Smooth Move

Yesterday our office suite got re-keyed. Since I sit closest to the door I have the distinct pleasure of being the official "gate-keeper" and holder of the keys. It's obvious that I'm really important, right? Kind of like this guy:

So, like I said, our suite got re-keyed and after I picked up the new set from Security (who, let's face it, take their job way too seriously), I thought it would be smart to make sure everything worked correctly. The key fit all of the locks just fine, but I did notice a wee little problem. There was no way to lock the door from the inside. I thought maybe I could open the door, lock it with the key and then close it behind me after walking back inside, but it didn't seem to work. Or so I thought...

I broke the news to my supervisor and we had a good laugh about it since we're only supposed to lock the door in an emergency situation. We figured someone was going to have to lock the doors and just make a run for it if an issue ever arose. I went back to my desk and not even five minutes later we all heard some loud knocking at the back door. It was two of our administrators, and thank God they had a great sense of humor about it because I was mortified. Apparently you can lock the door from the outside and then close it. Don't know how I missed it, but I sure am glad it wasn't the CEO of our company that figured it out. That probably would not have gone over well!

Project 365: Weeks 4 & 5

Yep, behind again. I won't even bother promising that it won't happen again. We all know better than that, riiiight?!

Week 4:
Sunday, January 23

 Terrible quality, I know. This was right before bathtime. I was undressing him and he ran out into the living room and sat on his toy firetruck. Such a nut!

Monday, January 24

This is what his face looked like when I picked him up from daycare. Dried milk? Check. Leftover snack? Check! Boogers?! CHECK! 

Tuesday, January 25 

I forgot to take a picture on this day and looked around the house for something interesting. This picture doesn't do it justice, but this is a wooden vase Hubby and I bought on our honeymoon. We were driving through the NC mountains and came across a guy selling his art out of his barn. Very cool place!

Wednesday, January 26

 I put Haeden to bed this night and went in to check on him a little later. Found him asleep in his chair rather than his bed. Too funny!

Thursday, January 287

 Trying on Mommy's belt. I helped him put it around his waist and then left the room for a minute. Came back in to find it around his shoulders!

Friday, January 28

 Tub time. I can't get enough of that gap-toothed grin.

Week 5:

Sunday, January 30

Spent a couple of hours at the zoo. Just as fun for us as it is for him.

 Monday, January 31

 Spent 2 hours waiting at the doctor's office. Not cool.

Tuesday, February 1

I think we're going to see a lot of these throughout the year. 

Wednesday, February 2

I have a little bird/owl obsession. Hubby got these for me for Christmas and I loooove them!

 Thursday, February 3

Haeden's birth day print.

 Friday, February 4

Tootin' on his pretend horn.

Saturday, February 5

Don't be jealous, ladies. Haeden's got a new sweetheart.

 

Photoshop & Subway Art

Oh, the things you can do with Photoshop! Confession... I have absolutely no idea how to edit a picture I've taken using Photoshop. Sure, I'd like to eventually learn but for now I just leave those tasks up to the Hubby.

Recently I have been really interested in the subway art I've been seeing everywhere. During the holiday season I downloaded a free print from eighteen25. Check it out! LOVE IT!

They have one for Valentines Day, too.

These are so great that they inspired me to create one that I could leave up throughout the year. I've seen a lot of "family rules" subway art, but we don't have a whole lot of that in our family with a toddler and two part-timers. Instead, I came up with the idea to just have the print reflect us as a family; as in what we like to do (or eat) together and where we've been. Whatdya think?!

Mister Mischievous

My little Mister is sick, yet again. Apparently, due to his allergies, he is a little more susceptible to the respiratory illnesses that have been going on around these parts. He was perfectly healthy for a period of about two and a half weeks and now we've got the runny nose and cough going strong again. And since I tried to wait it out for a week in hopes that it would go away on it's own (yeah, riiiight), he also developed a slight ear infection. Looking at him running around like a wild man, you wouldn't really know he was sick until he came over to wipe his boogers on you and then coughed in your face. Yeah, he's sweet like that.

So, on Monday, we spent half the afternoon at the pediatrician's office. We waited for two hours. Yeah, you read that right. Two hours in a tiny room with a toddler. A toddler who had not had a nap. It was not fun and I have photographic evidence of the shenanigans* this kid was getting into.

Everything started out fine. First I gave him snacks to keep him quiet while we checked out the mural on the wall.

After pointing out the frogs, dragonflies and bunny rabit 4, 5...80 times we decided to read a book.

Then he started to get a little bored. He decided to practice getting on and off the chair a couple hundred times. Notice he is swinging his legs trying to scoot himself up and onto the chair seat.



After that, he moved onto to trying to open the door. Have I mentioned that the kid can open doors now? Yeah, not cool!

When I got onto him for trying that funny business, he moved onto running from one end of the room and banging on the wall to running back to the door and giving it a good bang, too. You can imagine how much fun that was. Every time I stopped him and scolded him, he let out a high-pitched, "Ehhhhhhggggh! Uhhh Uhhhh!" And so, although normally the thought of my child laying on the floor in the doctor's office would totally gross me out, this time I just shrugged my shoulders and sighed.

I understand having to wait in doctor's offices, I really do. That being said, I would have much rather spent that two hours sitting in the waiting room where there were other kids, toys and a TV. Nobody wants to spend that amount of time trying to entertain a toddler in a shoe-box sized room with nothing more than a couple of books and a cell phone! I'm tired again just thinking about it! I've said it before and I'll say it again, it's a good thing he's so damn cute!

* In my head, that word is always said with an Irish accent a 'la Super Troopers.