Saturday, September 26, 2009

Time

Where does the time go? Guess it is time that I take the time to load some pictures for those few who view my blog every now and then.

Sunday, June 7, 2009

Bath Time

I undressed Steve and sat his shoes on the toilet. As he was in the tub I turned around, when turning back I seen his shoe taking a bath also. I try to laugh at a lot other wise I may go crazy, or finish going that way. The baby bath was also about 1/4 full when he managed to get the lid of it also. Some days I wonder!

Bath Time




Sick Steve

Steve was sick for 10 days. I missed a week of work. I tried to get laundry all done but Steve being sick created more laundry. I actually made rolls, which I could use some more practice on. Not the way I wanted to spend vacation time although it was fun being home with Steve. He went throw at least 140 diapers and many diaper wipes.



Wednesday, May 20, 2009

Steve Playin' in the Dirt

I tried to plant corn but Steve ended up playing in the area where it was planted. Not sure I will get flowers planted as he thinks this is his play dirt. Although I planted tomatoes and so far so good. Maybe he has not noticed them yet. He is growing so fast. He will count, one, two, tree (three), and then jumps. Loves dancing, any time Roko plays the gutair he will start dancing or hears music of any sort. Steve is such a good reminder of saying prayers also. From time to time he reminds me that he needs to say prayers. One day he kept folding his arms and would say his little prayer. I decided he was trying to bless me to be nice and it was taking a lot of prayers for that to happen. Poor little guy! He does not call Roko dad, but Goko. I think it is pretty cute one day he will figure it out. I will ask him where is dad and he will say "Goko". Although sometimes he gets good with the "R".





Outside Playin' Boy

Steve likes to pretend to fall, sometimes he does well at it and other times the pretend don't workout so well!




















Sleeping Baby


He really can breath, some reason he likes to have the blanket on his head. So when I put Steve to sleep I have to check on him.

Oh My Baby

He loves the music so he plays with the walker more now then I think he did when he needed it. Okay probably not but it seems that way.

Saturday, April 4, 2009

Oh Steve

Who said I couldn't drive. I know where the light switch is. Okay yes he can be spoiled and the sad part is I am not the only one who does so.

Feeding the animals







Sunday, March 22, 2009


I needed to change Steve's shirt, had the jacket handy so I put it on him. He then brought me his shoes must have thought he was heading outside. So I let him out with the wind blowing. Every time a big gust would come up he would come running to me. Then he needed to have his pants off and found the cowboy boots and wanted them one. Then since he had his jacket and boots it meant out side you go again. Poor little guy would live outside if I would let him and was able to.















Friday, March 20, 2009


Roko hard at work!!!!

This is what happens when you're shopping and Steve is a hungry boy. When we got home I let him finally have the yogurt that he had opened.

Thursday, March 19, 2009






Thanks Aunt Colleen, multi purpose toy, blows balls, don't blow batteries to well (Steve tries if he can find them), ride it, take it apart, and see all that can fit down the hole.


This is a present from Steve's Aunt Colleen. It had been working off and on so when it stopped working I thought I would either toss it or take it apart for fun. Roko said to replace the battery, see if that makes a difference (found out it works well with new batteries, not half used ones). Steve was enjoying helping his dad do so, now when it don't work lone behold time to fix it.

I generally don't let Steve eat by himself .... don't like cleaning up the mess. Lazy in that area.

Who said a pizza pan cannot make a good sliding toy. Steve will kneel on the pan and pull his self around on the floor.

Tuesday, March 17, 2009

Pet Pig ... Wilber

Poor Wilber...the day I sold him. Ssshhhh don't tell Roko I miss the darn pig until I remember I fed him most of the time. By no means do I want another one. He weighed around 940 pounds or more. He was a big guy. Glad he was nice.