Video Wednesday?

Here's one for you, while you're waiting for another post...I'm working on it, I promise. 

New Post Format!

I'm going to try a new aspect of the blog; Momma Monday.

Each Monday, I'll try to post with new happenings, ideas, product reviews, etc. from my point of view, instead of Leland's.  If I forget, I need you to remind me.  I did, after all, just have a baby.  Though it rarely happens, (and when it does, I don't like to admit it) my brain becomes a bit wonky.

Currently, I'm contemplating opening up an actual brick and mortar shop for my massage business, Black Lotus Massage.  With all of this excitement, I'm stressing over child care. I know my parents have offered to help a bit, however I don't want to constantly inconvenience them by dropping the kid on them.  Sure, I've had other offers to watch him as well, but how many of those will really come through? Probably almost none. So question is: Am I going to be able to create enough business to be it worth it?  At this stage in the game, I really don't want to put him in daycare.  

I'm already thinking about next week's post... hmmm... Who wants to hear my raunchy version of Leland's birth story?  If not, other suggestions?  Leave comments with your ideas! 

I Think I Like Swimming

We went swimming today in Grandma and Grandpa S.' pool.  The water was 85 degrees and though I'm used to a little closer to 98.6, it was quite nice.  Refreshing, actually.  At first, Mom had me stand on the stairs so that she could see how I'd  react to the water. Then, Dad decided to take me into the danger zone. I couldn't touch!

Piece of cake.

Everyone took turns floating me around in the yellow doughnut. It wasn't edible, but it did float AND keep me from sinking. (In the video below, you'll see that dad likes the doughnuts too -In more ways than one- HA) I think I like it!

Dad, Mom and me in the yellow doughnut.

Here's a link to view our experience!

Leland's First Swim!

Also, in the video above, you'll see that I'm wearing a green diaper.  It's not a swim diaper, rather a Rump*A*Rooz, with the soaker removed. With it's extra gussets, it worked PERFECTLY! And really, how effing cute am I?

*We have not, in any form, been paid for our product reviews or raves (though it would be cool). The above stated opinions are our own.

I'm TWELVE Weeks Old!

I like puppies.  You can tell because they're all over my clothes.  Truth is though, neither I, nor my mother picked them out. The fantastically awesome, super way sweet Dr. Ronda V. Marshall  donated almost all of my awesome wardrobe. 

Puppies and more puppies....

and more puppies...

and more puppies...

Ha. 

Also, I'm TWELVE whole weeks old today, and I'm available.  Ladies? Ladies?