TruMama

Throwing their limbs into the air

Leaves landing everywhere

Autumn confetti

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Trying to stay trendy with little dirty hands and mouth, while carrying a sippy cup and juggling a boy with trucks is not so easy.  I tend to go for comfort every time.  I always see cool stuff in shops and think to myself, “I could throw this on to run to the store.”  Yet, when the time comes, I’m in my sweatpants.  Yep.  Every.  Single.  Time.  I want to change, but I can’t.  However, I have found one possible solution…jeggings!

I usually like to have my socks on.  (Wigwams are the best.)  But, these little numbers have proven quite comfortable.

I also don’t do hair, but I feel in love with this headband…too bad it broke!

This post is making me sound real stylish, I know.  I have good intentions, it’s just the follow through is difficult for me.  Maybe next time I’ll be the mama at the store picking up a few groceries, with baby in tow, looking like I stepped out of a magazine…NOT!

Ice cream sandwiches

Tools so I can fix my trucks

Crushed ice

Balloons, especially BIG ones

Happy Thanksgiving!

One minute you’re a baby and then with the swift sweep of the razor…poof…you’re a little boy.

(These two pics were taken the same exact day.  Just a few hours apart.)

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You love your food. Maybe it was the careful attention I paid to everything I ate while you were inside of me. (A berry bowl every morning. Freshly blended smoothies every night. Spinach or peas at dinner.) Maybe it’s the fact that your dad has created the most healthy eating environment for you possible.  I’m not quite sure what the reason, but you came out of the womb with an appetite. A BIG, ginormous appetite…an all-day-and-all-night appetite.

3 days old and you’d hug the bottle every hour and a half to two hours as if you were completely starving. Making the sweetest little sounds as you filled your belly.

Look at you now…a year and a half later. Perched on daddy’s lap. (Your favorite spot.) You still got it going on. I’m not a good cook by any means. Actually, I suck. But I try. I try so hard for you. I love how you love to eat and it makes me feel good to nourish you. To be able to give you something you find pleasure in.

How you love to dip your own steak in Worcestershire. You dip so perfectly. Paying careful attention to the treasure in your hand.

You feast like a King. As well you should my little Prince. May your days be delicious!

My little daredevil

Always trusting

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YouTube – Ziggy Marley White House: I Love You Too

I tell you “I love you” a ba-jillion times a day and sometimes it just doesn’t cut it.  Wish there was a way to explain love, but Ziggy has a pretty cool definition.

Sleepy baby boy

Snug as a bug in a rug

To dream land you go

Let me start by saying I hate, hate, hate taking pics of myself, but one of my fav bloggers, girlsgonechild has started weekly outfit posts and I had to get in on the fun, especially since she has a give-away this week.  I really want to win! (I also have this whole section, Mama Style, and never use it.)

Tunic – Ann Taylor LOFT

Leggings – Victoria’s Secret

Tee – Brooks Brothers

Boots – Born

Belt – White House Black Market

Wish me luck!!

Promise…new post featuring Tru tomorrow!