Weekend Adventures

It was so nice outside on Sunday that we spent a lot of time out and about. Stormy saw his first frog in the driveway! How exciting! Okay so Adam and I tried to show it to him, but I don't think he gave a crap, haha. Maybe he couldn't see it through his cool guy sunglasses that finally fit his little noggin. Later that afternoon, we took him swimming for the first time in the kiddy pool in Nana and Papa's neighborhood. We had him all decked out in a t-shirt and trunks, sunglasses and a hat. Poor guy was so tired he was falling asleep on the way there, but once he woke up, we took him in. I started by dipping his toes in; he only flinched a little as the water was a little cool. But after easing him in slowly to let him get used to the temerature, he relaxed and seemed to really like it! Adam and I sat in the pool with him on our knees and bounced him up and down while Amy ran around splashing and chasing little Allen. Pretty soon, the two boys are going to be playing chicken and doing cannonballs off the side of the pool together! Well, talk about worn out...our big guy was asleep in daddy's arms before we even got to the car. What a big day for a little dude.

Pics to come soon.

Hickey Me, Baby

And I thought the carseat straps were the culprit... The other day I was at the car repair shop with Stormy and noticed he had a bruise on the inside of his right arm. I thought 'Oh no! Maybe I pinched him in the carseat!' Then I called Adam on the off chance that I just hadn't noticed it earlier. I asked him what had happened to Stormy's arm, but he didn't know what I was talking about either.

I stood there waiting for the car, racking my brain trying to figure out when our little guy had gotten his first boo-boo, feeling terrible about the whole thing. Then, amidst my brainstorming... I heard the sucking. Stormy sucking his fingers and wrist while hanging out looking over my shoulder. Oh my god! It occurred to me immediately: He had given himself a HICKEY! Hahahaha, how hilarious! This is one for the record books, I told myself.

Sure enough, later that afternoon at the end of his nap when I went in to get him, there he was sucking away on his arm again. He had another hickey right next to the first one! The little sucker...what a crazy kid. I can just imagine the predicaments he's going to get himself into the bigger he gets, lol. Hope you all get a laugh out of this one. I sure did!

M.I.A.

Oh yeah...there's this blog I used to write...

Wow! I seriously can't believe it's been over a month since I've updated here; that's really sad! There is so much that has happened. We've been taking lots of pictures and trying out lots of new things, so I'll have to try to remember everything. I must say that up until the past two weeks, we were barely able to put the little dude down without a major meltdown, but now that he's actually going down for naps in his bassinett (!!!), maybe I'll have more of a chance to record all the goings-on. Maybe...

Stormy's almost 15 weeks old (on Monday); that's three and a half months already! Geez. When I weighed him on his three month birthday, he was about 14 or 15 pounds and 24 inches long. He's a tall guy and loves to stretch out stiff as a board to show it off. He's sitting on the couch now with us. Yeah, he topples over on occasion, but with support, he's getting the hang of it. He's got some new hobbies these days that include sucking voraciously on his fingers and hands, shaking his rattle, and watching his mobile in his crib.

I finally managed to get through all the stuff we had piled in his closet. His enjoying lying in his crib to watch his mobile really helped. Before 10 weeks, I could hardly put him down at all! Now he'll happily lie there for all of 15 minutes watching it go around and around. (Good thing Adam got the mobile with the remote; that thing has come in handy!) Here's part of a letter I wrote to him in my journal when he was 10 1/2 weeks:

You HATE going to sleep most of the time. What a fight it always is...

screaming and scratching, and no matter how often I trim your nails,

they're still crazy sharp at naptime.

You usually have two or three goods bursts of fight in you

before you finally give in and close your eyes.

I suppose you'd just rather be awake and taking in the world...

(...and later that night...)

Holy shit, you have been fussy and screaming all day.

What the hell dude?! You're on my effing nerves!

Finally now you're lying in your crib watching your mobile,

but only after Daddy held you for a while.

Maybe we just spend too much time together and you're sick of me.

Well likewise, I hate to say;

but we need breaks from each other, little buddy.

That's just the way it is.

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Much frustration there? LOL! Yeah, there were some rough days, and there are many more to come, I'm sure. Anyway, that was week 10, loads of fun... I'll have to continue with the next post. Stormy's up from his nap and ready to play! See y'all later!

Happy Independence Day!

Turning two months old and celebrating a national holiday all in one day is totally fun!

...and totally exhausting.

Happy 4th of July everyone!

Omigosh Look!!!

Look, I caught it! Our big guy smiling!!

Don't ask us why, but his favorite place to be is on his changing table (a.k.a. his "office").

He's all smiles when he's fresh and clean and naked, baby! LOL!

Stormy's First Smiles

Stormy smiled at me on Friday for the first time! Officially, on purpose, intentionally smiled. It was amazing! I've never been a happier mama. He's given Adam and I little smiles each day since. How exciting! I only wish I caught it on camera to share with all of you, but you know it happens so fast and then he's moved on to something else. Eventually we'll capture this tiny miracle on film...ha!

One Month Check-up

Well, our big guy passed with flying colors! At his one month check-up with Dr. Eggert (five and a half weeks, really), he weighed in at 9 lbs., 11.5 oz. and measured 22 inches. Remember that he started at barely 7 lbs. and 20.5 inches... So he's finally starting to fill out a little bit. You'd think he'd be a football player by now at the rate he's eating these days, but no pressure, lil' dude (we're gonna give him a few more years on that). :-p

Talk to y'all soon!