a friend from far, far away

I've been on a blogging break because Bo and I have been traveling out in the wild, wild west.  But before we left, we had the privilege of welcoming Jenny back to the USA!  My friend Jenny from both Taylor and Charlotte days moved to Kenya as I moved out (see here) and actually lived in the same little  house I did!  I was so excited to be her first stop in the States and hear all the news of Kijabe.  Bo and I were her welcoming committee at JFK and brought her a grand old flag to wave with pride.  (Also I had some pride that I'd made my first trip out to the airport, and got there right on time!) 

She brought Bo this bib, among other things . . .

Which he tried to eat . . .

We took turns on baby duty so the other could get a little crafting in . . .

Jenny made me this:

We spent most of her three days here running errands, which is not really very fun.  Especially when it's hot.  And the baby has decided that he HATES his car seat.  Poor Jenny.

Poor Moosey.

I snapped this pic during one of the 'sit in the backseat and cajole the baby' sessions.

So finally on our last night here, I made sure we walked down to our waterfront to catch the sunset AND that we'd made a trip to my favorite ice cream spot.

And grabbed a shot of Jenny at the pier.  Long Island at it's best.

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Leaving now for a jaunt to Idaho for Megan's wedding.  So thankful Jenny is flying with us!  Can't wait to see Erin and her baby!

And then it's off to OK to see the Andersons!

Prayers for this epic journey are appreciated.

We'll miss you so much, Daddy!

while daddy's at work

While Matt's at work, I try to text him lots of pictures of our adventures throughout the day.  He's in a really rough rotation right now so we try to cheer him up.  So here are some of the pics he's treated to: 

morning grins in ducky pj's

the day mommy must've gone crazy to take a 2-month-old to the beach:

We didn't have a beach canopy yet so I rigged up this masterpiece:

and managed to achieve this:

until this ruined my day:

and my umbrella.

Have I showed you this one?  Pretty cute. 

Bo's other swimsuit, pretty manly:

grins

beach sky in the evening

 (matt gets home at 8:30 pm so it's up to me to show him the sunset)

first time in big boy bulldog pj's 

smiles

projectile spitup

drooly mcdroolerson ruined the name tag he got from his baby class at the library.

tired boys.

stuffing his fist in his mouth... 

but our FAVORITE part of the day is when DADDY gets home!!!

smiles for daddy!

patriotic baby

I kind of forgot about these pictures from Bo's first 4th of July.

First of all, his Uncle Adam and friend Brandon were visiting for the weekend, so all sort of crazy stuff happened, like fried pickles and Bo riding Moose:

On the 4th Bo slept the longest sleep of his life, until 7:45, so both America and Erica were celebrating some independence that day!  (It has not happened since, but it was a nice treat!)  We roused everyone for the local parade, but Bo slept through the entire thing!

Which was kind of amazing because it featured like 30 different fire departments, each one loud and honky.  

Just because Bo was sleeping didn't mean his stroller couldn't be patriotic. . .

We had a barbecue with church friends that afternoon and they lent us their Bumbo.  Bo looked so funny and relaxed in it with his arm draped over the side...

Tired hot family.

We love the USA!

my spot

I'd mentioned to Matt how I'd like a spot to sew, and one day I came home to a sewing table!  Matt made a table in our dining room that folded out on hinges, so we can use it as a buffet for our fancy meals (which rarely/never happens) and I can use the entire dining room as my crafting area, which is more often how you'll find the space.  

Recently we found a big bolt of Waverly fabric at a garage sale that we took home for $3 and I made a skirt for the table to hide my sewing machine and bins behind. 

So I'm headed there now to work on a couple different projects I've got going.

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And those fingers taste GREAT.

a little too little

When my mom was here, we decided to experiment with sticking Bo in the exersaucer that we inherited from a friend.  Matt does NOT love the exersaucer or the space it takes up in our house . . . but turns out the baby likes it.  So I put him in it every day for a little bit, despite the fact that he's can barely see over the side of the seat.  I just stuff a little burp cloth down in there with him to give some extra support and he stays occupied for a while.

I just get a kick our of his skinny legs sticking out the bottom.

Bo loves looking at the little bee.  It must be the stripes, or maybe because it looks so friendly, but he is entranced.  

 

Sometimes he'll give the flower a moment of his attention . . .

But then it's back to the bee. 

(always close by. . . love that face)

 

Yep, the bee.