Archive for July, 2012

His Native Tongue

July 29, 2012

Keane has a new favorite bedtime storybook. A very thoughtful gift from 2 very good friends of ours, Peter & Micheala. And why does he like it so much? Cos its written in his native tongue of Irish Potty Mouth. Thanks to his Irish mother who is notorious for peppering her conversations with plenty of f-bombs, Keane already has a firm understanding of the more colorful side of the English language. It also doubles as some much needed comic relief for mammy and daddy, especially during some of Keane’s more challenging nights.

Thank You Peter & Micheala for my awesome new book.

A few extracts from the book I know every parent can relate to.

And there, the proof that the book works. And we only had to read it 3 times.

There are times when I don’t want to forget the small details or life’s simpler moments, yet its not always possible or practical for me to have my professional camera on hand to help capture and preseve all of these moments before they slip from memory. This is why God invented the camera phone. Always on hand, always available to snap those spur of the moment moments. So in honor of all those precious images captured using my camera phone, I decided to start a small segment call “Life’s Moments – Camera Phone Captured” and I’d like to start with this adorable moment when The Husband gave a celebratory fist bump to baby Keane after he tipped the scales at 10lbs 5oz at his 6 week check-up this morning. Go Keane!

Home Improvement

July 25, 2012

Today we’ll be taking a little break from posting Keane photos. I know this will be disappointing for some (sorry family), but is probably a welcome break for others. Instead we will be focusing on the progress of our new house. Last time I posted anything new house related, we were only on the framing phase (click HERE to refresh your memories), now however, we can proudly brag about having all the exterior walls, a roof and as of yesterday, 99% of all the windows were installed. Things are definitely powering along. We still have a ways to go, but I’m excited to finally see the house is starting to look like a house.

Ok, as a girl who is not all that comfortable with heights, this scene here, scared the bejaysus out of me. I could never, EVER be a roofer.

These boys are crazy. I can only assume they have Spider Man like skills, or at the least a lot of sticky traction going on on the soles of their shoes that enables them to walk around with that level of confidence so far off the ground.

The back side of the house.

The front side and we are loving ourselves some windows.

The front from the opposite angle.

It Changes Everything

July 20, 2012

Having read my previous blog on how completely awesome this whole baby sling thing is, The Husband was adamant he wanted in on all the fun. Or was it me being adamant that we find a way of including Keane on our daily dog walking routine?? Either way, the little fella got to tag along this morning and while The Husband grudgingly happily agreed to don the baby sling, I was overly happy to capture the moment my big, strong, manly man of a husband, wore a baby sling. See, having a baby really does change everything.

Just prior to walking and Keane is a little on the sleepy side.

But once we got moving he was fully alert and mesmerized by the surrounding trees .

Rain? No umbrella? No worries, we figured out a way to keep him dry, survivor style.

The face of a baby who just went on an awesome adventure.

Humble Pie

July 17, 2012

Don’t ask me why, but I’ve always been prejudice against baby slings. You know those things you strap around your torso? For some reason they just rubbed me the wrong way. Before Keane was born I was asked by several people if I was planning on purchasing a Baby Bjorn. “Your kidding right??!??” said with curled lip and facial expression of one who’d just sucked way too many bitter lemons, “baby slings are so not my style, too granola or somethin”. Well, having now walked a mile in the shoes of mothers everywhere, all I can say is shame on me and my quickness to judge. This sling thing, is a total lifesaver. On days when you find yourself without the help and assistance of others but still needing to accomplish life’s daily tasks, trust me, the sling is suddenly your BFF. Just pop the baby in, buckle him nice and tight and voilà, all of a sudden you’re a hands-free dog walking, phone answering, vacuuming and cooking machine. Up in these here parts, when that sling is on, sh*t gets done.

This is Keane (shot from my perspective), locked and loaded into his sling and ready to help me walk the doggies.

Workin his Derek Zoolander “Blue Steel”

Look who showed up wondering what was going on.

My attempt at a group shot with Crooked and Dexter.

Crookie begged for a photo with just him and Keane.

Too much stimulation makes for a sleepy baby who can throw around gangsta hand signs.