Saturday, May 31, 2008
Tuesday, May 27, 2008
Can't seem to drink it
Maybe this will help
Now, I've found the good stuff
Happy 9 Months Baby Boy!
Sunday, May 25, 2008
...exceeded expectations! The pork was wonderful! Nick did have to contend with a few temperature issues--both with the Big Green Egg and the pork itself--but it was well worth it. The pork was incredibly flavorful, and I am looking forward to some leftovers this week.
We were able to enjoy a nice BBQ buffet, complete with watermelon and slaw, with some good friends and their children. I suppose if I had been really on my game, I would have taken pictures of the people to accompany the food pics. Oh, well. Next time.
Thanks to Nick for his hard work on the pork. It was delicious!
Saturday, May 24, 2008
Getting a little help
Injecting the butts
If you are within 1,000 miles, feel free to hop in the car and head this way. Hopefully, we will have a yummy BBQ sandwich waiting for you. I did smoke several chickens last weekend, so there is a back up plan if the pork does not work out. Seriously, if you are in Indy feel free to drop by tomorrow afternoon/ evening for a cold adult beverage and a game of “corn hole” (aka “bags” aka “tailgate toss”). We should have plenty of food and the beer will be on ice by 8:00 tomorrow morning. I will let you know how they turn out, Nick
Carter cracks me up these days when I feed him. He grabs the spoon (with his left hand!) and shoves it into his mouth. Some of the food makes it into his mouth, some doesn't. Most of the time, I can even guide him to put more food on the spoon and then put it back in his mouth. We are a long way from his eating by himself, but it is fun to watch him learn and try to be independant!
I was hoping that we could have our first trip to the pool this weekend, but this week has been so cool, that I am afraid the water will be too cold. Maybe if the rest of the weekend stays in the 80s, the baby pool will be warm enough to explore on Monday!
Have a wonderful Memorial Day weekend and thanks to those men and women, past and present, who serve our country!
Sunday, May 18, 2008
Yesterday morning I was making a comparison of life now to life BC (that is, Before Carter). He has been a little under the weather lately, and my champion sleeper had a rough night Friday night. So, yesterday morning, after a fitful night of sleep for all of us, at 7:30, I looked at the clock and chuckled to myself. I had already unloaded the second half of the dishwasher (Nick unloaded the first half and posponed unloading the second half when Carter decided to try to climb into it!), fed Carter, and was pouring a cup of coffee and toasting a bagel. Carter was happily playing on the floor in the den.
I chuckled because a year ago--or any time prior to that--here is how my morning would have gone: Nick got up about 6:30 to leave to go play golf. I would blissfully sleep until about 9-ish, at which point I would pour that cup of coffee and toast my bagel. I would then veg in my PJs for probably another hour. After an indulgent shower (can't remember the last shower I took without fear of a child waking!), I would start my day around 11ish with a focus on what I wanted/needed to accomplish for the day.
Just as I was running through the differences in my head, I heard a little one "talking" to me. As I looked over our counter and talked back, I saw the sweetest smile, complete with dimples, as Carter bounced his arms up and down in excitement prior to crawling towards me.
Blissful sleep is a very distant second. Scratch that. Blissful sleep isn't even in the race.
Saturday, May 17, 2008
Sunday, May 11, 2008
I also had a special treat when I picked Carter up from school on Friday. His teacher had helped Carter create a Mother's Day card with his handprints. It was so sweet, and although the handprints aren't very defined (I can only imagine him as she tried to do this--moving all around, trying to put his paint-covered hands in his mouth, etc), I know I will treasure it for a long time.
What a difference a year makes, huh?
I am so blessed and humbled that God chose us to be Carter's parents. There are so many things that I love about being a mom, and I love it more and more every day. I used to be annoyed when people would say that parenting and the love you have for your child is something that you really can't understand until you have a child of your own. Now, I completely understand. Some things are just beyond our ability to characterize them in words.
Helping Dad plant flowers
Saturday, May 10, 2008
It appears that the little boy we have on our hands is ALL BOY. Which is to say that he is quite adventuresome and thinks he is bigger than he is. Thursday, I got back to my desk after a meeting to a voicemail from one of Carter's teachers. She wanted to tell me that he had been pulling up on a toy, fell and hit the side of his head on another toy. She knows what my standard questions are and answered them: Is he bleeding? There was no blood; it didn't break the skin. Is he okay? He is okay now. Is he happy now? He cried for just a little bit and we put some ice on it and now he is happy and back to playing. When I picked him up, if they hadn't pointed out the red mark on the side of his head, I would not have been able to tell. He was in a great mood and didn't show any signs of slowing down.
Yesterday, I was on the phone at my desk, and my message arrow appeared. When I got off the phone, I listened to the message, which was from Carter's other teacher. She wanted to let me know that Carter had fallen again and hit his head. He had been crawling over and pulling up on a futon (one that is on the ground) and pillows and fell forward over one of the pillows and hit his head. Again, they iced it and he was doing fine now. She said that she hoped this calling with Carter's falling events wouldn't become a daily occurance.
In the picture above, the red mark in the middle of his head is from bouncing around in his crib this morning when he woke up. The bruise over his left eyebrow (to the right in the picture) is from yesterday's fall. The mark from Thursday's fall is long gone in anticipation of what will certainly be another one to take its place.
Monday, May 5, 2008
Okay. Now I see it.
Are you serious, woman? Enough with the pictures. Bottle, please.
Having a little fun under the barstools.
Thursday, May 1, 2008
I have been reporting that Carter is quite the crawler, so I thought I would give you some video to support my claims. He is a little more tentative in the one where he is crawling outside. Nick had just cut the grass, and I think he was getting used to the prickly grass sensation on his hands.
The video of his crawling inside shows how busy he is--going from toy to toy to toy. Tonight, we were playing in his room and he pushed a truck under his bed and crawled under there to get it. Unfortunately, he couldn't figure out how to crawl back out, so I had to help.
Carter is truly the greatest blessing! I can't believe he is growing up so fast. I am trying to savor every minute!