My brother in law, Jeremy, was ever so kind to take some pictures of the little dude at Pemberton Park the other day. I can't get over how grown up he looks... we're sure blessed to have this miracle be part of our little family. Here's a few pics from the session:
So I just finished taking my "cake decorating 101" class.... overall I'd call it a success. Learned some new techniques, have a bunch more tools now, and I can make some dang good icing!
Biggest downfall of the course.... having cake in my house for 4 weeks straight. It's lovely, but most nights I go to bed sick from eating so much of it. I think that would fall into my 'need to work on self control' category.
Anywho, here are the 3 cakes I made:
Sunflower week was a spice cake, clown week was chocolate, and formal/roses week was strawberry.... YUMMM. I might take class 201 in January. We'll see.
I did learn, however, that I could never do this for a living-- no matter how good I get. People that make money on cakes can't be perfectionists... or as emotionally driven as me :-)
I haven't updated in a while, & I have a gazillion pictures taken since then. That'll have to wait for another post though... ranting at the moment seems more important:
I understand our country is in an economic 'crisis' right now. Shame on us for getting into this mess. I'm just so frustrated with hearing everyone whine about how the government should be giving the 'people' money instead of bailing out these companys. Yeah, I'm pissed off at all the CEO's too, but honestly... Americans are so greedy; I don't feel like bailing us out would even be possible. People buy way too much that they can't afford, get loans like they're candy, and then find themselves in crisis when all goes awry. Though every loan is kind of in jeopardy at the moment... there's smart loans, and then there's dumb loans. Don't be one of those people getting 'dumb loans'-- that's part of why we're in this mess. Are we really not smart enough to know we can't borrow money that we can't pay back? Just because banks and companies have tried to make it so easy to buy things, doesn't mean we need to be dumb enough to take the bait. And if the government gave us money, many people would continue to be dumb, and wouldn't spend it the way they should. We're all adults, we should fix our own messes. I don't feel like it's the government's job to be our 'savior' or our 'superman' and fix everything for us. Suck it up, save your money... and pray for our country.
I think I'm so testy today because this presidential debate has been on my calendar for weeks and may not happen (or happen correctly). I'm still planning on a hot date with my TV tonight at 9... and hope I'm not disappointed. I don't fault McCain for his decision, but wish the country wasn't in such a state where such urgency was needed for legislation like this. Blah blah blah... Vote for McCain :-)
& next Tuesday I finish my cake decorating class, so I'll put up pics of all my cakes then. The end.... for now.
Thus the theme of Caleb's 1st birthday.
We were up in New Jersey to celebrate, and with his schedule off kilter, he was a bit tempermental. We spent part of his birthday at the lake; he had a blast in the sand and splashing around in the water as usual. Later on, we had a shindig at my sister's. I'd call his party a success, as we got through play-time and dinner without any drama. My mistake for trying to put on his birthday hat though, because that set him into a tizzy. He cried thoughout the happy birthday song, and during the much anticipated cake eating segment. He had been overstimulated all day, and we didn't get around to cake until 7:30 (his usual bedtime), so we tried taking the cake outside with a much lesser crowd to see if he'd enjoy it more. Took a little coaxing, but once he finally tasted it he really went to town for a while. All in all, a great day. I get a bit emotional thinking about how fast this first year has passed. So many happy memories though, and I get so excited thinking about the many more to come. At least his birthday isn't quite over yet... we get to have another party for him in a few days with the other side of the family!
Prepare yourselves for Birthday, Part Deux...
I haven't updated in forever, I know. Too busy chasing around my little full-time walking boy! I'll have plenty to blog about after Caleb's 1st birthday next week! We've got our party hats on and we're ready to go! Til then, here are a few of my favorite pictures from the past month:
The little man and I spent some time over with Carla & the kiddo's today... it was so fun watching Caleb & Aliza play. She's quickly learned about sharing her toys, and he's getting big enough that they're actually able to do things together. He seems to get a kick out of everything she does, whether it's running around or trying to smother him with a pillow. Once he's able to really run around by himself, those little mischeif makers are going to have a lot of fun! And Josiah's not too far behind. He's only 6 months younger, so in the longrun I see those boys being good buddies-- once Josiah realizes Caleb exists...
Last night marked our 3rd straight night of Caleb hurling up everything in his stomach. Poor thing. After being up since 3:30 with him the night before, we were all hoping to go to bed early last night. But of course, as I'm on my way upstairs at 9 with hopes of getting comfy in my bed... the screaming and puking starts up again. Brian got the World's Greatest Husband award for sticking with us and being there for him while he was sick. I know many men who would've just let their woman handle it themselves and would've stayed in bed. Not mine :-) So, after everything emptied his poor little tummy, he ended up zonking out just moments later in the position shown above. We couldn't bring ourselves to wake him, so Brian sat like this (with puke chunks all over his legs) for at least an hour. Thankfully, that was the last of it, and he ended up sleeping the rest of the night.... & so far all has been well this morning. He was mad at me for giving him Pedialyte instead of his bottle this morning (what our nurse said to do), so I caved in and gave him a piece of toast too. Sick kids are tough though! I'm emotionally spent after these past few nights... I can't even fathom how I'll be able to take the years of sicknesses to come. Phew.
