Thursday, March 31, 2011

Book Guilt...

There is nothing worse than reading a book that someone else is waiting for you to finish(ok, there might be a few things that are worse, but not many)...

Luke is waiting for me to finish a book at the moment because he wants to read it. Bring on the book guilt! Every time I have a spare minute I think, "Shoot! I should be finishing that book so Luke can read it!"... right now I feel guilty for blogging as I have images of an impatient Luke tapping his foot, arms crossed looking disappointingly in my direction.

Don't get me wrong, he's doesn't really care. If he was really that desperate to read a book he'd go get one. This book just happens to be one of the few in the house that he hasn't actually read.

In any case, Finn has been giving me plenty of opportunity to read. Now that he can sit up, unwavering for a limitless amount of time (ain't he the cleverest!?), I can just spread some toys on the floor and he'll sit up contentedly grabbing whatever toys he wants and pull himself back up to sitting. Quite a feat as I can hardly reach down while sitting and pull myself back up without falling. He probably even has better posture than me.

I guess what I'm saying is I can be really irresponsible and leave my baby practically unattended while I read :)

In other news of things-that-are-keeping-me-from-finishing-that-damn-book. MY grandparents flew in from Ireland the other day to meet the first great-grandchild :) He loves them, they love him, I love everyone...it all works out quite nicely if you ask me.
Did I mention it was warm enough for short sleeves? Hallelujah!



After a while he got bored and started playing with his hands...

Friday, March 25, 2011

I Think I Might Have Arthritis...

I'm an old person stuck inside a 23 year-old's body. Its true. Always have been. My friends in high school used to affirm this for me when I wouldn't stay out past 9pm. My roommates in college did the same thing. Luke affirms my senior status now. Here's an example:

Me: "Hey, Luke...Do you want to go to dinner tomorrow night?"

Luke: "Tomorrow night? Or do you mean tomorrow afternoon?"

Hardy Har Har...just because I like to eat dinner at 5 o'clock on Saturday. Oy vey.

And besides my penchant for eating dinner at a ridiculously early hour I have a few more geriatric qualities to add to my repertoire.

Golden Girls? My favorite show.

930pm? My bedtime.

Mashed Potatoes and Gravy? My favorite food.

Not to say my life is boring. Just like every other centenarian out there, during the day I can keep up with all the whippersnappers. I run 5 miles, go to spin class, mother a child and all that good stuff...

...but you know I'd rather be playing shuffle board (just kidding).

It's like the Curious Case of Benjamin Button...but I'm at the part where Brad Pitt is super hot but pretty old....yeah. Something like that...

Thank you for being a friend :)

Monday, March 21, 2011

Half a Year Old...

My boy is just growing up so fast, ain't he? And we celebrated accordingly last week with cupcakes and cookies and all kinds of junk food. And while he can't eat cupcakes and junk food I'm pretty sure he appreciated the gesture nonetheless...and the fact that his mom was all hopped up on sugar for the afternoon and therefore in a fantastic mood.

Anywho, this talented guy has learned a lot in the last half-year. He can sit up all by himself, roll over, gurgle like Chewbaca, eat all sorts of pureed veggies, poop out all sorts of pureed veggies, and suck on his own toes at will. I'm a pretty proud mama.

And beside the fact that everyone we come in contact with calls him chunky his 6 month checkup proved otherwise. Weighing in at 16.5 lbs, hes actually pretty average. about the 30th percentile and such.

Height-wise he's 26.5" long (Once, again pretty average...45th percentile) and the doctor said he's a perfect, healthy little boy with a bit of dry skin. Shuper Shweet.

Tuesday, March 15, 2011

Oh, Doctor Who...

...you make me so happy.

In the ever present lulls that come with being the stay-at-home-mothership I'm often flicking through the channels on the boob tube to fill my brain with useless matter. Hey, I've graduated college and stuff, my brain NEEDS useless matter!

And what show never fails to make my heart smile with joy? Let's just say no one makes me want to travel through time and space more than the good Doctor. Plus, David Tennant and Matt Smith are totally my sexy-nerdy type. Don't ask me to choose between the two, either. Because I can't.

I like the show so much Finn's 1st birthday party will be themed accordingly. And yeah, its going to be the middle of September but guess who is going to wear the infamous scarf? Luke. That's who. And guess who is getting a TARDIS cake? Finn. That's who.

Oh man, it must be slow around here if I'm already planning Finn's birthday party 6 months before the fact. Shoot.

So Doctor, thanks for filling my time with unrealistic aliens and fantastical plots. And thanks, Blogger for filling the 15 minutes before Doctor Who comes on :)

Can you tell I have a type? :)

Thursday, March 3, 2011

Just Hanging Out...Being Groovy...

...yes, not a whole lot going on in the Rebarchik household. However, we DO walk to the mailbox most days and here are some pictures of my cutie pie doing such:




Most kids would lean back in their strollers, but apparently Finn is like, way to cool for school to be doing that. So he sits up the whole time even if it means hes going to hit his head on the tray in front of him when we go down a curb. The price you pay for being a cool kid, I guess :)

As you can see from the mundane pictures I find oh-so-exciting there is a tad bit of cabin fever going on. Yes, we make a weekly trip to Borders, the grocery store, etc.
But thats not stopping me from looking at the window and desperately wishing on a falling star for warm weather to go walking in...or just going OUTSIDE for more than 5 minutes would be nice.

With all this nothing going on I did find it within myself to start AND finish a book. A book mostly about a small boy who goes nuts and stabs his mom. After finishing it I'm pretty sure I need to start watching my back...yeah, bad choice in the literature department :)