07 November 2011

Oh Yeah....

So, remember how in August of 2010 I started some sort of schooling? Then remember how back in May, Julie and I went to Indiana for a graduation ceremony? Well, in August, I finished said schooling, but since I had already gone through the whole celebration of a graduation, my school work just sort of...ended. All of a sudden, school was over and all I had to show for it was more free time. Until now...

Last week I checked the mail and found this waiting for me. How cool is that? I had practically forgotten that one of these was coming my way. If only we had an office or something in which to display it. I'm guessing I'd look a little pretentious if I hung it in our living room.

05 November 2011

And I Don't Even Feel Guilty...

Yesterday at Target, these delightful treats (in the running for my favorite candy EVER)

found their way into my basket along with my Halloween clearance items.

And, on the way home, Holden and I cursed FM 100 because they weren't playing Christmas music.
Merry Christmas!

And for those of you who are worried about Thanksgiving, don't worry.  He and I have an understanding.  He knows I love him and fully intend to celebrate my guts out on November whatever day Thanksgiving is this year.  He's just not the kind of holiday I want to celebrate for months on end.

02 November 2011

My Weak Attempt At Documenting Halloween

We didn't do much for Halloween this year.  There were no pumpkin patches, there was no pumpkin carving, I didn't decorate, heck, Holden even insisted on recycling his costume from last year despite many requests by his parents to be something else.   Add to that the fact that I was camera-less for almost the entire month of October and this makes for one sad excuse for a Halloween post.  But thanks to some mediocre pictures from Reo's phone, some photos taken by other people and a Halloween miracle of the arrival of my replacement camera I will do my best to piece together some sort of Halloween memories for 2011.

Not Pictured:  Holden making sugar cookies with his Aunt Emily and insisting on more hearts and Christmas bells than Halloween related shapes.  And eating so much of the dough that there were very few cookies to show for the event anyways.

Pictured:  Annual Halloween party with friends where the Manning Family costumes fail each year to measure up to everyone elses.  Could be because we aren't great costumers anyway, and we all tend to shed pieces throughout the night, so by the time photos are taken at the end of the shindig only traces of our costumes still exist.


Not pictured:  Any of the Halloween themed crafts/activities I thought about doing with Holden all month (sorry, sweetie, Mom's pregnant this year).

Pictured:  Holden's nursery leaders at church saving the day and giving him a pumpkin to decorate.


Not pictured:  Trick or Treating at Grandpa's office, where Holden was able to do a practice run for the big night.

Pictured:  Realizing that I have a marathon trick or treater on my hands.  The kind that in a couple of years will be mapping out lengthy routes and coming home with pillowcases full of candy.  This kid was in heaven.  He lasted about 25 houses longer than the 5 I expected him to last, and as soon as the candy hit his bucket he turned to us and asked "Are there more houses after this?!?"  Add to the fact that we caught up with my parent's next door neighbors who happily took Holden under their wing and let him tag along with them, and I firmly believe he could have gone all night if we had let him, despite the fact that by the end of the night his little bucket weighed as much as him.


Pictured:  Despite all the trick or treating fun, when we got back to my parent's house he was still hungry for more and insisted on helping pass out candy to the other kids.


Pictured:  Enjoying my favorite part of Halloween, sorting through all the loot you bring home.  Must be Holden's favorite part too, as he asks to "sort" his candy about 10 times more often than he actually asks to eat a piece.


Pictured:  And finally, refusing to let the Halloween spirit die and recycling trick or treating buckets into "slippers,"  where we have to dance to the song "This is Halloween"  over and over...and over.


Can I just tell you how much fun it is to be a mom of a 3 year old?  Because it is crazy fun.

23 October 2011

Some Thank Yous...

Thanks to an impractical pregnancy impulse buy I ended up with a case of peaches a couple of weeks ago. That's 24 pounds.  For two people (Reo doesn't eat peaches...I know, he's not right).
Thanks to a brilliant idea from a brilliant friend, I decided to make embarrassingly easy freezer jam.
Thanks to a last minute rescue in the form of an ingredient delivery by my mom, the jam actually got completed instead of thrown away.
Thanks to my camera deciding to kick the bucket I took this measly picture on Reo's phone to document my success.
Thanks to my dad wondering if anything I ever make ever turns out the way I want it to, since I never blog about it, this documentation made it onto the blog.
Basically, what I am trying to say is...YOU GUYS, I MADE JAM!  And not to brag or anything,and contrary to what this photo photo suggests, but it actually tastes GOOD!


19 October 2011

Items Of Business

1.  Figure out how to double our clothing budget.
2.  Figure out how to obtain infinite more closet space.
3.  Buy this dress from Baby Gap as soon as it goes on a decent sale.


4.  Accept the fact that Baby Girl Manning will definitely not have a name until birth...if not her first birthday.  If you have any suggestions, send them our way, PLEASE.  Reo is in full out veto mode, so maybe if the names come from someone other than me he won't be so quick to reject them.

16 October 2011

They Say It's Your Birthday...

Holden turned three yesterday, and it was a pretty great day all around.   The weather was awesome, it was a  Saturday, so Reo got to be home all day and Holden's much anticipated "Beatles Party" was finally here.  Seriously, if you know this kid, he has been talking about his Beatles party for months and has been so excited about all the details.  In fact, when I made a last minute change to the menu to accommodate my pregnant laziness it ticked Holden right off.  

Disclaimer:  I use the term "party" really loosely here.  Mostly I had my family over for our traditional birthday dinner.  Holden doesn't really know that many kids, and when you have a kid birthday party you have to entertain them and stuff, which I am SO not ready for.  So, while all the food and decor ideas were pretty much lifted straight from here, I dumbed it down to meet my needs...and then I dumbed it down more and more the closer I got to the actual event and the more and more pregnant/tired I got. 

Disclaimer #2:  This is still a really long post.  Sorry in advance.

All our food was Beatles themed, including Yellow Submarine Sandwiches and Here Comes the Sun Chips, Holden's two personal faves.


I think this year I actually took pictures of everyone who came.


We played Beatles Bingo where my ''artwork" was sufficiently mocked (I knew I should have outsourced that task to someone more talented), and had Beatles themed prizes.


Then came Holden's favorite part of the night...presents.  After opening each on he exclaimed loudly about his "BRAND NEW (fill in the blank)."  You know, because usually the kid only gets old, used up stuff.


Then, of course there was cake.


Which Holden thoroughly enjoyed.  Look at that face.  Could not have been happier that everyone was singing Happy Birthday to HIM.


And the biggest ways Holden turning three let me know that he is not a baby anymore:  He blew out his own candles and used a fork to eat his birthday cake.  I may or may not have wanted to cry a little bit.


Whew, you have officially survived another marathon Holden's Birthday post.  You have until next October to recover.  Use your time wisely.

06 October 2011

Anatomy Of Naptime

Remember two short months ago when I wrote this post about my sweet angelic child who slept like a champ and life was great?  HA.  

Here's how Holden's nap time more frequently goes these days.

1.  Stall like crazy:  Figure out that after lunch, comes nap and therefore take 28 years to eat your last 3 crackers.  Then insist on drinking every last drop of your milk.
2.  Try being cute:  In response to "okay, Holden, it's quiet time" say things like "Or, we could sit on the couch and cuddle!"  
3.  Stall like crazy:  Insist on 14 stuffed animals, a toy from the living room and multiple glasses of water.  Oh yeah, and the light on.  And the door open just a little bit, please...
4.  Sit quietly and plan your next attack:  This is crucial, because then your mom thinks she can get things done/play on the internet.
5. Get out of bed and get out all of  the toys in your room.  This includes, but is not limited to opening all boxes of toys with small parts, dumping an entire bin of books onto your bed, and finding all those dumb happy meal toys to hide in the nooks and crannies of your bed for safe keeping.
6.  Declare some of these happy meal toys too scary for naptime and one by one put them outside your door. 

 7.  Make sure your room is properly torn apart.  Rip a few pillows from their pillowcases, locate and open up your baby wipes, and take off your pants for good measure.

8.  Come out of your room with a big smile on your face and say "I woked up!"
Nap time over.