Laundry Day

Laundry day always seems to be my most inspiring day. Maybe it's the refreshing smell of Unstoppables that just seems to want to clean everything and then take a billion pictures. It makes sense. I hate taking pictures in a dirty house. I shouldn't let that stop me because my kids are always going to be cute more often than my house is clean.

But laundry day is when those two world collide of having cute kids in clean clothes (or in diapers) in a clean home. It's magical. And it shall be recorded for history! And when my posterity looks through my photographs, they will know that the house was clean for at least 10 minutes on laundry day.

I swear I clean more than that, but it seems tornados follow me everywhere I go. (Tornadoes named Alex and Theo).

So here is a cute little snippet of our lives today.

Photo Shoot

Doing photo shoots is one of my favorite things, followed closely by editing those photos. I love taking photos of people!

Here is a family photo shoot that I did for some of my friends from church who had their extended family members in town for a short visit. They rarely all get together at the same time, so it was essential to get some pictures taken. 

So stinkin' cute!

It's so nice when you are taking pictures of people who are ready and willing to smile. This family was so upbeat throughout the entire shoot and joking around the whole time. All the smiles were natural and genuine. A lot of the time it's hard to find a photo where everyone is smiling, but that wasn't the difficulty with this family. The challenge for this photo batch was to find one where someone wasn't talking! 

The weather was absolutely perfect. It is nice to take photos in overcast weather, but I'm not going to complain about how gorgeous of a day it was! And they have the most amazing yard. They live on a pretty big lot that has been in their family for generations and has been slowly divided among relatives. There's meadows, and a pond, and apple trees. It was really hard to find a place that wasn't great for pictures. I just wish I could have done it justice!

New Shop Item

I am finally starting to feel back to normal after having my second baby, Theo. I am ready to do more than just survive until nap times and bed times! It is so crazy how a tiny human can just turn your whole world upside down.

But now that Theo has been sleeping through the night for a solid few weeks here, I feel like I have more energy (most days) and a lot more motivation to get stuff done.

So, one of my really good friends just had a baby boy and I'm so excited that our little guys will be close together. I made her a baby afghan and added it to my Etsy shop! Here are some photos of the masterpiece ;)

I seriously love to crochet. It is like therapy to me, and it's so nice to have the energy to get back into it again. I actually have a few more items to add to my shop soon. I just have to take pictures of them and put them up. 

Anyway, if you have a baby shower to go to, hit me up! I'd love to make a personalized item just for you! Or you can always go directly to my Etsy shop with the button on the left or go to this link. 

Pizza Salad--My New Favorite Thing

I love having salad for dinner. I never thought in a million years as a child that I would ever say that. But I do! There are lots of yummy toppings and you don't feel as guilty or bloated as when you have cake and ice cream for dinner... yes, sometimes that happens. Don't judge me.

The only problem with salad is that even when it has ample protein in it, it just doesn't feel very filling and I find myself looking for something a little more satisfying just an hour or two later. I've never been one of those girls who eats a salad and declares how full she is. I say, "Bring on the breadsticks!"

So the combination of pizza and salad is just too good to pass up. You still get that light, happy feeling that all adults do when they have successfully eaten a good amount of vegetables, but you get the satisfied feeling of being full too. And the best part is that this dinner is SO easy, especially when you don't make your own pizza dough. But homemade is really good, so kudos to all you great supermoms and dads and other readers out there! You rock.



Here's how I do it:

1. Buy the frozen bread dough loaves in your local grocery store.
2. Let the dough thaw all day long in a greased bowl. If it is taking too long to thaw, heat your oven to the lowest setting and place the bowl in the oven for as long as it takes for the dough to double in size. 
3. Sprinkle cornmeal on a baking sheet. This keeps the dough from sticking and gives it an amazing texture. 
4. Roll out the dough and place it on the cornmeal covered baking sheet
5. Put it in the oven at 400 degrees for about 10 minutes or just until the dough starts to turn golden around the edges
6. Pull the pizza dough out of the oven and top it with your favorite sauce (I did pesto) and fresh mozzarella (you can, of course, not do fresh, but it is SOOOOOO much better with fresh). Pop it back in the oven for about 5 minutes until cheese is all melted. (You can also butter the crust and sprinkle parmesan, garlic, or basil flakes around the edge. It's divine.)
7. Pull pizza out and top with your favorite leafy greens (arugula is great), and your other toppings. (I did fresh shaved parmesan, halved cherry tomatoes, and peppers) 
8. Viola! Enjoy. (Enough parenthesis for you?)

I have done this several times and I have to say that the fresher the ingredients, the better the pizza. It is seriously delicious and my two year old will even eat it, vegetables and all! He'll eat anything on a pizza. 

My favorite toppings for this pizza are so good, even though I don't have a picture, I'm going to share it with you. 

Sauce: fig preserves

Cheese: fresh mozzarella

Greens: arugula 

Other Toppings: bacon, fresh parmesan, sprinkled balsamic vinegar

Fourth of July Trip

So Evan's family had this tradition that they would make their way down to Washington D.C. for the fourth of July fireworks show that they do (which is supposed to be the biggest display in the country, nbd). Since we are only hours north of DC in Maine, we decided to make the trip down in three hour long increments so that we could make lots of stops along the way and see historical sites. I've had a few trips back east in my life, but unfortunately I didn't remember a lot from them.

So here's some pictures from the trip!

Alex and I in front of the Old North Church

Evan and Alex in front of the memorial for the War on Terror in the courtyard for the Old North Church. These represent all the the deaths in Iraq and Afghanistan.

The site of the Boston massacre. It's kind of weird to be smiling in this picture because of where we are, but I think it might have been more weird to frown...

Evan and Alex enjoying lunch from Heisler's Dairy in PA. Evan used to come here when he was a kid for ice cream. I finally got to taste the famous Guers lemonade, also made around Evan's home town. 

Random totem pole in front of Heisler's. 

View at Heisler's. Now I know why they call them "blue mountains." You can't tell in this picture very well, but in person the mountains in the very back are a deep blue. 

In front of Evan's beloved old home. 

At Evan's elementary school. I was trying to teach Alex to roll down the hill. He didn't get it. 

Alex and his buddy Willie at the DC temple visitor's center. 

At the DC temple

In front of the White House with some Asian tourists

The World War II memorial. 

Stone-faced Alex and crew at the Lincoln Memorial.

At the grave of the unknown soldier. We hoofed it all the way there and made it just in time!

The beautiful view. In just minutes it would be raining like crazy--hard to believe looking at this photo.

Right before the fireworks show. It was such a fun day and we saw so many things! I think we all look a little exhausted here. Except Theo. He slept pretty much all day long. The life of being a baby.

We saw so many things on this trip that we didn't even take pictures of. I do love pictures, but I'm glad that we weren't glued to our cameras this trip and just enjoyed all of our time together. Even though memories are better solidified when you have photos, and I might not remember everything from this trip, I will remember that we had a great time as a family, and we really lived in the moment. 

Healthy Banana Pancakes

My little guy is 4 months old today; I can't believe it! The first few weeks were so hard, but the whole thing has gone by really fast. Some people assume that because it goes fast, that it isn't hard. But it has been really, really challenging to have these two home alone with me for the past few months. They are such great kids, but oh my, it has stretched me to the very edge of my physical and emotional limits.

With Alex, my doctor recommended that he start eating rice cereal at 4 months because he was having trouble gaining weight, and it was such a great experience. I know that the advice is to exclusively breastfeed or bottle feed for the first 6 months now, but since my first was eating at this stage, I can't help thinking about making baby food for this little one.

Baby food is so fun to make because it is so easy! And you can really play with a lot of flavors and spices. It's so fun to see your baby's reactions to all the different tastes. I can't imagine how exciting it must be to go from exclusive milk to all these tasty options.

One of my favorite breakfasts to make Alex when he was about a year old was banana pancakes. We were very careful not to give Alex any added sugar for the longest time, we even stayed away from juice 98% of the time. These pancakes are fun because they are sweet and cinnamon-y and they are healthy.

Plus, Alex just gobbles them up like no one's business.

It is one of the rare moments when he is completely quiet.

Healthy Banana Pancakes
1 mashed banana
2 Tbl flour (you can use whole wheat flour to be healthier or baby oatmeal)
1/2 tsp cinnamon
1 egg

Stir it all together and pour onto a greased skillet. Flip when lightly browned on the underside and serve. Makes about 3 medium sized pancakes.

10 Reasons Why I Know I Seriously Love My Toddler

Being a mom is hard. If you don't believe me, just read any mom-blog out there. Those blog posts about how hard it is to be a mom used to be just an annoying thing that clogged up my facebook feed. But now, I totally relate. Oh, how I relate.

I'm not gonna lie, there have been days where those blog posts have just given me that extra boost of energy to make it through. I realized I wasn't alone and that I'm not the worst mom ever even if I let him have his binky at night still and ruin his teeth.

There are simply days of mothering a toddler and newborn that push me to the breaking point though. Today is not one of those days. At least not yet. Seems like the climate can change in 30 seconds around here though. Every day is an adventure.

But for when my life does get overwhelming and I have to stop myself from scheduling a vasectomy for my husband, I thought it might be nice to have a list to remind me how much I freaking love my toddler.

1. I make him eat healthy food. This may seem like a no-brainer. Every parent should try to make their kid eat healthy food, but it is easier said than done. Growing up, I used to think that my parents wanted me to eat healthy food because it was cheaper than the yummy desserts and things. I never realized that healthy food can be so expensive! Even if you make all your own meals, feeding a toddler healthy food can be a hefty bill and it is so frustrating when they waste all of their meal.

It would be so much easier to always give my son food that I know he likes, like french fries and milkshakes, but one of the ways I know I love him is that I'm willing to spend a lot of time, energy, money, and deal with a few more tears to make sure he's healthy.

2. I'm willing to act like a crazy person. When it comes to keeping my toddler happy, I'm willing to do a lot out of my comfort zone. I'll make faces at church and crawl around with him at a playplace. I don't have a lot of pride left.

3. I change my behavior so he'll be better than I am. I'm not the most outgoing person and I have a lot of inhibitions when I'm in public. I'll initiate talking to other parents at the park so that he can be comfortable playing with their child. I want him to be more outgoing than I am, so I'm constantly stretching my limits and pretending I'm more confident than I am.

4. I constantly talk to him. Even though he only says a few words right now, I know he understands a lot more, so I'll go down every aisle in the grocery store saying every thought that enters my mind. I tell him what sauce is the yummiest and I tell him which can of tomatoes is the most expensive. I show him what ingredients will be in his dinner that night. I used a good combination of big and small words so that when he decides he wants to talk more, he will have a versatile vocabulary.

5. I tell him "no" and mean it. I love to see my kid happy. It is the most rewarding thing to hear my little guy laugh. In fact, a majority of my day is spent trying to keep my son happy. However, there are times when I have to put my foot down. If he is crying because he wants to watch TV, I'm just not going to let him watch it. I know once I put on a show, he will immediately be happier, and honestly, if he is happy my day is just so much better. But because I love him and I don't want him to turn into a spoiled teenager who then turns into a tool that no one will ever want to marry, I have to say no every once in a while.

Yes, I really do think that far in the future when I am making small parenting choices like this.

6. I don't sleep like I used to. It is impossible for me to completely relax, ever. Sure, I get some solid stretches of sleeping time at night even with an infant in the works, but my brain never, never, never, NEVER turns off. No matter how I try.

I sleep with a fan and earplugs just to try and keep my brain from straining to hear crying or knocking on doors. I know that my toddler is capable of sleeping through the night, but I am always listening for him. Even with my earplugs, I wake up immediately when he starts making noise. Even if he's completely fine playing in his room. I cannot sleep through it. I can't turn off the natural mom concern for her babies. I'm hoping that I will be able to sleep when he is a teenager but I'm not counting on it.

7. I let him get dirty. I try to let my son get dirty whenever he can. When we are out, I let him roll on the ground and stomp in puddles. I want him to know what it feels like to have water sloshing in your shoes. I want him to know what it feels like to be covered in mud.  I don't love to do laundry, but I do love watching him explore the world.

8. I let the house get dirty. I would love to have a clean apartment for a whole week. It would be so exciting, I think I would cry. I'm not purposely making my home dirty, and I do spend a fair amount of time cleaning it. I have just chosen to be happy that my apartment will only be clean between the hours of 8 p.m. and 6 a.m. I could keep my home spotless if I didn't spend any time with my son, but I'm not satisfied with that. I try to teach him life skills, so I do give him several moments of watching me and helping me clean, but I also allot a good amount of play and learning time into his day.

9. We read and pray. There are two things that I never say no to when my son initiates them and that is reading and praying. We have family prayers at meals and before bed but it is a relatively new concept for my toddler and he thinks it's pretty cool. So when he looks at me and folds his arms, we always say a prayer even if it's just me saying that we are grateful for cookies. It is important for me that my babies have a relationship with God and it is also important that they love books. Even if my kids are in trouble, I will never give them a time out from books.

10. I miss him when he's not around. No matter how hard my day was or how many fits he threw, every night when my son goes to sleep I miss him. Logically, I know that I don't want him awake because I just plain need a break and I am exhausted. Even if I've been looking forward to bedtime ever since I woke up in the morning, I still always miss him when he's in his own room. That always reminds me after a long day of terrible twos  that my little buddy is still in there somewhere underneath all the fits and sticky hands.

Now I'm not a perfect mom; I'm not even close. But on those days that I feel like I'm doing everything wrong, this list will help remind me that I'm trying my best and that I am doing everything for a reason.