Cool, huh? My son who can spot a piece of cake from a mile away (and will then refuse the rest of his dinner), refused to dig into his fancy homemade cupcake cake (please don’t judge me on my cake decorating skills, thanks).
What is WRONG with that boy?
As we approach my baby boy’s first birthday (OHMYGOD he’ll be ONE in two weeks!), I am slowing weaning myself from the breastpump. I’m still nursing Carson every night and during the day on the weekends and hope to keep that up as long as possible, but I thought I’d do a little list about how I feel about this. Here goes:
I’m happy to regain all the lost time I spend pumping – even thought it is only one-two times a day right now.
I’m happy that I don’t have to worry about ruining my pants with spilled drops of milk …
I’m pretty fired up about the weather breaking (even though it’s going to get yucky again next week). It was so fun to be outside with both kids yesterday!
Checking his blindspot…
Mallory giving him a fill-up
What a sweetpea
Gorgeous…
Yeah, today that doesn’t stand for “best friends forever”. And it doesn’t stand for “back button focusing” (a cool photography thing I just learned how to use). ETA: The shortcut for back button focusing is BBF, not BFF. Damn, my post isn’t as clever now.
Today it stands for Big Fat Fail. Because I tried to do some cake smash pictures for Carson’s upcoming birthday, but my sweet baby was so not interested in the cake.
OK, we’ll try again…
The cord from the lights was more interesting than the cake, apparently.
You KNOW Mallory was more than happy to pick up …
Poor poor second kid.
I am writing this post a year after it happened because the second kid always gets the shaft. When Mallory got tubes in March 2008, I had like four posts about it. Carson? Not so much. He’s lucky I even have these pictures from my iPhone.
So – Carson had been getting lots of ear infections, blah, blah, so they said he could get tubes, yada yada.
Carson got tubes. I wore a wrinkled white shirt. He didn’t freak out when he came out of the anesthesia. He’s a rock star.
Better late than never (with this post), I guess.
This …
Yes, I should be cleaning my house right now but I have to share these pictures of my silly sweet boy from tonight. Tank was having fun making a ginormous mess with his dinner.
Carson’s eyes have made their final resting spot but I can’t quite figure out what color they are. I know they aren’t blue like mine, but they aren’t really brown like Rick’s, and they aren’t light brown like Mallory’s, and they aren’t really green. They are a cool gold/green/brown mix. Am I allowed to say that my son has “pretty” eyes? Oh, and can you see the wispy curls over his ears? Maybe he’ll be blessed with some of his sister’s curls :-)
ps – I’m still salty that neither of my children got my eye color.
Oh man – I think we found another possible reason why Tank has been semi-grumpy lately…
True to form – he’s ahead of schedule…getting his 12-mo molars at 10 3/4 months.
He’s so advanced.
But I digress.
As you can see – he’s not real happy about these new teeth. Or it could have been because I was shoving my hands in his mouth in attempts to get a good picture. Either way, he was pissed. You can’t tell very well from this picture, but his little gums are a little tiny ridge, but *BOOM* where this big tooth is coming through, it’s super …
Mallory & I made some chocolate chip cookies tonight after dinner (for a special freat); I handed a little piece over to my baby and left him alone to go do some cleaning or organizing or whatever. I checked back in and this is what I found.
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I keep forgetting to write about how this little stinker can climb the stairs. We have the gate set up at the bottom of the steps again but if we forget to close it, and Carson sees that it’s open, he STREAKS to the stairs. He will scramble up the …
…could he be any cuter?