9 inches?? oh my!

Do you know what this is?

Do you know what this means?

love love love

It means I can finally knit babylegs and the legs of longies without dpns.

Is it sad when I get excited about a 9″ circular needle? Is it sad when I stalk the mailman for a simple knitting needle??

Hiya Hiya 9" circular

Maybe….

the beauty of 9" circ

But just look at the short circular knitting needle goodness.

I found out about the Hiya Hiya 9″ circular needles while googling looking for a good priced 12″ knitting needle. I knew that it would still be too big for newborn and small sized longies, but it would be useful to have. Imagine my surprise when I found a blog raving about the new Hiya Hiya 9″ circular needles. Of course they were blogged about over a year ago, but they are new to me. After reading the blog, I knew that I had to have them. I coveted them and drooled over them. I imagined how amazing they would be and how smooth the yarn would slide of them. Then I got them in the mail today. After waiting only a million years for them. Ok. I’m exaggerating. I waited half a million years. So I tried them out and I am in love. They are perfect. They are TINY. At first very weird to knit with, but I’m getting used to the size. And now I know… I have to have more. I want some in smaller sizes. For socks. ooooh… Socks would be heavenly to knit on these needles….

I love….

I love….

the shining smile on Skyler’s face when I ask him “pretty please with a cherry on top, Will you sit right there and let me take a picture??”

the sunlight shines in your smile

how he finds so much joy in playing with anything. No matter how big, how small, whether it’s even a toy at all…

he's growing up

how he has so much imagination and how much his personality has grown….

I can’t believe that he’s going to be 3 soon. 15 days and he’s not my 2 year old.

and completely unrelated to Skyler, do you know what else I love??

Soft, squishy, pretty, oh soooo yummy and beautiful Malabrigo.

snowbird malabrigo

mommy… may I have some more crack yarn??

I love….

I love….

….how every night Skyler goes to sleep snuggling a book. Yesus forbid he snuggles his stuffed animals.
….how every WEEKDAY morning he yells at me that he wants to sleep. “Light off!” he demands. Too bad he won’t sleep in on the weekends.
….when I pick him up from daycare and I’m greeted with not one, not two, not three, but FOUR (aren’t I lucky?) hugs around my legs and 1 amazing smile that I can’t wipe off his face. He’s always so glad to see me and so sad to leave daycare.
….how he offers me his bottle of water (really it’s mine) and when I turn down the offer, gets an angry look in his eyes and yells at me until I take a drink. I guess I was thirsty ;)
….the way he loves to snuggle while watching Wonderpets and the way he loves to dance while watching Backyardigans.
….the way he sings along while we are watching Wonderpets.
….how sweet, smart and amazing my wonderful little boy is.
….every moment I have with Skyler. He is my world.

my boy

He’s been making me laugh when I need it most. He makes silly faces and loves to laugh and smile. He doesn’t give smiles for anything or anybody, so every smile and every laugh I manage out of him is incredibly special.

He loves to play and wrestle and finds everything I do so hilarious. From building beds out of blocks for his stuffed animals to tossing him up in the air when we are outside. He had me lay down on the floor and then proceeded to cover me with blocks until I sat up quickly and roaring at him. That one had him falling on the floor because he was laughing so hard.

He loves snuggles at times when I need snuggles the most. He runs to me and gives me a huge hug around the legs when I arrive at his daycare. Then lets go to retrieve his stuffed lovey only to come back to me and give me another hug. He then grabs my hand and waves “bye bye” at his friends and to tell them “Bye Bye! See you morrow!”.

He shares his food with me and shares his paci at bedtime. He always wants me to lay down in his bed but settles for his giraffe and bear when I tell him that it’s not mommy’s bedtime just yet. It the morning I get a huge smile and a “Hi Mommy!” to start my day with.

I could go on and on to express how much I love him and how much joy he brings into my world. Or I could post a picture that expresses that and so much more. I love you Skyler. 2 is going to be an incredible age for you. It’s going to be an incredible year. We will live it well.

gotta love the silly faces he makes

horoscopes

As silly as it may sound, I read my horoscope (several actually) and follow tarot readings everyday. I receive texts every morning with cryptic messages that make me think and receive emails with astrological words of wisdom that make me wonder.

Today’s horoscope really makes me think:
Be patient for love to make it’s way to you. You can’t control fate so enjoy being carefree now.

I’m following that advice. I need to quit worrying about when I’m going to find a relationship. I need to worry more about now. Starting now :)

daily horoscope

Horoscope for July 18th, 2008

Love doesn’t just spring up overnight. Be patient. Admirers will make themselves known soon enough

One person came to my mind when I read this. The person that I exchange witty banter with. The person that makes my heart flutter with just a simple smile.

I wish it were just as simple as asking him out…

the cure for the mommy blues

I’ve been feeling crappy the past couple days. Really full of the single mom blues. Tonight I got to talk to some awesome friends and the topic discussion is the plans for the upcoming trip to NY.

Yes! I am *hopefully, most likely* going to be going to New York. Not only to see some AMAZING friends, but to photograph one of the most amazing mommies I know, and her gorgeous daughter and her completely perfect family.

I’m ECSTATIC! The last time I was in NY was when I was 3 years old, so that doesn’t even count for really visiting it. I can’t wait to the Big Apple. I can’t wait to meet some great friends and their fabulous minis and I can’t wait to have a real vacation. I can’t wait to take a million pictures. I can’t wait to see some amazing sites. Did I mention how I can’t wait to meet some amazing people?

This trip is what is currently keeping my spirits up until this bleary days pass. I can’t wait till August :)

time for a bragging moment

He really amazes me sometimes. Sunday morning for breakfast he HAD to have milk and cereal. Normally weekends is eggs, hashbrowns and sausage. He kept telling me ‘No’ when I asked him if he wanted eggs. So I get his bowl of milk and cereal, and a sippy cup of milk. He gets mad when he couldn’t get the lid off the cup. So I take it off. I try to feed him the cereal. He gets mad when he can’t feed himself. So I let him do it himself. I’m watching him. He smiles at me, and with such expertise, uses his spoon to get some cereal and into his mouth. He looks up at me, smiles, and then picks up his cup and expertly drinks from it. He looks at me, smiles and sets it back down on the table ever so gently. Then continues to shovel his cereal in.

That’s my little guy. I’m so proud.

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breakfast pt 1, originally uploaded by Me (?).

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breakfast pt 2, originally uploaded by Me (?).

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breakfast pt 3, originally uploaded by Me (?).

Everyday I look at him and wonder how where the time went.

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My dear Skyler,

You have pushed my buttons one too many times. You have made me question why things have happened. You have made me question my ability to be a single mother.

Thank you.

All my life I have wanted to be challenged. I get bored when everything is too easy. For the first time, life isn’t easy. I’ve tried to imagine my life without you. What I imagine is my life filled with void. I’m unhappy without you. I can’t imagine being happy without you. You make me tear my hair out, but more importantly you put a smile on my face. You fill my heart with more love than I have ever felt.

I guess the more important question I should be faced with is, Would I want to imagine my life without you? The answer is “No.” You are everything to me, and you will continue to be everything to me. I know I’m not the perfect mother, and I know I have a far road to travel on before everything is set for us, but we’ll get there eventually. I promise. We are stuck together, and I’m looking forward to many years with you.

I love you Skyler. You are everything to me, and you will always be my everything.

<3 mommy

we just hit another milestone

Skyler is officially in a toddler bed. The crib has been taken down and will hopefully be gone in a couple days.

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new toddler bed, originally uploaded by Me (?).

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new toddler bed, originally uploaded by Me (?).

He woke up around 10ish. I heard his crying upstairs and when I got to the room, I see him standing at my bed. I thought he wanted to lay in my bed. I get him to lay back down in his, which he does without a fight, but he kept crying. Finally I asked him if he wanted some water. He said yes. He knew his sippy cup was on the shelf above my bed. He drank his water, laid back down in his bed and instantly fell asleep.

My little guy is growing up :(

another sweet photo of him

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sweet boy, originally uploaded by Me (?).
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