Psychotically Sane » forget-me-nots

Jess — Mon, 24 May 2010 04:48:52 +0000

I decided that I needed to update my ravelry stash and project photos. So while taking photos of the yarn, Skyler decided to jump in and get in on the action.

I love my sweet booger butt.

Saturday, we spent a few hours at the zoo with some wonderful friends.

And I got over my fear of fingering weight yarn and took the plunge to knit a shawl.

I’ve more than doubled my progress since taking this photo this morning.

And today we spent a few hours outside, in the blistering heat & scorching sun. Splashing and swimming in the pool.

what a wonderful weekend it was.

Jess — Mon, 29 Jun 2009 03:51:12 +0000

I’m trying to figure out when I told Skyler he could grow up. Who really wants their baby, their small toddler… to grow out of that phase. And how long does it take us to realize that our baby is no longer a baby.

It hit me today. Hit me hard that my baby is no longer a baby. Hell, he’s no longer a small toddler anymore. He’s holding conversation, recognizing true human emotion, pushing his independence and has caught on to the fact that he is wrapped around my little finger.

How else would he know that when he wants to go to the movie store, all he has to do is look at me with his big blue eyes and ask ever so politely “Can we go to the movie store? Pretty please with a cherry on top???” with his little hands put together in a begging sort of manner. And when I tell him before bed that I am going downstairs to get him some water, all he has to do is ask even more politely “I go down-a-stairs with you? Can I?”.

Holy crap, the cuteness is overwhelming!

Then there are the times that he knows he did something wrong and he looks at me with those irresistible blue eyes and tells me in the sweetest voice imaginable “I’m sorry mommy” and follows it with a hug. He’s learning to follow directions and do as I ask, even if he doesn’t want to.

He’s not perfect. He throws an insane amount of temper tantrums. He knows how to push my buttons. He knows how easy it is to set me off and for some odd reason he enjoys this. He has quite the temper and attitude himself, but then I remember that he’s a toddler. Not a small toddler, but a bigger toddler, not quite a child. A toddler who instinctively knows that he has to test his limits to learn.

Pretty soon he’s going to be a child, and after that he certainly won’t be my baby anymore.

That thought certainly has me in tears….

my football boy

Jess — Mon, 12 Jan 2009 04:13:29 +0000

I love him and his “helmet”. Which is a really a Titan’s chip party bowl. It was found in a cupboard and now he pretends he is a football player. He spent the whole day asking me to “Play football me??” and to “tackle me”.

At definitely gives me something to smile about.

just a quick post before bed.

Jess — Mon, 05 Jan 2009 05:24:50 +0000

Skyler refused to go to sleep last night till 11:30pm. He wanted to lay in my bed and snuggle with me. I, of course, wasn’t ready for bed, so I let him lay on the couch (in complete darkness) in hopes that he was going to fall asleep. He didn’t. Instead we talked.

S- I’m scared mommy.
M- Scared of what?
S- Monsters. Monsters gonna get me.
M- Monsters aren’t going to get you. I won’t let them. The Backyardigans are also going to snuggle with you and keep the monsters away.
S- No. Mommy keep monsters away.

I love him.

I’m almost done with the camo longies. Just one more pant leg to knit up, knit together the crotch and sew up the elastic in the waistband, and I’m done. Next project will probably be a blue and white pair of newborn/3 months longies. I have some really soft wool yarn that will be perfect.

Protected: its the little things

Jess — Thu, 18 Dec 2008 05:13:47 +0000