Get Crackin'

Joel's culinary skills have ramped up to the next level.

At two years of age, Dan taught our little boy how to crack eggs.

Gently tap on the edge of the bowl, stick your thumb into the crack, push and pull apart.

His first cracked egg!

Every morning he asks to make eggs, sausage and hash browns. We usually give in with the eggs and he loves to make them. His favorite to make is scrambled eggs, since he gets to stir (hash-eesh) fast.
We've definitely got a culinary master on our hands!

Adhesive Duck Deficiency

Or rather, the adhesive duck debacle.
For those of you who are fans of the show, The Big Bang Theory, you'll recall the episode where Penny slips in the tub, dislocating her shoulder and Sheldon has to drive her to the hospital. While filling out the paperwork, the question is raised, "How did the accident occur?" Sheldon writes, "lack of adhesive ducks."  Basically, Sheldon has adhesive ducks on the bottom of his tub to prevent slipping.

We've had issues with Micah slipping in the tub. His cute little bottom is just too slippery for our tub and quite often he would slip under the water, instead of staying seated. So, we invested in our "adhesive duck." A little blue bathmat from Ikea. It works great for Micah--no more slipping. His bum stays firmly in place during baths.

But unfortunately, it does not stick well to the bottom of the tub. Needless to say, as I step into the tub, the mat slips and I've gotten a lovely bruise to show for it. (I must insert here that I am happy that its only a bruise and not something more....like a broken neck).   Sadly this has happened more than once, and to Dan as well.

So how did the injury occur? The Adhesive Duck!

The little suction cups on the bottom seem to be defective and refuse to stick to the bottom of our tub. We've subsequently returned the bathmat and luckily for us, Micah is "big" enough to stop slipping in the tub. Talk about killing two birds with one stone.

 

The Evolution of a Name

Micah Samuel McCrimmon

10 months have passed since you joined our family.

We can't believe how much you have changed.

When you were born, you were Micah to us. Miiiiikeey to Joel!

But as time has progressed, so has your name. Yes, we still call you Micah. But Joel's rendition of your name has changed considerably.

You started as Mikey (just draw out the I and E) to Joel.

Then sadly, you went unnamed for many, many months.

Joel eventually picked up on my nickname for you, Micah Moo Moo. And thus, you became Moo Moo.

Sometimes shortened to Moo, but never, ever Micah.

A few weeks ago, your name transitioned to Maht-cha!

It didn't last long, but was definitely cute!

But on the day your turned ten months old, Joel transitioned you to the name you were born with: Micah. It was a glorious day to hear Joel call you by your real name. But sad at the same time. I loved hearing all the different renditions of your name. I loved that he called you Moo Moo. Maht-Cha was definitely the sweetest name and I could listen to Joel say it all day long. But now, you are Micah. The name you were born with. I'm sure the evolution will continue. He's already copying me and calling you Micah Moo Moo. What else will Joel come up with?

Journey

Life is about the journey, not the destination

 

Family Pictures

Grandma and Joel

Crazy McCrimmon Family

Family Times

Probably my favorite picture right now 

Little Farmer Boy

A picture without kids? NICE!

Piggy Back Ride

Love the tongue hanging out

I love that it looks like Joel is smiling, but in reality, he is actually screaming.
Note the road rash down his forehead. He totally biffed it while walking the Fort to Fort

There's my cheese ball

I'm totally a mother of a toddler

Random Ramblings

Sometimes the conversations we have here at the McCrimmon house are worth sharing....

Most of the time, these one liners come to us to help explain life to a two year old or Dan to the world or my light bulb moments in the midst of sleeplessness

Ovals: They're like the rectangle of the circle family

Yoga Pants: our generations Mom jeans

I was in the kitchen pouring beef broth into canning jars for processing when Dan comes up to me and says, "Don't kill me. But you're a yummy mummy."
Sadly, it took me a few seconds to realize that I'm NOT the traditional yummy mummy (yippee!) but rather I make yummy things. Dah! That is what sleepless nights do to a mom.

Joel was "doing his thang" on our bed the other morning. I turned to him (for the fourth time that morning) and said, "JOEL! Stop that! That is only for in your bed." He turned to me and in all seriousness, said, "Joel no humping." I hadn't realized that he had picked up on that word which I promptly changed to hopping. "That's right Joel, no hopping!"

Wagon

A first for these boys: a wagon ride

Dan says: It ain't no Radio Flyer
But it can haul 50lbs of pears and a cute little boy with ease.

Building a Fort

Dan built the boys a fort a few weekends ago.

Joel loved playing in his tented kitchen.

Micah crawled through the "door" to get in

 

 

Outdoor Adventures

Eeek!

Holding on for dear life!

Micah and Me out for a walk

Stick! (could you have found a bigger stick to carry?)

Walking the Fort to Fort

Hanging out in the jungle gym