Happy Memorial Day

By far, the coolest, most well-thought entry in Naperville’s parade today.

The Book of IKEA

"I’m just a tiny little itty bit excited about this IKEA and have been eagerly keeping up with the building’s construction: the clearing of the land, the erection of the walls, the paving of the four-mile-long parking lot. Each time something new was added to the building I’d hurry home to give Jon the update with so much enthusiasm that he’d be forced to roll his eyes. "

1. When they built the second Chicagoland IKEA (I know - I'm sorry to dooce - I have two to choose from. And not only C&B but a C&B outlet/distribution center. And a few H&Ms. So sorry.) I was this excited. Truly.


2. This is just about my exact reaction every time they start a new store in our neck of the woods. We cannot drive down Rt. 34 without a detailed construction report.


3. Is it normal to love this woman for so eloquently speaking the deepest feelings of my retail-obsessed heart?

Happy Mother's Day . . . to me!

A tad early (bonus points), I came home late Thursday night to find this on the kitchen table.

I just about cried. I did, in fact, tear up. More bonus points to the daddy of the house for coming up with this idea based only on a side comment I made while we were browsing The Growing Place.
Thank you, Zoë!

Bye Bye Bottle

The end is drawing near – we’re going to bid those bottles adieu!

Sorry kiddo, but doctor says to have you weaned by 15 months.

We’ve already dropped the midday bottle. Zoë had no trouble adjusting to milk in her sippy with lunch and snacks. And I don’t think the morning bottle will be a problem. She’s not that interested. Plus, if we let her sleep a little longer, she’ll get dressed, get to Gram’s and have breakfast right away. She won’t even miss it. It’s that nighttime bottle that’s got me a little anxious. Ah well. I’m giving us a month to give up the morning one, then we can start on the evening one. Baby steps, as they say.