One Year

It has been a year. Hard to believe, but it's true. DS is a walking, babbling toddler of 12 months. My parents came for the weekend to celebrate. We had a lot of fun relaxing and celebrating. On the 29th, his actual birthday, we went out for dinner at the Mexican restaurant in town. Then, on Saturday, we went out to the park and ate lunch and played on the swings. DS loves to swing. When it was time to get out of the swing, he crossed his legs so we couldn't pull him out and he had a fit.

Then, we walked over to the pet store in town...more like a petting zoo. DS had a lot of fun chasing the two dogs and the tortus' that were all running around. They also had a cute little lop-eared bunny that DS snuggled. He (and I) got to hold a snake. I do believe that is the first snake I have ever held. And there are lots of fish and birds to look at, which he found exciting. That evening we had cake. DS loved his cake. He went to bed with a happy belly full of cake that night. On Sunday afternoon, we went to a birthday party for DS's friend Finn. He turned one on the 27th. And, on Monday, we took my parents back to the airport. We were sad to see them go. DS still recognizes and points to their picture that sits on the bookshelf.

On Thursday, we went to the doctor for his one year checkup. She was quite pleased with all of his walking and babbling. The not-so-fun part of the visit was, of course, the shots. But, he got over that quickly.

Growth chart numbers are as follows:
Weight: 24 lbs. 2 oz., 65th percentile. Little surprised he is still under 25 pounds, but he is growing just fine...he feels heavier every time I pick him up.
Height: 31 3/4 in., 95th percentile. Still super tall for his age.
Head Circumference: 18 in., 35th percentile. Growing normally.

He's starting babble in ways that sound more and more like actual words. He also babbles in sentences. I think one day he will surprise me and all of a sudden start rattling off real sentences. He is definitely modeling behaviors. He sees me yelling and the dogs, so he goes out on the deck when they are running around the yard and yells out to them a sentence that only he knows the meaning. He will grab a phone and hold it up to his ear and start talking. Then, he'll start walking around the house with the phone still at his ear, still talking. He's my little shadow. He will follow me around the house as I work...my little buddy.

Happy 5 Years

On August 23, DH and I celebrated our fifth year anniversary. DH had a fun day planned with just the two of us. DS stayed with some friends for the day. First, we headed to the racetrack and did some go-cart racing. I am ashamed to say that DH beat me by just a split second. Only complaint I had, though, was that we had to wear helmets. I've never been to a go-cart place where they make you wear helmets...it smushed my new do. Anyway, from there, we caught the MAX and rode into Portland where we walked around downtown. This was the first time I actually walked around in downtown Portland. It is a beautiful city...definitely some weird people here, but a beautiful city nonetheless. We ate at a cute Italian restaurant before heading to the Beaver's game, which is the Portland minor leauge baseball team. It was super fun, but we lost. Not exactly a close game.

We left the game a little early to try to catch the MAX ahead of the rush since the stop was just outside the stadium. That was a big day in Portland, though, and we had to let about 4 over packed trains pass before squishing on one. One of them broke down right in front of us because the doors jammed up because it had too much weight on it. They started clearing the train out one door as people, not realizing what was happening, started cramming in another door. What a mess! Anyway, super fun day.

Happy Anniversary, DH!

The New Me

I cut my hair off again. About two years ago, I cut off about 10 inches to donate to Locks of Love. It is a company that makes wigs for people who have cancer. So, I let it grow and chopped off another 10 inches. I still have the braids laying on the counter because I haven't sent them in yet, much to DH's amusement. My friend Mary is a licensed hair stylist, so she gave me my new "do".


This is my Pocahontas picture. Don't I look lovely?









And the final product (front and side shots). Too bad I can't make it look just like that when I style it. Mary just has the right touch.