Cory and Sadie

I've been musing over this for a few months. I only mention it because I think that I'm right.(insert giggle) As you know I had a baby about 21 months ago, so naturally I did a lot of reading about babies. Did you know that a baby has around 10,000 taste buds. 10,000!!!! They aren't even all on the tongue they have them on the sides of their mouth the rough and the back of the mouth. Just another interesting fact about babies-they can distinguish tastes in the amniotic fluid while they are in the womb. Pretty amazing! As they get older the taste buds disappear. I've been thinking about what we say about our taste becoming more sophisticated as we get older. I actually think that we aren't becoming better food tasters, but our taste buds are disappearing hence we are more likely to eat food that we didn't like the taste of before. So I might not even really like broccoli, but my taste buds are disappearing, so now I can tolerate it?

Isaak eating his dirt at his watering hole. Boring? Maybe a little bit. But it's a post. I've been trying to be more diligent so it's worth your time and effort to type in your username and password. Plus it's colder outside, so I'm inside more and I don't have to water the tomatoes and flowers. It frees up tons of time. I just wanted you to know I had an awesome weekend. I went on a meditation retreat. It sounds relaxing right? Well it's surely deceiving because I was exhausted after about five hours of meditating. Did I mention that I was in silence for about 21hours? I did make a couple of mistakes, but overall I kind of liked being quiet for 21 hours, but I was sure ready to talk. If you are starting to think Woa--you're right I'm totally becoming a hippie. But it's awesome because the experience was amazing. I learned two important things-well maybe three. 1. Silence is kind of awesome. You learn the value of your speech and what an impact i...

He is my favorite. I was going through all of our summer pictures trying to figure out what to do with them all and how to arrange them. I found this picture of him when he was practicing his survivorbaby skills. Our rock stairs have these deep divets where the sprinkler water gathers along with some mud that washes off of the retaining wall. Isaak must have been mighty thirsty because he sucked one of the divets dry. He washed down his water with a couple handfuls of mud. It must have smelled pretty tasty. His watering hole.

Isaak is constantly busy and I mean constantly busy. He likes me to be his playmate all the time and if I'm cooking, cleaning or doing anything else he wants to watch television. He is slightly obsessed with cars. When I turn on the DVD player he starts dancing around the room and giggling while he shouts out--Go!Go!Go! It makes me want to turn the television on just to see him get so happy. So I've been stressing out about his tv obsession so I wanted to get him involved in some of the stuff that I have to do. I make bread every week, so I enlisted his help. He would turn on the kitchenaide and I would turn it off and add more ingredients. I was adding the flour and I told him--Don't touch the button--No touch--Okay? He smiled at me and I bent over to get the last cup of flour. I'm sure you can tell from the picture that he didn't listen. Right as I bent over I heard him push the lever all the way to high speed. Flour was everywhere. I had a second where I debated ...

We went to the grocery store today and I’ve again recommitted to not bring Isaak. He wanted to push his own cart and would barely let me touch it UNTIL he spotted gumdrops. Gumdrops. He ran down to the end of the aisle and tried to figure how to get them off the hook. I was relieved when I figured he couldn’t get them off. I told him he couldn’t have any, but that didn’t deter him-he kept tugging, so I in turn tugged him away. I was proud of myself and I thought I had a handle on the situation, then he looked up at me and said Please Mommy. I still said no. I’m made of steel right? We got about two aisles away and I set him back down so he could push his cart. He seemed resigned on the gumdrop idea, but I was WRONG! He darted back between my legs and grabbed unto those gumdrops and pulled with all his little boy might and the plastic broke! Down came the bag of gumdrops. Isaak was elated. He looked at me with the biggest smile on his face and placed them in the cart. I resigned. We br...

I used to get the awesomest pictures of Isaak and now all I get our action shots. Isaak won't hold still! I try to get him to smile for the camera and he does for a second and then he's off again. I'm lucky to get a great picture of him if he's engrossed in his go-gos, which are his cars. I've been doing a scrapbook of his life so we have proof of all the crazy stuff he does. I just finished this one about a month ago and it reminded me of how smiley and adorable this boy is. He just loves life! He's determined, outspoken, and vivacious. Voom! Voom! See it's proof! He used to smile and look at the camera for more than a nanosecond. I love that boys smile! I love, love, love, love it!

Being Mom is not the best time to get sick, so for the next twenty or so years I hope that I can try to avoid sickness. I guess that's going to be hard since somehow my hands have become tissues. Isaak caught a cold a couple weeks ago and I caught it from him. I wonder how that's possible--it couldn't be that he'd wipe his nose on my pants leg could it? Every time he'd walk past he reach up to me like he wanted loves, then he'd quickly rub his nose all over my pants. I did a lot of laundry that week. I thought I recovered quickly from the cold, but I hit rock bottom last week. I woke up on Tuesday and felt like my heart and chest aching. I could barely walk fast without getting winded and I was exhausted by Friday I could barely stand up for about 10 minutes before I needed to sit back down. I started an antibiotic and now I'm peachy as pie. I feel great. Almost. I get tired easy, but I actually have stamina and drive. I want to do things as last week I was ...