Please Touch

Last week we drove down to Philadelphia to visit the Please Touch Museum. I had purchased tickets for half off through Living Social a few months ago. Asher had a blast running to all the play things and enjoying the small-scale cars, grocery stores, houses, and so much more!

"Lay off, man. It's my turn to drive."

In yet another vehicle. (there were MANY)

His favorite vehicle.

Always on the go.

Probably his favorite thing in the whole museum. A wall full of buttons and switches.

Making a sandwich for mommy.

Getting distracted trying to eat the "bread".

The fun {messy} water section.

Trying to take off with Mama Bear and Baby Bear.

Giving the bird a kiss.

Probably the best ever picture of our family.

Grocery shopping that he took very seriously.

Extreme vacuuming.

 Carousel for a tired boy at the end of our visit.

Fell asleep in the car - and stayed sleeping while Michael carried him during a quick stop.

The day was a success!

Date Morning

With my littlest man.

Taking a cue from this blog post, I decided it would be fun to go out to breakfast with Asher on occasion. I can't be sure that it will be a weekly occurrence, but definitely once - preferably twice - a month. We went to Miss Emma's before church on Sunday, and picked a nice sunny seat by the window.

Colored while we waited. Working with his right hand...

And his left...

 Waiting patiently.

And not-so-patiently.

Food!

Get outta my way, toast.

Double forking it.

The eggs were his favorite. Of course.

Next time I'll have to be sure to get a photo of the two of us. 

It was such a fun way to start the day!

Easter Fun

Asher and his basket

From my basket :)

After a wonderful meal at the Wilsons, the kids had an Easter egg hunt.

The best photo taken during an attempt at a nice family picture

Germination is Freaky

Look what I noticed popping up Saturday night:

It's my arugula! Here it is yesterday afternoon:

And as of today, all my veggies have sprouted. I've decided that this is all very strange. These things started from seeds - the same kind of seeds I have sitting on my kitchen table in packets (because they pack, like, thousands of seeds into one package and I'll never run out in my lifetime). All that I did was put them in some potting soil in a greenhouse-style tray in front of a window and sprayed some water on them. It freaks me out a little. Maybe I have a teeny thought in the back of my mind that they might take us over? I don't know. I don't really think that. But they're living. Ew. That's just weird.

Speaking of living, here's something that is no longer: 

Asher brought the tulip to me when he came in from playing outside with Michael yesterday. I laid it on the bookshelf, meaning to put it in a little vase, but I forgot. Isn't it sweet? My first flower from my little boy.

#2

Um, not Baby #2. Come on.

The other #2. The kind you push out. Wait.

Let's just say it. Poop.

When we got back from Iowa in the mid-March, we bought potty seat (to go on top of our toilet seat), as well as a book called Potty, because Asher had been showing signs that he knew he needed his diaper changed. Like he would give me a clean diaper, bring me his changing pad, unfold it, and lay down.

I am happy to report that today was Asher's 5th consecutive day of going #2 on the potty before his nap!

He sits on the potty other times throughout the day, as well. But no other time is as consistent as his 1:00 poop. He knows that we're very proud of him. We cheer and clap when we hear a plop. He's gotten to be pretty proud of himself as well. Each time he hears it, he yells "POTTY!!!!" And grins ear to ear.

Baby Hipster, Manamana, and Taxes

I went to MOPS yesterday morning at a local church. It was a coffee house theme and was fun and everything, but one thing specifically will stay with me. I met the coolest baby.  I nearly asked to take a photo of him to show Michael, but I refrained. I don't want to be forever categorized as the crazy lady by my new friend and his mom. And, let's be honest, there's a 100% chance that I would agonize about wanting to post the photo on this blog, and that's not cool when you're talking about another person's child.


So, what is so cool about this little boy? Let's start with his attire, which is what first caught my attention...specifically, his cardigan. What? Yes, cardigan. On a male. A very small male. It was white and blue striped. Well, more like cream and a blue shade between teal and navy. Beautiful, I tell ya. And to top it off, it had elbow patches. ELBOW PATCHES. Just as I thought elbow patches couldn't get any cooler, I see a 10-month old pulling them off. 


He also had on a grayish pair of jeans that appeared to be of the skinny variety.


After taking in all this cuteness, I observed what sat atop his head. Cute, blonde baby hair. Short. And styled into the sweetest baby faux-hawk. His mother told me that she has styled his hair like this so frequently, that she doesn't even need to use product in it. Just brushes it up after his bath and voila. Instant cuteness.


While I don't think I can mold Asher's hair into that amazing style that is the faux-hawk (his hair is too long and I'm doubtful he would cooperate), I can attempt to make him cooler through his clothing. This will be somewhat of a challenge due to my current intake of the book Seven (and my subsequent - and likely temporary - boycott(ish) of clothes shopping), but we can work with layers, right? 


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Asher and I didn't get along so well today. My hidden stash of chocolate chips and Nutella (don't tell Michael) helped to get me through it. But the silver lining was really tonight after I put Asher to bed. I prayed with him, and we played a little. I had his teddy bear and tiger popping up around the crib singing "Manamana" (courtesy of The Muppet Babies). Asher loved it. When I walked by his bedroom later, I heard his little voice utter "manamana" (also his same word for "banana") periodically, in a distinctly different, gravelly voice. How cute is that?! 


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Also, friends, I finished our taxes today. Sweet relief.

Birds

New addition to Asher's bedroom. Bought the fabric months ago, 

finished the project up weeks ago, and finally hung it.

Fun Together