A soon-to-be great helper

Burrito. Loves. Lawnmowers.

He loves Emma's pink bubble one (which incidentally has never successfully blown bubbles).

He loves the loud pop one (That Mitch so cheerfully passed down to us - guess what....it's very nearly on its way back to him. As soon as Chloe is walking).

He loves the even louder, music capable one that the Melvins gave him.

He loves riding on Grandpa's lawnmower in Fallon (even when its not in motion).

He loves HELPING dad mow the lawn at home.

I don't think The Boy loves Burrito's helping yet....it slows him down right now....but he will.

The Start of Something Great

It's that time of summer. I'm taking a deep breath, re-reading the how to guide on my pressure cooker (because pressure cooker warnings still terrify the heck out of me), and pacing back and forth in front of the tomato plants.

Ready or Not - canning season is upon us.

The first project is finished. Em helped a little - although I was a bit nervous about having her around the jalapenos when I was seeding them. And I certainly did not let her stir the giant pot of boiling pepper puree. We had no incidents I am happy to report. And I now have the first of several batches of jalapeno jelly perched happily on the pantry shelf.

This Boy

This Boy eats, sleeps, and dreams baseball. I wonder how long it will last.

Happiness is...

Having someone in house who love-love-loves ribs as much as I do:

Transitions

We moved the crib out of the kids room a few weeks ago. It was quite a bit of work to take it apart with two helpers under foot. They were fascinated by the fact that Burrito's mattress was 'out' of his bed and thus it needed to be made into a slide. Picture one end balanced against Emma's bed and the other on the floor with mad laughter and jumping in between.

After the last panel was taken out to the garage, I looked back into the room, saw the crib's empty footprint and had the tiniest Mom moment. I actually could have been heard saying "We didn't take a picture - lets put the crib back and take one last picture"

To which the boy responded "Seriously?! You are sad about this"

I don't have a baby anymore.

So here's some entertainment for you on just how well the crib-to-toddler-bed transition is going. Don't laugh too loud.

One of the first day's nap time:

One of Burrito's you can't make me go to bed nights:

Sign this Boy up!!

I haven't posted a video before but here goes.

Burrito boy has a huge fascination with baseball. He stops everything he's doing if there is a game on TV, plants himself in front of it and cheers both teams on. He loves throwing the ball around (even in the house - unfortunately). I tried teaching him to heckle the batters at a few of Matthew's baseball games this year but he didn't think it was nice - there's still time.