Hey guys! Wow, another week gone and it’s almost…MARCH?
Which means it’s almost April, which means it’s almost FLORIDA TIME, when we will be here:
You could say I’m a little excited.
I actually think I’ve managed to stay pretty positive this winter, but the constant near-zero temps are definitely getting old. I haven’t spent more than 30 seconds outside (while running to/from the car) in weeks.
I already suspect that it’s not that healthy to live in these conditions, and then you add in the fact that we’re constantly battling germs over here…
Right on the heels of Mason’s pink eye episode, the husband came down with some weird flu-like thing, and now I’ve had a sore throat for a few days.
It doesn’t help that Mason haaaatttes washing his hands (kinda like he hates 98% of the tasks of daily living…oh toddlers). I spent a long time hunting for some kind of natural, not-harsh-chemical-laced antibacterial wipes I could use on him when I didn’t feel like tackling the Great Handwashing Battle (so, multiple times a day). My first find was a total fail—the wipes smelled exactly like the nasty herbal spray I use on our plants to keep rabbits away, and I found myself, unsurprisingly, never touching it.
Then, I was thrilled to find this:
Way to go, Honest Co! Total lifesaver. Smells amazing, and Mason actually likes holding his hands out to get sprayed. (P.S. This isn’t a sponsored post or anything…I just really love this product and had to share!)
Anyway, in summary: if it weren’t for that Florida light at the end of the tunnel, I don’t know what I’d be doing right now.
Staying busy helps. I make sure we get out of the house every day, if only to run to the gym or on some quick errands. And our town is great about organizing tons of family-friendly events, like the train show we checked out last weekend.
(He still gets shell-shocked by the whole selfie thing, ha.)
But a lot of our time is spent like this:
I’m so grateful that Mason loves his little brother so much. Joshie has helped temper MANY toddler meltdown moments.
He’s like our little buddha—we bring him into a situation, and he just instantly calms everyone down. The toddler who was screaming seconds before is suddenly babbling in baby talk, poking at his brother (trying to figure out how to play with him? haha).
Oh, and somehow, that tiny baby we just had is 6 months old now.
…Which means we’ve officially reached the drop-dead deadline for starting solids. Ugh.
I put off the whole baby food thing as long as I possibly could—such a hassle!—but I guess it has to be done. We’ve been dabbling in some pureed avocado, mixed with breastmilk, and it’s been about as tedious and inconvenient as I anticipated. Haha.
Welp, that’s where we’re at right now! Quite the thrilling life, right?
(Florida, Florida, Florida…like a mantra…)
Have a lovely weekend.