Housebound


Brrrrrr: Part II

I know it’s not a blizzard, but it’s a bunch of ice on the roads and we are stuck here in the house(have been since Sunday). It’s a toasty 61 degrees in here even with the heat running 24/7. Gahhh. I would label it Draft-tastic. (Still love this house though)

So to entertain you, I will redo a post that got zapped a few days ago right after I wrote it (Thanks Blogger!)

Remember how I said that I didn’t want to live This Old House? Well, what I did not mention is that Conor and I are rabid fans of that show. I don’t know if I could live in a house that was being renovated (Seriously, y’all, I almost died when we were putting in our kitchen countertops in the house in Seattle and were without a sink for two weeks) but I LOVE watching it on TV. If you do not watch it, you must put it on your TIVO list RIGHT NOW! It’s fantastic TV. And if you don’t have a TIVO, well, then there’s just no hope for you.

One of my favorite parts of the show is the (relatively) new host, Kevin O’Connor (who looks as Irish as that name sounds). When he first started hosting, he didn’t have a lot of knowledge about home renovation and would ask the DUMBEST questions. I loved it! (“So, Tom, exactly what DO you use a hammer for?” Love!) I swear they used to send him for coffee just to be rid of his idocy for a few minutes. Now he’s much smarter, but still asks things that I would ask because I cannot build things.

Anyhoo, This Old House is renovating a house in our neighborhood! It’s only a few blocks from us. When the weather was better, Savannah and I would stalk the house daily – unofrtunately, no Kevin (or Norm or Rodger) sightings yet, but we are hopeful!

I will keep you posted.

christine - NO WAY! I LOVE that show! Can we come visit??? I am so impressed you guys like This Old House. (I still miss Steve though.)

Brrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr

Remember when Savannah and I were at the swings in short sleeves? What was that? About two weeks ago? Well, all my Seattle, Chicago, New York and other cold region friends can now take solace in this:

Another thing about a house built in 1920 – not so much insulation – we are freezing. Our poor thin little southern blood. Savannah doesn’t seem to care. She’s still cruising around in her bare feet and is warm and toasty.

POTD: January 12, 2006 – Please don’t kill Mommy

This is Savannah on Friday evening…..

We had a rough few days beginning with the most awful visit to the pediatrician on Thursday. AWFUL! We are currently seeking a new pediatrician, because I don’t think Savannah or I can take another visit like the last one.

She’s always in a bad mood the day after her shots and I also think she is hitting the terrible two’s about 11 months early.

She’s having some frustration. I assume it will come and go, but we are ready for it to GO! Especially as Conor was working late and on Saturday this week. I am TIRED! (and I only have one)

christine - What a picture!! Sorry Savannah is grumpy…Keep looking for a ped. you like, even if it takes a couple of tries!! Wish you could go to mine. We got so lucky.

Shannon - Yes, it totally blows because I loved our ped in Seattle. She was so great. I almost called her after our visit to confirm some ridiculous crap this ped told us. Hateful hateful woman! PLUS, the front desk staff and the nurses were super rude. My poor girl had bruises from her immunizations.

Thirteen Months!

You are not my little baby anymore.


You are my big girl toddler, whose chubby legs and belly slim down more and more every day. Why oh why didn’t I take more pictures of those thighs?

Your daddy and I are astounded about what you have learned in the last month. You can tell me what a cow says (“mmmmmmooooorrrr”) and what Ernie says (“s-s-s-ssssss”). You yell “da da!” everytime daddy comes in the door. I am currently called “va-va” and also sometimes “da-da”, but I really don’t mind – you’ll figure it out soon.

You know where mommy and daddy’s ears are, where your toes are and you can even take a few steps. I personally think that you can already walk, but you just don’t know it yet. It’s all in your head.


You have recently shown an interest in purses and shoes, so I am now certain that you got a few of my genes. Unfortunately, you bite me when I won’t let you open up my purse. We are working on that. I don’t want my baby to be ‘the biter’.

You are also trying to trick me, but it’s not working. I just want to let you know that when you fling something off of the couch or your highchair and casually say “Oh!”, like you had no idea that would happen, I am on to you.

You’re so curious. You have to figure out how everything works. Your future as an engineer is still looking good. I’m sure that you have several relatives that will be thrilled to hear this. They will also be happy to tell you that Purdue University has an EXCELLENT engineering department. I will pass along that Texas A&M does as well.


You know seven signs including: milk, all done, more, eat, water, change and rain. I laugh at the fact that it took a rainstorm in Texas for you to figure out the rain sign. It’s not like we didn’t have enough practice seeing the rain in Seattle.

I think you like Austin because we can go outside more often, but I know that you miss your buddies from Mom’s group. It’s so cute to watch you interact with other kids. When we went out for ice cream the other day, there were three kids in the three to four year old age group that were playing and you just HAD to run around with them (holding on to my hand of course). You were so happy. We are working on some new friends for you to play with.

For some reason you have become a crawling ninja. All those months wondering why you didn’t crawl and now you are lightning fast across our floors. You made it all the way from your room to the front door to see Uncle Damian.

You are a great eater with a varied pallette. I think blackberries or kiwi are your current favorite. Sometimes, though, you just want to eat tortillas. Your favorite book is ‘Knuffle Bunny’. I love that we can sit on the couch and read it over and over for a half hour. I actually like this book too, so it’s fun for me as well.

Kisses are plentiful. “Kisses for Mommy?” usually unleashes a kissing monster. Just today, you were giving kisses to the baby in Knuffle Bunny. Hoot sometimes gets kisses too. It’s so darling.

All in all, you are the bestest, smartest kiddo we could ask for. While I’m sometimes sad that you aren’t a tiny little thing anymore, I wake up each day knowing that you’ll do something that will make me laugh or shake my head in astonishment. I say this every few months, but THIS is the best age.

T w e e t !
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