I know, I know. It’s supposed to be Wordless WEDNESDAY but I have plans tomorrow (yes, real plans! My dear college roommate is coming to meet baby Carson!) so I figured I would share these pictures today. There is no theme to these other than I wanted to share with you, my adoring readers.
Mallory getting herself dressed. She pulled those pants up over her tummy like that all by herself. Can you say NERD???
Carson’s first bath – we snapped this picture before he started screaming. Looks like he’s actually enjoying his bath, eh? …
Category: Mallory
Blue v Red v Black
The Red Wings played the Blackhawks this afternoon. I asked Mallory who she was rooting for – the Red Wings or the Blackhawks.
She told me she liked the “Blackclocks”.
And that Carson & Daddy liked the “Wed Wings”.
And then I asked her which team I liked.
Smart girl said “You like the Balooo-jackets”.
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Pretty fired up that the Blue Jackets are facing the Wings in the first round of the playoffs, only because I’ll be able to watch every game. Not fired up that they have to actually play against the Wings; that’s a tough first …
Hail to the Victors, Mallory-style
Mallory started to sing “Hail to the Victors” spontaneously this afternoon. We’ve listened to the band CD in the car but it’s not like we do that every day or anything (I’m being serious – we hardly listen to it). I don’t know if she got it in her head from the football & softball games yesterday or what, but OMG is it FUNNY.
Random Pictures & Other Randomness
*Had Carson’s follow-up doctor’s appointment on Friday. Jaundice is almost all the way gone, he is back up to his birth weight and we have to go back in 3 weeks to have the bumps on his head checked on. The doctor seemed to think that they had already started to go down in size even from our appointment on Tuesday but I can’t tell.
*Carson & I spent Friday after his appointment shopping & eating with my mom, my sister and Emily’s mother-in-law. My mom got Carson & Mallory some cute outfits and one of the shirts she got …
Seven Whole Days
Oh man. My baby is already SEVEN days old. Where is the time GOING?
I’ve been bugged for MORE pictures but it’s hard to take pictures of a baby that is sleeping on your chest, especially when you don’t want to be in the picture yourself since even though you’ve followed your OB’s advice and taken a shower every morning, you still don’t have a stitch of makeup on or hair done and thus refuse to let the viewing audience see you in such a state.
BUT – I can regale you with my wonderfully written words instead. Just imagine …
Pictures–>
Notice the Photo Albums menu to the right – I’ll be adding pictures there as we go along!
…sorta all over the place
Man. You go have a baby, write up & post a two page birth story and then people give you grief for going a day without posting!
We’ve had a busy couple of days – the visiting nurse was out on Monday to check on me & the baby and then we had Carson’s first doctor’s appointment yesterday. It is crazy how having just one real item on my “to do” list can take up the whole day. Today, my one real item was to get a post up and finally share pictures from last Thursday. We’ll see if I …
We are home!
We made it home ~1p this afternoon. Mallory is an unbelievably attentive big sister (ie – she’s sort of a pain in the arse) and is totally obsessed with his status and reporting it to us by the second. I’m so glad that she is welcoming him to our house and our family (she made sure he was included in her bedtime story routine).
I have the birth story written up and will post soon, and I have started to go through the almost 100 pictures from the past three days.
We are getting adjusted to our family of four. I’ve only …
Maybe today?
Mallory woke up this morning and saw my belly and “it’s big, mommy”.
Then she pulled up my shirt and said “hi Baby Arlo!”.
And then she said “GET OUT BABY ARLO! Get out!!”
All while I was standing there trying not to laugh.
Another preposition story
Rick has started asking Mallory to listen to him when he needs her to do something. He says: “Mallory, you need to listen to Daddy” and she responds “I listen for you Daddy”.
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And this doesn’t have to do with prepositions but it’s another Mallory-ism. She likes to eat dinner at the “res-or-raunt”. I know the pronunciation isn’t that far off from normal but it still kills me when she says it.