St. Simons

So after spending a long weekend with the Talberts, Ben went back home to go back to work on Easter Monday while the boys & I moved over to Dad & Linda's house. The recently bought a condo on St. Simons and we were excited to get the chance to spend some time with them while we were down there.

We got to see my brother in passing on day, and boy do these two love their Uncle Mikey!



Jackson got to swim in the pool with Poppy (yes, the water was cold!). On a different day, he convinced me to get in to catch him when he jumped in. Which I gradually did...it was freezing! And of course, he only jumped 1 time once he realized how cold it was.







We did lots of swinging at the park, eating ice cream and riding bikes.












And we got to play on the beach a few days, complete with Jackson riding the boogie board standing up.






On Wednesday, Dad & Linda were tied up with some to-do lists they had to finish, so I decided I would take the boys out & about solo. We do this at home all the time, I can totally handle them here. So I strapped Westie in his stroller and tied a rope to the back of Jackson's bike (like a leash) so at least I could jerk him back if he got to close to the road. And off we went, over to park & pier and the quaint little shopping village.



After lunch, I decided to venture down to the beach with the boys and I am so disappointed that no one took a picture of me being mother-of-the-year as I was driving the fully loaded golf cart on city streets, with Weston strapped to me in the Bjorn, Jackson sitting beside me with my right arm holding him tightly (yes, steering solely with my left hand) and our bags, stroller & water toys bungeed to the back of the cart. Total class. I am sure passersby were doing double takes thinking I was Brittany Spears with my baby riding in my lap and all.

But we made it 2 miles over to the beach and had a fantastic afternoon. I was expecting the worst -- fussy baby, whiny toddler -- but Weston took an amazing hour long beach nap and Jackson made friends with some little guys sitting near us so they played and played. And I unbelievably got to lay back and sunbathe for a few glorious minutes.





We also went on a walk collecting shells which J is finally at a good age for that. The birds were also a hit, and had a pretty good turnout when were starting throwing wheat thins into the sky.









And back at the condo, we were struggling with sleeping issues with the boys. All 3 of us were bunking up in a single room. Jackson does great in a big bed with me but likes to sleep clear in the middle and kick me all night. Weston was assigned to sleep in the pack-n-play however, that never happened because if he can smell me within a 12' radius he knows that "NuNu" is near & dear and starts piping up until he gets fed. ALL NIGHT LONG. So most of nights consisted of me and my 2 sweet boys snuggled up in a queen size bed, with me changing sides every few hours to keep my little suckling happy.



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Bunny Cake

I'm SO behind on my blogging that I feel like I'll NEVER catch up. I have about half a dozen posts I've already started but never finished so I guess thats a good place to start.

Jackson's preschool has various parents sign up for each holiday party. Our party was the Easter party, which was last week. A friend of mine, Alexis, habitually made "bunny cake" each & every Easter & had fun memories of bunny cake throughout her childhood. I decided to make Bunny Cake, which seemed manageable thanks to Pinterest & tons of inspirational pictures & tips.

However, I got mastitis two days before the Easter party. And I didn't just get it, I GOT it. As in high fever, chills, vomiting, you name it. Ben stayed home from work on Wednesday and the bunny cake components sat quietly in the kitchen, silently reminding me of my commitment to the 2-year-old class at preschool. (Of course I had already gotten the kids all pumped about bunny cake so I couldn't settle from bakery cookies).

So I managed to make a mediocre bunny cake. It didn't turn out as great as I had hoped but at least it got made. And yes, I know the mouth is off-center but I didn't have it in me to fix it. There's always next year!





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Beach Babies

You gotta love desolate beaches on un-commercialized islands.
Impromptu swimming + fully-dressed & wearing pull-up = soaking wet = naked baby
There are not many places these days that you can get away with nudity!












Westie got his first taste of sand & loved it.




More pics to come....
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Jesus Garden

Inspired by Pinterest, I set out to replicate this oh-so-cute resurrection garden.



Simple yet meaningful and pretty much "Missy proof" since I tend to kill most any plant I try to grow. It also gave me the context in which to explain Jesus' resurrection with a visual aide & Jackson genuinely knew what I was talking about because he started talking about the "boo boos on Jesus" {thanks to the amazing preschool Sunday school curriculum at Grace}

My helper preferred to drink water from the spray bottle rather than help make our garden.



Final result, prior to the grass growing in.






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Location:Oak Crove Island Dr,Brunswick,United States

Tail Feathers

Sizing up baby booties. Competition is heating up!



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Run-way Cafe

We met Ben for lunch today at a little restaurant that is literally on the airstrip at the downtown airport.

Now, to clarify for those not local to Gville, the downtown airport is for those itty-bitty prop planes you see flying around and always hope they aren't flying as low as they appear. It was so cool because the pilots would land their plane, "park" it right in front of the restaurant & come in to grab lunch, then take off again. It reminded me of being on the lake and docking your boat to go grab a bite.

Jackson loved watching the planes take-off and land and we found a new favorite lunch spot!

{Disregard Ben's diva shades. He left his sunglasses at work & had to use a spare pair of mine.}


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7 Months Old

I've been pretty busy with my extremely active almost-3-year-old so Weston's monthly birthdays seem to sneak by more and more quickly!

Nearly 2 weeks ago, sweet Westie turned 7 months old. He's pushing 22 lbs and is wearing 18 month clothing. Any hope of being able to use Jackson's hand-me-downs is diminishing as Weston closes in on Jackson size-wise. He's currently wearing jammies that Jackson wore last spring and that he could probably still cram in to, albeit a little snug.

Its no surprise that Westie enjoys eating and expects 3 solid meals a day in addition to nursing on demand. He's doing well with puffs and rice crackers and we tried tiny shreds of chicken for the first time recently. I just recovered from a bad case of mastitis (as in bed-ridden for a day and Ben had to stay home from work) but fortunately my milk supply did not suffer.

Weston is not a fan of tummy time and due to body-mass ratio, he's not ready to crawl quite yet. He does reach for anything in sight & goes from sitting to tummy but no real forward motion yet. He does stand pretty well and likes to play standing up closely supervised.

Weston thinks Jackson hung the moon and absolutely ADORES his brother. Adores him.















And we decided it was time to bring an old favorite down from the attic. Westie has enjoyed playing on the rocket car but Jackson played with it for 2 hours yesterday morning. Yes, 2 hours. I need to start taking away and reintroducing more toys!



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