Happy, Happy Day!

Oh goodness, Felix has the world's BEST Papa (and I've got a pretty dang awesome husband to boot)!

It's not even noon yet and we've had such a great day. Matt got to sleep in this morning*, enjoy a leisurely breakfast of Buttermilk Cake with whiskey-laced whipped cream, and read a portion of his very long book undisturbed on the front porch (while Felix and I whiled away an hour or so at Target).

As for fatherly duties, he and Felix made coffee together (a morning ritual), built and destroyed a series of block towers together, and he taught Felix the simple joy of licking the excess cream from the mixing paddles. Yum and yum!

Seriously, Matt, you are amazing. Thanks for ALL you do!

Ok, time to go wrangle the lasagne out of the oven...

*These days "sleeping in" means staying in bed until about 8:30am, at which point Felix can no longer stand it and tears into our bedroom, pouncing on whichever parent has the pleasure of still being in bed. It's glorious!

I think it might be time to start blogging again...

...'cause, dang, is this kid cute or what?!

It's time I let you back into our little world.

Simon Says

Howdy

I get annoyed with blog authors who spend most of their breath, so to speak, apologizing for not blogging. You'll get none of that from me. It is what it is, my friendly readers. I love you all, but I'm prone to sporadic bursts of inspiration. I'm fickle. But thanks to all three of you that stick with me and stop by on occasion to check on me.

That said, what a fabulous few months I've had since I last wrote! I am SO IN LOVE with my little creature Felix and I just can't get enough of him.

Just this moment he drifted off to sleep snuggled up in the sling while I typed. So, so precious. Motherhood is a crazy ride and it's amazing how quickly it changes you to the core. Felix is a really funny kid and everyday I'm getting more insight into who he is. He's rarin' to go and I'm sure the second he's truly mobile, the last of my pregnancy weight-gain will fall right off (a girl can dream, can't she?) as I'm chasing him around. He's bound to be a handful. These days he's busy finding the most efficient way to get his feet in his mouth and slobbering up a storm, while I spend my days balancing him and the housework and doing my darndest to keep him from licking the cat. One creature in the house with hairballs is enough, thank you very much.

It's a total joy to see Matt as a father and it makes me even more crazy, silly in love with him. He's just SO good with Felix and is way more successful than I am at eliciting giggles out of him. Matt is willing to go along with my granola-mom antics and keeps his opinions to himself (mostly) when I dress Felix up in ridiculous hats. We're a happy little family unit, what can I say?

We've been snapping photos of Felix like mad and you can see them on our Flickr page. It's amazing to see how much he's grown/changed in the last 5 months. That site is often the best way to catch up with what we've been doing.

My life is very full right now and I'm looking forward to what the months ahead will bring. I've had a chance to get back into my crafting and participate regularly in trunk shows with The Handmade Revolution. It feels good to get back into my creative groove.

That's all for now, folks. I'll be back again when the mood strikes.

Cutie Pie

Stealth Mode

Matt: Is Felix hungry? Has he eaten recently?

Erika: I just fed him.

Matt: Whoa. You're like a breast-feeding ninja!

I love my life.

Baby's First Vegas

Last weekend Matt and I took a quick roadtrip to Vegas on a whim, as our dear friend Rachel was going be there for a few days. We figured there couldn't be a more appropriate place to take a newborn for his first vacation, right? It was my first time to the famous "Sin City" and it was pretty much as I imagined it to be--one giant, magnificent, overgrown, well-lit facade.

We found ourselves a perfectly seedy hotel just off the strip to stay at and our first order of business was giving our darling Mr. Felix a bath, as he'd pooped EVERYWHERE just as we arrived in town.


We hung out with Rachel for a few hours at the Venetian Hotel, munching on overpriced chips and salsa while an over-eager pontoon paddler loudly serenaded the crowds behind us. In the evening we toured the strip for a few hours, stuck a couple dollar bills in a slot machine at Harrah's, and called it a night at 9:30pm. Matt had hoped for Felix's sake that we'd run into some topless dancers, (as that's pretty much all Felix is into these days--boobs!), but I guess it just wasn't in the cards for us.





The next morning our darling baby boy woke up naked and disoriented in a sleazy Vegas hotel. I'd say his first Vegas vacation was a success!

Here's to many more family roadtrips in the future, son...