Mama-luia

These current favourites of mine are what are keeping me smiling during these long, hot summer days in my third trimester.  I hope you enjoy them, too! 1.  This song. Surely someday I will be cool enough to wear purple boots and shop at Anthropologie? For now, I'm resigned to wearing Mary-Janes  and sticking to Value Village. 2. This hilarious blog post .  Wherein she likens her advanced state of pregnancy to all sorts of glamorous things like a penguin, or Chris Farley and offers hysterical suggestions on how to provide extra support for her poor aching back. Maybe it's my current state of waddling, or my hormones making me laugh (or cry) uproariously over almost nothing, but I was definitely cry-laughing over this. 3. My Imaginary Well-Dressed Toddler "Quinoa's origami elephant was enough to win first prize  at the school performance art show,  but the matching origami outfits she produced...

Linking up with the ladies of Like Mother, Like Daughter {pretty and happy} Here is the beautiful lake just minutes from our home. It's rather lovely, isn't it? And what could make me happier than seeing my sweet little boy on his first fishing expedition with Daddy? It warmed my heart that on Sunday morning, before Mass even, my husband got us all packed up in the van for a wee fishing trip. We only stayed for about 30 minutes, so we could get back home and get dressed for Mass. But I love(d) his desire to go on adventures with our boys. I hope it was the first of many such trips for Father and Son. My boys exploring the island after they had finished fishing. {funny and real} Since my two-year-old is using my belly to hide under, I guess the "You look huge!" comments are most likely warranted. Dear little Isaiah and I trekked up and around the causeway while Patrick and Noah had their time to fish.  (Sitting still...

So remember that time I said I was going to post every day for seven days in a row...? Yes, that. Well it turns out that  I get tired of my own voice too quickly . Despite having ideas of more posts to write, I couldn't drum up the interest to sit in front of the computer every day and write something. But I wanted to post about my lovely birthday recently; Patrick, once again, out-did himself. Just me and my boys on a sunny Sunday morning (not my birthday, but I liked this photo enough to want to post it) The beautiful spot where we went camping. Yes, camping, on my birthday! Noah had been campaigning for some time now to go camping, and I was always hesitant; it's too hot, I'm too pregnant, it's too much work, blahblahblah. When the heat finally died down, I got more inclined towards the idea, and well, sneaky Patrick went and booked the site without consulting me.  Sometimes I need his take-charge-y-ness, otherwise I would be a total hermit....