Occasionally a group of moms get together in Front Royal for discount Margaritas and appetizers at a restaurant. In an effort to make new friends and "get out there" I went. Of course when I discovered that margaritas aren't 99% fruit I decided on a decaf coffee and strawberry cheesecake shooter (yes. always. yes!). Leo decided that it was a good night to go to bed too early and then wake up and keep Ben company.... oops...?
Here is our kitchen :
Kitchen / Dining Combo |
I like to call this "Pharaoh Ant Paradise" |
My FAVORITE new toy! |
We are currently using a card table for meals. It definitely works but it is no mystery why people usually prefer to eat off of solid wood.
The living room :
Yes, that is a diaper pail in our entryway |
The living room defies my cleaning and organizational efforts, I'm afraid. Until we get some proper shelving and storage in Leo's room the toys we use have a home on the living room floor. Sorry that I did not tidy up more for your viewing pleasure.
I mentioned the other day that I'm in need of infant activities. I still am so please feel free to share your wisdom in the comments section, but I did discover the fun of water play with Leo. Just filling up the sink a bit and letting him kick his chubby feet in the water or "standing" in it is enough to keep him delighted for about 15 minutes. That may not sound like a lot to you but 15 minutes of a happy Leo to me is 15 minutes of BLISS!
I am a superstitious person. Well, not entirely. Just one thing : Journaling. I stopped keeping a journal a few years ago because every time I wrote about something it seemed to go wrong (especially relationships but other things too). So when I started dating Ben I couldn't bring myself to put pen to paper. I knew it was absurd then and I know it is absurd now but there it is. I have been given journals - beautiful journals! And I have been sorely tempted to write in them, especially the one I was given for Leo's pregnancy. But I just couldn't. There was this inane feeling floating about inside that What if I start writing and something happens with the pregnancy?. And now that he is safely born and thriving I still won't do it. Maybe one day, if I grow up and/or stop being ridiculous, I will grab a pen and begin again. Until then, at least I have my blog!
On the journalling, I understand that. Not with the journalling, but with other things on a similar vein.
ReplyDeleteAbandonment to the Divine Will, this is what I remind myself in those times I am prevented from doing what I love to do.
Your home is beautiful! I really like the rug. And yes, Paul gets two baths a day sometimes because it makes him so happy.
ReplyDeleteThank you! My in-laws are responsible for the rug and I agree - its awesome!
DeleteI love your kitchen, and that stone fireplace! That shooter sounds delish. And, I never understood why everyone loved gas stove-tops so much until I started cooking with electric.
ReplyDeleteYeah we are trying to find the best way to use the space in the house. Until then the fireplace is blocked somewhat by the tv/entertainment unit =P
DeleteI could reeeeeeeeeally go for a margarita right now...
ReplyDeleteAnd I had an electric stove for 2 years in our old townhouse - you get used to it and it's not *too* bad, depending on the type you have. But I was SO happy when we moved into our new house with a gas stove :)
I'm not sure I've ever had a really good margarita. I'm intrigued.
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