Big Boy Truck Bed...

We moved Bubbalu to a big boy bed about a month ago.

I must admit the whole process was kinda weird for me, emotionally. My sweet baby is growing up and looks SO TINY in his new big boy bed.

When I took him home from the hospital at 5 pounds he didn't exactly fill his crib either:

He really was VERY tiny.

So, as for the big boy bed, we have had one fall-out, 2 get out of bed and play instead of sleep, and no leaving of his room.

How can this be? What made the transfer so smooth? What are my secrets?

I have NO idea. I just don't know.

But, we did buy him sheets that have trucks all over them:

And also splurged for the matching truck toss pillows:

The truck pillows and sheets are endless sources of excitement for Bubbalu. He is, after all, obsessed with trucks and cars.

But, he is ONLY allowed to play with the truck pillows ON his truck bed, so there is a sense of it being a treat to go and sleep in the truck bed.

I also used a basic bed rail so he wouldn't fall out in the middle of the night (which I purchased for the outrageous price of $1.00 at a thrift store).

The funny thing is, he stays in his room until I come and get him. When he wakes up from his nap or in the morning, he plays with his truck pillows or goes to his book bin, grabs some books, and gets back in his bed!

I know!

Of course, now that I've posted about it I am fully expecting a relapse.

I'll keep you updated...

A

Jump Frog Jump!!!

We took Bubbalu out to our brother Alec's cross country meet a few weeks ago. It was sorta crummy weather, but Alec ran great.

The highlight of the trip (sorry Al!) was when I spotted a tiny green frog jumping his way across a huge field. Bubbalu was VERY interested:



I see it Daddy! I do!



OK, I really don't see it. Daddy where is it?



Silly Daddy put it right on my boot!



Mommy? If I am a VERY good boy today can I take my froggy friend home?



Not today sweetie, fish are all that we can handle right now...

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An Apple (or Eight) A Day...

I was feeling quite Martha today. VERY ambitious in the culinary department.

My parents have 4 apple trees and I have a paper grocery bag full of apples just begging to be peeled and chopped into goodness.

So, after Bubbalu was down for his nap (hallelujah!) I rolled up my sleeves (actually, I had a t-shirt on, but WHATEVER) and got to work.

While he recharged his battery I managed to create:

• Basic Pumpkin pie


• Apple pie with crumble top
  
• Apple spice bundt cake
  
• Apple crisp (which I donated to my sister)


• Autumn minestrone soup


• Pumpkin Spice Latte (recipe to follow sometime soon)


• A VERY messy kitchen

Whew! And that t-shirt I was wearing? Completely covered in flour and a few speckles of apple chunks.

I think Mama needs to make herself some adorable aprons, such as this one from Better Homes and Gardens:



or this one I found on Etsy:



Or this sassy red one, also on Etsy:



Hmmmm, my sewing machine is calling to me...

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