And we're moving...

So, Wednesday I looked down and Elias was not where I had placed him. And he wasn't doing that backwards half-scoot half-roll thing he's been doing for the last 2 months. I walked away, turned to face him and called. He looked up, grinned that goofy "I'm so cute gotta love me" grin, and crawled to me. That's right---crawled right to my feet and whined that "Pick me up" whine. He hasn't slowed down since, either. Yesterday he decided that crawling wasn't enough. Jude has a big wheel type trike in our living room and it's just tall enough for BooBoo to pull himself up onto. And he's using it as a modified walker. THREE DAYS after crawling. I guess he's wanting to keep up with big brother.
Then, of Friday, Mark called me up saying that he just looked at a duplex he found on craigslist. We've been looking for a place to live since our apartment started collapsing into itself and it started raining inside whenever we had any kind of real rain (and I live in the GROUND FLOOR). Back to the duplex...so Mark tells me about it and he says I'm gonna love it. He takes off an hour early from work and we pack up the munchkins and head over. The landlord and his wife and dad are fixing it up as the last people did a number on the place. I looked around and fell in love. There are two bedrooms (good sized), 2 bathrooms, a garage, a cute kitchen, a fireplace, new carpet, paint, linoleum, a covered porch and A BACKYARD!!! Jude instantly loved it and was playing chase me with daddy right then and there. Elias worked his I'm So Cute magic with the landlady. The price was right so we signed our application right there. And at 8pm I got the phone call I have been waiting for for 2 years---"It's yours if you want it". Do I EVER! So, As of the end of this month my apartment days are over...
Another amazing twist for our amazing Friday (sealing it all off as the day being an act of God) Mark got his first account for his new business.
The Westover Family is on our way!

Jude's Favorite Color

For some reason I never really thought about what Jude's favorite color was. I'm not sure why, it just hadn't crossed my mind.
Well, about 2 months ago whilst knitting myself a pair of socks, Jude asked for his very own. I agreed and yesterday took him to Joann Fabrics for some yarn.
I figured I would just grab and go, but a little last minute experiment of comparing colors chose the yarn for us. I grabbed a green and a yellow and he chose the green. A blue and green and he chose the blue, a blue and red and he chose the red. Red and yellow: Red. Red and black: Red. Red and Green: RED
After we got home and I looked around at Judes things I started to notice something:
Jude's favorite movies:



Jude's Favorite Tee:


Jude's favorite cars: (yep, that's 3 Lightening McQueens)


Jude's favorite sunglasses:


Now, Jude's soon to be favorite socks:


Good thing he looks good in red, huh

DA!

There it is. Elias' first word. DA. As in "Hey, that's my Dad! Come and pick me up 'cause I'm cute!" No, it isn't a fluke. We checked. Just like every mom who has nursed her baby every 4 hours for the last nearly 7 months, who has arose from her slumber every time he has called to be cuddled, who has offered the very essence of her being to the raising of her child I hoped that my reward would be that first wonderful word being Mama! But alas, it is not to be.
It happened while Jude and Elias were tackling me awake this morning. Mark walked in the bedroom and said "Hi my babies!" Elias looked up and clear as day said "Da!" We chalked it up to possible baby babble and went on with the day. Then Mark came home for lunch, which is an unusual treat. Elias again looked up and holding up his arms in excitement says "Da!" It's true. Momma gets no satisfaction.

Elias Is A Picky Eater

It's amazing how picky a six month old can be. Elias has absolutly refused to eat food that is good for starting (i.e. carrots, applesauce, pear puree. You know, typical Gerber fodder) However, he will eat pieces of pepperoni, bits of bagel, ice cream and the piece de resistance: Otter Pops. Yep, I said it. That frozen treat of ice flavored with sugar and coloring that stains your tongue for hours. He goes CRAZY when he sees that stick of yummy goodness walk by in Daddy's hand. And then, if he's just withing reach, he grabs it, chomps down on the open end and DOES NOT LET GO. I even offer to nurse and he won't let go. It's insane the sugar crazies.

Jude Loves You!

Startitis Big Time

So, I have decided that I have the worst startitis habit in the world. For those who have no idea what I am talking about, startitis is a disorder that knitters get. We will start a project. And start another project. And start another project. And start---well, you get the idea.
The problem I am having is a bit of stash burning ickies. Due to the fact the we have 2 kids in diapers and gas is $4.25 a gallon, my yarn fund has dimished to a skein a month if I am lucky. This is not condusive to sweater knitting or any other large project for that matter because the same lot number is not going to be there for 8 months. So, I have been burning through the 1/2, one, two and three skein onlies in my stash. A pair of socks here, a purse there, a throw on the needles, etc. However, there are only so many mittens and ear warmers one can make before totally losing your mind! What makes it worse is I am a total pattern whore. I have THOUSANDS of patterns---internet patterns, .pdf files, books, magazines (ohhhh, I heart magazines!). So, whenever I need inspiration, I meander through the pages of my computer, notebooks or magazines (ohhhh, I heart magazines!). I know, someone with startitis doesn't necessarily need inspiration (as we usually have too much), but I do it anyways. Now, I can't focus. What I have been doing is whilst trying to burn my stash creatively, I start several things and realize I really don't like the color, shape, stitches, or yarn. And then I start something else. Repeat. And I long for a knit/crochet sweater and this beautifully cabled jacket that I am DYING to make, but can't unless I want to bring my own costume to tryouts of Joseph and the Tecnicolor Dreamcoat. UGGHH!!!
Now that I have vented on you I will obediently return to my stash. I will pick ONE (ok, maybe three) projects and finish them. Maybe I will post my projects here, and show my progress and use you as my check. Ohhhh, the gears are turning....

I've Been A Bad Blogger

So sorry y'all for the lag in posts. I'm not going to just start a blog and then leave you hanging for the rest of all time and stuff. Let me bring you up to date.
The boys are great. Elias is working on 3 more teeth, and he is FINALLY starting to sleep through the night. I can say that I have slept over 10 hours total the last 2 days. Now that's a miracle short of the Red Sea Parting. Jude is looking forward to his first movie in a REAL theatre. We are planning on going to a showing of wall-E as soon as it's out. He just became the proud owner of Toy Story 1 and 2 over the weekend and we have watched them a total of 16 times EACH. When he gets on a kick, he goes. Thankfully the weather here is looking up so we can have some outside time. Did you know it SNOWED here on Monday? Yup. Big fat wet flakes in the rain. It's June, people. And they say we have global warming. OBVIOUSLY they haven't been to Vancouver/Portland lately.
News in the world of Angela: An essay I wrote has been accepted for the Cast-On podcast! I just recorded and sent it to Brenda, said podcast's host. As soon as it airs I will post a link to the specific podcast, but until then here's a link to the page: www.cast-on.com Go, explore, enjoy.
My battery on my laptop is dying and until I get the socket for the charger cord repaired, I have to sign off and shut down to prop the computer in this weird cockeyed angle to get it to charge. I have more pictures and stories to post, so I promise I will get on that soon! Until then, enjoy the SUN!!!