We did it. We took the baby and slept in a tent for three days near Destin, FL at a campsite near the beach. Sleep schedules got a little messed up and we definitely had to go with the flow. But we did it and we all lived to tell about it. Continue reading “Could Ya’ll Be Any More Pleasant?”
We finally painted Olson’s room and I’m just so happy with how it all looks now! The paint really helped bring together all the random pieces that we have in Olson’s room. All of his furniture was either given to us or we found it on Craig’s List. And all the decor in his room was from baby showers or purchased from artists that we know. None of it was intended to go together. Oh well! We like it 🙂 Continue reading “A Nursery Tour”
I wrote a blog on “Mommy Do’s” some blogs ago about some things that have been working well for us as parents. Accessories and gear that we’ve enjoyed and general philosophies that we’ve implemented and found to be successful.
Writing that blog put me in a reflective mindset. I couldn’t help but recall moments and things that we’ve observed and ways we’ve behaved that were…not so helpful. Continue reading “Mommy Do Nots”
One afternoon on a cloudy overcast day, Joel took Olson outside and did some yard work. Olson got a pair of Carhartt overalls from a friend of mine and we’ve made him wear them as much as we can. They’re so dern cute! It was a little chilly but he always gets hot in these overalls so I just put his little fox hat on him. Hehe! Continue reading “A Little Fox & His Father”
Joel and I Struggle, with a capital “s”, with Saturdays. If he’s off, he wants to get outdoors, work on projects and generally be on the move. Unfortunately for me, that means that I get to be…mommy. Again. Like every other day of the week. Being on Olson patrol on Saturdays doesn’t feel like much of a Saturday. It feels like Monday-Friday. Continue reading “The Perfect Saturday | w/ Pictures”
There’s nothing quite like getting off the plane in Bismarck and seeing the rosy cheeks of my mother ‘n law as her happy face appears around the security check. And you don’t know a proper bear hug until you’re embraced by Papa Tom in -1 degree weather. Continue reading “No Business like Snow Bis(marck)ness”
My favorite premarital advice was from a friend of my mom’s. She said, “When your husband tells you he didn’t know, believe him. He really didn’t know.” I giggled. Boys. So clueless, right? I think we women enjoy eye-rolling at our men a little too much. They’re cute, but oh so dumb.