Archive for November, 2012

Gone baby, gone!

November 28, 2012

He reaches his hands toward the sky. “UP?” he says. As I bend to pick up his solid little body, he smiles with his entire face. He nuzzles my neck for just a minute and then bends and turns to be put down. He points to the Cheetos on the counter “MOAR! MOAR?” he cries until he grasps the cheesy snack between his chubby fingers. He drops his Cheetos because he is trying to hold three at a time while dragging his favorite blanket through the house and says “uh-OH!” He grabs the remote control for the TV and holds it up to his ear and his slightly crooked head. “Hewwow?” he says and laughs at his own ridiculous cuteness. It seems like within the last two months, he has grown from baby to boy. It’s bittersweet because unless we win the lottery, that we do not play, he is my last baby. I am so glad to be (mostly) done with sleepless nights, the non-stop crying and pacing the hallways in the darkness of the night. I am glad to be done with the jars of baby-food and the heavy infant car seat. All of the baby contraptions have moved to the basement and will soon be on craigslist for sale. No more swings, or baby bathtubs, bouncy seats or Bumbo’s. No more play-mats, boppy’s or pacifiers. Now it’s trucks and balls and soon Lego’s and bicycles. It is all happening so fast. If only I could pause time until I can get used to the idea of my baby being gone. Maybe have one more nap with him sleeping on my chest. Maybe one more bath in the sink. However, as I have been through this before, I know that time will march on whether I like it or not. This time though, in my heart, he will always be my baby.

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Kyle Walks!

November 16, 2012

He was at the doctor’s office waiting for a check up. He was very busy! Kyle Walks!

One

November 3, 2012

I have a hard time remembering my life before this little guy was born because it seems like it didn’t exist.

He is the happiest, sweetest, most loving baby. He screams to get his way and torments his sister. He will slap you in the face and then hug your neck. He is goofy and sensitive.

He has stolen countless hours of sleep from me, but he has also stolen my heart.

Happy 1st Birthday to my boo boo.

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Dancing Machine

November 3, 2012

Sometimes, the music just moves ya… Untitled