New Skill

Besides basic anatomy, I always knew boys were different then girls. Little boys are movers, they tinker with everything to figure out how it works and they are slightly destructive. Point in Case: Clark has become enamored with magnets, he likes to carry them, hide them and eat them. Today he figured out that they fit down the floor registers. To prevent me from continually going deep register magnet fishing, I closed all the registers.

I only went fishing once and I caught 6 letter magnets, a Clean/Dirty dishwasher magnet and a cell phone. It was a pretty decent catch. By only watching me once, Clark quickly learned a new skill that I don't know how I am going to banish.

His next move was to stuff the dog toy down.

Have a good week
Colie

Ahhh, the Sunshine State

Let me break it down for anyone traveling with an infant. Bring extra clothes. For the baby. For you. For everyone within 10 feet of you. Your sweet face lump of love is holding an arsenal of poop that they are just waiting to unleash on you right before take off. Learn from my mistakes, don't wear white.

Our plane took off right before bedtime. I thought I would feed him during takeoff--so the ears don't pop-- he would fall asleep on the flight, sleep in the car on the way to my mom's house and then I would gracefully place him in his awaiting bed without so much as an eye flutter. No, not really, I was pretty practical, I knew this was going to suck. He did pass out on the plane, like clockwork, 7:04pm and it was lights out for the Potamus.

He was jostled from him sleep during the landing and he awoke with such deep anger. He gave everyone the skunk eye as he passed. He had a hard time sleeping in the car and then to make it worse for the poor guy I gracefully placed him in a pack n play. They kid hates pack n plays with the intensity of a thousand burning suns. It took me an hour to get him to sleep and then he woke up in the middle of the night, which took me another 2 hours to get him back to sleep. That's why its called a pack n play, not a pack n sleep I guess.

The next day was much better, he got his first taste of ocean air.

and of ocean sand

We did a little shopping, a little swimming an a lot of relaxing. It was so nice to have food magically appear in front of me and then the dirty dish would magically get washed and the kitchen would be clean after I was done eating. My glass was always full of beverage no matter how much I drank of it. I didn't have to clean a coffee pot when I wanted coffee and I got to take 3!!!! showers without being watched or having to scoop a choking hazard away from Clark. I didn't have to pick up a single toy. My laundry even got washed before I came home. It was a 3 day physical vacation for me and I couldn't feel more rested. My mom is probably exhausted.

While the family is away the husband will build, fix and wash. While we were soaking up rays, Matt built an awesome shelving system for the garage, washed every carpet in the house to rid it of baby puke, put up new light fixtures in the bathroom and seeded the yard. I think he was bored without us. Who wouldn't be bored without this guy around?

Have a good weekend!
Colie

P.S. The flight home I came prepared, I brought an extra outfit for everyone around. BUT I FORGOT DIAPER WIPES IN MY CARRY ON! I feel bad for that bathroom attendant, I tried my best to clean up. Sorry Orlando International, I will do better next time around.

10 Months

Hello!

Last week my sisters drove down from Michigan for a visit. It was so nice to see them and spend time with them. They make me laugh. They really love Clark and it is so sweet to see them together.

Last week Clark also turned 10 Months Old!

In the last month he has learned to produce shrill monkey screams. Long, ear piercing and slightly publicly embarrassing screams for no reason other than the fact he just likes to hear himself do it. He has also become a very very good sharer, he even shares the gross dog ball.

The Snatch from Frazier

The Share

He has also become an escape artist. Please, someone explain to my how he manage to get out of 1 sleeve while he was in his carseat! I pulled him out of the car looking just like this.

Next week Clark and I are going to Florida. I can't wait for him to see the ocean and eat the sand. Let's be honest, that is exactly what is going to happen.

Hope everyone has a good week
Colie

Ha

I made cupcakes for dinner tonight. Pretty ones. With red icing.

Matt was so excited that we were having cupcakes for dinner instead of real food. When you're a grown up you can do things like that.

But when he went to eat his delicious cupcakes, they turned out to be MEATLOAF WITH POTATO FROSTING!

April Fools!

I had been planning this one for a few weeks. I couldn't stop laughing the whole time we where eating. Clark was very impressed with the meatloaf and ate it like it was his job.

Happy April Fools Day
Colie

29, No Wait, 28!

The day started out as a screamfest. Our little monster woke up at 12:38am, he is going through a growth spurt so I thought maybe he needed a midnight snack. Something else was bothering him so he screamed his sweet little face off until 3:45am. Matt was the one that finally got him back to sleep.

After a 2 hour morning nap to catch up on some lost sleep we packed up and headed to the zoo. We picked up Matt and some Jimmy Johns on the way then enjoyed our lunch in beautiful 72 degree weather.

 

About 2 months ago Matt and I got into a heated argument about my age. He said I was 27 and I got very upset with him for not even knowing how old I am, something about him not knowing me at all and how I bet he doesn't even know when my birthday is. Turns out I don't even know me, I thought I was 28 this whole year, but I was indeed 27. 

Today was the best 29th, NO WAIT, 28th Birthday ever!

 

 The day was sunny and the company was happy. Matt even baked me a cake. And cooked dinner. And did bedtime. And did dishes. And cleaned up baby toys. And let me weedwack!--I'm never allowed to weedwack because I break every weedwacker I touch. It was a great day.

Colie!

 

9 Months

Our Sweet Faced Love Muffin of Destruction turned 9 months old a few days ago. I, being the horribly exhausted mother of a never stopping tornado of smiles and messes, forgot to take a monthly picture.

Weight: 21 pounds 2 ounces
Height: Hasn't grown since he was 4 months old. Hummm.... I think someone is measuring wrong, because I don't think he looks like an umpaloompa.

He is still fascinated with food, only now he prefers to prepare his own meals.

Leave room in my coffee for cream, please

Quick side note: The other day 3 girls showed up at my front door begging me to take this stray cat that they found in the neighborhood otherwise their daddy was going to take her to the pound. They named the dang thing and then it ran inside and made its self at home on the sofa. I have a sign on my front door that says SUCKER and now we have a cat.

Poor cat never saw him coming.

Clark calls her Woof, the neighbor girls call her Ginger, but her official name is BucketSeats. Clark chases her all over the house, pulls her by her hair and she purrs the whole time. She is great, Frazier is sure she would taste great and is always trying to find out.

At 9 months old he still wants to be swaddled when he sleeps.

Its the only way he can relax long enough to fall asleep. Otherwise he thinks he needs to move, climb, explore and destruct.

I now must find a new location for our China 

Words and Milestones this month: He has learned to wave and say ByeBye or Hiiiiii at the same time. He also has associated all dogs to the word Woof. Well, really anything with fur and 4 legs, he chases the cat around saying woofwoofwoof the whole time. He says Moo Cow and Roar. He can also pick out the cow or lion on command. He knows where my nose and mouth are and can point to each one. He thinks he can walk without help and falls about 100 times a day. I think he is starting to look a little more like Matt....

Happy Weekend,
Colie

It was a Sad Day for the Peanut Butter Cup

This is the newest face of the peanut allergy club.

I suspected a peanut allergy the moment we brought this rolly polly boy home from the hospital. PB & J sandwiches are fast and easy. There isn't a whole lot of thought that goes into meal preparation when you have a new baby so we were eating a lot of them. I would notice a rash every time he was around that sweet, salty and oh so delicious goodness. We stopped eating peanut butter and the rashes stopped. Then anytime someone would touch him after eating a peanut based delight he would hive out. Doctor said to wait until he was 9 months before we tested him, so today we went to see a sweet allergist and spent 2 hours in a 5x5 room.

Clark didn't even flinch when they did the little pokes--3 of them-- on his back. He did however absolutely lose it when they used the alcohol 30 minutes later to wipe off the extra serum. Weirdo.

Look at those sweet little love handles. I just eat them up. This was right after they poked him and the nurse left the room to go tell the doctor she was done. Then he came in and hung out the whole time so I couldn't get another picture, he would have thought I was crazy. He didn't have a horrible, throat closing reaction, but he had a rash and welts so we came home with Epi.

It is a sad day in the Williams household. Goodbye Reese's Cups, goodbye peanut butter cookies, farewell buckeyes, adios Snickers and bon voyage peanut butter and banana sandwiches.

But we do have Cheerios!