Things I Love Thursdays

I’m a sucker for stationery. Right this very minute I have 3 sets of personalized note cards sitting on my desk. And return address labels and stamps?  Don’t get me started.  

So I’m kind of geeking out about these clever letterpress cards by Sapling Press (also on Etsy). They get ideas from websites and their favorite Twitter feeds, and then make beautiful goofy cards.  

check stupidparenting milkshake   spongepumpernickle john

And a few oldies but goodies that are making regular appearances at my house at bedtime?

The princess-to-be goes on a quest to save her intended, Ronald, from a fire-breathing dragon. She outsmarts the dragon and then bids Ronald farewell after he doesn’t appreciate her efforts. He’s no prince after all – he’s a BUM.

Life gets a little boring if you eat the same thing every day, even if it is your very favorite.

Life gets a little boring if you eat the same thing every day, even if it is your very favorite.

Keep on, keepin’ on, my friends!

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Pistachio, this is your life.

Pistachio, my dearest third, has been a lovely child since birth. He is easy-going, interested, happy to be held, happy to be put down, and he slept through the night earlier than my first two (FTW!).

He has also been kind of… well, funny since early on (can babies be funny? Because he is.) He likes to play the straight man in our family farce. He is the character in the play that mugs to the audience. I recognized it when he was only a few months old. I’d be snapping photos of the chaos, and there he would be, looking at the camera with a face that says, “Is this really my life?”

He inherited my expressive eyebrows.

He inherited my expressive eyebrows.

I went looking through my Shutterfly folders for examples of the glances he throws at the camera, at his siblings and at me. I found far too many to post here, but here are a few of my favorites. I especially like that he is still and questioning in the photos with his blurry siblings, as if to say, “What in the world have you gotten me into?”

“Mom, the kid just turned 4, do you really think this is safe?”

 

“This is neither entertaining, nor fun.”

 

“This one just kicked me under the covers!”

 

“Why are we doing this again?”

 

“Half of my DNA is this guy’s?!”

Pistachio, yes, sorry, this is your life.  Love you little buddy. Thanks for making me laugh. And the sleeping thing – thanks for that, too.