Where do kids pick this stuff up?!
1/18/2012
Luuuuuuuuuuke.....I am your father
Well, we had an interesting hurdle to tackle with the Bear last weekend. He's been known to say "You're not my friend!" or "You make me sad!" when he isn't getting his way or gets in trouble for his mischief. ...Saturday...it turned in to "You're not my FATHURRRR!"
It was actually quite comical at first...and when he'd pull that line on me, I'd say "That's RIGHT! I'm NOT your father!" and he would quickly rebuttle, "Yah you are!".
Where do kids pick this stuff up?!
Where do kids pick this stuff up?!
1/17/2012
I Swear...Life Happened!
So, this is a little awkward. Uh, what do you even say after a 15-month hiatus from your 4 loyal readers? I'm gonna go with 'get over it'.
The good news is that anyone who actually reeeeads this blog already knows me, so you know what's been going down over the past year. Anyone who doesn't already know me and is reading this blog doesn't need to catch up on the dramatically boring deets. So let's just pick up like we never left.
Know what time it is? BEAR'S 3rd BIRTHDAY TIME!!! Yep, time to start planning the extravagannnnza to end all extravaganzas. The gala to rival all My Supersweet 16 parties combined. (is that show even still on??...recession, eh?) The par..okay you get where I'm going with this. Basically, it's time for my annual display of craftiness before I can put it to bed for another year.
This year's theme: WoodyBuzz. Naturally, anything ToyStory 3 will be gloriously appropriate. I'm officially on the hunt and have found that if I spend 20 minutes shopping online, I'll easily spend over $60 on crap we do. not. need. However, I have yet to hit all the local stores to see what I can get away with actually doing myself. Since we've relocated to civilazation, I actually HAVE 'local stores' that will sell more than solid-colored plates and napkins! Super pumped about that, I am.
The big-ticket item that I'm excited to try: These tasty little buggars....Ice Cream Conecakes.
Who likes cake-cones? This girl. Who likes cupcakes? This girl. Who can't wait to put the two together? THIS GIRRRRLL!!!!! My enthusiasm for this project is borderline inappropriate. I'll definitely have to post on how this turns out.
The good news is that anyone who actually reeeeads this blog already knows me, so you know what's been going down over the past year. Anyone who doesn't already know me and is reading this blog doesn't need to catch up on the dramatically boring deets. So let's just pick up like we never left.
Know what time it is? BEAR'S 3rd BIRTHDAY TIME!!! Yep, time to start planning the extravagannnnza to end all extravaganzas. The gala to rival all My Supersweet 16 parties combined. (is that show even still on??...recession, eh?) The par..okay you get where I'm going with this. Basically, it's time for my annual display of craftiness before I can put it to bed for another year.
This year's theme: WoodyBuzz. Naturally, anything ToyStory 3 will be gloriously appropriate. I'm officially on the hunt and have found that if I spend 20 minutes shopping online, I'll easily spend over $60 on crap we do. not. need. However, I have yet to hit all the local stores to see what I can get away with actually doing myself. Since we've relocated to civilazation, I actually HAVE 'local stores' that will sell more than solid-colored plates and napkins! Super pumped about that, I am.
The big-ticket item that I'm excited to try: These tasty little buggars....Ice Cream Conecakes.
9/24/2010
Kitty (Kee-kaht)
Kitty is my first-born. She's my girl, though she has the reputation to be quite the heifer at times. I was worried about how each of the "kids" would adjust to Christopher when he first came home, and honestly, I was concerned about her in particular. With a temper that will turn on a dime and sass that will put you in your place in an instant, I worried what Kitty would think of this intruder. But she was gentle. And she welcomed him. And she completely won me over again.
Move forward about a year and a half, and she continues to amaze me. Christopher absolutely adores his KeeKaht, and she tolerates him to a fault. He strolls around after her "petting" her...which we all know means that he walks around behind her beating her back like she ate the last cookie. He wallers on her, straddles her and tries to ride her like a pony. And though she will groan and grimace in protest, she is ever gentle with him.
Last night, as we got home from another long day in Norman, Christopher and Kitty both joined me in the ladies room. *You're welcome*. Kitty brushed up against me back and forth, welcoming me home. Boo came to give her pets and cuddles, and she of course mewed in mild yet obligatory protest. Then he sits down on the floor in front of us. Scoots in real close, and puts those chubby little hands on each of Kitty's cheeks. He leans in closer and closer, and kisses her square on the mouth. "Meow".
And I melt.
Move forward about a year and a half, and she continues to amaze me. Christopher absolutely adores his KeeKaht, and she tolerates him to a fault. He strolls around after her "petting" her...which we all know means that he walks around behind her beating her back like she ate the last cookie. He wallers on her, straddles her and tries to ride her like a pony. And though she will groan and grimace in protest, she is ever gentle with him.
Last night, as we got home from another long day in Norman, Christopher and Kitty both joined me in the ladies room. *You're welcome*. Kitty brushed up against me back and forth, welcoming me home. Boo came to give her pets and cuddles, and she of course mewed in mild yet obligatory protest. Then he sits down on the floor in front of us. Scoots in real close, and puts those chubby little hands on each of Kitty's cheeks. He leans in closer and closer, and kisses her square on the mouth. "Meow".
And I melt.
9/01/2010
New Words
WEE-WEE
Ohhh yes, it even comes with a miniature pointer finger headed straight for his diaper as he says it. "Wee Wee?, Wee Weee?, WuhWeeee?" he proclaims, as he lifts up his meat-and-taters belly so as not to let our view be obstructed of the goods. And we wholeheartedly assure him that yes, that is his wee wee, as we giggle uncontrollably.
Another new word (that has turned into a mild obsession) is
David takes Boo on a bike ride each evening if possible, and one of their rituals is to ride across Zinn (which SHOULD be Main Street in any other town in America, but don't get me started on that) and there is a small farm about 50 yards back off of one of the dirt roads. Here, they see many horses! Christopher is infatuated with horses right now. "Horse? Horse? Horse? HORSE?" he says! (along with Bike Bike Biiiiike? Bike? BIKE?!?! BI-HI-HI-HI-HIIIIIKE (this is the meltdown, mind you).
Anyway last night we all went on a family bike ride, and Boo got to watch Mama feed the horses a few carrots. He loved it. We'd ask if he was ready to get back on the bike and he would politely tell us "noooo". And as we put him in his seat, he waved to the horses and said "bye horse!" God this kid is cute!
7/30/2010
My Ma has been Named!
After nearly 18 long months of dutifully spending her Thursdays with the Bear...my Ma finally has a name...GiGi. The name she wanted all along! :) Christopher has named my dad, Papa..Poppa? You know...you get it. He's been calling him Poppa for a few months now. He knows him, he loves him, it's all very cute. But when we would point to pictures of my ma and say "who's that?" we would get an inconsistent babble of garbled mess which was a clear indication that he just hadn't made up his mind yet.
Yesterday, I was pleased to hear a cute little GiGi come out of his mouth when we asked him who she was. So now, Christopher has himself a GiGi, a Poppa, a Nani and a PaPaw. I'm so glad that no one is just plain old Grandma or Grandpa. I had those growing up just for sheer lack of imagination or presence of a grand-figure in my younger days that could be subjected to my toddler-like creative juices. So congratulations, Ma...I mean, GiGi. ;)
OH, and by the way, you shall now and forever be referred to as my Ma. Hope you like it! xoxox
Yesterday, I was pleased to hear a cute little GiGi come out of his mouth when we asked him who she was. So now, Christopher has himself a GiGi, a Poppa, a Nani and a PaPaw. I'm so glad that no one is just plain old Grandma or Grandpa. I had those growing up just for sheer lack of imagination or presence of a grand-figure in my younger days that could be subjected to my toddler-like creative juices. So congratulations, Ma...I mean, GiGi. ;)
OH, and by the way, you shall now and forever be referred to as my Ma. Hope you like it! xoxox
7/27/2010
The Bear Has Officially Turned on Me!
Christopher has officially become a man's man. *Wipes tear*
Case in point: PaPaw came down for a weekend a couple of weeks ago to help David make mondo progress on the kitchen remodel. The second he walked through the door, Christopher was 15 kinds of all about his PaPaw! ...like to the point of throwing himself on the floor in a sobbing heap of emotion if PaPaw so much as left the room. Very cute.
The week following, David went to Virginia for a super sexy training school at the FBI Academy (the "super sexy" part of that description is just me, David would not call it super sexy, just so we're clear) and he was gone allllll week long. So Christopher and I spent a couple of days in Norman, and then went home for the remainder of the week. Friday, I dropped the Bear at daycare, and hightailed it to the City to pick up my super sexy secret agent man. Swoon. Then we hightailed it right on back to Blair to get the bear and go home for a relaxing evening.
Christopher was *thrilled* to see his daddy!
Saturday morning, David had to work early (shocker) but he came home around 11 or so, and we decided to go out for an early lunch. We were discussing what we might like to do over the weekend, and David proposed that we go to Norman for x, y, and z reasons....I replied "well, I think that sounds like a horrible idea!" (having spent so much time in Norman and on the road already the past week, nothing short of a rattlesnake infestation in my home was going to have me leaving town. So I tell him that he and Christopher are welcome to go for the weekend, but I'd like to stay home--that'd be totally cool with me. David was excited at the prospect.
So now, Christopher is getting to spend the weekend with his Daddy and his PaPaw...I'm sure his little heart fluttered with delight. And he had a grand time...bike rides, and trips to the hardware store, and the duck pond and the splash pad....no wonder he came home and did not want anything to do with his Mama!
He has been all about his Daddy since then, to the point that this morning when he woke up, I went in to his bedroom to get him. He was standing at the corner of his crib...until he saw me....and then he proceeded to throw himself down on the mattress and roll over to the far side of his crib! I. Was. Shocked! I stood there for a minute or two trying to coax him into my loving arms, but he wasn't having it. So I said fiiiiiine! And I left...I had to pee anyway! So I pee...and I go back in his room....and he repeats the process. Wants nothing to do with me. FIIIIINE! So I walk out again and this time I close the door behind me...and I go to get dressed. Mind you, he's been crying nonstop for like 5 minutes at this point. So I go in yet a third time...this is my third and final offer! And he takes me. Sheesh. finallllly!
It should also go on record that he is much the same at my parent's house. He is allllll about his Poppa when he gets home from work...we might all as well be canned liver once he walks in the door. But it's sweet, and it's nice to see that Christopher really has developed lasting and loving bonds with his grandparents.
It should also go on record that he is much the same at my parent's house. He is allllll about his Poppa when he gets home from work...we might all as well be canned liver once he walks in the door. But it's sweet, and it's nice to see that Christopher really has developed lasting and loving bonds with his grandparents.
All that to say though, he's almost to the point of hurting my feelings here...but I have to keep in perspective that he has been a Mama's Boy up until just recently....so I've had my turn....right? I do have to keep that in perspective? What a total load of crap.
6/01/2010
And *that* is how Mama puts her foot down.
Dare I do it? Dare I announce publically that The Bear has been offically ousted from our bed?! OH I DARE. I joyfully fling my arms in the air, spirit fingers and all and say THE BEAR HAS LEFT MY BED!!!!!
Now, before you get all "geez this lady really does NOT love her kid" on me, let me say that yes, I do miss him. In fact, the first night that this all went down (last Thursday night), neither David or I got good sleep. Both just scared stiff that we wouldn't hear Christopher on the monitor or that the worst would happen, we didn't get much sleep to speak of.
It's very much still in the beginning stages...like so:
Night 1 (5/26/10): It's a travel-night, so I'm up at 4am to get ready for work. (Yes, gag me with a spoon being up at that hour...always!) So, having left Christopher in his crib all night, I grab him and deposit him with his father while I get ready for work. I gotta change his diaper before I leave anyway, and his crib is not diaper-changing-friendly.
Night 2: I am exhausted by the end of the day, given little sleep the night before and my 13million hour day, I called it a night before David did. He comes to bed about 30 minutes or an hour after I do....bear-in-arms. He says "Christopher spit up in his crib...he needs to sleep with us". Whatever. Fine. Whatever.
Night 3: Back in the crib for an all-nighter! This was somewhat on accident in that we were "supposed" to be driving to Norman that night, but David's work likes to keep him all hours, so we opted for a Saturday venture.
Nights 4, 5: In Norman, we get the king-sized community bed. NOBODY's complaining here!! :) Bear slept with mama and daddy and much snuggling was done. I'm prettty sure I heard David singing his praises to the good lord above in his sleep as well. But that's just between us.
Night 6: BACK in the crib for an all-nighter he went! He sleeps in there like a champ. I got up around 4ish to check on him because he was grunty...pop of a binky in his mouth, tuck of a blanket around his body, and pat of a hand on his bottom and he was good to go. It was as if I worked magic. I'm all powerful, you know.
SO....like I say, very much a process, but we're headed in the right direction. In the mornings, one of us goes to get him around 7 or 7:30 and we have some cuddle/waller time in the bed before getting up for the day. If we ever cave and put a t.v. in our room, I imagine many a'cartoon will be watched in the family bed in the mornings before school. But we're not to that bridge yet.
Now, before you get all "geez this lady really does NOT love her kid" on me, let me say that yes, I do miss him. In fact, the first night that this all went down (last Thursday night), neither David or I got good sleep. Both just scared stiff that we wouldn't hear Christopher on the monitor or that the worst would happen, we didn't get much sleep to speak of.
It's very much still in the beginning stages...like so:
Night 1 (5/26/10): It's a travel-night, so I'm up at 4am to get ready for work. (Yes, gag me with a spoon being up at that hour...always!) So, having left Christopher in his crib all night, I grab him and deposit him with his father while I get ready for work. I gotta change his diaper before I leave anyway, and his crib is not diaper-changing-friendly.
Night 2: I am exhausted by the end of the day, given little sleep the night before and my 13million hour day, I called it a night before David did. He comes to bed about 30 minutes or an hour after I do....bear-in-arms. He says "Christopher spit up in his crib...he needs to sleep with us". Whatever. Fine. Whatever.
Night 3: Back in the crib for an all-nighter! This was somewhat on accident in that we were "supposed" to be driving to Norman that night, but David's work likes to keep him all hours, so we opted for a Saturday venture.
Nights 4, 5: In Norman, we get the king-sized community bed. NOBODY's complaining here!! :) Bear slept with mama and daddy and much snuggling was done. I'm prettty sure I heard David singing his praises to the good lord above in his sleep as well. But that's just between us.
Night 6: BACK in the crib for an all-nighter he went! He sleeps in there like a champ. I got up around 4ish to check on him because he was grunty...pop of a binky in his mouth, tuck of a blanket around his body, and pat of a hand on his bottom and he was good to go. It was as if I worked magic. I'm all powerful, you know.
SO....like I say, very much a process, but we're headed in the right direction. In the mornings, one of us goes to get him around 7 or 7:30 and we have some cuddle/waller time in the bed before getting up for the day. If we ever cave and put a t.v. in our room, I imagine many a'cartoon will be watched in the family bed in the mornings before school. But we're not to that bridge yet.
4/16/2010
The Bedtime Monologues
There is absolutely nothing sweeter than a baby's voluntary kiss. ...which is of course, in Boo's case, still an open-mouth-that-sometimes-comes-with-tongue. Love it!
Let's just recap how last night's bedtime routine went as the three of us climbed under covers, exhausted from the day.
Mama/Boo: Crawl under covers
Daddy: Hops in on top of covers, because he's still got chores to do! (I run a tight ship, what can I say?)
Boo: Starts kicking off covers and grunting...
Daddy: starts whispering "Hush Little Baby" lullaby...personally it drives me bonkers, but it's really sweet, and Boo usually listens intently, so I just block it out as best I can.
Boo: more grunting, kicking, flipping, flopping.
Now is where it gets kinda cute, so let's just speed things along, shall we? It all went down like this:
Shhh...shhhhh.
grunt-kick-BUBBA?...
where's your Bubba?...here it is...
<> shhhhhh
Didi??...
Yes, that's mama's nose...shhhh
DiDIII?...
Yes...mama's eye...
Di?
Mama's other eyyyyyyye...shhhh.....shhhhh
SMACK! (this would be Boo's little palm smacking)...Mama's forrrrehead...shhhshhh...
*pop* Out goes the binky.....
Christopher then proceeds to lean toward me and open his mouth big and wide...**MWAH!!**
in goes the binky
Thank you! Sweet boy....shhhhhh
*pop* Out goes the binky again....
grunt-shuffle-grunt Boo is now up on his knees and OOOOOph, heaving himself on to Mama....
And I get big ole wet smoochie #2!! ...no lie, we sat there lip-locked for a good 5 seconds. I'm giggling...David's trying not to be put out that I'm getting lovins and he's not. Whatev.
Boo settles down and he and I drift off to SleepyTown.
This morning, David called TOTAL B.S. on the whole deal. I could only smile; no use in trying to hide the fact that I am completely in love with that little bundle, and how it makes my heart soar to know that he loves me too. I just think it's unbelievable how awesome that kid thinks I am. I mean, really.
I read a saying somewhere "My husband won my heart, but my Son stole it". Truer words may never have been spoken, or written, or whatever.
Let's just recap how last night's bedtime routine went as the three of us climbed under covers, exhausted from the day.
Mama/Boo: Crawl under covers
Daddy: Hops in on top of covers, because he's still got chores to do! (I run a tight ship, what can I say?)
Boo: Starts kicking off covers and grunting...
Daddy: starts whispering "Hush Little Baby" lullaby...personally it drives me bonkers, but it's really sweet, and Boo usually listens intently, so I just block it out as best I can.
Boo: more grunting, kicking, flipping, flopping.
Now is where it gets kinda cute, so let's just speed things along, shall we? It all went down like this:
Shhh...shhhhh.
grunt-kick-BUBBA?...
where's your Bubba?...here it is...
<
Didi??...
Yes, that's mama's nose...shhhh
DiDIII?...
Yes...mama's eye...
Di?
Mama's other eyyyyyyye...shhhh.....shhhhh
SMACK! (this would be Boo's little palm smacking)...Mama's forrrrehead...shhhshhh...
*pop* Out goes the binky.....
Christopher then proceeds to lean toward me and open his mouth big and wide...**MWAH!!**
in goes the binky
Thank you! Sweet boy....shhhhhh
*pop* Out goes the binky again....
grunt-shuffle-grunt Boo is now up on his knees and OOOOOph, heaving himself on to Mama....
And I get big ole wet smoochie #2!! ...no lie, we sat there lip-locked for a good 5 seconds. I'm giggling...David's trying not to be put out that I'm getting lovins and he's not. Whatev.
Boo settles down and he and I drift off to SleepyTown.
This morning, David called TOTAL B.S. on the whole deal. I could only smile; no use in trying to hide the fact that I am completely in love with that little bundle, and how it makes my heart soar to know that he loves me too. I just think it's unbelievable how awesome that kid thinks I am. I mean, really.
I read a saying somewhere "My husband won my heart, but my Son stole it". Truer words may never have been spoken, or written, or whatever.
4/14/2010
.....Thwarted!!...
Just as soon as I decide "this is IT, we're working on sleep training!!!", what does Boo do? He starts cutting molars...ARG. Poor little thing has been running fever, his nose is dripping like a leaky faucet, and he's so fussy. I can't kick the poor dear out of my bed right nowwwwwww....can I? No. No, no, I cannot. Bad, mama, baaaad.
The past two...three?...nights Christopher has been wallering all over as he hits pains overnight, along with being h-o-t-t from the fever, and poor David just absolutely cannot sleep while Boo does that song and dance. Me, oh I could sleep through anything, but not David. Anyway, last night David finally threw in the towel and camped on the couch. I felt bad for him, and bad for me that I didn't have any better reason to send him there other than "you'll get some sleep"...but that's just me. ;) Sooo, there's that. Hope my Boo feels better soon.
On a related but not really related note, let me share with you the KYOOTEST thing I've witnessed in a long time, won't you? Monday night, David is giving Christopher a bath when he yells for me. He says "sit here with him for a minute? I'll be right back..."..um, okay. Anyway, he returns a couple of minutes later in his swim trunks. Promptly hops in the tub with our boy and Christopher just squealed with delight! Then David brings some water up to his face and scrubs and makes all kinds of racket, and again with the delightful squeals. THENNNNNNNNNNN Christopher, through his giggles, brings his wittle hands up out of the water and covers his wittle eyes with them just like his daddy did. Ugh, I could've just punched both of them, it was soooooo adorable. We all just laughed and laughed....why do I not have the camera with me?! Sigh...who knows? But next time, I'll be sure to be prepared, because that was a Kodak moment if I ever saw one...
The past two...three?...nights Christopher has been wallering all over as he hits pains overnight, along with being h-o-t-t from the fever, and poor David just absolutely cannot sleep while Boo does that song and dance. Me, oh I could sleep through anything, but not David. Anyway, last night David finally threw in the towel and camped on the couch. I felt bad for him, and bad for me that I didn't have any better reason to send him there other than "you'll get some sleep"...but that's just me. ;) Sooo, there's that. Hope my Boo feels better soon.
On a related but not really related note, let me share with you the KYOOTEST thing I've witnessed in a long time, won't you? Monday night, David is giving Christopher a bath when he yells for me. He says "sit here with him for a minute? I'll be right back..."..um, okay. Anyway, he returns a couple of minutes later in his swim trunks. Promptly hops in the tub with our boy and Christopher just squealed with delight! Then David brings some water up to his face and scrubs and makes all kinds of racket, and again with the delightful squeals. THENNNNNNNNNNN Christopher, through his giggles, brings his wittle hands up out of the water and covers his wittle eyes with them just like his daddy did. Ugh, I could've just punched both of them, it was soooooo adorable. We all just laughed and laughed....why do I not have the camera with me?! Sigh...who knows? But next time, I'll be sure to be prepared, because that was a Kodak moment if I ever saw one...
4/12/2010
Insert "The Eye of the Tiger" song in your head here.
I never had any intentions of being a co-sleeping family. Never, ever. Nope, not me. No way, no how. I didn’t eeeeeeven want to go there. Then when Christopher was around 7 or 8 weeks old, he got a horrible head cold, and propping him up on my arm to sleep was just the best way for any of us to get any rest….aaaaaaaaaaand now a year later, he’s still in mama and daddy’s bed.
I’ve been threatening to oust him for months now…and every time I bring it up, David glares at me as though I’m suggesting that we tar and feather the poor boy and leave him on display for all the neighbors. Who knew that in preparing to start sleep-training Christopher, that I would first have to sleep-train his father?!
Yesterday, I decided to try something new at naptime. I *gasp* laid Christopher down in his crib while before he was actually asleep. Yes, it took about an HOUR before he was actually asleep, but I felt so accomplished. He cried, he walked around the crib, he laughed, he talked, he laid down for about 5 second spurts, then he was up again…until finally I just picked him up and rocked him. It took all of 30 seconds for him to close his eyes, and as soon as he did, back down to the crib he went! He protested for a few seconds, then it was lights out! Whew.
I recapped this story for David and his response, through squinted eyes and pursed lips? “HE’S JUST A BA-BY!” haha Oh heavens, this is going to be interesting. Wish us, er ME, luck on reclaiming my bed. Hell, I may just set up a cot for David in Christopher’s room and be done with the whole thing. Easy peasy, right? Either way, my knuckles are cracked, my sweat-bands are on, and I'm bustin out the leg-warmers, Olivia Newton-John style. Let the sleep-training begin!
4/07/2010
Shame on me...shame on you?
- He now has 10 teeth!
- He walks...not only forward but backward!
- He climbs!
- He says mama, da-da, Bubba (this is his binky), doggie, kitty cat (ki-ka), ball...and maybe some others that I'm not thinking of right now?
- He knows where his nose and eyes and bee-bite (belly-button) are.
- He loves to swing and slide and spin....this little man will be a roller-coaster junkie...I can feel it in my bones!
- He's had his first allergic reaction (I believe that a Bounce dryer-bar was the culprit) that landed us in the ER twice within a 12 hour period. Ugh.
- He has developed and maintained a fondness for Mickey Mouse...he tries to say Mickey but it sounds like 'di-di' right now. It's cuuuuuuuuuute though!
- Aaaaaand he turned ONE!
Here's what's gone down with me:
I finally graaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaduated!!!! I got my Bachelor of Science in Criminal Justice from OU in December. I'm SO glad to be done with it. What do I plan to do with it, you ask? Probably nothing. At least not for now. I've got such a good thing going with work at the college that I can't bring myself to leave. So maybe someday I will sign on with DHS to do some good work, but for now, I'm staying put!
And David?
Not much has been going on with him. He is still working and loving what he does. He's putting away bad guys and getting drugs off the street--so he does good things.
And "US"?
Well, we've taken on the project of remodeling our kitchen this year! We're expanding the kitchen into the existing den (which is a converted garage) formerly known as the Man Cave. We've already made quite a bit of progress on it--we've moved the washer and dryer out further into the den, and put the refrigerator where the w/d once were. The next step is to pour concrete to level out the floor behind the existing kitchen wall...and then DEMOLITION BEGINS!!!! I cannot even tell you how excited I am to have that wall knocked out of the kitchen and to truly feel how big it is going to be. Hoping that will be all finished by the end of the summer....so that we can start working on a baby brother or sister for Christopher. Gasp! Yeah, I said it....TTC plans are in the lineup for some time after August. We'll just have to see how it goes...stay tuned for more on that front.
6/10/2009
What a week...Gosh this is LONG
This past week seems to have chewed us up and spit us out!! At this point I almost forget what all has gone on, but I'll do my best to piece it all together.
Our little picnic outing came back to haunt us with a vengeance! After we got home, I unloaded the ice chest, and David and I split one of the subs that he had got us for lunch...big, big, B-I-G-G-G-G mistake! At this point we are pretty solidly declaring that sandwich the culprit of a bad case of food poisoning. Monday afternoon around 4 both of us started feeling pretty queasy--I had called David to ask if he was going to be coming home on time (in light of my unsettled stomach) and he says 'yep, but I'm not going to be much good, my stomach is really upset', I'm all 'yeah mine is too...feeling nauseated and just overall yuck'...so that night was NO fun. On top of both of us being sick, David got called out to work. I gave him one of my best "oh my God you're the biggest idiot I've ever met for actually taking that call" looks, but it didn't do a thing. He ended up being out for oh, I don't know 3 hours or so and came home and announces that he was staying home the next day. Doy.
Tuesday I have to say is the first and only time we have said Thank God for Daycare! We got up, packed Christopher up, and David and I both slept off the trauma that engulfed Monday night for us--we really needed it. By the time we picked Chris up at 5 we were both feeling much better and, although pretty weak, were able to enjoy the evening and actually take care of Chris and play with the kind of oomph that he needed and deserved.
Wednesday was one of those days where David worked for like 20 hours or whatever--he didn't get home until around 2am so I will admit I wasn't too happy. I didn't have a chance to really do a run-through and make sure I had everything packed up for work on Thursday or set out my clothes or make sure Chris's diaper bag was all stocked or anything--so come 4am on Thursday I was trying to not only get ready for work but do all of that too, so I was a little grouchy on my way to work. :(
The actual day Thursday was good--but then came after work. I ended up staying a little late at the office and missed my window to get on the road with Goo before he was going to want to eat again so I just decided to stay and wait for him to eat at 7 and then get on the road. We ended up leaving at about 7:45 and it took us THREEEEEEEE hours to get home. Goo didn't sleep very well on the ride home and I finally pulled over at a gas station since I had to stop anyhow and pulled him out of his car seat for what turned into over half an hour just to calm him down. Luckily he made the rest of the trip home from that point very well and we got home just in time for him to want to eat and go back to bed. Even walking in the door at almost 11pm we beat David home from work! He had quite a um, eventful evening with an exciting bust and for lack of want to go into a huge elaborate story, let me just say that he wound up at the bottom of a pile of policemen in pursuit of a bad guy and essentially they all mopped a parking lot with him! He came home all scraped and banged up but had a huge smile on his face--he clearly had a good time.
Friday night was quiet--thank goodness! I was able to get some laundry and dishes and a little bit of cleaning done while David and Goo played and hung out on the couch--I think we may have even sat down and watched a movie or two together. :)
Saturday brought more drama. We had a few wet spots in our floor here and there in the hallway, and David had determined late Friday night that it was a leaky water heater. So I called first thing Saturday morning to our home warranty company to figure out what to do...within about 2 hours we had a plumber out here and he says we need a new water heater!!! Normally I would have about lost my shit right there--but thanks to the warranty, we just had to pay our little flat fee for the visit and the new unit was COMPLETELY covered!!! So we were actually pretty excited about that! Not long after the plumber left, Nani, Papaw and Katie came down for a visit. We had a lot of fun with them--Christopher really enjoyed their company and was absolutely enamored with Katie.
Here is a little clip of him trying oh-so-hard to get her attention...although she was more interested in Bolt at the time! They were really really cute together though...
David's hand had caught the brunt of his ordeal on Thursday night, and had continued to swell and just look skanky in general no matter how much he cleaned it and kept Neosporin on it and all that. So we wondered if it wasn't maybe broken or fractured or something more serious. Between his mom and Inagging conspiring encouraging him to go and get his hand checked, he decided it was best to humor us, so he and his dad went up to the ER to have it x-rayed and whatnot. Luckily, nothing was broken or fractured, he just had a really really bad infection. They gave him antibiotics and drew a circle around where the infection was and told him to come back in if the redness moved past that line or the swelling increased at all.
So we pretty much spent the next 24 hours just looking at his hand and doing this number:
"do you think it's moving?"
"mmmm, hard to tell, I think uh mayyyybe over here, but I definitely don't think so over there"
"how's the swelling feeling?"
"better, but does it look worse? I think it might look worse"
"no, I think it looks better"
"hmm..ok"
"don't be a hero--if you think it looks or feels worse go back in!!!"
"yeah I will"
"suuuuuure..."
Sunday was almost boring for both of us--we watched a movie or two and just puttered around the house here and there, but for the most part I think we both just tried to recooperate from the week and enjoy the chill.
After dancing around like that for however long, I finally decided that I thought it was spreading and sent him to the ER again at about 10pm Sunday. That's how I roll. The ER said basically the same thing--it was spreading a bit, so they gave him a booster shot of some antibiotic and it's just been getting better ever since! YAY!
So now on the upswing--we did get the insurance people to come out to the house and assess the damage that had been done by the water heater and we are getting NEW CARPET through the whole house! (well, except for the office and pantry closet...but we'll just pay for those out of pocket). I went today and priced some carpet samples and stuff so I'm pretty pumped about that.
There's probably more--but at this point I am tired of typing, and I'm sure you're tired of reading. Kudos to any and all that made it this far. Ciao!
Our little picnic outing came back to haunt us with a vengeance! After we got home, I unloaded the ice chest, and David and I split one of the subs that he had got us for lunch...big, big, B-I-G-G-G-G mistake! At this point we are pretty solidly declaring that sandwich the culprit of a bad case of food poisoning. Monday afternoon around 4 both of us started feeling pretty queasy--I had called David to ask if he was going to be coming home on time (in light of my unsettled stomach) and he says 'yep, but I'm not going to be much good, my stomach is really upset', I'm all 'yeah mine is too...feeling nauseated and just overall yuck'...so that night was NO fun. On top of both of us being sick, David got called out to work. I gave him one of my best "oh my God you're the biggest idiot I've ever met for actually taking that call" looks, but it didn't do a thing. He ended up being out for oh, I don't know 3 hours or so and came home and announces that he was staying home the next day. Doy.
Tuesday I have to say is the first and only time we have said Thank God for Daycare! We got up, packed Christopher up, and David and I both slept off the trauma that engulfed Monday night for us--we really needed it. By the time we picked Chris up at 5 we were both feeling much better and, although pretty weak, were able to enjoy the evening and actually take care of Chris and play with the kind of oomph that he needed and deserved.
Wednesday was one of those days where David worked for like 20 hours or whatever--he didn't get home until around 2am so I will admit I wasn't too happy. I didn't have a chance to really do a run-through and make sure I had everything packed up for work on Thursday or set out my clothes or make sure Chris's diaper bag was all stocked or anything--so come 4am on Thursday I was trying to not only get ready for work but do all of that too, so I was a little grouchy on my way to work. :(
The actual day Thursday was good--but then came after work. I ended up staying a little late at the office and missed my window to get on the road with Goo before he was going to want to eat again so I just decided to stay and wait for him to eat at 7 and then get on the road. We ended up leaving at about 7:45 and it took us THREEEEEEEE hours to get home. Goo didn't sleep very well on the ride home and I finally pulled over at a gas station since I had to stop anyhow and pulled him out of his car seat for what turned into over half an hour just to calm him down. Luckily he made the rest of the trip home from that point very well and we got home just in time for him to want to eat and go back to bed. Even walking in the door at almost 11pm we beat David home from work! He had quite a um, eventful evening with an exciting bust and for lack of want to go into a huge elaborate story, let me just say that he wound up at the bottom of a pile of policemen in pursuit of a bad guy and essentially they all mopped a parking lot with him! He came home all scraped and banged up but had a huge smile on his face--he clearly had a good time.
Friday night was quiet--thank goodness! I was able to get some laundry and dishes and a little bit of cleaning done while David and Goo played and hung out on the couch--I think we may have even sat down and watched a movie or two together. :)
Saturday brought more drama. We had a few wet spots in our floor here and there in the hallway, and David had determined late Friday night that it was a leaky water heater. So I called first thing Saturday morning to our home warranty company to figure out what to do...within about 2 hours we had a plumber out here and he says we need a new water heater!!! Normally I would have about lost my shit right there--but thanks to the warranty, we just had to pay our little flat fee for the visit and the new unit was COMPLETELY covered!!! So we were actually pretty excited about that! Not long after the plumber left, Nani, Papaw and Katie came down for a visit. We had a lot of fun with them--Christopher really enjoyed their company and was absolutely enamored with Katie.
Here is a little clip of him trying oh-so-hard to get her attention...although she was more interested in Bolt at the time! They were really really cute together though...
David's hand had caught the brunt of his ordeal on Thursday night, and had continued to swell and just look skanky in general no matter how much he cleaned it and kept Neosporin on it and all that. So we wondered if it wasn't maybe broken or fractured or something more serious. Between his mom and I
So we pretty much spent the next 24 hours just looking at his hand and doing this number:
"do you think it's moving?"
"mmmm, hard to tell, I think uh mayyyybe over here, but I definitely don't think so over there"
"how's the swelling feeling?"
"better, but does it look worse? I think it might look worse"
"no, I think it looks better"
"hmm..ok"
"don't be a hero--if you think it looks or feels worse go back in!!!"
"yeah I will"
"suuuuuure..."
Sunday was almost boring for both of us--we watched a movie or two and just puttered around the house here and there, but for the most part I think we both just tried to recooperate from the week and enjoy the chill.
After dancing around like that for however long, I finally decided that I thought it was spreading and sent him to the ER again at about 10pm Sunday. That's how I roll. The ER said basically the same thing--it was spreading a bit, so they gave him a booster shot of some antibiotic and it's just been getting better ever since! YAY!
So now on the upswing--we did get the insurance people to come out to the house and assess the damage that had been done by the water heater and we are getting NEW CARPET through the whole house! (well, except for the office and pantry closet...but we'll just pay for those out of pocket). I went today and priced some carpet samples and stuff so I'm pretty pumped about that.
There's probably more--but at this point I am tired of typing, and I'm sure you're tired of reading. Kudos to any and all that made it this far. Ciao!
6/01/2009
Ahh to be home!
Our first weekend home in nearly a month and it was just as wonderful as I imagined it would be.
Saturday morning cartoons with Daddy
Aside from Christopher being sick and snotty (poor guy) he was in great spirits so we took him for a little stroll on the "farm", as I like to call our yard, Saturday evening...
This pic makes me giggle--both of their faces are priceless!
Such a happy boy!
Christopher had himself a leeeeeeeeeeeeaf!
It was a lovely evening and we had lots fun looking at trees and birdies while pondering life and all things cosmically and comically bigger than us.
Sunday morning David got up with Chris for the morning bottle and let me sleep in--he's so awesome! Well I got up around 10:30 to get a bottle ready expecting that he would have left to go fishing while we slept, but he did not. He was waiting for us so that we could go on a little family fishing and picnic trip! It sounded like fun so we gave it a whirl. Unnnnnfortunately, we spent more time driving around the lake trying to find a good spot for him to fish that would give me and Chris a good shady spot to rest our tushies than we actually spent outside the car! Once we finally found a spot and got all settled and I think David did about 3 casts in 2 minutes before I hear this "YYYEeeeeehhghggh!"....my immediate thought: SNAKE! Aaaaaaaaaaaand I was right! There was one in the water swimming toward him and the banks before turning and heading away from us...but we promptly and swiftly packed up camp and hightailed it out of there. Plus, it was almost 90 degrees outside, so the baby wasn't going to last too long anyhow. But we give ourselves an A for effort anyway. In all the commotion though, we only had time to take 1 little snapshot of Christopher's first trip to the lake...
Anyhow, that pretty much sums up the highlights of the weekend.
Saturday morning cartoons with DaddyAside from Christopher being sick and snotty (poor guy) he was in great spirits so we took him for a little stroll on the "farm", as I like to call our yard, Saturday evening...
This pic makes me giggle--both of their faces are priceless!
Such a happy boy!
Christopher had himself a leeeeeeeeeeeeaf!It was a lovely evening and we had lots fun looking at trees and birdies while pondering life and all things cosmically and comically bigger than us.
Sunday morning David got up with Chris for the morning bottle and let me sleep in--he's so awesome! Well I got up around 10:30 to get a bottle ready expecting that he would have left to go fishing while we slept, but he did not. He was waiting for us so that we could go on a little family fishing and picnic trip! It sounded like fun so we gave it a whirl. Unnnnnfortunately, we spent more time driving around the lake trying to find a good spot for him to fish that would give me and Chris a good shady spot to rest our tushies than we actually spent outside the car! Once we finally found a spot and got all settled and I think David did about 3 casts in 2 minutes before I hear this "YYYEeeeeehhghggh!"....my immediate thought: SNAKE! Aaaaaaaaaaaand I was right! There was one in the water swimming toward him and the banks before turning and heading away from us...but we promptly and swiftly packed up camp and hightailed it out of there. Plus, it was almost 90 degrees outside, so the baby wasn't going to last too long anyhow. But we give ourselves an A for effort anyway. In all the commotion though, we only had time to take 1 little snapshot of Christopher's first trip to the lake...
Anyhow, that pretty much sums up the highlights of the weekend.
5/26/2009
*tap*tap*tap*...is this thing on??
Okay Okay so blogging is not my forte!
I can't believe it's already been a month since I last posted--time really is flying by! So what's new in the Land of Goo since I last bothered to jot anything down? Lots of stuff! So let's do this bullet-style!
* My little Boogie-Bear turned 3 months old on May 19th!
* Christopher is standing up on our laps, can pull himself up from lay-down to sit-up by holding our hands and is getting stronger every day.
* He can lift up his head with good control when he’s on his tummy, and can roll over if he’s on a soft surface such as a mattress…as long as there’s a big person giving him a little “give” in the mattress to get him started! ;)
* He is taking 6oz. bottles already and all but smashes them against his forehead once he is done--takes no prisoners, that one!
* He coos oh so sweetly and smiles regularly and has even started to laugh a little big—we are still waiting for a good chuckle, but we get what is clearly a laugh with amusement at times.
* He is batting at objects and has started paying attention to the TV and studying things in front of him.
* He’s got the sweetest little fat biscuit-dough thighs I’ve ever seen!
* I’ve started back to work—which has turned out not to be as bad as I feared. If I had been forced to return at 6-weeks postpartum like I had originally thought, I’m sure that it would have been a completely different story!! But so far so good.
* Christopher is officially in day-care. It’s of course not ideal, but I think that I’m OK with it. I’m able to concentrate on my work and can even use my lunch-hours to push laundry through or do dishes or get a head-start on dinner and take some of the burden off of all of us in the evenings. It helps that we got a rave review about the ladies who own the daycare center that we are using from the Chief of Police—so I feel like he is in good hands when he can’t be in my own. ...but I've certainly implemented my Powerball-Retirement-Plan here lately!!!
* We have printed out a lot of pictures for frames and this has lead to us finally deciding that the time has come to dispose of the hideous green walls in our living room----so we will be painting sometime in the next few weeks. I am not a huge fan of the actual painting process, but oh goodness do I luh-huh-huh-huuuuv when it is done! So pretty soon it will be "so long green sponge-painted catastrophe…hello beautiful rich Antique Bronze oasis" (or so I think)!
* The animals officially drive me batty! Try as we might, we inevitably leave a stray diaper or used burp-cloth laying around for Buddy to get a hold of after we have gone to bed, so we wake up to surprises left and right. Sigh. ... The cats are still bringing carcasses inside in hopes of proving their worth—no more bunnies since our post-Easter drama, but we’ve had a couple of mice and a birdie who, judging by all the feathers, met a rather traumatic demise over the long weekend. They’re all about to be de-teethed. Stay tuned.
* Though I’m not an “official” graduate yet, I’m so close I can taste it! Just 2 papers to write and I will have my Bachelor’s Degree!!! It’s very very exciting…now I just need to stay home long enough to actually have a shot at making myself sit down and get them done! ;)
* My first Mother's Day was fantastic! Boogie got me a cute little Mommy coffee mug and a Willow Tree figurine called "Our Gift" which has a mom, dad, and baby to add to my collection, and the sweetest little card I had ever read. Just melted my heart. :)
* And now, for what you’ve all undoubtedly been waiting for…pictures! Here are a few of my favorite snapshots from April-May:
*
I can't believe it's already been a month since I last posted--time really is flying by! So what's new in the Land of Goo since I last bothered to jot anything down? Lots of stuff! So let's do this bullet-style!
* My little Boogie-Bear turned 3 months old on May 19th!
* Christopher is standing up on our laps, can pull himself up from lay-down to sit-up by holding our hands and is getting stronger every day.
* He can lift up his head with good control when he’s on his tummy, and can roll over if he’s on a soft surface such as a mattress…as long as there’s a big person giving him a little “give” in the mattress to get him started! ;)
* He is taking 6oz. bottles already and all but smashes them against his forehead once he is done--takes no prisoners, that one!
* He coos oh so sweetly and smiles regularly and has even started to laugh a little big—we are still waiting for a good chuckle, but we get what is clearly a laugh with amusement at times.
* He is batting at objects and has started paying attention to the TV and studying things in front of him.
* He’s got the sweetest little fat biscuit-dough thighs I’ve ever seen!
* I’ve started back to work—which has turned out not to be as bad as I feared. If I had been forced to return at 6-weeks postpartum like I had originally thought, I’m sure that it would have been a completely different story!! But so far so good.
* Christopher is officially in day-care. It’s of course not ideal, but I think that I’m OK with it. I’m able to concentrate on my work and can even use my lunch-hours to push laundry through or do dishes or get a head-start on dinner and take some of the burden off of all of us in the evenings. It helps that we got a rave review about the ladies who own the daycare center that we are using from the Chief of Police—so I feel like he is in good hands when he can’t be in my own. ...but I've certainly implemented my Powerball-Retirement-Plan here lately!!!
* We have printed out a lot of pictures for frames and this has lead to us finally deciding that the time has come to dispose of the hideous green walls in our living room----so we will be painting sometime in the next few weeks. I am not a huge fan of the actual painting process, but oh goodness do I luh-huh-huh-huuuuv when it is done! So pretty soon it will be "so long green sponge-painted catastrophe…hello beautiful rich Antique Bronze oasis" (or so I think)!
* The animals officially drive me batty! Try as we might, we inevitably leave a stray diaper or used burp-cloth laying around for Buddy to get a hold of after we have gone to bed, so we wake up to surprises left and right. Sigh. ... The cats are still bringing carcasses inside in hopes of proving their worth—no more bunnies since our post-Easter drama, but we’ve had a couple of mice and a birdie who, judging by all the feathers, met a rather traumatic demise over the long weekend. They’re all about to be de-teethed. Stay tuned.
* Though I’m not an “official” graduate yet, I’m so close I can taste it! Just 2 papers to write and I will have my Bachelor’s Degree!!! It’s very very exciting…now I just need to stay home long enough to actually have a shot at making myself sit down and get them done! ;)
* My first Mother's Day was fantastic! Boogie got me a cute little Mommy coffee mug and a Willow Tree figurine called "Our Gift" which has a mom, dad, and baby to add to my collection, and the sweetest little card I had ever read. Just melted my heart. :)
* And now, for what you’ve all undoubtedly been waiting for…pictures! Here are a few of my favorite snapshots from April-May:
*
4/25/2009
I'm glad he doesn't have the know-how to fling it!
I always heard about how people were so amazed about the things that took over as primary conversations in their relationships after they had kids. Aaaaaand now I know for myself--we loooooove to talk about poo! Christopher hadn't made any poopies for like 3 days, but gave me the honor of that oh-so-telling facial expression a couple of hours ago. I decided to wait it out for a few and make sure he was done (we've made the mistake of jumping the gun too early a couple of times, and that was weird is all I can say!).
So I lay down my sweet little innocent angel-faced boy, who mind you is all smiles and coos (now I know why)....open the diaper and O.M.G! Yeah, he was covered literally completely from front to back, bow to stern, engine to kaboose if you will. I had never seen that much crap in my entire life! David and I just stood there in amazement for a minute before we just started cracking up. I said to the little one..."I'm not even mad, that was amazing!" (I heart Ron Burgandy)
I couldn't even tackle it with wipes so I took his dirty little bum over to the sink to hose him down! Scenes from Three Men and a Baby came to mind---I should really rent that movie---new #1 on the ole Blockbuster queue for me! But I digress...
Anyway, I just had this overwhelming need to share that with anyone who was willing to read it. So now it is forever etched in public record that Christopher dropped the biggest load in history today. The End.
So I lay down my sweet little innocent angel-faced boy, who mind you is all smiles and coos (now I know why)....open the diaper and O.M.G! Yeah, he was covered literally completely from front to back, bow to stern, engine to kaboose if you will. I had never seen that much crap in my entire life! David and I just stood there in amazement for a minute before we just started cracking up. I said to the little one..."I'm not even mad, that was amazing!" (I heart Ron Burgandy)
I couldn't even tackle it with wipes so I took his dirty little bum over to the sink to hose him down! Scenes from Three Men and a Baby came to mind---I should really rent that movie---new #1 on the ole Blockbuster queue for me! But I digress...
Anyway, I just had this overwhelming need to share that with anyone who was willing to read it. So now it is forever etched in public record that Christopher dropped the biggest load in history today. The End.
4/17/2009
So So SO disturbing!
So last night I decided to take advantage of David feeding Christopher, and jumped at the chance to take a quick shower. I stroll into the bedroom to get some clothes together and turn around and just happen to glance down at the floor in front of David's dresser.
"Well what in the world is tha...oh...oh my God...OH my GOD....Oh Oh OH MY GAWWWD!!!" is almost verbatim what came out of my mouth! What is the cause of my dismay you wonder? Well, I'll tell you.....sitting in the floor is half a baby bunny. Yeah, I said HALF a baby bunny!!!! I'm talking all I see is gore followed by the cute little furry tail and legs....there's what must have been a front paw casually tossed a few inches away and some sort of an organ tossed a few inches in another direction.
I go to the living room with a look of disgust and horror on my face and tell David what I've discovered. So he hands off Goo and gets a plastic bag and towel to go and take care of the carnage. As he walks out of the bedroom toward the front door he says "I hear rabbits feet are supposed to be lucky...you want one?" He really thought he was funny. Geeeeez.
So here is what disturbs me the most...I KNOW one of the cats did it, because Buddy is banned from the bedroom via baby-gate for the time being...I highly suspect it was my little "angel" Charles; he was the one who brought in a little bunny just the other day (Gasp! Could it be the same poor little bunny???). But I never heard any kind of noises or anything, so I don't know if the bunny was found in his condition and brought in for sport, or if one of my kitties was really capable of doing this. Unfortunately, if the massacre did occur in our room, there's a cute little bunny head somewhere yet to be discovered. I guess time will tell...if it's still here, I'm sure it will start stinkin to high heaven here pretty soon!
Sigh.
"Well what in the world is tha...oh...oh my God...OH my GOD....Oh Oh OH MY GAWWWD!!!" is almost verbatim what came out of my mouth! What is the cause of my dismay you wonder? Well, I'll tell you.....sitting in the floor is half a baby bunny. Yeah, I said HALF a baby bunny!!!! I'm talking all I see is gore followed by the cute little furry tail and legs....there's what must have been a front paw casually tossed a few inches away and some sort of an organ tossed a few inches in another direction.
I go to the living room with a look of disgust and horror on my face and tell David what I've discovered. So he hands off Goo and gets a plastic bag and towel to go and take care of the carnage. As he walks out of the bedroom toward the front door he says "I hear rabbits feet are supposed to be lucky...you want one?" He really thought he was funny. Geeeeez.
So here is what disturbs me the most...I KNOW one of the cats did it, because Buddy is banned from the bedroom via baby-gate for the time being...I highly suspect it was my little "angel" Charles; he was the one who brought in a little bunny just the other day (Gasp! Could it be the same poor little bunny???). But I never heard any kind of noises or anything, so I don't know if the bunny was found in his condition and brought in for sport, or if one of my kitties was really capable of doing this. Unfortunately, if the massacre did occur in our room, there's a cute little bunny head somewhere yet to be discovered. I guess time will tell...if it's still here, I'm sure it will start stinkin to high heaven here pretty soon!
Sigh.
4/16/2009
Ahhhh home again...
We have spent the past two weekends in a row in Norman--but now we are home for a few weeks and I am ecstatic! I'm really excited that tomorrow is Friday and I don't have to worry about trying to pack clothes for the weekend! ;) Good times.
Can you believe that Christopher is 8 weeks old today??! He really is growing every day and changing before my eyes. It's really awesome to get to see him morph into a beautiful little man.
My little Goo is doing fantastically this week. I've kind of taken it upon myself to be the bathtime guru and have really been enjoying bathtime since he can finally be fully submerged in water. I'm shooting for every other day when I can get him to cooperate, but ya know, whatever. One thing I've learned this week, Goo loves his baths, but he hate-hate-hates getting out! I swear you would think I was performing some sort of cruel torture when he comes out of there. I mean, I know it's a little chilly, but gah, don't be such a baby about it! Sheesh. :P
Ummm what else? Really nothing much--this week has pretty much flown by. I can't believe it's the middle of April already. My time off of work is coming to a rapid close with only 3 more weeks to go. :( I am really not looking forward to starting back again. I mean, yeah it'll be nice to get back to my peeps, but it breaks my heart that Christopher will have to go to daycare now. I really need to start playing Powerball....
Can you believe that Christopher is 8 weeks old today??! He really is growing every day and changing before my eyes. It's really awesome to get to see him morph into a beautiful little man.
My little Goo is doing fantastically this week. I've kind of taken it upon myself to be the bathtime guru and have really been enjoying bathtime since he can finally be fully submerged in water. I'm shooting for every other day when I can get him to cooperate, but ya know, whatever. One thing I've learned this week, Goo loves his baths, but he hate-hate-hates getting out! I swear you would think I was performing some sort of cruel torture when he comes out of there. I mean, I know it's a little chilly, but gah, don't be such a baby about it! Sheesh. :P
Ummm what else? Really nothing much--this week has pretty much flown by. I can't believe it's the middle of April already. My time off of work is coming to a rapid close with only 3 more weeks to go. :( I am really not looking forward to starting back again. I mean, yeah it'll be nice to get back to my peeps, but it breaks my heart that Christopher will have to go to daycare now. I really need to start playing Powerball....
4/06/2009
Gummy Grins!
It's been a few weeks since I posted anything, so it's really more out of a sense of obligation than anything that I'm writing today...
So what's been going on? A whole lotta nothing! Christopher still pretty much sleeps most of the day, which is nice but does not allow me to be as productive as I would have thought! He very much likes to sleep on our chests, so I have to draw upon all of my stealthy ninja skills to lay him down during the day so that I can do anything other than hold him and watch bad daytime television. Rough, I know. ;)
He is growing very very well! He had a mini-check up at the doctor's office on 4/1 and he weighed in at a hefty 9lb 11oz, and was a lanky 21" long! My boy is just growing before my very eyes. He is 6 weeks old now, and he's just recently started smiling!!! I just LOVE those gummy grins! They're very elusive, but I managed to get a good one this past weekend...
We went to Norman this weekend--Christopher's cousins, Katie and Trace, had their birthday party on Sunday...his first big party! He was quite the party animal...in his dreams, I'm sure! The party was really fun and quite the ruckus when the present-opening ceremony launched, but Goo slept right through it. It was really impressive...I brag about my own sleeping skills on occasion, but I was put to shame.
We will be going back to Norman for Easter--he has a cute little "Baby's First Easter" outfit...complete with bunny faces on the feet of his pants and a fuzzy little bunny tail on the bum. Soooooo adorable!
David and I are doing well--we've got a pretty good schedule going, but I'll tell you what, whenever we have to deviate from it and either of us takes two or three consecutive feedings it's pretty brutal! I had one of those nights last night and I pretty much wanted to catch my hair on fire this morning when I had to get up for feeding #3. But ya know, whatever. That's why they make babies so cute, I've decided...it's hard to resent something so adorable, even at the expense of sleepytime.
So what's been going on? A whole lotta nothing! Christopher still pretty much sleeps most of the day, which is nice but does not allow me to be as productive as I would have thought! He very much likes to sleep on our chests, so I have to draw upon all of my stealthy ninja skills to lay him down during the day so that I can do anything other than hold him and watch bad daytime television. Rough, I know. ;)
He is growing very very well! He had a mini-check up at the doctor's office on 4/1 and he weighed in at a hefty 9lb 11oz, and was a lanky 21" long! My boy is just growing before my very eyes. He is 6 weeks old now, and he's just recently started smiling!!! I just LOVE those gummy grins! They're very elusive, but I managed to get a good one this past weekend...
We went to Norman this weekend--Christopher's cousins, Katie and Trace, had their birthday party on Sunday...his first big party! He was quite the party animal...in his dreams, I'm sure! The party was really fun and quite the ruckus when the present-opening ceremony launched, but Goo slept right through it. It was really impressive...I brag about my own sleeping skills on occasion, but I was put to shame.
We will be going back to Norman for Easter--he has a cute little "Baby's First Easter" outfit...complete with bunny faces on the feet of his pants and a fuzzy little bunny tail on the bum. Soooooo adorable!
David and I are doing well--we've got a pretty good schedule going, but I'll tell you what, whenever we have to deviate from it and either of us takes two or three consecutive feedings it's pretty brutal! I had one of those nights last night and I pretty much wanted to catch my hair on fire this morning when I had to get up for feeding #3. But ya know, whatever. That's why they make babies so cute, I've decided...it's hard to resent something so adorable, even at the expense of sleepytime.
3/15/2009
Is it really 3am?!?!
I've lost all sense of "normal" hours! Here it is, 3am, and I feel like it's maybe 9p at best. We're still on a pretty steady 3-4 hour feeding schedule with Christopher, but he's going for longer stretches of 5-6 hours at night sometimes. (I'm always excited when we get a good run in there!)
David went back to work this week, so there has been some adjusting going on. We've got a system going now where I (obviously) take care of Goo during the day, then David takes over when he gets home and I have the evenings to move around freely, make dinner, wrap up things I had planned to do during the day, etc. He stays up until after the midnight-ish bottle while I go to bed to get a head-start on my sleeps, and then lays him down after he's done eating. Then it's my turn again--I take care of the graveyard shift and see it on through until around 6p.
Christopher is still absolutely wonderful. I swear I just can't get enough of that little boy! He is definitely putting on weight and filling out very nicely and is having longer wakeful periods now, which I love! He looks so different when his eyes are open than when he's sleeping. He has these big beautiful gray-blue eyes...they remind me of stormy seas. (insert dreamy sigh) I really am smitten!
We had our first big trip to Norman last week and it went very well. We went to town Thursday morning and came home pretty late on Sunday--we probably got home around 10:30 that night. It was a lot longer trip than I had anticipated, but overall it went well. Christopher was quite the hit with everyone he met (shocker!). I was more than relieved to finally get home, though, I'm not gonna lie! Being away for extra days definitely made me appreciate being at home again.
David went back to work this week, so there has been some adjusting going on. We've got a system going now where I (obviously) take care of Goo during the day, then David takes over when he gets home and I have the evenings to move around freely, make dinner, wrap up things I had planned to do during the day, etc. He stays up until after the midnight-ish bottle while I go to bed to get a head-start on my sleeps, and then lays him down after he's done eating. Then it's my turn again--I take care of the graveyard shift and see it on through until around 6p.
Christopher is still absolutely wonderful. I swear I just can't get enough of that little boy! He is definitely putting on weight and filling out very nicely and is having longer wakeful periods now, which I love! He looks so different when his eyes are open than when he's sleeping. He has these big beautiful gray-blue eyes...they remind me of stormy seas. (insert dreamy sigh) I really am smitten!
We had our first big trip to Norman last week and it went very well. We went to town Thursday morning and came home pretty late on Sunday--we probably got home around 10:30 that night. It was a lot longer trip than I had anticipated, but overall it went well. Christopher was quite the hit with everyone he met (shocker!). I was more than relieved to finally get home, though, I'm not gonna lie! Being away for extra days definitely made me appreciate being at home again.
3/02/2009
Grandparent Weekend
Our first official weekend at home with Christopher was a Grandparents Weekend. My parents came down to visit Saturday afternoon; Sunday we welcomed David's parents, along with Michael and Jay (who happened to be camping in the area over the weekend as well). We had a wonderful time. Christopher really enjoyed the company and was on his best behavior, I am proud to report. ;)
Today we took Christopher to David's office to visit the guys up there and a couple of ladies from the court house came by to see the baby as well, then on the way home we stopped at the Blair police station and introduced Christopher to Joe the Blair Chief of Police...they'll be patrolling together soon, so I'm told. haha
Everyone has been very excited to meet him, and it's been a lot of fun showing him off! This week, I get to take him to MY office and let everyone at CLS meet him in person! I'm very excited for our first trip to Norman, but am a bit apprehensive at the same time. It's going to be interesting being away from home base for a couple of days on top of our already FUBAR schedule...but I am sure it will be perfectly wonderful.
Here are some pics from the weekend among other things...I'm told that I "HAVE" to post new pics with every blog as a part of standard Baby-Blog etiquette haha, so here we go! ;)
Christopher with my parents on Saturday
With Nani and Papaw on Sunday...
David gathered him up to go change his diaper, and he was sleeping with one hand down his pants...just like a man! That cracked me up!
Buddy snuggled up with Daddy and Christopher this evening for some quality "boy-time". It was really sweet.
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