Tuesday, January 12, 2010
A boy and his loves...
Connor has a special love for a few fabulous ladies (besides his Mom, of course)---Nana & G.G. Melveeta :)
Enjoy a few photos of Connor with his loves.
Our visit with G.G. Melveeta :)
We had a great time visiting G.G. this morning for a short while. Connor had enough time to run around, finger print the sliding glass door, drum on the toilet seat, and pluck a few silk flowers from G.G.'s pretty display in her entry way! But Connor's favorite part of the visit....playing in the rocks. It never gets old!
On a rock adventure...
Oh, the simple pleasures in life!
Enjoy a few photos of Connor with his loves.
The moment we all enjoy--when Connor cuddles (usually is rare since he's always moving, but his Praisebaby DVD does the trick every time!)
Our visit with G.G. Melveeta :)
"She has a pool, Mom!"
On a rock adventure...
Saturday, January 9, 2010
Smirf.
I have a funny little boy. Here's proof:
This blanket was Mom's blanket from Grandma *Melveeta for Christmas. This blanket has since become Connor's blanket by purely the choice of Connor himself. Connor says "Thanks G.G. Melveeta!"
And here is footage of Mr. smirf-a-zoid himself having a blast at the Chick-fil-a playground. Image 1: Ice cream break time from playing.
Image 2: "I saw people go up there, but where'd they go?!"
Image 3: After watching the big kids storm past him, he finally caught on how to follow them!
The belly got in the way, but he's up!
This blanket was Mom's blanket from Grandma *Melveeta for Christmas. This blanket has since become Connor's blanket by purely the choice of Connor himself. Connor says "Thanks G.G. Melveeta!"
And here is footage of Mr. smirf-a-zoid himself having a blast at the Chick-fil-a playground. Image 1: Ice cream break time from playing.
Image 2: "I saw people go up there, but where'd they go?!"
Image 3: After watching the big kids storm past him, he finally caught on how to follow them!
The belly got in the way, but he's up!
Thought I should have some age-appropriate updates as well.
- Connor is working on tooth #7 (bottom left)
- Connor loves to whine "Mmmmmom" when he's tired or wants to be held, has uttered what appears to be "Mooooore" at meal time a few times, and likes to say "Duh duh duh duh duh duh" to pretty much anything, especially if you hold up his rubber duck in the tub.
-Although he hasn't mastered clapping or waving, he likes to 'high five'.
-Connor is on a 'fake cough' kick and will mimic you if you cough or do spit bubbles.
-He's still wearing size 6 shoes, but just got a pair of size 7 that fit well already.
-You could buy Connor every toy on the planet, but hand him a ball of any kind and he is content for hours!
-Connor has learned the concept of climbing and loves to practice at the fireplace of Nana & Papa's, on any curb, and the sliding glass door track from the house onto the patio.
-Connor's new favorite love is his "Praise baby" DVD. It's basically music with colorful images/other children playing. It works wonders helping him wake up easy and helping him settle down for bed.
-Connor loves to squirm and reach for the ground when he'd rather walk than be held. Makes it very difficult when we are places he can't get down.
-Connor loves to watch other people when we are out and loves to flash his 'flirty' smile to on-lookers.
-Connor is more and more cuddly everyday. He likes to rest his head on my shoulder when he's feeling tired, which melts Mommy's heart.
I'm sure there are a dozen more updates, but I'll stop there! :)
- Connor is working on tooth #7 (bottom left)
- Connor loves to whine "Mmmmmom" when he's tired or wants to be held, has uttered what appears to be "Mooooore" at meal time a few times, and likes to say "Duh duh duh duh duh duh" to pretty much anything, especially if you hold up his rubber duck in the tub.
-Although he hasn't mastered clapping or waving, he likes to 'high five'.
-Connor is on a 'fake cough' kick and will mimic you if you cough or do spit bubbles.
-He's still wearing size 6 shoes, but just got a pair of size 7 that fit well already.
-You could buy Connor every toy on the planet, but hand him a ball of any kind and he is content for hours!
-Connor has learned the concept of climbing and loves to practice at the fireplace of Nana & Papa's, on any curb, and the sliding glass door track from the house onto the patio.
-Connor's new favorite love is his "Praise baby" DVD. It's basically music with colorful images/other children playing. It works wonders helping him wake up easy and helping him settle down for bed.
-Connor loves to squirm and reach for the ground when he'd rather walk than be held. Makes it very difficult when we are places he can't get down.
-Connor loves to watch other people when we are out and loves to flash his 'flirty' smile to on-lookers.
-Connor is more and more cuddly everyday. He likes to rest his head on my shoulder when he's feeling tired, which melts Mommy's heart.
I'm sure there are a dozen more updates, but I'll stop there! :)
The dog...
Let me just start off by saying that I love my dog! But with that being said...I could certainly kill him sometimes! Let's just use today for an example.
It is seriously the coldest day I have ever experienced in Florida. It's 30-some degrees, rainy, freezing, and just plain awful to be outside in! Well, anyone with a dog must know that the dog will have to go outside to go to the bathroom eventually, regardless of the weather. Instead of our daily walk around the neighborhood, I opted to just let Coop out in the backyard to avoid Connor or myself having to go out in the weather too. Coop doesn't like cold weather, so figured he would just 'wee' and come back in. He opted for plan B, apparently. He decided to go to each mound of mud (AKA previous holes he had dug), dig away, wallow in the mud, and just have a grand-ol-time doing it (it was as if he knew I wasn't going to come outside and get him in the weather, so he took advantage of the opportunity). Finally, I pulled the old "Come here, sweet Coopy. I have a treat for you," to get him to come in. After he comes trotting along, I give him the point-in-the-face, you're-in-trouble- look & left him on the porch for awhile instead.
In the mean time, Connor decided that on the coldest day of Florida's existence that he wanted to frolic around the house without letting me put his clothes on for the day. So....I have one little boy trying to open the slider door to go outside with the dog, and a dirty dog that is crying/scratching at the slider door to come back inside. I braced myself....nicely redirected Connor to his toys, sneaky-ly openned the sliding glass door, snuck outside in hopes Connor didn't notice and come crying to follow me, pinned Coop down while I wiped off his limbs with a wet rag, nicely told him how much I could have killed him for decided to dig in the yard today, came back inside, nicely pinned Connor down now to get him dressed before he turned blue, and then treated myself to some M & M's in the cabinet as a reward for containing my patience oh-so-nicely under the circumstances!
So---no, I do not have photos to illustrate that scene from this morning. I do, however, have a few photos for tweedle-dee and tweedle-dum working together at breakfast time. Both of these boys are seriously going to be the death of me one day.
It is seriously the coldest day I have ever experienced in Florida. It's 30-some degrees, rainy, freezing, and just plain awful to be outside in! Well, anyone with a dog must know that the dog will have to go outside to go to the bathroom eventually, regardless of the weather. Instead of our daily walk around the neighborhood, I opted to just let Coop out in the backyard to avoid Connor or myself having to go out in the weather too. Coop doesn't like cold weather, so figured he would just 'wee' and come back in. He opted for plan B, apparently. He decided to go to each mound of mud (AKA previous holes he had dug), dig away, wallow in the mud, and just have a grand-ol-time doing it (it was as if he knew I wasn't going to come outside and get him in the weather, so he took advantage of the opportunity). Finally, I pulled the old "Come here, sweet Coopy. I have a treat for you," to get him to come in. After he comes trotting along, I give him the point-in-the-face, you're-in-trouble- look & left him on the porch for awhile instead.
In the mean time, Connor decided that on the coldest day of Florida's existence that he wanted to frolic around the house without letting me put his clothes on for the day. So....I have one little boy trying to open the slider door to go outside with the dog, and a dirty dog that is crying/scratching at the slider door to come back inside. I braced myself....nicely redirected Connor to his toys, sneaky-ly openned the sliding glass door, snuck outside in hopes Connor didn't notice and come crying to follow me, pinned Coop down while I wiped off his limbs with a wet rag, nicely told him how much I could have killed him for decided to dig in the yard today, came back inside, nicely pinned Connor down now to get him dressed before he turned blue, and then treated myself to some M & M's in the cabinet as a reward for containing my patience oh-so-nicely under the circumstances!
So---no, I do not have photos to illustrate that scene from this morning. I do, however, have a few photos for tweedle-dee and tweedle-dum working together at breakfast time. Both of these boys are seriously going to be the death of me one day.
Both looking innocent at breakfast time.
Connor sneaking some food down next to his thigh, nicely landing on the 'feeding pad' for Coop.
Mission successful!
Although Coop digs even when you are standing above him scolding him, tracks in mud all over my nicely cleaned house, barks for attention when Connor is stealing the show, and always chooses to scratch louder than anything on the door to go out right when I get Connor to sleep in my arms......Coop's still nice to have around :).
I guess the food that Coop cleans up after Connor has launched it on the ground, makes up for the dirt Coop drags into the house!
Wednesday, January 6, 2010
ATTACK of the SHARK!
With a nose runnier than a faucet, I decided to help keep Connor's mind off of feeling cruddy by letting him run loose after bath! Considering it was about 60 degrees in the house, I didn't want him running around for too long de-clothed! He did just long enough for me to get some pictures, scare the dog with his crazy shark-towel-get up, and drool all down the front of his potbelly!
Since this morning I woke up on the wrong-side-of-the-bed....actually it was the wrong-side-of-the-sofa as that is where Connor and I got the most sleep together. On my bitter note, I would like to take a minute to clarify something.
Parenting is getting up every 45 minutes in the night to help console a sick little boy that could not breathe easily through his tiny congested nose. Parenting is changing a poopy diaper at 2am--in the dark--under two layers of jammies--with a crying, tired, squirmy little boy rolling all about. Parenting is trying to contain your body's shivers as you wrap your entire blanket around your child to help keep them from getting cold. Parenting is using your pajama sleeve as a tissue when you can't find a kleenex for your child's running nose in the dark. Parenting is cuddling up on the couch, propping your child's head upright, and letting him sleep in your arms since thats the only way he can easily breathe through all of his boogies....even if it means waking with a sore neck.
Parenting is not planning to see your child a few times a week around the convenience of your own schedule. PERIOD.
So-yes-I feel better now and a lot less "Bitter-Betty". Through all the 'rough' stuff, being a parent is the absolute biggest blessing in the entire world and I wouldn't trade it for anything.
Connor is feeling a little better today---although still has boogies all over the place. If only I could teach him how to 'blow' into a tissue...it would make things that much easier!
Happy Wednesday! Hopefully some warmer days to come soon!
Since this morning I woke up on the wrong-side-of-the-bed....actually it was the wrong-side-of-the-sofa as that is where Connor and I got the most sleep together. On my bitter note, I would like to take a minute to clarify something.
Parenting is getting up every 45 minutes in the night to help console a sick little boy that could not breathe easily through his tiny congested nose. Parenting is changing a poopy diaper at 2am--in the dark--under two layers of jammies--with a crying, tired, squirmy little boy rolling all about. Parenting is trying to contain your body's shivers as you wrap your entire blanket around your child to help keep them from getting cold. Parenting is using your pajama sleeve as a tissue when you can't find a kleenex for your child's running nose in the dark. Parenting is cuddling up on the couch, propping your child's head upright, and letting him sleep in your arms since thats the only way he can easily breathe through all of his boogies....even if it means waking with a sore neck.
Parenting is not planning to see your child a few times a week around the convenience of your own schedule. PERIOD.
So-yes-I feel better now and a lot less "Bitter-Betty". Through all the 'rough' stuff, being a parent is the absolute biggest blessing in the entire world and I wouldn't trade it for anything.
Connor is feeling a little better today---although still has boogies all over the place. If only I could teach him how to 'blow' into a tissue...it would make things that much easier!
Happy Wednesday! Hopefully some warmer days to come soon!
Sunday, January 3, 2010
House of fun---Nana & Papa's!
Random photos from our '2nd home'--Nana & Papa's!
Bath laughs- I was teaching Connor to say "Mamamamama" since he only really says "Mama" when he's super whiney or tired. He just thought I was hilarious. Owell!
This is why we don't live up North. Layering is NOT fun, although Connor makes it look cute!
Our new game--Connor loves to toss his ball into the tub and watch it roll back & forth. Then he turns to me to get it out, so he can do it again.
This is our ball game again....just after bath time....and de-clothed!
Hoodie buddies
Bath laughs- I was teaching Connor to say "Mamamamama" since he only really says "Mama" when he's super whiney or tired. He just thought I was hilarious. Owell!
This is why we don't live up North. Layering is NOT fun, although Connor makes it look cute!
Our new game--Connor loves to toss his ball into the tub and watch it roll back & forth. Then he turns to me to get it out, so he can do it again.
This is our ball game again....just after bath time....and de-clothed!
Hoodie buddies
After bath nightly ritual--playing ball in the nude!
...and drumming on the toilet, of course!
Cruising around with Nana
"Special Agent Oso" lounge time with Papa
Two precious redheads
Connor and I were lucky enough to spend the afternoon with some amazing girls--our friends, Jaclyn & Shelby! Shelby is 11 months, so the kids are pretty close in development...which makes getting them together so fun! Connor and I have to work on him 'being gentle' around girls, but overall the kids did great together. Shelby stole Connor's heart the moment he found her giant bouncy ball to play with! Was fun to compare the kid's size, appetite, head circumference, etc :)! They had a great playground in their housing development (Praise whoever invented rubber tire mulch, by the way!). Here are some photos from our visit! Had NO IDEA how difficult it was to photograph two children at once! Pretty much impossible...
Scopin' eachother out...
The big man with his pink ball
Us Moms spent the majority of our playground time telling the kidlets "Yucky dirty-We don't eat the mulch!" Connor was grabbing handfuls as if it were a snack mix!
*Notice how a boy chugs his sippy and a girl dainty-ly sips!
What made the whole afternoon well worth it!
Thanks again for having us, Jaclyn & Shelby! We had a great time!
Bye Bye Bobby :(
It was a cold, rainy day, but memorable one for fellow Noles. Last Friday will go down in history as Bobby Bowden's last football game with FSU. Connor was decked out in his team's attire (although not quite interested in the game), while Mom, Nana & Papa watched the ball game. Hooray for the win!! Auntie Katie was lucky enough to see the game in person and we were all a little jealous!
My Dad and I were talking and realized that he was graduating high school when it was Bobby B's first year with the Seminoles. Ironically, his youngest daughter (AKA my sister), is graduating from FSU during Bobby's last season with the Seminoles.
I can just hear Connor when he's older...."Bobby? Bobby Who?!" We will all just have to explain to him how great of a doggum coach he was! :)
My Dad and I were talking and realized that he was graduating high school when it was Bobby B's first year with the Seminoles. Ironically, his youngest daughter (AKA my sister), is graduating from FSU during Bobby's last season with the Seminoles.
I can just hear Connor when he's older...."Bobby? Bobby Who?!" We will all just have to explain to him how great of a doggum coach he was! :)
Friday, January 1, 2010
The Big 2-5!
Nothing better than a day surrounded by the ones you love, lots of yummy cake, and shopping! :) Had a wonderful 25th birthday! Big milestone year. Turning 25 didn't bother me, but I have a feeling turning 26 will not be easy...I'm inching closer to thirty. In the meantime, I will enjoy every moment and I'm looking forward to a new year & new start. Woo Woo 2010!
"Mom's Happy Camper"....most of the time
Our pathetic attempt at a good shot of Connor & his Auntie Katie. Not quite sure what Connor was doing with his tongue...
The traditional birthday-photo-by-the-fireplace
Playtime with his favorite Papa while Mom was out shopping!
After a nice ride with Nana and Papa!
Uncle Craig helping feed the monster
Connor was not happy when he found out the cake was NOT for him!
Amazing friends out for b'day festivities!
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