Man About Town

To be just five months old, Dawson is a busy lil' bee!

This week, we had lunch with Aunt Meag and Aunt Moo at Panera Bread...
...then, we visited the grocery store and he helped me shop...
...and then, he sold this house! Can you say "college fund?"


It has been a busy week...we're looking forward to a quiet Father's Day weekend!

When Bad Neurons Happen to Good People

Help. Me.

Does anyone else see what is wrong with this picture?

Oh, yes. That? Is lunacy in a fridge. Insanity in the icebox.

You, my dear, are observing the last of my neurons misfiring in a dangerous attempt to filter through what used to be my brain matter to find the file that tells my hand where to put the cereal.

The sad part is? I actually closed the refrigerator door before I realized what I had done. And then I about laughed myself into an asthma attack once I did. Because after all? What else can one do when they put the cereal in the fridge?

Lest you think this is an isolated event, allow me to share a quote from this past weekend. I was asking my parents, who had stayed overnight and were helping me prepare breakfast, "Do you need self-purpose flour to make the biscuits?"

Take a second.

Re-read it.

Self-purpose flour.

"Um, honey, do you mean self-rising? Yes, you need self-rising flour."

I totally do not blame them if they start talking really, really slow to me.

I don't know if it's the hormones that still have not righted themselves, or maybe it's because I'm now thinking for three people instead of two. Or maybe my brain has been tapped by the alien in the Indiana Jones movie a la Cate Blanchett.

Please, please tell me I'm not the only one.

Or if I am, please humor me.

Dawson is Five Months Old!

Can you believe that five months ago today, around 3 a.m., I looked like this?
And then, just 12 short hours later, we finally met this little guy? Look at how tiny he was!
And now, he's anything but!

Dawson is now a very healthy 18 pounds and 26 inches long! He loves to EAT! His favorites are bananas and peaches, and he can't get enough white grape juice. He smiles constantly and laughs out loud all of the time, especially when we sing "If You're Happy and You Know It."

He is SO CLOSE to rolling from back to his tummy, and he's chewing and drooling on everything he can get his wee hands on.

At his last doctor's appointment, Dr. Kline said "He's perfect" and "He's got the best baby skin I've ever seen." Well, duh. We knew all of that!

The past five months have flown by, and I can't imagine how quickly the rest of this year will speed along. We are anxiously awaiting the arrival of Dawson's first cousin, Zoey, on June 25th. It's the Year of the Babies!

If I Were An Animal, I Would Be a Hermit Crab

Why? Because there are moments when I would LOVE to have a shell that I crawl into and not talk to a single soul. Which is ironic seeing as how my job requires me to interact with the public.

Which brings me to the Parade of Homes. A lovely, time-wasting event conceived by builders who desperately need an ego stroke. It's like the Oscars...where actors and former actors give other actors awards. And then they take up 5 hours of your time to tell you which one got a trophy. Gah.

My only saving graces are 1) I'm working an open house that's a Parade entry on a Friday afternoon when no one is going to come out here and 2) The house I'm sitting in I actually love and have decided that I will build it myself one day if my other house burns down. Or if I win the lottery.

I actually picked out all the interior specs for this house, and I must say, they look pretty good. This plan is great because every bedroom has its own bathroom. And one of the master closests is the size of Rhode Island.

There's also a balcony off of the master suite...that way, you can yell at your kids in the backyard while you're making your bed.

Oh,great. Someone just came in. Don't they know I'm trying to blog?

Attack of the Chunky Monkey

Dawson has earned a new nickname, "Chunky Monkey."

"Chunky" because, well, he's chunky...and "Monkey" because he LOVES to hang upside down and climb anything...your arm, your leg, and, as David found out, your face!

His little legs will wrap around you like a snake and his wee toes will grip whatever they can find...it's hilarious!

Did I mention we're totally in love with him?

Announcing a New Blogging Beauty!

I'm so excited because my sweet friend and co-worker, Michelle, now has a blog!

Michelle is a realtor and is partners with Eric, my team broker. We all share a big office at Bob Parks and we have a great time together. Not a lot of work gets done, but hey! It's great to work with people you genuinely like and care for.

Michelle used to be Eric's assistant before I took the coveted (not) position...so she taught me everything I know. I don't know what I would've done without her. She's also a savvy businesswoman and amazing mom to Matthew and Jaden. And a great babysitter!

Go check out her blog at http://www.thegang-michelle.blogspot.com/. You'll love it!

This One's For the Girls!

Me, Susan, Amanda, Valerie, Meagan, Megan and Ali
Las Tres Amigas
Valerie opens her gift for winning Most Bunkos...and it was her first time playing! Congrats!


Saturday night was a fun fiesta when my girls and a few of our friends came over to mi casa to eat and play Bunko! Normally, you're supposed to have at least eight people to play...we're really glad Valerie, Meagan's mom, was there to sub; however, that still left us one person short. So, we took turns rolling twice for the ghost player we affectionately named "Boo," and I think everyone had a good time!

Meagan made fajitas, tacos and homemade guacamole for everyone. Super yummy!

Next month's game night is at Rachel's house with Megan hosting...it's a pajama theme and we can't wait!