Saturday, August 23, 2014

6 Months Old

Oh Oliver, I can't believe your already 6 months old, but I also can't remember our little family without you.

You are 19 lbs 15 oz and 28" long...confirming you are indeed one solid boy at 85% for both. And just as a comparison, Oliver is just 1 ounce & 2 inches off of where Zach was at his 1 year check up.

You are growing like a weed and are going to eat us out of house and home. You're in 6-9/9 month clothes and those are starting to get snug. Your size 3 diapers seem to be fitting still. You blow through clothe sizes at an alarming rate.

You love food. You take 4 bottles a day, each one 7 - 8oz for 28-32 oz a day.  We also do rice cereal in the morning and night and have added fruits and veggies to try. You hate peaches. That is the only food you have rejected. You love rice cereal and bananas.

Big guy is sitting up on his own. He sometimes tips, but he's doing great. If he tips he giggles the entire way down like it's a game.

We've got a decent little schedule down....or we did until the last 10 days when you decided sleep was over rated. It's hard to be too mad at your 2-3 am party sessions because you are so darn happy. You just want to be awake to laugh and smile at me. Usually you take 2 naps & 1 cat nap, go down at 7:30 & sleep until 5:30am at the earliest.

You are loud!  We think it's because you have to be to be heard over your brother. You get to squealing and making noises & don't worry, everyone can hear you. I swear I heard a mama in there, but it was probably wishful thinking.

Your favorite thing ever is your brother. You stare and laugh at Zach. It's a good thing Zach has decided he likes you too & always wants to hold your hand. Anytime you cry Zach is sure to come up to tell you it's ok, and then you start laughing. You boys love each other so much & it makes my heart burst with happiness.

You also like the jumper, but really you like everything. Oliver, the happiest baby ever. You smile at ladies in the store & make their day. You're such a happy round guy with those blue blue eyes and white blonde hair.

You have been sticking out your tongue and making fart noises all the time, much to the delight of your older brother.

Weird enough, you always giggle when you're getting a poop diaper cleaned up. I'm glad you think it's hilarious I have to wipe your butt.

You're gearing up to crawl and I'm slightly terrified.  You already wiggle and move around a little.  Tummy time is hit or miss since you just roll over.

We love you, our happy little guy.....even though the sound of the camera on my phone terrifies you...

Wednesday, August 6, 2014


I have fed the baby and got the little chubbers back to sleep, fed and let out the dog, paid bills and watched a movie all by 7am.

There are perks to being up by 4 am. I am way more productive in the morning when everyone else is asleep. Want to do some calculus or discuss the situation in the middle east?  Catch me at 6am. Want to do basic addition or small talk at 8pm?  Nope, not going to happen, I'm already shutting down for the day.  The best you'll get from me are some fart jokes.

It always boggles my mind what a morning person I've become out of necessity. I was the girl skipping doing my hair or any sort of make up,  or changing out of my pajamas really to get just 5 more minutes of shut eye before school.

Maybe someday I can learn to love exercise and stop having such a smart mouth.....nah, let's not go that far.

This happy guy is worth getting up for....

Friday, August 1, 2014

Breakfast Conversations

Some actual words spoken this morning...

Me: "please stop biting the table, we talked about this yesterday"

Zach: making fart noises
Me: "do not make fart noises at me please"
Zach: roooaaarrr
...I guess dinosaur roars are better than fart noises.

Zach with dirty hands: "my hands are dirty, mommy lick it"
Me: "no, I'm not licking your hands clean"
Zach: "why?"

Ollie fussing
Me: "I'm sorry Ollie I can feed you any faster"
....this one is going to eat us out of house and home.

Zach about 2,000 times since going to the local fair on Wednesday: "I want a cow mommy....we're going to get a cow, a dairy cow, I need a cow..."

It's only 8am.  Someone send a cow and a bloody Mary stat.