Another one to add to the list...

...of nicknames that I have been given: Mommees.

Yes, Levi has taken to calling me "Mommees". When Matt and I ask him what our names are, he says "Daddy" and "Mommees". I'm not 100% sure on the spelling of "Mommees", but it sounds like he's saying the combination of "Mommy is" real fast. Matt's theory is that Levi usually hears him talking about me relative to what I'm doing (i.e. Mommy is upstairs, Mommy is making supper) and thus thinks my name is "Mommy is". I'm sure this phase will pass, but for now I'm answering to "Mommees" - from Levi only!

In case you were wondering what else is on the list, here are some that I'm aware of: "O", Livy, Olive, Olivia from Bolivia, Lyb, Lyberskins, & Babe (as in the movie about a pig - because I snort when I laugh).

Feeling Blue

My obsession of this past week: Blueberries.

On Monday, I went with my mom and sister, and I picked about 15-1/2 pounds of blueberries. I froze most of what I picked, but kept some out for muffins, pie, coffee cake and munching. When I finally got around to baking later in the week, I discovered that either I didn't save enough out of the freezer or we had been munching more than I planned on (probably the latter). After measuring out enough for a coffeecake, I had only a handful of blueberries left.

So on Thursday night, I went blueberry picking again - this time by myself. It was a new experience for me - picking on my own and going to a place I had never picked at before. At first I wasn't so sure I liked the "rules" of the place I went: start at this bush, pick all the way around the bush, then move to the next bush in line. Once I got a few bushes in, I decided the "rules" weren't too bad - especially since I usually fall prey to "the berries look bigger on that bush over there - but they really aren't once you get there" syndrome (similar to "the grass is always greener..."), and end up wasting most of my picking time looking for the biggest berries. After only an hour of picking, I came home with about 9-1/2 pounds of blueberries - that's a lot for me!

On Friday and Saturday I baked blueberry coffee cake, blueberry muffins and a crust for blueberry cream pie. All of it was very yummy, but after eating so many blueberries this week I feel like this:

I think the obsession if almost done - I'm almost happy that the blueberries are just about gone!


But give me a couple of weeks - I think I'll be ready to raid the freezer!

Guest Blogger - Levi

Hi, my name is Levi!

I'm the "L" in our family's blog title.

Yesterday was my half birthday - I'm 1-1/2 years old! In honor of my half birthday, my mommy helped me put together a slide show of pictures - starting with a picture of me in the hospital and then one for every month since then. I think you'll see that I've changed a little bit in 18 months!