It's been awhile since I last posted...needless to say a few interesting things have happened. One of the most interesting things happened one Saturday about a month ago. Jonathan was studying in the office, I was in the kitchen cleaning, and Mason was running around playing. All of a sudden Mason started crying so I asked Jonathan to go check on him. Jonathan then discovered that Mason had locked himself in our bedroom. At first I laughed because I thought we would just get a screwdriver and unlock the door. Unfortunately our bedroom door has a lock that you have to use a key to open, which we had never noticed before, and therefore did not have a key for. I tried calling our landlord and could not get a hold of her, we tried picking the lock unsuccessfully, we tried using a credit card, and on and on. Mason banged on the door a few times and we tried to coax him into unlocking it--yeah right, since I have no idea how he even locked it! After that it was dead silent in the room, and it had been about 20 minutes. Jonathan was calm, but I was freaking out! Every horrible scenerio possible was running through my head since our bedroom is probably the least childproof in the whole house. I know I was driving Jonathan crazy going on and on about how I was not going to wait an hour or more for a locksmith to come. The next thing I know, I see Jonathan take a running start and do a flying ninja kick that knocks/breaks the door down. I just stood there stunned as Mason ran out of the room and started playing with Jonathan's tool box..as if nothing had happened! I was definitely relieved that Mason was out, but I was not happy to see that our entire door frame on one side was torn apart. Three hours and $150 dollars later the door was as good as new, thanks to an online handyman service. And our child, the cause of it all, never knew the difference!
The second interesting thing is small, but funny, and it involves two of Mason's favorite things--bubbles and taking a bath! Mason has been obsessed with bubbles lately so I decided to buy him some bubble bath. Jonathan usually gives him his bath every night, but for some reason I did one night, and I added extra bubbles. Mason took a nice long bubble bath that night and enjoyed every minute of it. As I am getting Mason ready for bed, Jonathan went to take a shower. I hear him yell to me that the water isn't draining well and that it smells like poop in the bathtub. He found a terd hidden under the bubbles that were still in the tub. We both laughed - mostly me because I didn't have to pick up the poop and flush it. The next thing I know, Jonathan is saying that the water still isn't draining and that he still smells poop. So he proceeds to stick his hand down the drain only to discover multiple pieces of poop clogging it up--as if one piece in the tub wasn't enough! Evidently, Mason's bath was rather relaxing for multiple reasons! Jonathan was disgusted, and I could not quit laughing! The moral of the story is that you never know what could be hiding under all of those bubbles in a bubble bath. Sorry we didn't take pictures.
This is a picture from a trip to the zoo with my friend Rae and her two kids. Her son Jarrett is two days older than Mason, and they have become good friends. Lately when they see each other, they both get really excited . Sunday night at church we sat behind them, and Mason and Jarrett both went crazy. I ended up having to take Mason to the nursery, which is nothing new. He is more of a nursery kind of guy, than a church guy right now!
My birthday was a few weeks ago and my mom came for a visit by herself. We had a relaxing weekend, and I really enjoyed having her here. On Saturday, we went shopping at Northpark and she and Jonathan watched Mason while I spent a good amount of time and birthday money in Ann Taylor Loft. It was so much fun to try on clothes without Mason crying or crawling under the dressing room door! While she was here she also bought us tickets to go see Sesame Street Live with Mason. Oh my goodness!!! I never knew my child could sit perfectly still for an hour and a half! He had such a good time, and we had just as much fun watching him enjoy the show. I told Jonathan our entertainment sure has changed!
Grandma and MasonOn Sunday Mason got his second official haircut. It grew out pretty quickly last time, so we decided to go for a short spiky cut this time. Although I really like it, it kind of made me sad because it made him look older. He doesn't have the sweet, baby side part anymore! Mason was sad about it too, as you can tell from the picture--actually he was just tired because we got home late from church.
"I hate my new hair!"
These are the flowers Jonathan got me for Mother's Day. They were so beautiful!
Mason loves to hide from Jonathan and me. This is just one of his many random hiding spots. In case you can't find him, he's under the rocking horse.
Working on the computer like Daddy.
I made and decorated about 75 sugar cookies for my friend Sarah's baby shower. It was fun, but by the end I was about ready to pull my hair out. Decorating cookies with a 20 month old is not the easiest thing in the world to do. As you can see, though, Mason found something to occupy his time while I worked. (Don't worry I was finished using the bowl and spatula at this point)
