holidays, days of holy sickies

unfortunately, both alasdair and myself weren't feeling super hot over christmas. bummer. the fortunate part: we were alone. yet, another bummer.
HEY! really, i don't mean to exude such a downer mode---it was great, actually, and oh so so so snowy. christmas day we had plans to meet up with friends, eat, be merry, all that. our plans were smothered due to 32 inches. of. snow. falling down. on the ground. outside.
and wind. a lot of wind. road closures and stuck plows made for a lovely day indoors. instead of dealing with the storm, we pulled out the trusty 'ol couch bed in the living room and kicked it, family style.
a photo:

and, photos of alasdair opening some gifts... eying gifts.... fixing gifts... creating more gifts.




the gift that we've been most excited about giving him was a flop. he's terrified of it. brobee is a no go, not even yet. there's a show on noggin called 'yo gabba gabba.' it rocks. really---yes, there are some funky looking characters (some may even say a tad bit like telle tubbies)... but they're nothing like those creepy tellies. these guys actually speak. they enunciate. no baby business. and, most importantly, it's all about music. they always sing and have artists on the show to dance, etc. it's great. there's a character named brobee. the partier. so, we got alasdair a mini-brobree. about a foot tall. and when you press a button on his foot, he flails his arms and sings and all that.
well, as i said: horrified. terrified. poor guy. he looks at brobee, then at me and says "no, no, no... hold'choo," which means 'hold me.'
oh well. here he is... the show down.

osha has been doing this for a while now---"i can't hear you." that whole deal. so, when he does it we fake talk, then start talking when he pulls his hands down. so funny. in the car the other day i knew he was doing it, so i said "osh, can you hear me?" immediately he said "no." silly boy.

and there i am (desperately tired and), packing on 'dem "ell bees"... now's the time, if ever :)
so, without much detail, that was our christmas. spent together. it was wonderful.

our new, most exciting news: WE'RE OFF TO NASHVILLE AND CHARLOTTE come february. for a visit. a mama visit---12 days split between ben's mama and mine. ah, so happy.

the good times

it's things like this that make my day.
wandering around the corner, into the kitchen, to find evidence of alasdair's latest "project."
so cute. I'm sure he was sooooo excited about it, too.

grapes in the bowl, transferred to a mini-bowl, and back.

had to...

in case you didn't know what santa looked like as a baby (at 10 weeks, to be exact):

lately

lately,
inkpony is progressing, making sales, growing
snow is in flurries while we sit back and wish for feet
alasdair is copying, even words from the radio
...and expressing interest in going 'pee-pee'
the little lady is growing and expanding my ligaments, causing some pain
koia is basking in the snow's cold nature
morley is merely standing beside her
red is loving a new life indoors

and, ben and I, we are happily once again enjoying (almost) a full night's sleep

yes, after 17 months, alasdair has finally decided that sleeping through the night is beneficial for us all. some said it would take time. it has, it did, and the memories of sleepless nights are blurry now---thank you, little man. sleeping through the night also indicates a major drop in nursing, which rocks because these days it's more of a joke than anything, anyway. we're down to about one nursing 'session' a day--in the evening, in the bed. it's been a vvVerrrRRy gradual transition.

I never reported that when we had the ultrasound all was quite well with the girl. she's developing, as they do, and the doc there said that we're "officially" due on the 21st of april... as opposed to my "self-diagnosed" date of april 29. like the 9s, you know. so, that puts us around the 24th, again. I wouldn't go for any earilier, as alasdair was 15 days late and that wait was almost painful. just cause I was so eager.

well, the boy woke up a while ago---time to get. get on now, get. to the making of breakfast I go.
some photos... she and he. aye, a scratch, though not from a dog---thank goodness. they'd be out in the snow for good.
20 weeks.

very exciting!!!

we were "featured" on an "Etsy Item of the Day" blog...
check it out: http://etsyitemoftheday.com/airplane-onesie/

already prepping the wardrobe...

tights, dresses + little tomboyish goods it is, cause a little lady is on the way!!!

come on...

if this doesn't make me eager to have another baby, I really don't know what else would...
chunky mcChunk at 4 1/2 months.