White Things

A few white things have been on my mind lately. For instance, does the old fashion mantra "No white after Labor Day" still apply? I have been told that white flatters my complexion, and I find it unfair that I must avoid it for half the year. Plus, many of my shirts are white, and I'm bored of the others. PLUS, white hides the white badges of courage on my shoulders (aka spit-up) much better than more winter-friendly colors.
Which brings me to my second white thing: milk. It rules my life these days. Between breastfeeding and dealing with Jesse's copious amounts of curdled milk-vomit I consider myself a lactation expert. I've eliminated cow milk from my own diet in hopes of improving the situation, but to no avail. Jesse's stomach sphincter seems determined to stay open. And I really miss ice cream. And the last white thing is one I'm sick and tired of talking about, but can't avoid it: SNOW. It annoys me that Midwesterners chat incessantly about the weather, but I'm now realizing why. It runs our lives!!! It's colder here than Alaska, so feel free to pity me. I'm going home in March, and I may never come back.

Christmas, Kids, Cold

I don't really want to be one of those bloggers who only writes about their kids, but that's pretty much my life, so I apologize if it bores you. It's more for the Grandmas anyway. I will try to spice it up in any way I can.

We spent Christmas in South Carolina. I had never been to the South before, and I have a few observations about it. 1) great BBQ 2) friendly people. Some stranger and I got to be best friends in the clearance aisle at Gap because we liked the same shirt. 3) holy cow the biggest churches I have ever seen. most of them were the size of my high school. I love me some good ole fashioned God-fearing people. (Said with a southern accent, of course.)

Jesse got to be Baby Jesus. You know, I always wanted to be Mary in a Christmas pageant. I thought I had it in the bag this year since I was the only one with a newborn. But they let the newlyweds have that job. I was kinda jealous.

Grrr. 

OK seriously? My kid is so cute.

Alaina has 13 grandparents alive. All 4 grandparents, all 8 great-grandparents, and one great-great grandparent. Spoiled much?

Jesse is destined love football. However I don't want him to actually play. I'd prefer a sport that keeps his brain in tact.

I try SO hard to get them both smiling at once. I gave up after this one.

Hmm, what else...

Oh, so I hate snow, and I hate being cold, and after the polar vortex came through I decided that Caleb will get a job in California after he graduates. Luckily he agrees with me.

Just a bit of advice for you westerners: don't call your daughter in the Midwest and tell her that you lit a fire because it was a brisk 65 degrees. Especially when it's currently -40 where she's at. The 100 degree temperature difference might create some hostility.