
remember this little darling? 10.5 months ago he was this itty bitty little man. this will forever-and-ever-and-ever be my most favorite picture of his ten little toes. i remember this moment, how precious it felt watching him sleep there on my lap, just a day or so old. and feeling like the luckiest woman in the world. and how right i was!

this is my big boy still feeling sleepy watching a little of "its the great pumpkin, charlie brown" (chewing on a toy drumstick). don't you just want to scoop him up and cuddle him forever?

happy camper man in the bathtub waving at his daddy!

chewing on a dill pickle - he loves them! he'll be even happier when he has more than 4 teeth so he can really chew up those sour dill bits of goodness.
forgive the picture quality - they are all from the cell phone. i am going to try to get to the store and replace the camera charger tomorrow......
last night i had the most precious moment with my son. it was 1 am. we're both sick. i was exhausted and he's crying. i bring him a bottle and rock him and he is content until i lay him down so sleep and he cries again, harder this time - and i start panicking, wondering what's wrong and how to comfort him. he usually goes right back to counting sheep after the bottle and i know he is so not feeling well, poor dear. what hurts? how to know? how to fix it? wish he could talk and tell me so i could give him some medicine or the right kind of tlc to make it all better. so i do the one thing i know how to do. i wrap him up in a blanket. in the cozy dark of his room and together we hop into that cozy, comfy rocker i spent over an hour choosing for this very reason...i rock him in that perfect gliding rocker and i love him and i hold him close to me. and i'm sitting there in the dark, barely able to see. and i see the most precious baby boy face. finally content. eyes getting heavy. breathing getting heavy. settling into my arms. into his mama. he is safe here. he's looking at me, knowing he is ok. and i am in heaven. i am comforting my son. in the middle of the night. i'm thinking of nothing but taking away his discomfort and making it all better and loving him to pieces and thanking god for my gift. that's all a mom wants to do isn't it? oh my. in that moment, my heart melted more than i've ever experienced. it was a special memory i will always cherish. thank you petey for giving me moments to hold in my heart for always. my oh my do i love that boy more than i ever thought possible.
we're hanging in there, the bug is mostly in our heads/sinuses i think. no worse but not yet better either. his spirits were great in the day, he's playing hard and really trying to walk. even stood a few seconds on his own today. i know he's not feeling well but he is doing his best to enjoy his days. barking at the dog, waving at his friends (thanks adam and emily for the company and lunch visit today!), hugging people with delight, pointing at whatever tickles his fancy and moving moving moving. he's pushing his cars and trains around, loves anything with wheels - or anything that'll slide across the carpet, wheels or not-the tupperware is up there in the top 10 of fun toys in his book. its so fun watching him actually play with toys instead of just chew on them (don't get me wrong, there's still plenty of chewing - but he makes noises when he pushes his tractors around, its awesome!). he's getting good at "what does the doggie say?" so i am going to start with some new animal noises and also try and start teaching him some basic body parts like nose and mouth and tongue and belly button. why do kids always love to show you their belly button? :) to make you smile, of course!
i'm so excited for the holidays its making me insane. in the safety and security of my own house in the quiet bits of the day, i have secretly started listening to christmas music. i can get away with it because reid is out of town so i won't see him roll his eyes at his silly wife. oh yeah - reid is out of town and i miss him so much. i miss his hug at the end of the day. i miss the way petey's face lights up when he sees him come home and baxter goes berserk when he walks through the door. i miss the way we all feel complete when daddy is home. 2 more days and then a 3 day weekend. my lord how i love 3 day weekends. especially the ones we get for no reason at all. yes, we will enjoy our 3 days.
and to top things off, even though i should be going to bed, i'm craving it so bad - i'm making grandma jan's potato soup. right now. smells so good. its getting chilly here - even used the heat in the am, woke up to 65 degrees in the house. :) i am smiling from ear to ear! maybe san diego fall is here to stay this time. fingers crossed! good night and sweet dreams.