. in life, i always heard ladies blaming their lack of intelligence on "pregnancy brain." which i thought was just a glorified excuse for stupidity. then I got pregnant, and found out it's true. pregnancy brain is in fact a real disease. i think you have to suffer from it yourself in order to believe in it's existence. here's the part where i

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that's how many weeks owen's been out of my belly and in our arms. seven whole weeks. the verdict? we still think he's the bomb diggity. we love to spend every waking hour with him. and last night he loved to spend every non-waking hour with us too. the poor little rover had more gas than your corner valero. mylicon, take me away. i thought i'd take a minute to share some of the ins and outs of

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shhh. owen is sleeping. it's the perfect time to blog a little blog!  and while we're on the topic of owen sleeping, now would be a perfect time to confess that sometimes when owen is snoozing in his room, i forget i have a baby. it's true. don't turn me in. i'm fairly certain that does NOT qualify me for mother of the year. it's just that he gets SO quiet and snuggly in there, that after about

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ahhh. monday again so soon? we headed north this weekend - spent the weekend at my parent's house and the day at the lake on saturday with a bunch of mike's co-workers. it was big fun in the sun. i tried my hand at water skiing for the first time since last summer and oh my holy toledo. my legs are so sore that i can hardly walk. but that's ok, because now i get to feel like i took part in some

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mike has to work in the valley today, so he got a pretty early start to his day. which, consequently, so did owen. which means i did too. a pettijohn party at 4:30 a.m., because we like to rock it before the sun comes up! mike left around 5:15, but i wouldn't really know because i had already gotten back in bed and drifted back to dreamland by then. so this morning, after my for-real wake up, i

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i've become that person. you know... that person that says to the grocery clerk, "have a great weekend!"...on monday. i can't help it. it comes with the "unemployed" territory. but today was a whole new kind of full time job. a full time job called: owen. it all started last night. we had a good night - a long family walk, followed by a bath for O, dinner and then bedtime. only, somewhere in

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because i know you've all been sitting on the edge of your seats wondering HOW ON EARTH the laundry room is coming along, allow me to oblige you with a photo. behold. yes, those are walls AND a beautiful roof. and thanks to hurricane season and the recent landfall of alejandro, that's all we may have for another week or so. all this rain makes it muy dificil for mikey mike to get after it. BUT,

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we just got back from our first family road trip with baby o. we were {this} close to needing a u-haul. i only wish i was kidding. who knew a baby would add so much STUFF to the mix?! ok, i may be blaming my child for the lack of trunk space thanks to my indecisive approach to packing. and since i was in doubt, i just packed everything. since we are still laundry room-less, we took all of our

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owen's first two weeks were very busy, full of lots of firsts! the thursday after he was born, nana came down to visit and to help us with life. it was SUCH a treat to have her here. we had spent monday thru thursday at home, just the 3 of us and we loved every minute. mike took the whole week off and it was so fantastic to have so much time together as we got to know owen.  he's a GREAT eater

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allow me to warn you that in no way is this the abridged version of owen's arrival. i am not gifted in the "reader's digest version" way of story-telling...but i don't think that's really news to any of you. after our cool night in the comfort of our air conditioned home {hallelujah!}, mike and i woke up earrrrly and headed to the hospital. we got checked into our room, got settled in and i

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for the record, the B.O. stands for before owen. but while we're on the topic of B.O., i feel like i should let you know that i bought some men's old spice red zone deodorant yesterday. for me. it's no secret that secret just doesn't seem to be cutting it for me these days. i'd like to blame it on the fact that it's about 162 degrees outside and the fact that i can't live in a swimming pool. i

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i realize that i have completely abandoned you AND left you dangling over the edge with unanswered questions. though i can't sit down and blog about all the goodness that has occurred over the past TWO and a half weeks, i can tell you this... MY ANKLES ARE BACK! all the shoes in my closet are rejoicing.but believe it or not, that's not the most exciting thing that's happened... junebug came...yes

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today i'll boast about our little neighborhood and about how much we LOVE it here. God knew just what He was doing when He found us this house. over the past few months, we've really started to get to know our neighbors. we've got young ones, old ones, short ones, tall ones... just kidding. but seriously, we do.our little elderly neighbor doesn't leave her house much but she is sure to call us

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please.please tell me that you have seen this and that it makes you laugh as much as it makes us laugh. yes, it's four years old. which is precisely why i can't believe i'm just now asking you if you've seen it. if you haven't, please enjoy. and if you have, you already know you'll enjoy.oh man do we laugh.2 minutes in heaven is better than 1 minute in heaven.

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pretty much that was my response at the dr's office yesterday at our 37 week checkup. followed by an onslaught of really scary, out-of-nowhere, totally unnecessary hormonal tears. fan-tastic. being that i am not normally a very teary person, i even caught myself off guard. mike had a nutso week at work and they're working hard to meet a deadline. our dr's office called to warn us that they had to

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did you have to wear braces? me too.did you have to wear them for 5 years? me TOO!did you get an awesome purple passion retainer when you got your braces off? me too!do you wear your retainer every night? me neither.BUT. something possessed me to wear my retainer to bed last night. katie.barr.the.door. i don't know the last time i wore it, but it's been many, many moons. and let's just talk about

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when you move into your own house, along with it comes the idea that you can do whatever you want in your house, right?! dance in the kitchen? sure! play your music loud if you want? sure! bounce a basketball? sure! stay in your jammies 'til noon? sure! ...turns out i was wrong on that last one.i declared yesterday morning a "drink coffee and stay in your jammies" morning. it was wonderful! i was

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here is the "finished" nursery. all it needs now is a resident! {besides harley} we hope the bug loves this room as much as we've loved putting it together!the ONLY things we have left to do are to paint and finish installing the new doors and doorknobs and i need to find a mirror for above the changing table. i also have a super presh print {that matches perfectly!} that i am framing and putting

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that's the report that we got on our little one last friday afternoon. can we guess which contribution is from which parent? :)we had our final ultrasound on friday right before our checkup. we were SUPER excited to see junebug on the big screen one more time, but in all reality, there wasn't much to see. that poor thing is SO squished that it was hard to see much of anything. however, nothing

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that's what mike said when i told him about the near miss with the tuna disaster. that's when he lovingly implied that i might have a flair for the dramatic and that i probably wouldn't have DIED, per say. but maybe just fallen victim to food poisoning. which in my mind? translates to e-coli. which translates to death by misery.flair for the dramatic, or not. i know he's glad i lived to see

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i almost died today...i'm certain of it.and no one would have even known because it was day 2 of just me & The Hole.but bear with me. there are lots of important pieces to the puzzle leading up to the death defying story. read slowly & carefully because really & truly none of this really matters.we had the pier & beam guys come out today to set the new pier for our addition. they were arriving at

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mike and i can *officially* endorse the aforementioned expresso cake in a mug recipe. we made it last night after dinner and it was pretty much the bomb.comwe may have accidentally added a little bit of light whipped cream on top...oops. but with OR without the whipped cream? de-lish and super fun. mike is the true test case in our house and he gave it an eager 2 thumbs up. success! now if only i

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we just got home from our 35 week appointment. what? 35 weeks? how did that happen? all looks great - baby is head down, ready for action and is estimated at a strapping 6 pounds. i found the whole pelvic exam part to be rather uncomfortable. hA! someone {that someone being ME} had better brace themselves for what's to come.after checking all the stats, our doctor said, "well, is your bag packed?

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while waiting at one of my many dr's appointments for junebug, i came across a tasty little treat in a magazine {i think it was a people} that i am just dying to try. seeing as how it wasn't very practical for me to scramble to find a pen and paper so that i could copy the recipe, i just tore it out. whoops. i've become one of THOSE people. the people that tear out things from magazines that

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dear ankles,how is the weather wherever you are? is it sunny there? are you somewhere tropical, enjoying darling shoes and brightly painted toes? i hope this letter finds you well!things here have been about the same since you left. the cankles are nice and all, but they're no you. in fact, they're a little high maintenance. when you were here, i never felt like i was walking on needles, but

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is everyone's may off to a killer start?did YOUR dad call you on tuesday to wish you "happy star wars day" and say, "may the fourth be with you?" because mine did. and he cracked himself up while doing it :) oh how i love my dad. he is so good at bringing a smile to my face!and then yesterday was cinco de mayo! arriba! i hope everyone celebrated with an abundance of fajitas, chips & queso and

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i feel burned by kellog's. and really, by the whole cereal industry at large. this week i've been researching healthy cereals and came to find out that my cereal was on the naughty list. really? how can a cereal called "smart start" be on the naughty list? marshmallow mateys? yes. but smart start? really? more like stupid start.before junebug wreaked total havoc on my hormones and kicked off the

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that tomorrow is may?it doesn't even seem possible! the crazy thing, is how tomorrow we can officially say, "we're having a baby next month." stop it. it's nuts.what's even MORE fun is to play this little game...what were we doing this time last year?do you ever play that game? we've been playing it a LOT lately. it always ends with one of us saying how aMaZeD we are at how faithfully God has

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please don't look for cohesion or anything of relevance in this post.my excuse? it's tuesday.what does that have to do with anything? i have no idea.on our walk today, lilah & i passed by a lady walking her chihuahua {there are LOTS of those 'round these parts.} lilah was uber intrigued and kept looking back at it as if she was thinking, "why on earth is that squirrel on a leash?" mike and his

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i think i'm becoming my mother?a few times last week, something would happen and i found myself thinking, "that's so my mom." after a while, it officially occurred to me: i'm becoming my mother.but as i like to say, the proof is in the pudding.{what does that even mean?}somewhere along my 27 year journey of life, i have become someone that ALWAYS has a bag of fresh spinach as well as romaine

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i don't feel like anyone warned me about pregnancy and about how glamorous it is. were you all just holding out on me? wanted to keep the secret to yourselves?i mean, the fact that i spent the first 20 weeks with my head in the toilet was only the beginning of the glamour. add to that the fact that i wore the same pair of sick-nasty pajamas for those same 20 weeks? whole new level of glam.the

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by now you all know lilah.but did you know she is obsessed with squirrels? honest to goodness, hands down, ob-sessed. i don't know if it's the beady eyes, the bushy tails or the sassy talk that gets her the most, but she is 100% into them. and {maybe} wants to bite into them.i see her wait by the back door, just watching. waiting endlessly for the flick of a tail, the click of a tongue or any

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i really have nothing of great magnitude to share with you this morning.which i realize is no different than any other morning, except for the fact that today i'm really & truly not going to bore you with ridiculous details about how my innie is still an innie {just barely}, i took two naps this weekend, only one shower and forgive me for the caloric sins i committed.i am, however, going to share

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golly! beautiful spring day, much?!is it as amazing where you are as it is where i am?lilah and i just got in from our walk and it was a glorious one indeed. there were LOADS of squirrels for her to long for and i happen to love when i can piggy-back getting some color on these translucent arms of mine with the daily exercise. that's what i like to call killing two birds with one stone. which

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caution:there is nary a complete thought in this entire post. nor is there anything of value or worth your time reading. but if you must, read on.2 weeks ago, mike gave me a scolding about not drinking enough {pronounced: any} water. i hate water with every fiber of my being. i would much prefer that my body be made of 65% sweet tea. then we'd be talking. seeing as how i feel like i owe it to The

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specifically, at sprinkle's cupcakes. luring you with irresistible 2 inch thick frosting and chocolate shavings on top.just kidding. {kinda} and please tell me you've heard the rusty wier song and that you don't think i'm crazy for my post title.last weekend i got to spend THREE sleeps and 2 and a half days with lindsay in the greater metroplex area. it was justwhatthedoctorordered.com... only

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we are quickly approaching your 7th birthday. how the time flies.i still remember the day that erika and i went to the humane society to just "play with the puppies" {because that's always a great idea for an animal collector}. imagine the fact that somehow i left with YOU.mike and i were dating at the time and when he found out about you {my illegitimate adoptee}, he told me i had to return you.

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this is what happens when you eat too much bread...just kidding. sorta.forgive me for not posting more {and by more, i really mean any} pictures of junebug in utero. i promise i'm not trying to evade the media, it's just that i'm not so big {relatively speaking} into the "bump watch" scene.BUT we were on our way out to go register and have a dinner date last night, so i thought if we were ever

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ok, not really, but almost.it's that good.two days ago i happened upon a recipe on one of my favorite blogs to stalk. she's susie homemaker and always has her adorable kids dressed in darling clothing that she's just whipped up and something delicious coming out of the oven - all the while being totally down to earth. in other words, i have a serious friend crush on her and i would love to be her

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you have a trip to chicago + a visit from your mom + a visit from your 14 family members + a quick trip to san antonio? a very sad, lonely, neglected blog.to say that the last month has been a whirlwhind would be the understatement of the year. and never mind the fact that i just spelled whirlwind with an h. whoops.it all started with an anniversary get-a-way to chicago. mike surprised me at

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