I love "just because"

chomp!

I've been reluctant to admit this in blogdom, but our little Miles is a biter. This problem surfaced a couple months ago at the child-center in our Gym ... and has been plaguing my life (and countless victims' lives) ever since. We first tried time-out, then some friends told us to flick his lip. Next, we actually tried biting him back (I know, barbaric). Miles just laughed and bounced away. The only lasting impact was a mark that remained through the next day. This provoked me to try a completely different approach - positive reinforcement when he didn't bite. no luck. So, now I've done what any respectfully crazy mother would do. I took more nutso advice from a renegade mom like myself ... and tried Tabasco. That's right, straight Tabasco right on the tongue after he chomped.

He liked it.

Or, at least, he didn't not like it. So, I gave him a heartier dose. The kid licked his chops a little and happily spent the rest of his 2 minutes in time out. So, I put a little on my tongue to see what it was like. It wasn't pretty-

This little boy (my dear, sweet boy) is apparently the child equivalent of a pit bull - specifically, a pit that downs Tabasco like nobody's business.

Christmas '08

Ah, it was definitely one to remember. Thanks to a couple of incredible of snowstorms, we were able to snowboard and snowshoe like crazy. It was awesome. We spent oodles of time with each of our families and Miles LOVED all the attention. If we didn't have new toys at our house, I'm pretty sure he would leave us and hitch a ride back to UT.







We indulged in Ghirardelli Hot Fudge sundaes on four different occasions. Oh, it was good ... I've been tempted to make more fudge at home here in Denver. But, alas, I know daily sundaes have no place in reality -

And, a special thanks to my brother-in-law, Trey, for unknowingly contributing most of the above pics. It seems we may have somehow deleted ours ... ugh

'Tis the Season~

Well, hello my fellow bloggers and blog followers. I know, pretty ridiculous that a month has gone by without a post. You've all probably been faithfully checking back every week and encountering terrible disappointment each time. Thankfully, your sad days are over. We're back. (hallelujah)

The past few weeks have been delightful. We headed out to Kansas for Thanksgiving to spend some QT with Scottie's fam. Then, we went to Boise the following weekend for my cousin Dave's wedding. Dave is basically like a brother and has been searching for a wifey for the past couple decades . . . so, we had to make the trip to ID to help him get down and celebrate. Each long weekend was fabulous, but we were all delighted to just stay here this weekend. We enjoyed a beautiful Saturday yesterday and got a bunch of Christmas shopping done (go us!).

Anyway, here's the pic of the season. Miles has been ridiculously obsessed with snow ever since he rediscovered it a few weeks ago. I just love his joy, vigor, and playfullness. Oh, and if you ever hear him shout "No!", don't assume that he's displeased. He may simply be expressing his excitement about the cold white stuff (sans the "s" sound, of course).

Splish Splash

Ah, bath time. Miles loves it. And that makes me love it too, because I get a few uninterrupted minutes to get myself ready in the morning . . . and to click a few pics. ;)

Happy Birthday Scottie!!!

Did I mention that today is Scottie's birthday? We headed out to Izakaya Den (Sushi Den's sister restaurant) on Saturday to celebrate. It was awesome. Pricey, but worth it for this extra special occasion. Scott has been talking about the Kobe Beef Sliders ever since . . . mmmmmmm. Personally, I LOVED the spider rolls (which do NOT contain spiders, by the way). Anyway, here's the quick shout-out. Happy Birthday, my love!! You are incredible - thank you for all you do for our little family. I hope you had/have an excellent day.

Little Pumpkin

Scottie got off a bit early on Halloween, so we headed to May Farms for a little down-home fun. The delight of watching Miles grow, learn, and really enjoy holidays just about kills me . . . in a good way. :) We visited the petting zoo, took a hay ride, picked out a cute little pumpkin (since we already had carved a couple big ones), and rode around the farm on a small train. So, here are the pics . . .


Our little bubba -

I just thought he looked a little like an action-hero heart throb in the pic below. You know, right after the building/boat/or whatever blows up and the discheveled hunk is gazing toward the golden sunset.



Just thought this one was cute -

And here's the mini train -

Oh yeah, and earlier in the week we made caramel/chocolate/pecan apples . . . mmmmmmm