life update

Life has been busy on our pseudo-farm.  We FINALLY started getting eggs from our chickens :)  YUM... actually, between Jake and Hazel, I've never eatten one.... dirty rotten thieves!  Side note:  don't give fresh eggs to your baby to hold.  She will put it in her mouth (BARF) and then drop it (oops!).  Like my bro-in-law said, currently, each egg has cost about $500... so we need  A LOT more eggs to justify the costs of feed and housing for our flock of chickens!

Last weekend, Jake baby proofed our 2nd story main entrance porch.  Now that Hazel is a walker, we had to be so careful to never leave the doors cracked.  She is one fast baby! 
Farmer Cob hard at work.  He is a HUGE perfectionist, so this project took much longer than expected.  But it looks great!  Having my husband on a ladder for a whole day was my idea of hell (I'm a rock climber who is TERRIFIED of ladders.  Granted, we've got some bad family history with ladders!).

My dad was a huge help and offered to build us a gate for the top of the porch stairs.  We had NO idea what to do there, so it's helpful to have a wood worker for a dad!

With "her" men hard at work on the porch, Hazel enjoyed "supervising" from the yard.  We found my parents' old wooden play pen and it makes the perfect BABY CAGE :)

Wait, this feels like jail.  HELLO... anyone gonna play with me?  Is this jail?  HELP!

Other recent events:  2 weekends ago Jake and I spent the night with my cousin and her hubby, Michelle and Mike Uram.  I discovered that Mike is quite the culinary genius... I plan on visiting them much more often (ok, I really like their company too!).  Then the Kosker trio headed over to Lake Arthur to go for a family bike ride.  Let's just say it was a disaster.  Let's just say that Jake spent over an hour trying to fix his bike.  Let's just say that I rode with Hazel's chariot behind me and Jake drove to meet us at the end.  Let's just say that my bike doesn't work too well and the gears don't shift right.  Let's just say that it was a disaster.

However, then we drove to Pittsburgh where we enjoyed Shannon's incredible hospitality (as in, she give us reign of her apartment and even her bedroom!) and ate the most amazing Italian food with Tanya and Jason.  Then the Tosts and Koskers rocked out (kinda... I'm such a rocker... like rocking chair rocker...) at Jake's brother's band's reunion show.  It was awesome to see the Juliana Theory on stage again and we were once again blown away by Josh's talents.  Of course, the highlight for me was when the wife of another band member introduced herself... she recognized me from the photos Josh (Hazel's Uncle) had been showing her of his Niece.  He wins most adorable Uncle award for that one! 

This weekend we return to Pittsburgh because Shannon's bed is really comfortable and there's a bakery around the corner.  Ok, that's kinda true, but the real reason is that Friday night I'm taking a friend (Bre Chisolm) out on the town for her bachelorette party and Saturday is the boys night (for the groom, Trenton Moulin, a lifetime friend of mine).  LOOK OUT PITTSBURGH (yeah right!).


FrakenZel or HazelStein?

I kid you not... the following photos are unposed, unedited, semi unsupervised (I mean, how can I stop her from eating dirt AND photograph her walking?).  These photos took place over about 3 minutes...  it's the arms that kill me!  Slowly she is beginning to take a few cautious steps without her arms straight out, but like most milestones, I'm in no hurry to encourage that... 'cause her walk CRACKS ME UP!

(I'm addicted to collages.  Is there a help group for this?)  Click on the collage to view larger.


A perfect summer day.

Hazel goes to Cook Forest State Park! (a true summer tradition for the Orris & Krumich families. We are lucky enough to have relatives that have a cabin along the river... so Hazel will grow up loving this patch of land!)
Swimming in the Clarion River. By the end of the summer, the water is warm enough to actually enjoy (I have almost bath water standards) and the river is shallow enough to be able to walk 3/4 of the way across. Hazel had a blast playing in the shallow water with her Great Aunt Amy... and then later clinging to her mama while we floated in the deeper sections. For those of you that have been to Cook Forest, don't those pictures of the river bring the vivid smells of the river and the woods to you?

Of course, any true perfect summer day includes...WATERMELON! As you can see, Hazel loves it! I gave her a HUGE FAT piece that she kept dropping because it was so heavy... and yet, she made short work of it! Good to the last bite :)
And finally (or actually throughout the day), we dug out a 20-year-old-but-still-as-good-as-new baby swing. Oh man did Hazel L.O.V.E. that! Luckily for us, the owners of that swing (my Aunt Amy is pictured below) were more than willing to pass the swing on to us.



bad baby advice

My sister's gonna have her first baby fairly soon, and I thought I'd be helpful and give her a collection of the WORST baby advice out there.

I read quite a few books about getting your newborn to sleep.  One of them was adamant about having specific nap times and durations... as in, you put your baby to sleep at 1:00 pm NO MATTER WHAT and WAKE THEM UP at 2:00 p.m. NO MATTER WHAT.  At the time, I took it to heart, I mean they're the experts, but I looked and looked and looked in that book to find time tables.  I mean, how would I know how long to let them sleep and how often as they grew?  I was so frustrated and completely house bound because it would be so wrong to leave the house and interrupt a nap time...  Turns out, after I followed my instincts and let this little peach sleep AS LONG AS SHE WANTED (and wherever we were) it all fell in to place.  Fortunately, after a few months I figured out that she did sleep according to a pattern.  Since about 4 months of age, she can be awake for about 3 hours between sleeps.  So regardless of whether she falls asleep at 6pm (sometimes she does) or 8pm, I "help" her sleep through the night (anyone else want to write about the whole letting them scream it out idea?) and start counting down the nap clock when she wakes up (at 5am, 6am, or 7am).

WHAT'S THE WORST BABY ADVICE YOU'VE HEARD (and/or tried to follow)


the kosker's celebrate their 4th

Today is a rainy day, much unlike the perfect day 4 years ago when I married my best friend.  Yes, we canoed on our wedding day.  It's been incredibly (mostly) smooth sailing (paddling) ever since.  I love him.


comment snafu

Thanks to Shannon for pointing out that the blog comments weren't ever appearing.  I've been logging in under my Lazy Green Mama account and didn't realize the comments didn't appear for moderation.

So thanks to all 34 of you who commented!  It was like a comment Christmas for me :)


the forager's daughter

About a year ago, Hazel started urban foraging (remember when her dad was written up in a big newspaper about his urban foraging expertise? Hazel always joined him- snug in the Sleepy Wrap- on those early morning adventures. Here's the old post about it.)

Yesterday, I took advantage of Hazel's morning nap to gather the perfectly ripe blackberries growing about 20 feet outside my door. Is life good OR WHAT? I don't have to drive anywhere or pay anyone or worry about trespassing... these bushes are MINE! Unfortunately, Hazel woke up and I wasn't done. So I sat her on the path thinking she'd enjoy looking around and wouldn't move because that's what she usually does on the grass. LOOK WHAT HAPPENED!

I didn't teach her to go for the black ones... she just did! Is she amazing OR WHAT? I'm sure that this was her favorite snack time yet... despite the scratch she got when she got a little too adventurous. Darn thorny bushes (she didn't even cry, I just noticed it later!). Still waiting for this snack to "turn up". Yes, the excitement on the Kosker Farm is never ending...