Saturday, April 30, 2011
Thursday, April 28, 2011
The long and short of it
I have always been attached (unreasonably so) to Ira's long hair. I loved how cute it was curly and long and floppy. It just seemed like it was part of his personality.
For those who didn't know what Ira looked like as a baby (or 18 month old) here are some pictures for a refresher:
His hair also grows incredibly fast. Like... he's 5 years old and has had his hair cut around 20 times... fast. (Thank goodness for my sister who cuts his hair - I'm happy to pay her!)
Alas, we found out that when he goes to school in the fall, the school rule for boys' hair is that it "cannot touch the collar or the ears." So I knew the day would come when we'd have to cut his precious locks. And I'd really, really been dreading it. You see, every time Mandy cut his hair short (which I'd had her do before just so she wouldn't have to cut it so often) I would CRY. There I admitted it. Perhaps I am vain or looks-obsessed or something, but it just seemed like Ira wasn't himself with short hair. He wasn't that adorable, funny, floppy-haired little boy.
So, as you can imagine, Mandy wasn't real excited to do the "big boy" hair cut on Ira. But he'd already changed in looks with his glasses, and I figured that I'd be a mess enough come the end of summer about him going off to school the last thing I would need then was for him to look like a totally different kid too.
So we decided to have her cut his hair short. Shorter than she'd ever cut it before. And let me tell you. I LOVE it! I didn't even cry! It was definitely an adjustment at first (I saw him a couple times at Story Hour and was like "whose kid is that?" before I realized he was mine.) And everyone that saw him for awhile after he got it cut seriously did. not. recognize. him. But I love the cut. I love how easy it is. And I love how handsome he looks.
And truly, the thing that I think I was really mourning all along was not the loss of his curls or long hair, but just the fact that my baby boy is growing up. And he's looking like a big kid now - and that's okay. I'm proud of the boy he is growing into!
For those who didn't know what Ira looked like as a baby (or 18 month old) here are some pictures for a refresher:
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| Just LOOK at those curls! |
Alas, we found out that when he goes to school in the fall, the school rule for boys' hair is that it "cannot touch the collar or the ears." So I knew the day would come when we'd have to cut his precious locks. And I'd really, really been dreading it. You see, every time Mandy cut his hair short (which I'd had her do before just so she wouldn't have to cut it so often) I would CRY. There I admitted it. Perhaps I am vain or looks-obsessed or something, but it just seemed like Ira wasn't himself with short hair. He wasn't that adorable, funny, floppy-haired little boy.
So, as you can imagine, Mandy wasn't real excited to do the "big boy" hair cut on Ira. But he'd already changed in looks with his glasses, and I figured that I'd be a mess enough come the end of summer about him going off to school the last thing I would need then was for him to look like a totally different kid too.
So we decided to have her cut his hair short. Shorter than she'd ever cut it before. And let me tell you. I LOVE it! I didn't even cry! It was definitely an adjustment at first (I saw him a couple times at Story Hour and was like "whose kid is that?" before I realized he was mine.) And everyone that saw him for awhile after he got it cut seriously did. not. recognize. him. But I love the cut. I love how easy it is. And I love how handsome he looks.
And truly, the thing that I think I was really mourning all along was not the loss of his curls or long hair, but just the fact that my baby boy is growing up. And he's looking like a big kid now - and that's okay. I'm proud of the boy he is growing into!
Tuesday, April 26, 2011
Baby Elijah
On March 24th, the last of my 4 siblings had a baby. My brother Drew and his wife Abby had their first baby - a boy - Elijah Jude. Eli brings the niece/nephew (which I really think there should be a collective word for - like "sobrinos" in Spanish) count on my side to 4 - 2 boys, 2 girls. It's kind of crazy to think that in a matter of less than 6 years my family went from a family of 6 with all 4 of us kids living at home - to all 4 of us kids being married and having kids of our own - there are now 16 of us all together (inlaws, outlaws, and children included.) We are so blessed!!
My mom and I took Ira and Ruby up to see "Baby Elijah" the day after he was born. He looked SO tiny compared to Ruby. Ira was timid at first, but quickly fell in love after he finally decided he would try holding Eli. He's been in love ever since and can't wait to see him whenever we're getting together with the fam.
My mom and I took Ira and Ruby up to see "Baby Elijah" the day after he was born. He looked SO tiny compared to Ruby. Ira was timid at first, but quickly fell in love after he finally decided he would try holding Eli. He's been in love ever since and can't wait to see him whenever we're getting together with the fam.
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| A little timid at first |
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| "Can I kiss him, mom?" |
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| Not shy anymore! Ira, Uncle Drew, and Baby Elijah |
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| Ruby's not sure what to think |
Sunday, April 24, 2011
A "spec"ial post
As I'd mentioned in a prior post. We'd been noticing (for awhile now - like 9 months) that Ira wouldn't/couldn't look at us when we were taking pictures. At first we thought it was just a phase - a "wouldn't" thing - that he would outgrow/we could talk him out of. After awhile though, it became clear that it was a "couldn't" type of thing.
It was especially obvious when we were up in KC for that wedding. We were out to eat with Andy's parents and were trying to get Ira to focus on us while were saying something and he absolutely COULD not. His eyes darted this way and that, but absolutely could not stay focused on us. At that point, I was really concerned about what was going on, so I called to set up a routine vision exam with our eye doctor. He is an awesome doctor who specializes in children's vision/vision therapy.
It didn't take long at the appointment for the doctor to see what I was talking about (thank heavens - because his sight tested just fine.) He tried to get Ira to focus on a popsicle stick as he moved it closer and closer to his face and although he could at first, his eyes started darting soon after.
He explained to me that Ira's muscle that focuses his eye is immature. When it gets tired (after a lot of reading/towards the end of the day/or especially when we have him try to focus on something - like a camera - for an extended time) it involuntarily clinches and his eyes dart. He said that Ira is so smart that when (after his eyes clinch) we say "look at me" and he says "I am" even though his eyes aren't looking at us, it's because he's seeing us with his peripheral vision and so technically he is "looking at us" - sort of...
So he wanted to put Ira in bifocals. The top part would be nothing and the bottom part would magnify things up close to help that focusing muscle not have to work so hard - therefore it wouldn't tire out - therefore he would be able to focus! He said that it is something that Ira will hopefully outgrow as that muscle matures more, so he might not always have to wear glasses. Only time will tell!
For now, it is just so nice to already be seeing a difference in his ability to focus! And I'm glad we discovered this problem and took care of it when we did. Doc said if we hadn't, school might have become a drudgery as the print got smaller and it was harder and harder to focus.
I think he looks pretty doggone handsome and smart in his new specs!
It was especially obvious when we were up in KC for that wedding. We were out to eat with Andy's parents and were trying to get Ira to focus on us while were saying something and he absolutely COULD not. His eyes darted this way and that, but absolutely could not stay focused on us. At that point, I was really concerned about what was going on, so I called to set up a routine vision exam with our eye doctor. He is an awesome doctor who specializes in children's vision/vision therapy.
It didn't take long at the appointment for the doctor to see what I was talking about (thank heavens - because his sight tested just fine.) He tried to get Ira to focus on a popsicle stick as he moved it closer and closer to his face and although he could at first, his eyes started darting soon after.
He explained to me that Ira's muscle that focuses his eye is immature. When it gets tired (after a lot of reading/towards the end of the day/or especially when we have him try to focus on something - like a camera - for an extended time) it involuntarily clinches and his eyes dart. He said that Ira is so smart that when (after his eyes clinch) we say "look at me" and he says "I am" even though his eyes aren't looking at us, it's because he's seeing us with his peripheral vision and so technically he is "looking at us" - sort of...
So he wanted to put Ira in bifocals. The top part would be nothing and the bottom part would magnify things up close to help that focusing muscle not have to work so hard - therefore it wouldn't tire out - therefore he would be able to focus! He said that it is something that Ira will hopefully outgrow as that muscle matures more, so he might not always have to wear glasses. Only time will tell!
For now, it is just so nice to already be seeing a difference in his ability to focus! And I'm glad we discovered this problem and took care of it when we did. Doc said if we hadn't, school might have become a drudgery as the print got smaller and it was harder and harder to focus.
I think he looks pretty doggone handsome and smart in his new specs!
Same silly Ira!
Friday, April 22, 2011
Helper
Someone's been helping load the dishwasher (unbeknownst to mommy & daddy.)
Do you see what I see?
Not her binkie, but Kevin's (Ira's Cabbage Patch kid) needed washed apparently.
Do you see what I see?
Not her binkie, but Kevin's (Ira's Cabbage Patch kid) needed washed apparently.
Wednesday, April 20, 2011
Eatin' Girl
Ever since we started introducing solid foods to Ruby (at 6 months) we have struggled with her getting diaper rashes after each new food. Typically, they would clear up within a few days-week, and we'd be good to go on that food, ready to introduce another one.
Until we introduced wheat products at about 9 months. Then the diaper rash got bad. And by bad I mean like it would bleed bad. And it took forEVER to clear up. We bought some Triple Paste diaper cream (which I would HIGHLY recommend for any diaper rash issues that can't be cleared up by Desitin - it made a difference after just 1 diaper change.) But even that couldn't completely clear up the rash until we stopped the wheat. So we'd stop for awhile then try to reintroduce - no dice. And the really bad thing was, it seemed like any food we introduced made the same horrible diaper rash. Worried that Ruby's diet would always only consist of veggies, meat, and rice, I called our doctor.
He said it sounded like the new enzymes Ruby produced to digest new foods were very harsh on her bum (which totally made sense with what we'd seen all along.) Luckily, he also said it was something that she would likely grow out of with some time and patience. He said to still introduce new foods slowly and to try again with the wheat every so often.
So for her first birthday, you already know that I made her a rice cake "cake." Well, about a week after her b-day, we decided to try dairy products with her again (cheese had previously caused her bum issues.) Low and behold, baby girl loves cow's milk - as did her bum! It looked better than it had in months. Not wanting to push our luck too much, we stuck with that for a week or two before introducing wheat again and what do you know - she's totally good with it! Andy thinks it's the miracle of farm milk (pasteurized at home.) I kind of tend to believe it a little too. Whatever the case - we've taken off from there and Ruby is now eating everything we do. Strawberries, tomatoes, potato salad (which she LOVED)... you name it, she's eating it!
It is SO nice to be able to feed her whatever we want now. From time to time, her bum still gets a little red, but it's nothing that a little Triple Paste over night won't take care of. I've got to give props to moms of kids with food allergies. It was like a whole other world when Ruby couldn't eat whatever we were. It was tough, and I salute you for dealing with it each and every day!
Now, some pictures of a cute little girl enjoying eating!
Until we introduced wheat products at about 9 months. Then the diaper rash got bad. And by bad I mean like it would bleed bad. And it took forEVER to clear up. We bought some Triple Paste diaper cream (which I would HIGHLY recommend for any diaper rash issues that can't be cleared up by Desitin - it made a difference after just 1 diaper change.) But even that couldn't completely clear up the rash until we stopped the wheat. So we'd stop for awhile then try to reintroduce - no dice. And the really bad thing was, it seemed like any food we introduced made the same horrible diaper rash. Worried that Ruby's diet would always only consist of veggies, meat, and rice, I called our doctor.
He said it sounded like the new enzymes Ruby produced to digest new foods were very harsh on her bum (which totally made sense with what we'd seen all along.) Luckily, he also said it was something that she would likely grow out of with some time and patience. He said to still introduce new foods slowly and to try again with the wheat every so often.
So for her first birthday, you already know that I made her a rice cake "cake." Well, about a week after her b-day, we decided to try dairy products with her again (cheese had previously caused her bum issues.) Low and behold, baby girl loves cow's milk - as did her bum! It looked better than it had in months. Not wanting to push our luck too much, we stuck with that for a week or two before introducing wheat again and what do you know - she's totally good with it! Andy thinks it's the miracle of farm milk (pasteurized at home.) I kind of tend to believe it a little too. Whatever the case - we've taken off from there and Ruby is now eating everything we do. Strawberries, tomatoes, potato salad (which she LOVED)... you name it, she's eating it!
It is SO nice to be able to feed her whatever we want now. From time to time, her bum still gets a little red, but it's nothing that a little Triple Paste over night won't take care of. I've got to give props to moms of kids with food allergies. It was like a whole other world when Ruby couldn't eat whatever we were. It was tough, and I salute you for dealing with it each and every day!
Now, some pictures of a cute little girl enjoying eating!
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| Would you like a bite? |
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| Cottage cheese anyone? Oh wait, nope, I'm keeping this stuff to myself! |
Monday, April 18, 2011
Chef Ira
Sorry this post has taken forever... I've been too lazy to dig out all the old picture files until today!
If there's one thing that Ira has consistently loved, it is being in the kitchen helping out.
I remember when he was just one having him help me measure ingredients into the bread machine.
I remember him helping me make gingerbread cookies (and eating the baking soda plain... blech...)
And pancakes.
And cinnamon rolls
And applesauce.
And now he's becoming even more self-sufficient! He peels carrots.
And the other night, he came up with an entire meal and helped me make it from start to finish! I let him decide on and make the menus.
And he got to decide that we would have not just any rolls (or rulzs as he spelled it) but blue rolls!
And he invented our entree: hamburger with spices. (1 lb. hamburger, 1 can corn, drained, 1/2 c. rice, kosher salt, and a whole slew of other spices from the spice rack.) And you know what, it was actually pretty darn good!
Not only does he love to help in the real kitchen, he LOVES playing with his kitchen set, formerly known as Chinese Restaurant. He revamped it the other day with an entirely new name and menu (that he typed up all by himself)!
I'm so glad my little boy loves working in the kitchen! It will be a quality that serves him well in the future no matter what vocation God gives him!
If there's one thing that Ira has consistently loved, it is being in the kitchen helping out.
I remember when he was just one having him help me measure ingredients into the bread machine.
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| 15 months old |
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| 20 months old |
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| 2 1/2 years old |
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| 3 1/2 years old |
And applesauce.
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| 4 1/2 years old |
And the other night, he came up with an entire meal and helped me make it from start to finish! I let him decide on and make the menus.
And he got to decide that we would have not just any rolls (or rulzs as he spelled it) but blue rolls!
And he invented our entree: hamburger with spices. (1 lb. hamburger, 1 can corn, drained, 1/2 c. rice, kosher salt, and a whole slew of other spices from the spice rack.) And you know what, it was actually pretty darn good!
Not only does he love to help in the real kitchen, he LOVES playing with his kitchen set, formerly known as Chinese Restaurant. He revamped it the other day with an entirely new name and menu (that he typed up all by himself)!
I'm so glad my little boy loves working in the kitchen! It will be a quality that serves him well in the future no matter what vocation God gives him!
Friday, April 8, 2011
"One"derful Day
Since last post was about Ruby's 1st year more than about her birthday party, I thought I'd do a special post just with birthday pictures!
I had fun making the invitation using Photoshop and Ruby's 0,2,4,6,8, & 10 month pictures. I wanted a simple "theme" for the party, and had been wanting an occasion to make these adorable flower cupcakes from my "Hello Cupcake" book, so I decided "flowers" would be our "theme."
The week leading up to her party was spent Spring cleaning our house (works kind of well that birthdays at our house coincide with the urge to excessively clean.) So everything from the window screens to the light globes on our light fixtures were scrubbed clean. It was was kind of tough fitting everything in, especially since that was the same week Andy went back to work (for those who were wondering, yes he's back to work but not in his original position and for a significant pay-cut - however, his company is doing everything they can to keep him employed. We are just thankful that he's working - times are so hard right now and we feel very fortunate to be in the situation we're in.) But everything (except for scrubbing beside the refrigerator) did get done and I was thrilled to have a clean house for... well 30 minutes.
Ruby was surrounded by family and friends for her party. We had a blast having everyone over and hanging out. Although we have a lot of people over for birthday parties, (between 20-30 - what can I say, we have a big circle of close family and friends) we try to keep things pretty simple otherwise - we have a meal for everyone (instead of party favors, which just seems to be junk that collects at everyone's house's anyway.) Then we do presents, play for a little bit (no organized games/activities) and then have cake and ice cream. I really enjoy making cakes/cupcakes, so I spend quite a bit of time planning and making the cakes/cupcakes for the kids' birthday parties. This year presented a little bit of a challenge because of Ruby's food enzyme sensitivities. Luckily, I put the question of what to do to my FB friends and someone suggested Rice Cakes. So Ruby's cake was 3 rice cakes stacked on top of each other frosted with homemade marshmallow/marshmallow cream. Everyone else got adorable flower cupcakes (used the homemade Oreos!)
Like I said, the party was a lot of work, but we had a LOT of fun!
I had fun making the invitation using Photoshop and Ruby's 0,2,4,6,8, & 10 month pictures. I wanted a simple "theme" for the party, and had been wanting an occasion to make these adorable flower cupcakes from my "Hello Cupcake" book, so I decided "flowers" would be our "theme."
The week leading up to her party was spent Spring cleaning our house (works kind of well that birthdays at our house coincide with the urge to excessively clean.) So everything from the window screens to the light globes on our light fixtures were scrubbed clean. It was was kind of tough fitting everything in, especially since that was the same week Andy went back to work (for those who were wondering, yes he's back to work but not in his original position and for a significant pay-cut - however, his company is doing everything they can to keep him employed. We are just thankful that he's working - times are so hard right now and we feel very fortunate to be in the situation we're in.) But everything (except for scrubbing beside the refrigerator) did get done and I was thrilled to have a clean house for... well 30 minutes.
Ruby was surrounded by family and friends for her party. We had a blast having everyone over and hanging out. Although we have a lot of people over for birthday parties, (between 20-30 - what can I say, we have a big circle of close family and friends) we try to keep things pretty simple otherwise - we have a meal for everyone (instead of party favors, which just seems to be junk that collects at everyone's house's anyway.) Then we do presents, play for a little bit (no organized games/activities) and then have cake and ice cream. I really enjoy making cakes/cupcakes, so I spend quite a bit of time planning and making the cakes/cupcakes for the kids' birthday parties. This year presented a little bit of a challenge because of Ruby's food enzyme sensitivities. Luckily, I put the question of what to do to my FB friends and someone suggested Rice Cakes. So Ruby's cake was 3 rice cakes stacked on top of each other frosted with homemade marshmallow/marshmallow cream. Everyone else got adorable flower cupcakes (used the homemade Oreos!)
Like I said, the party was a lot of work, but we had a LOT of fun!
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| Ruby's 12 month chair picture before all the guests arrived. |
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| Ruby's rice/marshmallow cake |
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| Fun flower cupcakes |
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| The spread |
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| Ruby looking to see if anyone else was coming. |
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| Andy's mom with her 4 grandchildren |
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| Ruby's dolly & stroller from Grandma Evelyn & Grandpa Chris |
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| Playing with her present from us - a purse with headbands, a comb, a brush, and a mirror. |
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| Showing off her dolly and stroller and new Stride Rite shoes (from Grandma Marilyn & Grandpa Bill) |
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| Not quite sure what to think of the birthday cake (love Ira's face in this picture.) |
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| "Happy Birthday dear Ruby!" (the candle was the one that was on Andy's 1st birthday cake - we used it for Ira's 1st, and now Ruby's 1st too!) |
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| Hmmm... what's this stuff? |
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| What a One-derful Day! |
Thursday, April 7, 2011
Ruby's 1st Year
I've been putting off writing this post because I know it's going to take some reflection, which takes time, which is something I don't have a lot of to devote to blogging. I also think it's kind of funny that this will be scheduled to post on Ira's birthday. It's just how we roll I guess, about a month behind!
Ruby is one and I really can't believe it. This precious miracle that we prayed for for so very long is not only here, but she's been with us an entire year! It's gone by very quickly. I think it must go that way the more kids you have or something. A friend shared a quote one time that rings so very true, "The days are long, but the years are short."
Dear precious baby girl:
We waited and prayed for you for so very long. You have fulfilled more dreams and renewed more hope than you will probably ever know. I will always think of you as our little miracle. Your birth was hard and beautiful and everything that I wanted for a natural childbirth. We were all immediately in love when you were born. Ira, well, I don't think it's possible for him to love you more. And you, well, you're absolutely in love with him too. You've been saying his name since you were about 5 months old and still yell it with fervor whenever you don't see him.
When you got here, we realized early on that you weren't going to be one of those "easy, laid-back" babies. You hated your carseat, you only wanted mommy all the time, and you thought 3 am was a pretty good bedtime. And although that made your early months very challenging, it was hard to get too upset about it because we'd prayed for you for so long. Things got a little better once you hit 3 months though. I got really sick the weekend of Uncle Drew's wedding and Daddy had to do everything for you - except nursing of course. You seemed to discover after that that people other than mommy could take care of you. That definitely made life a little easier.
You started crawling right around 6 months - couldn't stand not being able to follow your brother everywhere. And shortly after that you started pulling up. Your physical prowess never ceases to amaze me! You started standing on your own pretty early too. And right around your first birthday you started walking. You love to carry around this little basketball we have and throw it and chase it before picking it back up and throwing it again. You love to swing and slide and go outside and crawl around in the dirt and grass too. Oh and you LOVE to dance. Whenever you hear anything that remotely resembles music you start bouncing and "dancing." I think you've even gotten both feet off of the ground a couple of times in your jumpin' dancin' fits.
It amazes Daddy and I how determined and "opinionated" you are. You are a girl who knows what you want and you go about getting it as best you can. Very early on you started crawling over to the bookshelf and pulling off books to "read" to yourself. Recently, you've started getting books and carrying them over to us and plopping down in our laps so we can read them to you. It makes me smile everytime! We've also seen you rifle through the toy box for your favorite toy at that particular moment (your musical clock, your basketball, or the ketchup bottle have all been steady favorites.)
Girl, you've got some lungs too! Your crying (from very early on) was enough to send Ira running for the gun muffler to cover his ears. There's no doubt about it when you're upset, you let us know. We started teaching you signs when you were about 6 months old to help with your communication frustrations. You can sign "eat," (fingers in your mouth) "drink," (index finger in your mouth) "more," (fingers tap together) "all-done," (pulling at your bib) "milk," (squeezing your right hand (usually) like you're milking a cow) and "carrot." (right hand palm with fingers spread comes up under left hand.) You also know quite a few words. Right now, you say "dada," "Ira," "bah-bah" (bye-bye) "bah" (ball) "h-eh-h-eh" (doggy or outside) "kch" (when you start to get into trash) "dee-ooo" (thank you), "Anna" (referring to your cousin or other babies that you see), "hah" (hi), "bah bah beh beh" (sing-songy "by by baby," and "la la" (what you do when you sing.) Oh my goodness, I almost forgot about you saying "Uh-oh" every time that ANYTHING falls or gets dropped. It's so fun to hear you try new words (or see you trying to figure them out.) Recently, you've discovered "screaming." And not one to be told what to do, you shush yourself when you finish screaming!
Don't get the wrong impression from this letter though. You are an easy baby in a lot of ways too, and when I think of your first year, the good memories FAR outweigh the bad. You play very well by yourself. You're very flexible as far as napping and mealtimes go. You nurse well - have from the beginning. And you eat well too. You haven't always been able to eat everything (you would get terrible diaper rashes - like to the point of them bleeding with some of the new foods we introduced) but you've eaten and loved pretty much everything we've given you. You love to be silly and make us all laugh, and do a pretty good job between blowing raspberries and shaking your head, plopping down on your bottom, or just belly-laughing for no reason. And although we had a bumpy start with the sleeping thing, you are one of the easiest babies to put down for naps and bedtime!
So although this first year hasn't always been easy, I wouldn't want it any other way. You've helped me grow as a mother, you've made your brother a sibling (and a doting, loving one at that), and your daddy adores you. I can't even imagine our family without you. Heck, I can hardly remember what life was like before you. It just seems like you've always been a part of our family. God knew just the kind of kid we needed when he sent you to us. I feel so blessed to get to watch you become the little girl (and eventually the woman) that God wants you to be. I am so blessed to be your mommy. Happy first year little one!
Love, Mommy
Ruby is one and I really can't believe it. This precious miracle that we prayed for for so very long is not only here, but she's been with us an entire year! It's gone by very quickly. I think it must go that way the more kids you have or something. A friend shared a quote one time that rings so very true, "The days are long, but the years are short."
Dear precious baby girl:
We waited and prayed for you for so very long. You have fulfilled more dreams and renewed more hope than you will probably ever know. I will always think of you as our little miracle. Your birth was hard and beautiful and everything that I wanted for a natural childbirth. We were all immediately in love when you were born. Ira, well, I don't think it's possible for him to love you more. And you, well, you're absolutely in love with him too. You've been saying his name since you were about 5 months old and still yell it with fervor whenever you don't see him.
When you got here, we realized early on that you weren't going to be one of those "easy, laid-back" babies. You hated your carseat, you only wanted mommy all the time, and you thought 3 am was a pretty good bedtime. And although that made your early months very challenging, it was hard to get too upset about it because we'd prayed for you for so long. Things got a little better once you hit 3 months though. I got really sick the weekend of Uncle Drew's wedding and Daddy had to do everything for you - except nursing of course. You seemed to discover after that that people other than mommy could take care of you. That definitely made life a little easier.
You started crawling right around 6 months - couldn't stand not being able to follow your brother everywhere. And shortly after that you started pulling up. Your physical prowess never ceases to amaze me! You started standing on your own pretty early too. And right around your first birthday you started walking. You love to carry around this little basketball we have and throw it and chase it before picking it back up and throwing it again. You love to swing and slide and go outside and crawl around in the dirt and grass too. Oh and you LOVE to dance. Whenever you hear anything that remotely resembles music you start bouncing and "dancing." I think you've even gotten both feet off of the ground a couple of times in your jumpin' dancin' fits.
Love, Mommy
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