An elevated palate

Grace has been asking for macaroni and cheese lately so since I am the nicest mommy ever I decided to make it for her lunch. I used a recipe from Martha Stewart and I thought it tasted like cheese-y saucy heavenly deliciousness. Grace, on the other hand,informed me it was "yucky". I guess that is what I get for avoiding powdered cheese sauce. Kraft 1, Mommy 0.

Fashion Inspiration

Last night I was browsing around the anthropologie website and look at all I found for $9 each!!


I also found some inspiration from this blouse
And made this corsage-y thing to liven up a cardigan


And I saw this bag
And made this necklace
Sorry the scarf pic is so tiny. They sold out on the website and that was the only picture I could find. I have been trying to embrace the scarf look but have yet to go out in public sporting one. I feel like if I go out in one before September mocking will ensue.

A Well Defined Sense of Self

A Conversation with Grace 10 seconds ago

Grace "Momma, I wanna wear a Cinderella head band"

Me "Ok" (I put a headband on Grace)

(Grace takes off headband)

Me "Grace, why are you taking off your headband, look in the mirror, it looks so pretty"

Grace "Its just not me"

OK- Where did that come from little miss two?

Is it weird

that I seem to love these shoes?

I think they speak to my soul.

PS I think I gained 100 lbs this weekend. Curse you deliciously decadent chocolate cake.

So....

I had gotten into the really bad habit of letting John go to bed with a bottle. Yes, yes I know that is horrible blah blah blah. In order to undo the damage we have gone cold turkey. No nap or bedtime bottle (I feed him before I put him down of course). His little two bottom teeth have cut through and I'm pretty sure more are on the way from the force with which he has been chomping on everything. I tried to give him some relief by offering him a Binky to bite on but he just threw it in disdain. (Yes, my six month old registers disdain. He also made a face at me today while I was lovingly talking baby talk to him that screamed, "Mom you are a nerd of the highest degree." I was completely taken aback)
Grace has picked up some charming new habits lately. She likes to tell me, "Go away Momma." Apparently I am not allowed to sing along to the Little Einstein's theme song or watch it with her. Also she likes to tell me, "I push you Momma" and then she pushes on my behind, trying to make me go where she wants- bossy. Another of her favorites is, "I gonna get you Momma" and then she chases me while shouting "I gonna kiss you- RUN!" She will also sporadically yell, "I love you Momma" but her love is missing the "l". Baby John also receives that tribute, "ove you baby John." She also enjoys informing me that, "Baby John likes-a hold my hand." And currently she is obsessed with cleaning, probably because I have been trying to teach her to help me with chores. She loves to hold the dustpan while I sweep and then dump it into the trash can. The first time she missed the trash can and was truly dismayed and since then she has been meticulous about making sure every little crumb makes it into the garbage. Her little dimpled baby arms shake while she makes sure the dust pan is completely over the garbage. Oh, and I got her those little kid scriptures the church makes and she is completely convinced that Moroni is a "bad guy." hmmmmmm.

Celebration

Today I am wearing a dress I haven't fit into since before I was pregnant with Grace! YAY I hope your Sunday is going just as well :)

Six Months!

Little mister John Wilford Larson is six months old! John is a really sturdy individual who loves to roll around and bite anything he can get his hands on. Each bite however is proceeded by a little monster roar/gasp. A few weeks ago, in church, John grabbed the hair on either side of my head, roared and then lunged forward to bite my nose. Neil and I had to stifle our laughter! John is quite strong as well- his legs are a force to be reckoned with. I often have bruises on my thighs from his jumping on my lap. He weighs in at 18 pounds 9 ounces. This little baby dude also loves banana baby food and he prefers oatmeal cereal to rice. John's Mohawk continues to flourish and he has had to have numerous hair cuts to keep it in check. A nice dip in the water is right up John's alley as long as he has his sunscreen. John rarely cries, almost always smiles, and often is laughing. He is a jolly little fellow and extremely ticklish. Whenever I change his clothes he goes crazy. John enjoys music. When he was sick last week and had to wear the face mask he could be coaxed out of crying by listening to me singing scales and he likes to sit on his Daddy's lap while Dad plays the piano. John also loves his sister, Grace. They like to laugh together during John's tummy time and Grace will lunge at anyone she thinks is threatening "her baby." When John does cry Grace will come running to tell me that "John is sad" and often I will find she has given him one of her toys to try to cheer him up. John has gotten into the naughty habit of pulling Grace's hair but to Grace's credit she has never physically retaliated against John- she just tells me "John pulled my hair, Mom." She, luckily, seems to understand that he is just a baby and doesn't mean to hurt her. So despite the hair pulling they are the best of friends. All the grandmother aged ladies at Church love John. He likes to smile and laugh with them so of course they all love him! One lady always tells me that when he smiles he looks just like the Gerber baby and I have to agree :) We are so happy to have this lovable little man in our family- Happy six months John!
PS John- please forgive me for using this picture. I know your Mohawk is smashed and your eyes and nose are red from your lingering illness but look how happy your cute little face is! Love Mom