Another snippet.

Lets get started with a few more random pictures I found on the camera. Look how sweet these two are to each other. The picture is blurry, but the content makes it post-worthy.

Remember we had a trip to Oregon? Well the first night we got there we didnt want to lug the big camera everywhere, so we took the little camera with to this brewery and restaurant. This is the view you'd see if you were the plate, or a glass, or in this instance the camera propped on the table. 

And the man above is smiling because a little sampler platter is on its way to him. 6 little beers, all allegedly tasty. I don't know if they were tasty, I was tasting a glass of wine, and I just dont care for beer.

While the beer and wine were good, I can't really recommend the food. Mostly bland and typical of what you might find at any chain restaurant. It's likely an unfortunate consequence of a brewery becoming popular and expanding too quickly. Thankfully they kept their focus on the beer production, because mediocre meal be damned, we left happy. 

Beach

Swim lessons continue to go, well, swimmingly. I couldn't resist. At swim lessons I remembered I had other water-related pics saved on one of the cameras. So fast forward through swim lessons, icypops on the front lawn, bedtime routine, a quick dinner, vegging on the couch for a few minutes and then we're to the point where I get our 4th of July beach pictures uploaded. 

I present to you two of the four reasons GG will get in the water.

And a man full of hot air. As a sidenote, now when Grady or Cole needs something blown up, they come to you and say "momma, are you full of hot air?" in a very serious manner. 3 year olds are very funny.

There was float-boat riding, once the hot air was in the boat.

Shell collecting.

Which was exhausting, and Grampie had to rest.

We found a crab! We=Grampie, and Found=terrified for 15 minutes before the crab was caught.

Snacks.

"Sorkeling"

Hard to sorkel and have snack #52, but Cole's no quitter.

GG had lots of random things to entertain a kid.

Aren't these sweet?

One of the days the light was just perfect for pictures. A helicopter went by, I think.

My companion.

Grampie did more relaxing.

GG was excited about something.

I donned safety gear.

He was excited.

VERY excited to be with his Dada.

Who was taking him into the water.

While this little dude lingered and played.

And there was more playing and barrette wearing.

And, not pictured are naps every day for boys and their parents, sleeping in and lots of quality relaxing with Grampie and GG.

Well, Hello

It's been brought to my attention that I am slacking on the blogfront. Sooooo sorry. I'll work on my priorities and will do better to keep you people entertained. I've not organized my pictures, or my thoughts for that matter, but let's chat a little.

Sidenote: In my absence blogspot went and changed the formatting. OH LAWD, I dont know if I can handle any more change. 

We're in the new house, and we're adjusting. We have a few more boxes left, but it's finally feeling live-able, and last night I even organized clothes in the master closet so I don't have to hear over and over how someone just doesn't have any underwear to wear. 

Colors are picked for the house. Ready? We did use Sea Salt. LOVE it. We also used Austere Gray, and I am not kidding when I say that I pat myself on the back every time I walk past that room. Great color. Another color: BM's Storm Cloud Gray. Dark and sexy! And this for most of the house: BM's Edgecomb Gray. And these 3 colors are going elsewhere in the house: Misty, Uncertain Gray, and Patient White. Come visit in about 3-4 weeks and you can see all the colors on the walls. 

Amidst all the unpacking and work stress, we have been having some fun. We had our first visitors! Two sets of them, actually. Baby Aidan came all the way from Phoenix to see his favorite Auntie (points at self). He may also have been going on a week-long family vacation with his blood relatives, but I think that was just added onto a visit with me, not vice versa. Pictures of hims cuteness (as Cole would say) a little later. This past weekend we had a visit from Nana, Oupa, Aunt Karen and Uncle Scott and Greg, Sara and Rhett. Good times! A little snippet of what we did most of the day: 

Love how a little pool-time can make a kid sleep. We also started swim lessons last night, and our group class turned into private lessons for the boys. Thanks for not showing up, other parents!

Our new house's location has significantly altered my work commute. I am almost to the point of liking getting up early, which I take as a sign that I'm getting old. I am joining a vanpool thing for commuting purposes, and I like the idea, but I dont think I'm going to like the reality. Me, alone, early=OK. Me, 14 other people in one van, early=not ok. But it's cheaper and Momma likes to shop, so I'll do it. Expect good fodder from those hourlong rides each way.

We're in week two of this crazy nonsense we started. So far, so good. 

Panera coffee is the best.

I need a reason to wear (and money to afford) this dress. 

Anyone else planning their Christmas shopping? Or for that matter, daydreaming about the Christmas cookies you're gonna bake? And consume.

There we go, nice easing back into things. See you tomorrow!

D-Day

It's D-Day, people.

One Less

Two things. No wait, three.

1. Three full days of work. Then new house.

2. Don't let his 4% percentile size fool you, Cole is the bossier of the two when two of them play alone. Especially when they play pretend. From 4:30-5:30 last night all I heard him tell Grady was "no, you're the dada", then "you're the dog", "put your baby in the crib". He's either bossy, or he thinks he's a director and Grady is the actor. Seems to work for them.

3. Last night, as Cole has doing his screech-owl cry over ...well, I don't even know why he was crying, to be honest. It's just a really high pitched cry that could pierce an eardrum. Anyways, I was crying to comfort him, Keith was putting Grady's pajamas on a few feet away. Grady looked at Keith, then looked at me, and then, having established that he has an audience, said "he's so irritaaating", and for a second I felt like I was noshing over a bagel with an old jewish lady. And then he laughed at his own punchline. That kid has perfect delivery.

Are you sending good moving vibes our way?