Zachary,

my pudgy little angel?

Yes, Mama?

Do you know that you are 6 months old today?

I am? What does that mean?

That means you can stop growing now. You're sleeping better at night, you're eating yummy food, you are rolling everywhere... you are getting too big. You can slow it down now.

What if I don't want to? I want to get moving! I've got to follow my Sissy around!

She gets to do all of the fun stuff and has all of the fun toys.

She gets to eat all of those yummy deserts!

I want chocolate.

Your time will come Pudgers.

It will?!

Most excellent!

Stupid Silly Bands!

I find you everywhere!

Regression or Something Shiny?

I finally got a bumper for Zack's crib last week. We kept finding him with a leg or an arm hanging out between the bars.

Since the new addition, almost every night we go to put Zack down to sleep, we find Kaitlyn has crawled into Zack's crib and curled up with his quilt. She brings along her own pillow and stuffed animals. Apparently, she has decided his crib is cooler than her toddler bed. She is such a stinker.

Free Rice!

I was on the Pioneer Woman's website today and she posted a link to this website, FreeRice.com. FreeRice is a website where users play various educational, multiple-choice games in order to fight world hunger. For every answer the user answers correctly, 10 grains of rice are donated. The games include English vocabulary (the game the site began with), multiplication tables, pre-algebra, chemistry (basic and intermediate), English grammar, basic foreign language vocabulary for English speakers (French, German, Italian, and Spanish), geography (world capitals and country identification), and identification of famous artwork.

I've already been donating while relaxing.
It's a win-win situation.

Yummy, Yummy In My Tummy!

Excuse me, Seffner Publix? Why have you been holding out? Why was I not informed that you have gelato in your freezer before now? I have been a patron of your store since I was a small child. What do you have to say for yourself?


After all, you have been missing out on years of profit from my gelato addiction. And the Talenti Raspberry Sorbet had me flashing back to Chantilly, France. Sheesh. You should be ashamed of yourself.

That Crazy Gene Pool

It is amazing that two siblings could be so different!

Kaitlyn has always been skinny and high-energy.

While Zack has always been pudgy and easy-going.

It will be interesting to see them grow side-by-side.

This Must Be Love

I love this face. It is the sweetest, pudgiest, smiley face ever. This little man has been smiling this big for the past 4 months. He smiles so big his tongue curls! He likes to smile like this when he is in his bouncer. Zack loves his bouncer.

He finally caught his nemesis, the blue frog. He decided to celebrate by eating him.

And doing some more bouncing.

Zack loves his bouncer so much, he falls asleep in it without making a fuss.

Sweet little guy.

I could just eat him up!

Unwelcome Visitors

Living in Florida, we are surrounded by many of God's creations. Since we live near a wooded area, we are more likely to see all kinds of wildlife while going about our daily routine. For some reason, this week, they have decided to come visit us in our home.

On Tuesday, Miss. Spider came by for breakfast. I wasn't planning on seeing her, so when she showed up unexpectedly, I did quite a bit of squealing. Sadly, her unplanned visit resulted in both herself and last month's issue of Parents magazine ending up in our garbage.

A couple of days later, while trying to put Kaitlyn down for a nap, I heard a "splat" in her bathroom. When I turned to see what had fallen, I saw Mr. Snake scurrying to the nearest hiding place. Needless to say, the panic attack given to me by Miss. Spider on Tuesday ending up being nothing compared to the massive heart attack I had while trying to figure out how to contain this sucker! After I barricaded him in the bathroom I was frantically calling my Daddy. He came to our rescue and got Mr. Snake out from under the kids clothes hamper with a pair of grilling tongs. Mr. Snake's unwelcome visit also resulted in his demise.

Thanks to both of these unwelcome visitors, I am officially paranoid when I enter any room in my home. It gives me the heebie-jeebies just to think about it. ACK! Is something crawling on me?!