Call to arms... vote for Haze!

I don't mean to be one of those moms, but I truly believe that Hazel is GORGEOUS!  Since I can't take her in public without being told this repeatedly, I consider it a confirmed truth.  Like evolution (oh my goodness... now there is an open can of worms in this post!).

Ok, so I'm not out to exploit this beautiful babe, but I can't look at a baby magazine or baby advertisement without thinking how Hazel would be a cuter model... so I've entered her in the Parents Cover Model Contest!  Go Hazel, Go Hazel, Go!  Nine of the finalists will be chosen by Parents editors (totally gonna be Haze) and one is picked by reader vote (just in case, would you help me out please?)

The Reader's Choice works like this:  each week, the previous week's entrants are able to have people vote on their babe.  Here's the official stuff for Hazel's week:  WK 8: For contest entries submitted between 5/22 11:01 p.m. CST and 5/29 11:00 p.m. CST, the Photo Faves voting period begins 5/31 12:00 a.m. CST and ends 6/6 11:59 p.m. CST

So, starting on MONDAY (it's a holiday, don't pretend you're too busy to do this!), I would really appreciate it if you would go to:  http://www.parents.com/photos/photo-contests-1/2010-parents-cover-contest/1890700035/

Hazel has 6 photos.  Vote for one, vote for ALL, but PLEASE VOTE EVERY DAY and get your friends (or borrow their computers... I'm such a cheater!) to vote too!


the power of smell

Though I can make NO claims to be an active mama, I do take Hazel on short walks each day.  You see, over the hill and through the woods is my parents' house... and they never run out of bread or hestitate to provide an impromptu babysit so I can get SOMETHING done.

This past week each time I walk through the woods, I am quite literally FLOODED with memories associated with the divine smell of a Pennsylvania summer.  I never noticed or appreciated it before.  But after living away for 2 years, it is INTENSE.

Thousands upon thousands of hours reading books IN trees and telling stories around the campfire on this property.  Thousands upon thousands of dips into the Clarion River and walks around Cooks Forest.  Thousands upon thousands of life changing experiences at Camp Lutherlyn.  (95% of my summer memories involve one of those three places.  Call me predictable, but that is EXACTLY how I plan to divide my time this summer!)

Today I worked up a sweat on this short walk and I can't help but shiver with dread... AND the relief of comfort... as I remember what a Pennsylvania summer feels like (Oregon is not overly hot and never humid).

Hello Pennsylvania summer!  I'm happy to be here with you.


Button Button. I love my Button!

It's GIVEAWAY time on my other blog.  The prize? Your very own button!  So head over to Lazy Green Mama and check it out!  Contest ends Sunday, June 6th!  The sooner you enter, the more referrals (via a post on your blog) you might make and the more entries you earn!


May I recommend:

I just finished checking my email which was full of links my mom thought I'd be interested in.  She's right.  Especially because none of them pertained to finding a real job ;)

One of my mom's closest friends is a yoga instructor/ chef in England.  Anyone want to join me for a week-long retreat?  http://www.yogajenny.realpages.co.uk/holidays_retreats.htm  Oh My GOODNESS does that sound like heaven! 

My mom is helping me by clicking on ads on my other website.  THANKS MOM.  Surprisingly, or not so surprisingly really (thanks google), she is finding all kinds of great stuff for her two nature-lovin' baby-makin' daughters.  We've been looking for a Pittsburgh-based natural baby store and she finally found it:  http://www.happybabycompany.com/ .  Can't WAIT to visit (of course, we live 2 hours away and were in the area this past Saturday.  Drat!)!

Happy dreaming/ planning/ shopping!


New series: mama of the year

Have you ever noticed that I like to confess things on this blog?  It makes me feel better.  Some of my ancestors were Catholic, perhaps that's why.

Feeding my baby puffs/cereal/apple chunks for breakfast by pouring them into the seat of her Bumbo and letting her dig them out so that my hands are free to play around in blogland.


my niche

Ok, I spent an hour trying to make a button (yes, it's boring) and manipulate html code so that you can post it to your page.  But I've failed miserably and only have my frustration to show for all the work.

Remember when I said that I wanted to start a Lazy Green Mama blog?  Well, I have!  I'll post at least once a week, on Sunday at 3pm.


Bear with me... I'm attempting something new here.  Need to finish during naptime.  Will explain later.


Happy Mother's Day!

Happy Mother's Day to all you mothers out there... and all you future mothers ;)

Hazel and I would like to make a special shout-out to:

Grandmere Baird
Grandma Kosker
GiGi Krumich
Llama Orris
Aunt Marianne

We are blessed to have so many amazing mothers in our life.  Thank you all for being a source of inspiration and a well of love!


10 Months and a wee bit WILD

thanks to Mary Beth D. for the super fun diaper cover.  it is not to be used as a cloth diaper cover because it does not have a moisture barrier.  notes about the pics:  have you ever seen the back of knees having 2 creases?; Dear Aveeno:  yes this baby is available for modeling.  She would like to be paid enough to ensure that her mama never has to return to work.;  Jakes like to treat Hazel like a monkey and have her hold on while he crawls around.

If you're an extremely dedicated reader, you might have noticed that I skipped the 9 month post.  Hazel told me not to write it, so I listened.  Ok, in fact she said "da da da.  da da."  Repeatedly for the past 2 months.  Typically that means "I want dada to change this smelly diaper." (works like a charm!).  It seems that "d" is the only constant she can make.  Though she has a very sweet voice, I'm ready for more!  Hazel's voice is so sweet that she charms even herself.  She loves to yell, not in anger, but just to hear herself.  This is especially true in enclosed spaces (mental note:  need to find a public library that is outdoors.  Hazel's joyful yelling was not fully appreciated this week when she was hanging out in her backpack while I spent some time at the library!).

Speaking of more, as of last week, she is officially a crawler!  I've spent the past hour on Amazon comparing gates for the top of our stairs.  SCARY!  The world is now officially her oyster.  Wait, that makes no sense.  Am I mixing metaphors again?

At 10 months, Hazel continues to be a social butterfly and really puts on the charm for members of the male species.  Now where did she learn that (I ask as I bat my eyelashes at every male who passes by.)?  She loves attention and when we're in public she twists in her chair until every single person is smiling at her!  She'll eat anything we feed her, though I still make a lot of her food by pureeing veggies and fruits.  She also seems to like paper now that she can move around and get it.  DRAT!

Along with crawling, she has mastered the art of changing from a prose position to sitting (yikes, need to lower her mattress PRONTO!) and she has pulled herself up to a standing position about 5 times (I helped her for the picture)! 

Her favorite activity is sitting on her daddy's shoulders while he runs around.  Giggles galore!  Last night he put her in her chariot (a fancy trailer for kids to ride in behind a bike) and rode her up to visit Grandma Orris (meaning mooch dinner off of her...again!).  She acted like a QUEEN!  Smiling and waving her arms.  Seriously, who taught her this stuff?

She also has officially adopted a dolly.  At night she scoops it to her chest or lays her head on its soft head.   When we snuggle together in the morning, she tries to use me as her dolly and hugs my arm and/or puts her forehead so it touches my face.  Each time I find a new depth of love pouring out of me!

She can also mimic!  When I took her to my mom's elementary music class, she clapped her hands when the kids were clapping and during choir practice, she watches my mom (the choir director) and waves her arms in the air (I have a sneaking suspicion that my mom does the same thing... waves her arms willie nilly and we follow.  KIDDING!  She's a fabulous director!).

What else?  She is now into 12 month clothing, very age appropriate.  And though I haven't officially weighed her, she's H.E.A.V.Y!  I expect to have toned arms any minute :)

And finally, SLEEP!  The most beautiful sound I ever heard... (just try to get West Side Story out of your head all you music geeks!)... SLEEP.  Though Hazel is not one of those 12-14 hour straight freaks (hear my bitterness and jealousy?), she is predictable.  It took her a few nights, but she taught us that 7:00pm is her bedtime.  She is very adamant about that.  She does sleep for 12 hours, rousing 2-4 times typically between 4:00am and 7:00am.  Once arising for the day, she is ready for a nap EXACTLY 3 hours later.  She'll sleep 1-2 hours and then is ready for her next nap EXACTLY 3 hours later.  3 hours after that it's right about 7:00pm.  Perfect-o!


genetics can be scary

My mom sent me these photos this morning.  EVERY SINGLE PERSON who meets Hazel and also knows my father comments on their similarities.  I don't even think my mom realized that Hazel and my dad have the same facial expressions in every picture.  She didn't even snap a pic of Hazel making the trademark "Orris smile" (lips sealed and sucked in, corners turned up).  My favorite picture of them is the one in which my dad is simultaneously turning her head and pulling her pacifier out!

The bottom corner pic is of Hazel helping her Grandma O. organize the (scary) container cupboard.  They had a blast!  Why we ever buy real toys for Hazel is beyond me!  Grandma is currently healing from an ankle replacement surgery, so I'm not quite sure how she managed to babysit, but she did!  THANKS mom!


da bomb

ok, so I've been neglecting my blog.  and/or only writing boring posts.  well hell, i have so many excuses that you really don't want to hear.  however, i think of countless blog topics throughout my day and really wish i had a personal assistant who could then promptly write up the blog i have in my head.  this morning, i created a witty post about how my medicine cabinet holds 5 toothbrushes... for 2 adults.  to briefly summarize that cliff hanger:  it's gotten to the point where there are so many toothbrushes in there that i can't remember which are mine.  so i use them in rotation.  my husband said that it's ok.  we're tight like that.

that last sentence reminds me of this wicked cool climb down at NRG (new river gorge, wv).  it's called "keep it tight or give me aids".  HILARIOUS, eh?  oh wait, i'm not cool rock climber j-rok anymore.  forget i went there with the blog.

see, this is why i don't blog.  i sit down and then i experience what i assume might be a crack heads attention span.

let's go back to the beginning.  da bomb.  cynthia.  she is da bomb because she loves my blog and her comments give me inspiration to immediately post another blog.  plus, she is the friend who explained to me what "69" means.  it does NOT involve someone doing a handstand.  in case that's what you thought too.

today's inspiration?   (j-rok, either get to the freakin' point or post a picture of hazel)

a few weeks old.  sigh.  i already don't remember when she looked like that!  i love my little frog (am i talking about jake or hazel?).

flannel wipes, a tutorial at the request of cynthia
(wait, this reminds me of when two of my oregonian friends, leslie and laura, talked about me behind my back to discuss whether i'm a big enough hippy to use flannel wipes.  so, they burst out laughing when i shared my excitement with them when i bought my first set.  to know me is to love me.)

OK!  So, the flannel wipe is actually the LAZIEST, EASIEST way to be green.  (this reminds me of how i keep meaning to start a Lazy Green Mama blog)  I've used them two ways:
1.  in a constant moistened (made you think of 69, eh?) state by storing them a wipe warmer.  i prefer the Prince Lionhart warmer 'cause it has this sponge thing that helps keep them fresh longer and keeps them from drying out too quickly.  i fold them accordian style (so they pull out just like disposables) directly from the washing machine.  they're wet, but not dripping. 
2.  i've been lazier than usual lately so i've been throwing them into the dryer with the diapers and then shoving them helter-skelter into the wipe warmer (which i don't turn on).  then i either just pat her dry or spritz a little bum genius cleaner (which will turn into plain water or water with a drop of Dr. Bronner's once the official cleaner is gone) on her and/or the wipe when things are a little gooey. 
*for really POOPY diapers, i sometimes use disposable wipes.  but the cloth wipes do wash easily.  i even use them as hankies sometimes... so they better wash thoroughly!  hear that ancient washing machine?  consider yourself warned.

any other questions?