Happy New Year

A lovely day of getting real dirty.

By the way, baby boy now knows how to say "dirty".

And I admit I'm still to shower and it's nearly midnight...yucky. I use the word yucky so often because baby boy is a real boy who does super yucky things. Like spoon feeding the dog and trying to feed himself right after. He also attempted to eat sand right before he nearly stepped on dog poop. A lot of yucky things going on here. Life with a toddler is some kinda dirty yucky fun.

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The above paragraph was written this passed Saturday. Something went wrong while trying to upload. Oh and I've since taken a shower. 5 to be exact.

Alright so happy new year folks.

I'm kind of excited about this year. So excited that I've even continued my ma's tradition of spring cleaning into the new year. Getting rid of things we don't need and opening up room for a calmer less cluttered life. My mom is big on giving away clothing. At the beginning of every year she'd rummage through our wardrobes, move furniture and leave our rooms feeling fresh and clean. The worst of all the spring cleaning was hand washing blankets. Except you don't use your hands, instead you fill a massive tub with water and soap, then (with bare feet) you march for what felt like hours on the drenched blanket. The water is also re filled every so often until the blanket is clean. And the nightmare doesn't end there, once the blanket is clean you have to rinse it off and then two and sometimes three people hold on while twisting it until it's damp. After which it's hung on the wash line. We had many large blankets.

So you can imagine my joy today when all I had to do was place our blanket in the washing machine and press a button.

*Side note: unfortunately the blanket washing torture did happen more than once a year, usually on a Saturday. I sometimes still hear my mother's voice waking us up from downstairs with thorough orders of the chores that lay ahead. And now I'm doing it all voluntarily. Life is so strange. Oh and my ma now uses a washing machine.

Besides all the cleaning, baby boy and I have been spending some time in the backyard. Partly because I don't feel too good (husband caught a cold at work and now he's fine and I'm still in the trenches) and mainly because baby loves being outside. He definitely gets that from his dad because I'm a homebody. And by that I mean staying inside the house. Having a kid will certainly take you out of your comfort zone.

I've also started a new crocheting project. Hopefully it'll become a skirt in the end. Pssd, if you take a look at the previous post you'll see baby boy wrapped in a red blanket while sleeping in his stroller. That's the blanket I made him for Christmas. It kinda became it's own thing, not at all what I'd planned to create and I like it better that way.

Besides crocheting there's also been more cooking. I'm starting to pay more attention to what I put in my body. When I was pregnant I read this quote which helped me stay very healthy throughout the pregnancy "Is this the best spoon I can give my baby?". Hmm, I may be paraphrasing here but you get the point. So that's my food motto for the year.

That's the update, nothing new just daily routines. There's something very comforting about routine. Especially a routine with the ones I love.

And tomorrow it's my ma's 46th birthday! :) I sure hope I look like her at that age!

Good night and may this year bring more love and joy to us all.

And now it's time to watch some alien movie with my husband.