A (forced) Break

I'm going to premise this by saying that the more radical cloth moms are probably not going to like what they're about to read. One of the main reasons most parents choose to cloth diaper is for their children's health. It has become one of mine. But sometimes, disposables are chosen for their health as well. WHAT?! The cloth diaper advocate says that there is a need to use disposable diapers??? Let me explain.
My family lives on pizza and pasta. It's a staple for us. I balance the carbs with loads of veggies and whole wheat pasta and dough. And I love making homemade pizzas and pasta sauce and seeing how many different ways I can be creative with it.  It's cheap and my husband and kiddos love it, so, at least three to four times a week it's my "go to". It also usually means that at least three or four times a week we are eating tomatoes. Well, last week, Evan's body decided to have a reaction. His little heiny was blistered. The normal regiment of using cloth-safe ointments was not working, so I had to break out the Balmex. And because I didn't want to ruin my cloth diapers, I broke into the stash of disposables I had purchased for my husband to use when I go to Florida next week (that's a whole other post in itself). It took four days and a whole pack of disposables for the rash to clear up. So, while I hated the thought of him wearing disposables and throwing money away, it was necessary. And I would do it again in a heart beat. Because, while I am a 100% cloth supporter, I understand that sometimes there is a place for disposables. And for my son's health, this was one of those instances.

Wordless Wednesday: Future Techie

He's checking his email...

Evan's New Playground

Evan loves to play and climb. He has recently discovered his new favorite place: the cookware cabinet. It was the Tupperware cabinet before that, but he found out that the pots and pans make more noise, so he moved on. I give him a wooden spoon and he climbs into the cabinet and bangs and giggles to his heart's content. I don't mind as it keeps him occupied while I am trying to unload the dishwasher or cook dinner. I love seeing the little person he is becoming, his personality developing more and more every day. Even at a year old, he has so much character. He loves when I watch him play his "drums" in the cabinet and if he notices that I'm not looking, he hollers, "MaaaaaMaaaaa" until he gets my attention,. Sometimes he makes it very hard to keep an eye on the cooking :). I am cherishing every moment of this new joy he has found, because not too too far in the future, he might want an actual drum set and my life will never be the same!