My Latest Obsession

I recently discovered a website that sells the CUTEST cloth diapers ever. Just look at this diaper!

Not only do the diapers come in really fun colors, but the mother who makes them will custom embroider them (for an added fee, or course). Fortunately, the size that Adam wears now (Medium Long, he's a tall boy!) will likely fit him until potty training, thanks to the adjustable snaps.

Yes, they are pricey, but I'd like to order a few more for him. Karl thinks I'm a little crazy. I'm not arguing him about that. But just look at some of these cute combinations!


I'd especially like to order this diaper, and have "Ziggy the Zebra" embroidered on it. So cute!
Since we go through a lot of diapers each day, they should be cute, right? Help me convince myself here!

89% of moms admit to letting themselves go...

Have you seen the shampoo commercial that flashes poses of a woman going through her young adult life, from a beautiful bride to a haggard mother? A message announces something like: "89% of moms admit to letting themselves go...take it back!" Then they tell you that by using Suave, or Pantene, or some other shampoo, you can somehow recover your lost beauty. Sadly, I was beginning to identify with the mom on that commercial, and I was beginning to suspect that it would take more than a some sodium-laureth-sulfate to cure my blahs.

So yesterday afternoon, when Karl was released from work early, he graciously pushed Adam's stroller around the Capitol Hill neighborhoods while I sat in a chair at Bubbles, the local haircut chain. The stylist listened closely as I told her that I don't usually blow dry or style my hair, and smiled when I said that my baby pulling my hair this morning made me decide that today was the day for a short cut. When I mentioned that my husband prefers my tresses in their long state, she asked for assurance that I would not be causing any marital strife with her scissors. I assured her that Karl had given his blessing and told her to do something that would "look nice with my face."

45 minutes later, my hair looked like this:

When I got home, I grabbed my old pair of glasses with their chunky brown frames. I had put them away about three years ago, but they work with this cut, so I'm keeping them.

Adam wrapped his arms around my neck this morning, but there was no hair to pull. Victory!

Green Eggs and Ham

I will not eat them, Sam I am!

I made myself a ham sandwich for lunch yesterday. It didn't seem like much so I searched the fridge for something to put on the side. I eyed the Easter eggs that I dyed for Adam's photo shoot and decided to eat one. So, with a grin, I grabbed the green one. Green eggs and ham!

It looked rather Atkins-ish so I added some spinach and berries. Much more balanced.

The Jolly Jumper

Easter 2008

We spent Adam's first Easter weekend in Newtown Square, PA, with his Grandpa and Grandma Russo and Aunt Karen. We worshiped at our beloved Tenth Presbyterian in the morning, and spent time together as a family for the afternoon.

Like my outfit?

Wow, is this for me???

Mom, Dad, you're going to have to work hard if you want to top this.


Adam had a little lamb

Let me show you how this book works.

Lions and Tigers and Bears, Oh My!

Grandpa Russo paid a visit this week. While he was here, we took a trip to the National Zoo.

The lions, tigers, and (panda) bears were fun for the adults, but Adam didn't seem to know what he was supposed to be looking at.


However, the aquatic life in the invertebrate house was a hit!
We all enjoyed watching the meercats and lion tamirins dart around the small mammal house.

The highlight of the trip was the butterfly room: Animals with pretty colors and brains too small to be afraid of little hands.
My personal favorite was the flamingos. Noisy, Noisy birds!

When we came home, Grandpa Russo and Adam had even more fun together. Grandpas have an extra-special source of energy, it seems.

Happy Easter...I guess.

Long Time, No Post

Sorry for the recent lack of postings. We've been very busy! First, Adam has become quite mobile. No, he's not exactly crawling yet, but he can rotate and roll around enough that nothing is safe! I have a feeling that crawling is just around the corner.




While my little Squirm-Squirm has been napping, I've been working on a project of my own. Our dining room has been a very plain off-white since we moved in. It was time for something more exciting. How about "deep pomegranate"?

We have curtains. As soon as Karl has a free moment, he promises to hang them for me.

The first color we chose ended up looking more magenta than plum. So we ditched that expensive Home Depot paint and ended up with something better from Wal-Mart. Go figure. It was much better quality, requiring only 2 coats instead of 4. I had a bit of fun painting over the magenta. My former roommates, Beth and Kristen, had a joke about painting kitties. When the two of them lived alone together, Kristen had two cats and Beth was an avid artist. As Beth painted, Kristen would ask "where's the kitty?" To satisfy this question, Beth began painting a kitty in the underpainting of her portraits. No one could see it when the painting was finished, but Beth and Kristen would know it was there. We've all kept the tradition in our household painting practices.


I also found time to bake a fun lemon cake from our America's Test Kitchen recipe book.
It was a lot of work, but pretty good. I don't know if I'll make the cake again, but I'll definately be using the icing. It's like a meringue, but cooked over the stove so it keeps it's peaks and is safe to eat.

On Friday, I had some other mommies and babies over to the house for a playgroup. Here is my freind Nicole and her baby girl, all bundled up for the trip around the corner form her house to mine.