Hey Fred! Good to see ya!

Cole baby has four, count 'em, 4 teeth!! This is such a huge deal and we are so proud of him and his new friends. These friends have played such a big part of these last few months I can't believe I have not given them any glory. So, without further adieu (yep, had to google that one), I give you....... {Drumroll} ........

Sh*t, I can't come up with a clever tooth title that works... whatever, here's the scoop-

Gus, his first tooth came in on April 3rd. Gus was an easy going kind of tooth; he didn't really give us any trouble. Felix, tooth #2 came through just 3 days later. Being the younger tooth, Felix was a bit more needy but nothing a teething ring couldn't handle. Now Ethel, she was a sneaky little thing. We had no idea she was coming and then, BAM, May 25th she standing at the door with her luggage asking, "Hey folks, where's my room?" So sneaky and polite, we welcomed her in and celebrated her presence... up until the day that she and Gus teamed up to bite the ever living whooodiddy out of my finger. Lesson learned, Ethel. You don't play. Got it. And now we have Fred. Oh Fred. Fred reminds me of the time that the crazy witch lady from down the street busted into our house because her dogs had gotten off the leash. Apparently the only way to get them back on the leash was to bring them into our living room. Oh yeah, she's a crazy one and she got us all fired up and she stepped on my toe with her stiletto!! (Ok, so she's older than dirt so it was probably a very supportive wide rubber heel but whatever, it hurt.) Wow, ADD anyone?? My point about Fred and the crazy witch lady is... I forget. Whatever. Fred was a brute - he gave Cole baby some serious trouble. He ran a fever, was super fussy, couldn't sleep, didn't really eat, just not a very nice entrance. Oh yeah, that was my point with the crazy witch lady!!! Rude entrances. Anywho - Fred finally broke through on June 23rd and Cole threw a welcome party for all 4 of them by biting the ever living whooodiddy out of his own tongue. Poor guy.

So there's the story of {insert clever/cute title here}. I hope you enjoyed it.

OH! Gus and Felix are the 2 middle bottom teeth. Fred and Ethel are the two top middle teeth! I'll post pictures tomorrow.

Love to all,

Wordless Wednesday x 2

Pinky wiggle...

When I was younger I played soccer and I was a total drama queen. (Now that I'm older, I play volleyball and I'm totally level headed)
When I would get fouled I would make a huge spectacle of it, flail my arms, scream and then fall to the ground and not move a muscle. Not a single muscle. It always worked. I got the call every time and I got a few minutes to rest and catch my breath. Most of the time, I was not injured or at least not injured badly but that didn't matter. The not moving part was the crucial element.
One day after a game my mom said, "Catron, the next time that you pull a Pele and fall down, just do me one little favor. Move something, an arm, your hand, wiggle your fingers, wiggle you PINKY finger even. Just move something so that I know that you aren't dead!! Is that a deal?"

So, here I am, wiggling my pinky so that you will know that I am still around.

P.S. I just realized that I'm not 100% sure whether pinky is spelled "pinkie" or "pinky" - FYI, Wikipedia says that it is "pinky" in American English and "pinkie" in Scottish English.

I am going to do my best to get back up to speed on here. If for no other reason that to document the rock star that is my son.

I hope you all have a happy and safe Memorial Day weekend.

Hi! We are back!!

Where'd we go you ask? Nowhere. I just fell off the face of the earth. Again.
While I was gone Cole flew through his 7th month and has somehow managed to become to cuter and more amazing. I know, I didn't think it was possible either.
He is sitting up all on his own - doing the tripod thing - wanting to crawl some kind of bad - he rolls all over the place - he HAS rolls all over the place - he is a talking machine - he's eating baby food twice a day - still no teeth but I think we are working on some - he says "dada" all the time - he doesn't say "mama" but he hugs my neck and kisses my face - he's wearing 9 month clothing and size 3 diapers - still sleeping through the night - he could out jump a kangaroo - his laugh is the most joyful noise - he crinkles his nose when he smiles really big - he's got the best smile - he still lights up like a lightbulb when he sees his daddy - now he lights up like a lightbulb when he sees me too - he does the army crawl, he can only go backwards though - he rocks/dances to music - he loves to bang on the table - he loves the dogs and laughs out loud when they bark - His favorite song is Hey, Soul Sister by Train.
Here he is in all of his preciousness -

What happened to 6 months?

He'll be 7 months on Saturday. I just don't know how that happened.
I guess it was all the sleeping and eating he's been doing.
What a precious child!

I fell off the face of the planet!

My bad!! Maybe some snow pictures will help...

Blog Hop!

Rice Cereal!!

We have started rice cereal. Cole is not a huge fan so far. I wouldn't be either. It tastes like paste or dough or over cooked grits with no salt. Day 1 was not so great, day 2 was worse, day 3 was better. We'll see how day 4 goes. I have to say though, seeing Wyatt feed his little boy is one of the cutest things I've seen in a while.... and I've seen some cute stuff.

Sick Baby... :(

Poor baby. Even with RSV and an ear infection he still manages to be the most precious thing ever.

I'm awful, I know

I'm such a blog slacker! We have so much to catch up on but it will have to wait. Cole baby has RSV and an ear infection. My poor little guy! He's got this terrible cough that just breaks my heart into a million pieces. So, I'm sorry for the lack of postings but it's not going to change quite yet. Thanks for being patient with us!
I hope you're all having a great start to the new year.