Tuesday, March 29, 2011

Happy Birthday, Jakob!


Today Jakob is six years old.  Holy Smokes, we managed to keep him safe and sound (minus a few bumps and bruises) for six whole years.  That is an accomplishment.  Seriously, it is.

Last night I was trying to remember what I ate for dinner the night before Jakob was born, and I was sad that I couldn’t remember.  Probably not the most important thing to have to remember, not like his birth weight, the hours (minimal) of labour….etc.  Jason looked at me like I was crazy. Guess he didn’t think it was so important to remember either.

I cannot believe that this little babe is now six.


And that he is now this big.

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I cannot wait to see what he will look like in another six years.  I wonder (probably too much) about what my boys will be like when they are older.  I should probably slow down and enjoy them as they are now instead of wondering what they will become.

Well….Happy Birthday Jakob!  We love you will all our hearts.

ps….this is one of my fav Jakob’s Birth pics.  It is Grandpa with Jakob in the hospital.  I miss him every day and know that if he was still with us, he and Jakob would be the best of friends.


Sunday, March 27, 2011

Pie Love(r)


I adore a good piece of pie.  The flaky crust, the yummy filling….I am drooling.  I prefer a fruit filling, but am not one to turn down a cream, pumpkin or pecan pie. Smile 

When doing some research a few months ago about all the places (mostly food related) that I wanted to visit in Seattle when we moved out West, I stumbled on High 5 Pie.


I knew that it would have to be one of the first places I check out.  So last week when I was in desperate need for a break from these crazy boys, I tweeted that I was heading to Seattle for some pie, and did anyone want to join me.  I was super excited when a new (and awesome) friend said that she would be in the city and would love to join me.  Yippee!  Pie and conversation….yes, please.

Libby and I decided to share a couple of slices so that we could, without huge guilt, try two slices out of their incredible looking selection.

Lemon Shaker


and Maple Blueberry


I have to say that I can’t decide which I enjoyed more….they are both delicious and so different from each other.  I had never heard of lemon shaker….but it is a candied lemon peel filling.  Tart, tangy and just a little sweet.  Perfection.  Loved that the Maple Blueberry was a one crust pie with a crumble topping…it was so great.  Had those tiny blueberries that just burst with juice when you bite them. It was so good that is what I chose to bring home to Jason.

So, if you are ever in Seattle, and want to go for some pie….this is the place.  And call me, I’ll join you for a slice!


Wednesday, March 23, 2011

Wordless Wednesday


I am kind of in love with the hipstamatic app on my NEW iPhone.

Root Beet Bundt Cake, Root Beer Chocolate Frosting…..and of course a scoop of Vanilla Bean Ice Cream. 

Saturday, March 5, 2011

THAT? That would be MY kid….

If you are ever at a restaurant in WA, and you see a small hippie running around with a haggard looking Mama following him to make sure he isn’t getting into TOO much trouble….THAT would be MY kid.

Traveling across the country and not being in a house of our own quite yet has shown us just how difficult it is for us to eat out as a family.  Every couple of days Jason and I decide to test things out and see if it is possible for our two boys to sit still long enough to have a meal at a restaurant that doesn’t have a drive thru….and then we are snapped back into reality with a scream, a tantrum, a refusal to eat….or a small child running around the restaurant instead of sitting in his seat.

Trying to balance the need for a good meal, the need to get out of the hotel, while not disturbing those around you is not easy.  It’s hard.  The boys have been cooped up, strapped in, and dragged around.  All they want to do when we stop is RUN.  I don’t blame them.  I understand.  But the little old couple and the judgmental couple with no kids sitting next to us don’t get it. 

So, if you happen to end up at a restaurant with us, and my boys are acting out….please understand.  I’m doing the best I can.  And am just trying to have a meal that doesn’t come in a paper bag.