Friday, December 21, 2012



I am blogging from the comforts of our basement, basking in the soft glow of the Christmas tree while our sweet boy is resting his busy little body in confines of his nice warm crib. Needless to say, the world did not come to an end today. Not that I thought it was going to or anything. But I did stockpile jugs of water and jars of Wowbutter just in case it was going to try to end, but for some reason didn't quite end all the way.

Frazier was disappointed  that nothing cataclysmic happened today. 

Clark's last meal request was oranges. He ate his weight them.

He was also upset nothing interesting happened today.

My mom came for a visit this past week. We had a mini Christmas with my grandparents and Clark had his first taste of PEZ candy. 

One afternoon we were looking for something to do so we visited the Lilly House downtown Indy. It was beautiful, interesting, educational and best of all, FREE.

They had all the rooms decorated for Christmas and it was just lovely. It took up about 20 minutes to take the tour. It also took 20 minutes for Clark to lose his interest and want to run free like a wild bore. So it worked out perfect.

Did I mention that I have a new handyman? He works for Teddy Grahams and usually leaves a mess when he is done working, but his craftsmanship is impeccable.


 Hope everyone else had a great what could have been the last day on Earth.

Happy Weekend,

Sunday, December 9, 2012

All About His Daddy


Clark has always had a strong love for his daddy, but the last two weeks have been out of control. Now that he is much more verbal and understands the world around him a bit more, he is constantly talking about how awesome his daddy is. I have been relegated to the back burner, I now play second fiddle, I play for the B team and sliced bread is cooler than I am.

Clark is all over Matt like stink on a monkey. When Matt is gone he asks where he is every 2.2 seconds and if I ignore his persistent "where daddy" he will go get a picture of him and bring it to me. Just in case I was having trouble understanding who exactly he was referring to. They do everything together and Clark tries to do everything just like his daddy. Clark's newest word is TOOL.

Clark- Just remember who put you in this position, please.... *hint* It was NOT your mommy.

In unrelated daddy obsession news, Clark had his 18 month doctor's appointment. He weighs 22lbs 13oz and is 30 3/4 inches tall. Both less than the 10th percentile. Quick flash back....this time last year he was 21 pounds and slightly shorter.

The doctor is not concerned with his lack of weight gain because he grew 1.5 inches in 6 months and is eating appropriately. He is just very active. Very. The doctor said he is just going to grown along his own curve and as long as he looks healthy and is eating we weren't going to worry. That's reassuring, thanks doc.

Hope everyone had a good weekend,

Saturday, December 1, 2012


You may notice giant - signs over all the pictures on the blog. That was my doing, I tired to load a picture onto the blog and it said Picasa Memory more space, blah blah blah, so I deleted some pictures. Then Matt emptied the recycle bin on the computer. Gone forever. So now I have a blog with huge - signs where all my pictures were. Bummer. I still have the pictures on my computer though, just not sure if I want to go back an put all the pics back by hand. So, looks like the blog is now a pictureless experience for past posts.


Thursday, November 29, 2012







I don't know what we have been up to the last 2 weeks that has been so exhausting, but it has required an 8pm bedtime every night. I blame daylight savings. Sorry no posts. So its time for quick run down of the last two weeks....

Matt got clocked in the face by a tiny fist of fury.

Clark is getting used to eating off a plate. We are still working on the concept that a plate remains on the table while he eats.

 For some reason using a plate at meals requires the removal of pants (and the addition of dirty socks).

Matt's family came into town for Thanksgiving and we finally got to meet Matt's sister's new boyfriend. They are a great match. We went Duck Pin Bowling with the whole family over the weekend. This place was awesome and I wanted more pictures, but it was entirely too tempting and dangerous for a 1 year old so I was on Potamus Patrol most of the time. The old building had COLIE written all over it, it was like it was made just for me.

We decorated our Christmas Tree. We put it in the basement this year just ward off the million NO, DON'T TOUCH. DANGERs that were going to be inevitably yelled until New Years. Out of sight, out of mind, but a special surprise when we go in the basement.

In my head I pictured a delightful evening filled with carols in the background and a giggly little boy helping decorate the tree.

In reality this is what the evening looked like...


Whenever he sees the lights on the tree come on he says "OOOOO, WOW!"

Look closely, you can see his dinner making a cameo on his shirt

That's the extent of our last two weeks.

Time for bed.

Tuesday, November 13, 2012

Questioning my Parenting Techniques

I have been trying to teach Clark how to play alone, that he doesn't need me to initiate fun and that he has an imagination that needs a workout. This is what happens when Clark initiates fun.

Please notice the shoes, a cookie cooling rack and every book and play kitchen item has made an appearance. There are days I try not to say NO. I opt for the word  "Danger"  if he is playing with something forbidden or doing something that is going to end up with a trip to the ER and a 3-10 being filed. Granted, this is not every day, I don't want a spoiled rotten kid, but I also don't want the word No to be the most frequently used word in our house.

This, however, did get a NO.

Off Brand Butter is not a suitable dinner choice for anyone.

And here is proof to the claim that Clark is faster than a speeding bullet.

Have a good week,

Sunday, November 11, 2012

17 Months


Clark is growing at light speed. I can't keep up with his energy, his vocabulary, the way he figures the world out or his caloric needs. He moves so fast that I have a hard time keeping up with the camera and just realized that I haven't printed off pictures since FEBRUARY! To think, I used to have so much free time and spent it watching HGTV.

I thought I would take a few photos of what our morning snack time routine looks like.

Step 1- Look excited every time you open the snack container

Step 2- Empty out the contents of snack container and repeatedly ask for "moooore, mooooore" just so you can have more snacks to crush under your feet.

Step 3- Increase the surface area of your crush by using hands, knees and feet.

Step 4- Make snow angles in the dust of pulverized Cheerios.

Final step- Call in the Clean Up Crew.

This weekend we went for a family drive and stopped to take a few pictures a long the way. Things always sound better in my head. I imagined taking some lovely fall photos of Clark playing in leaves with beautiful wooden fences, barns and vast fields rolling in the background. The reality was I couldn't figure out the settings on my camera to allow for good lighting, I couldn't get any face shots of Clark because he moves faster than a speeding bullet and someone always had their eyes closed in the family pictures we tried to take.

Where did Clark's face go? It disappeared into the sunlight.

 Matt and Clark got swallowed up by the shadows.

If only Clark was turned towards me and not trying to fix that rusty nail.

And I have finally fallen into the Williams' curse. I closed my eyes as soon as a photo was taken, it was only a matter of time.

Happy Weekend

Monday, November 5, 2012

Frosty Day and Some Vacuum Love


Today was 27 degrees when we woke up at 6:04--Thanks Daylight Savings. The frost was so thick that it looked like snow.

 Let me get this straight, Mother Nature, you give us days upon days of 100+ degrees with no rain in the summer time and then jip us out on a fall season? You just go straight into winter? Someone is getting lazy.

Clark wanted to go outside first thing this morning, like always. I took him out and he said "buuuurrrr" then immediately turned around to go back inside. He was convinced we needed to start a fire to warm up.

Krum was a sunshine lovin' poodle this afternoon. That's when you know it is cold, the dogs don't go outside and they lay in any sliver of sunshine that comes through the window.

Along with kitties, Clark loves the vacuum cleaner. On most days he insists on having it out in plain site so he can touch it, take it apart and hug it. I don't understand it, but I go with it. A lady Matt works with, Nicole, gave Matt a mini vacuum to bring home for Clark. It was love at first sight.

He brings it everywhere--up, down, in, out and even on car rides. That was a fun day!

This is photographic evidence that he smiles! He just never does it for the camera, he goes all Blue Steel on me.  When is isn't hugging the vacuum, he actually uses it for its intended purpose.

Is there anything sweeter than a silhouette of a little boy vacuuming the foyer? Perhaps a boy trying to open the door from the wrong end? Awwwww.

Stay warm and remember to hug your vacuum, it works hard

Wednesday, October 31, 2012

Happy Haloween


Big news! Clark grew--this is big news because he is in the 10 percentile for height, maybe now he has been inducted into the 11 percentile!!!! We can only hope. I don't know how much he grew, but I know he has grown. For starters, he has been eating about 4,000 calories a day and sleeping 16 hours a day. I no longer have to roll his pants so they don't drag on the ground. And this....

Last week he couldn't climb on anything, the extra height he has gained was all he needed to be a professional furniture climber.

My little NBA star was the Pacman ghost, Blinky, for All Hallows Eve.

He was running around the yard so much that I couldn't get a very good picture of his little outfit, so you're going to have to mix and match pictures to get the full effect. Kids move fast.

We got smart and gave the Tasmanian Devil a KitKat to keep him focused for 30 seconds. It worked for exactly 30 seconds.

First he sat on the pumpkins and ate his Kit Kat--which did you know Kit Kat means Good Luck in Japanese? More like "good luck taking a picture of a 1 year old"

After he ate his first good luck kit kat he politely requested "moooore". We weren't done taking pictures soooo....he got another.

Of course he kicked the pumpkins over. Why wouldn't he kick them over?

We cuddled up and waited for the first wave of kids to come by. The whole time he was trying to bite through candy wrappers to get to the good stuff. Sorry to the children who get Twix with tiny teeth marks in them.

Belive it or not, he was actually having a good time in the picture.

Bedtime took about 45 minutes. Kit Kat does not mean good luck in English.

Hope you had a Happy and Safe Halloween