Thursday, September 11, 2014

My Favorite Days

I like spending time with other moms and their kids, I like having afternoons to myself to run errands and clean the house with the Eminem pandora station cranked way up, and I like putzing around with Asher in our backyard while Harlan runs in circles around us.  But my very favorite days are when we pack up, make the drive across town to the botanical garden, and unwind in the most beautiful place in Albuquerque.  There is something about it that is so peaceful- it is well kept, quiet, and absolutely gorgeous.  Maybe I like it because it feels like a mini vacation.  Or maybe because I love walking through gardens and visiting farm animals more than most children.  Or maybe it is because Asher's eyes light up like a Christmas tree as he takes in all the news colors, animals, and sounds.  For whatever reason, the botanical garden is my happy place.  And today was a happy place day :) 



I should clarify, as a whole, the botanical garden is my happy place.  For the most part, it is Asher's too.  With one exception.  The mafia boss cow that had Asher spooked.  Man he hated that cow.  In the picture below we actually walked to the other side of the barn to get away from the cow, but he still kept his eyes glued on it.  Like I said, 99% happy place.

Still thinking about the cow...








 On our way home I spotted a fairly sketchy looking establishment called the 'Taco Cabana'.  An important life lesson I've learned from my dad is that the sketchier looking the taco stand/cart/shop, the better the food is going to be (...try arguing with me and I'll remind you of all the times you got food poisoning from taco food carts (*ahem* maybe the same taco cart?) off Barber Dad...).

I currently feel terrible after eating my chile relleno tacos and queso, but two words:
WORTH IT.

Literally, I'm pretty sure this lunch has given me my first ever case of heartburn.  I kind of feel like I'm having a heart attack.  Someone might get a text in the next few minutes and be asked to describe what heart burn feels like....

Pictures + News

Asher's biopsies are normal!  Whoop whoop!  We are still waiting on results of the reflux testing, but the good news is at this point he doesn't have any signs of food allergies, gluten sensitivity, or tissue damage from acid reflux.  We will take it.


We took Asher to the aquarium thinking he would love it more than ever.  WRONG.  He is TERRIFIED of the aquarium.  Whether it was a goldfish or a gigantic shark, he did not like things moving swiftly through the water, especially not when they were heading in his direction.  We were in and out in less than 5 minutes.  We walked across the plaza to the botanical garden, where Asher was much more comfortable playing with trains and running through fields.

Refusing to look at the fish.

Refusing to look at the fish.

Pointing at a jellyfish, while shaking his head 'no'.

The actual picture definition of apprehension.

If Asher could talk in full blown adult English, he would have said, 
"Mom, get me the hell out of here".

Lucky for Asher, his super perceptive parents picked up on the fact that his "no's", face covering, hiding, and high pitched squeals meant he was no longer having fun at the aquarium.  So we liberated him.  To the garden trains.




How Asher starts his day....

....how Asher finishes his day.

This is the picture that epitomizes Asher at this age.  Pointing at a plane, mouth full of crackers, juice cup and snacks within reach, covered in food, and soaking wet.






Teaching Beckett all about chalk.

Giving Beckett chalk sprinkles.


What my mornings look like.  But throw in some maple syrup sticky hands and dancing to beat boxing and cello playing.

Wednesday, September 3, 2014

This Crazy Week

The scene at Renae's when I picked Ash up at daycare Tuesday.  Surrounded by ladies, and he just wants to play with his truck.  

Listening to Outkast.

Asher's new favorite activity is to 'read' in the car.

Made the guest bedroom bed today, Asher quickly decided to claim it as his own.


First attempt at copycatting screen printed pillows.  Despite measuring-- it is STILL lopsided.  
*Deep sigh*

Soooo....

How long do we have before we need to get Asher a real bed?


Feel Better Boon!

Asher was VERY concerned about my mom and Hilary's dog Boon being in the hospital.   

We worked on a message....