Over It.

Ok, I know that Gavin is only 3 weeks old, but I am over looking and feeling like I am still 6 months pregnant.  

Yesterday, in preparation for  a healthy diet and exercise program, I ate almost a dozen oatmeal chocolate chip cookies.  It is time.  So, today I am publically announcing my comeback.  Maybe not triathlon style, but at least an attempt to not eat everything in the pantry, and a decent stroll on the treadmill in a regular type fashion.

Cow Skipping

Our church is in the middle of a sermon series called "Cow Tipping", where Pastor Steven addresses the sacred "cows" or topics, that many churches are afraid to address.  It's good stuff, and filled with bovine humor.  

Anyhoo, in honor of this, our small group is participating in a challenge to eliminate cow products from as many meals as we can this week.  There is apparently a fabulous prize for the group that has the most cow-free meals.

Frankly, this couldn't have come at a better time, because I think Gavin may have some kind of lactose intolerance.  He's always been pretty gaseous (we brought him to the theatre with us to see Harry Potter, and he was rather loud at the rear end during just about every quiet scene) and today he has been spitting up a lot.  I thought back to what I ate today, and it was cheese pizza, 2 huge glasses of milk, and perhaps more chocolate chip cookies than I should have had.

So this week will be an experiment.  Although I am a little bummed that I can't have milk in my coffee tomorrow.

Masterpiece Studios

Our DSAC birth-3 group did an art workshop at this cool 

studio near us.  There was much mess, 

and also some eating of paint.

Summertime

**sidenote while I'm thinking about it:  Chase now yells for Gaga just like Ian does.  I randomly hear, "Gaaaaaaaagaaaaaaaaa!"  a la Sly Stallone.

All in the Timing

So, every once in a while I can con the boys into taking a bath while I take a shower.  It works out well: I get clean and they get to play.  This morning we did that, but our get-out-dry-off-get-dressed routine was thrown off because Gavin woke up half way through.  So, I didn't get a diaper on Chase as quickly as I usually do.  

Do you see where this is going?

He's playing happily in my bedroom and the hallway (I just close all the doors upstairs and he toodles around completely content with this little bit of freedom) while I get dressed.  Then I leave the bedroom to get clothes for him and Ian.  

Except there are footprints going all the way down the hallway, ending with Chase, sitting nekid, examining the bottom of his feet.

Yup.  Ew.  And I just had that carpet cleaned.

Garden News!!

We have harvested 6 grape tomatoes, 2 zucchini, and 2 yellow squash!

We also have 4 teeny tiny watermelons growing :)  

Playgroup and New Stroller Issues

We had our Roots and Shoots playgroup today at the mall play place.  I got to try out my new Joovy Ultralight Caboose and it was very much fun.  Ian had lots of older siblings to play with, and Chase has discovered the secret to climbing up the slide, so he spent most of his time there.  Gavin ate and slept the whole time.  

We did lunch in the food court afterwards, and Bryan met us on his lunch break.  

The stroller worked out pretty well, except that Ian's legs have apparently grown so weak that he can no longer walk on his own, and insists on standing on the platform in the back while Chase sits on the jumpseat, which makes it mucho crowded back there.  Even with the added weight on the back, it was super easy to manuever, even with one hand, as I had a giant gift bag filled with wipes and diapers from one of my mommy friends.  The only problem was the parent organizer thingy on the handle bar is too close to Chase- he can reach it and pull out the drink that I had tucked in there.  Twice.  Yes.  A full cup of McAlister's lemonade dumped on the floor not once, but refilled and dumped again.  I'm sure I heard applause from the security/clean-up crew as we finally exited the building.   I think I can turn the organizer backwards, so I will have to explore that possibility next time.  Either that, or I'll get one of those camel-packs and just wear my beverages...