I found a webshots photo challenge (weekly I believe) that I plan to participate it. Something to get me taking pictures of other stuff. By other, I mean pictures of something beside my adorable kid. Don’t get me wrong, I can/could/would/do take pictures of him all day. But I would like to expand my practice to other subjects. I thought in the process I could post some photos from webshots that just really take my breath away. This is one of those. Incredible.
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Since we are possibly starting to potty train, I found these appropriate

friday finds (should be trendy thursday, but…it’s no longer thursday)
May 18
Posted by: Rachel in: blog, friday finds, i want that, if i had a million dollars, in style, next baby wish list
I found this crazy awesome store. If I did indeed have a million dollars, I would certainly shop there.
because otherwise, I wouldn’t be able to afford this $1780.00 crib. Whew. Thank God for price matching.
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Rest assured, after enduring one child that has never slept well, our second baby will be sleeping in an Amby Motion Bed from day 1. I will even fight tooth and nail to use it in the hospital.
See how this new mom and baby are well rested. You can tell by the twinkles. Yep. I want that.
I sold our crib for $100 bucks shortly after the little man turned 1. He slept in it 4 months. It was expensive too. Like the Modern Nursery one above. Give or take $1500. Okay, you got me. It was $300. In hindsight, I’m quite glad it wasn’t too expensive and it was a gift too.
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I’m really loving some of these strollers. Why didn’t I know these existed when I bought strollers for Caleb. Yes I said strollers. With an “S”. Because I was referring to all five of them.
This is a Bumbleride Queen B. I like this stroller. I love this stroller. I can just feel the stroller envy moms looking at it. I’m one of those moms. I’m always checking out everyone’s stroller. Men have cars. Women? Strollers. I like the fabric and the pram style that still maintains steering ability. The basket is a little poopy (pram like though). I would rather have canvas/fabric/whatever the stroller material is. But I’m willing to look past the basket, and on to the huge canopy, big rubber, air-filled, removable(!) tires, forward facing or parent facing seat, and adjustable handle bar.
Then there’s the Orbit Baby stroller & infant seat. This thing is just wicked. If you need proof, watch their video. See if you aren’t bobbing your head, tapping your foot, and/or snapping your fingers to the music by the end. You might even be saying, I’ve got to have that. Until you look at the price tag. Wowzers. But it is still really cool right?!
…two simple words. “Love you.” It happened this morning. Scott was leaving, and after hugs and kisses, he said “tell daddy ‘love you’.” And there it was, clear as a bell. Scott said “tell mama ‘love you’.” So he did. My mouth dropped open and my eyes teared up. I can’t even tell you what that is like. To hear this little person say it out loud. Nothing compares. Nothing.
So Scott’s ex decided not to pay her car tax, back in TWO THOUSAND THREE. And it is coming back to bite us in the ass. Although Scott was never ‘allowed’ to drive the car, he cosigned on the loan, thus applying his name to the title. The car was sold in 2004, so she just never paid the tax on it. Alamance County now has a block on our registration until that debt is satisfied, which has now grown to over $100! The Explorer is due this month (a whopping $17 bucks of the $138 grand total). I’m just pissy about it. Life isn’t fair and I need to gripe. It isn’t our responsibility! We are still hoping she will magically pay (we have about a month left to deal with it). I have decided that we will just have to put the car in my name if she doesn’t pay. It is the simple principle. We aren’t paying her debt. Period. I’m stubborn about things like that. Boy this is all jumbled up and not making all that much sense. So I’m done.
Recaro has officially updated their website with what I believe will be our future carseat. I’m not all that impressed with the color choices, but their slogan is after all “Don’t get cute. Get Recaro.” Safety is important, not cuteness. And who better to know safety than a company that manufacters safety seats for cars, specifically for racing seats. I wish I could go see it/buy it today.
I am finally close to having my website about where I want it. I recieved a call from a quite courteous Go Daddy (hosting) representative today. I am quite impressed that they call each new customer. And not just a impersonal call either. He was looking at my website as we talked, and commented on some things! I had seen some people (on the wordpress forums) say that they had problems hosting their wordpress blogs with go daddy. I can say nothing but good things so far! Set up was easy and straight forward. I had no problems installing wordpress or anything. I am working on the gallery of Boogaman. I found a plugin today that appeased my troubles with NextGen gallery. I still like NextGen a little better, but I’m settling for myGallery. I was/am determined to have my pictures open with Lightbox. NextGen came set up with Thickbox. I don’t like Thickbox. I don’t want Thickbox. And no one wishes to explain how to install Lightbox instead. I’m sure it is not terribly hard, but I don’t write code, understand code, this is all trial and error for me. I have only scratched the surface. Yes, my website looks completely different from its original theme, but it is all cosmetic, I assure you. And it probably took me twice as long as it would have taken someone else. So anyhow, myGallery does nearly the same thing as the NextGen gallery. The way the album displays is a little different, but I’m going to try to change myGallery to look more like NextGen’s. If you click on Gallery from my homepage, I would rather the albums just be little squares with the picture and title instead of stretching the width of the content area so that each album is on a different line. I know, silly, but that’s my hangup. There I said it. The display of the pictures once you’re inside the album (such as March 2005) is pretty much the same.
On a totally different note, I’m grossed out. Caleb dipped his cold hot dog in blueberry yogurt and popped it in his mouth. Egh. Nasty. He is currently enthralled in playing “boat” with an apple wedge, and a toothpick mast, capped off with a hot dog slither. Such imagination this kid has. The blueberry yogurt coating everything makes a quite lovely ocean.
I’m beginning to learn my way around editing the theme to make it do what I want. Yesterday I felt like an idiot most of the day. Today…much more success and fewer brick walls. Still having a little trouble with the Lightbox JS, for some reason the next and previous buttons don’t show up (even though they function). Hmmm, still workin on that one.
toys, stickers, and books, oh my
May 09
Posted by: Rachel in: blog, caleb isaiah, memories, parenting
I spent most of yesterday feeling like I was dying. Seriously. Fever, chills, aches, horrible headache, couldn’t breathe, wheezing, stuffy nose, coughing, the works. It was all I could do to sit on on couch and make sure the kiddo didn’t seriously injure himself. By the end of the day, there were books and toys everywhere. I mean everywhere, like you couldn’t walk without stepping on something. I gave him some stickers which were on the floor, the couch, the rug, and my pants. Scott had a long day, of course. But he was a huge help when he finally did get home. He picked up the mess, got Caleb ready for bed, emptied the dishwasher, got Caleb breakfast this morning, and let me sleep in. I broke down and sobbed (for about the 5th time) when Scott got home yesterday. Luckily we have some penicillin here, and I have self diagnosed myself with some type of bacterial something, for which antibiotics are warranted. I actually think it is an upper respiratory infection. Thankfully I’m feeling much better today, and obviously sound well enough for my own mother to take no notice.
More cuteness:
- Caleb and I were looking through a Bible stories book yesterday. As we went through the creation story, looking at the pictures, he saw a picture of a giraffe. He hugged the book, laying his check over the Charley, and then put his hands up to say where’s my Charley. I pointed to him across the room on the table and he hopped down and went and got him and hugged him tight. He also hugs the same page in another book that has a picture of two other children on it that are loving on their stuffed animals.
- When he woke up from his nap yesterday, he found me on the couch. He climbed up in my lap, and gently brushed my hair out of my face, and put the backside of his hand on my forehead and said ‘hot.’ Yep I definitely won the kid lottery.





















