Love Letter: Month Nine

Dear Keagan,

What a whirlwind of a month this has been! As predicted with the holidays approaching it has been just nuts in the house! Add into that the fact that you are mobile, and in a big, fast way mobile and let's just say Mommy is beat.

So yes, you're crawling. And not just GI Joe Army crawling. Nope, you are on the move. And into EVERYTHING. Nothing and nobody is safe in your path. For some reason you seem to be especially keen to get into Skittles bowl, a fact that she is not happy about in the least.



You had your first overnight without Mommy or Daddy last month. Grandma Janice watched you while we went to visit friends. Of course, you were an angel. You even slept until 8:30am (which, by the way, it would be nice if you ever wanted to do that for us...just sayin'.)



You got to hang out with the whole family and play with your cousins, Aunts and Uncles.



Psst...that isn't Daddy - that's Uncle Ryan. I can see why you may be confused though.

To end the month was your first Thanksgiving. And in true Mommy fashion I didn't take one darn picture. Figures too because you had the sweetest...er, manliest onesie with a tie on. So cute. You also got to spend time with your Grandma Mimi, Grandpa Joe and Cousin Jonnie who came to celebrate Thanksgiving with Great Grandma Ginger and Great Grandpa Tony! Let me tell ya, you were a HUGE fan of baked sweet potatoes!



All in all it's been a pretty great month. We brought you to see the (new) Doctor and found out that you will in fact be the starting line for the Bills (ok, hopefully a better team than the Bills...maybe by then they'll be good?). Weighing in at 26 lbs and a cool 32 inches long...yeah, you're the size of a toddler. And we love every inch of you.

We're up to five teeth now and I can't even begin to tell you how freakin' cute you look with teeth. A. Dor. A. Ble.

So, keep up the good work buddy. We love you more and more every day.

Love,
Mommy

Doesn't Feel Like a Year...

It doesn't seem possible. This was us, exactly a year ago. Man, a year. Where has the time gone?

Last year I was thankful for so much. Yet, it doesn't hold a candle to all that I am thankful for this year.

I'm thankful for my husband, who not only has become this amazing father but also has made me fall in love with him harder than I thought possible.

I'm thankful for my son, who makes me smile every day no matter what.

I'm thankful for my pup, who cuddles with me and loves me unconditionally.

I'm thankful for my family, who has been there without fail and who I love more than words can express.

I'm thankful for my friends, naughty and nice, that give me the friendship, support, love and laughs that make every day that much easier.

Happy Thanksgiving to you all. I can only hope that you are all as lucky to have people in your lives that make you as thankful as I am.

Roy G. Biv

Anyone else remember this?

This was the acronymn that was taught to us in, oh...4th grade(?)..that helped us remember the colors of the rainbow.

Red

Orange

Yellow

Green

Blue

Indigo

Violet

Roy G. Biv. I thought it was groundbreaking, the best piece of information ever given to me, something that I obviously still remember today.

So you can understand my outrage then, while watching Mickey Mouse Clubhouse this morning to hear them advise watchers that those are not in fact the colors of the rainbow.

Hold up there, what?

That's right, you heard me. Disney is taking away my Roy G. Biv.

I'll admit, I still don't really know what color indigo actually is but COME ON. You're breaking down the greatest elementary school memory I have Disney.

So Disney, I take your puny red, orange, yellow, green, blue and purple rainbow and raise you a Roy G. Biv. With a pot of gold at the end and a sun that wears sunglasses. Because that's what my fourth grade rainbow looks like and you can't take that away from me.

Keagan: 1, Skittles: 0

Poor Skittles - she's not safe anywhere.

Keagan: 1, Exercauser: 0

Well, it's happened.

We've been waiting for it for awhile, but had hoped it wouldn't come to this.


The Beast broke the exercauser.


He jumped so hard that he snapped the little tags that hold the seat to the plastic.




What the hell kind of 8 month old super child do I have?

Yup, I'm THAT 28 Year Old

Love Letter: Month Eight

Dear Keagan,

Hey there bud. What's shakin'?

I wish I could tell you that there is so much that I have to write to you this month...but sadly, much like the lack of pictures I took I seem to have forgotten much that I wanted to say to you.

It's been a busy month, as usual in this house. We spent a weekend down in Albany visiting Emily and Mark - you were a little angel and I *think* you may have ignited baby fever down that ways as well! We also had a chance to go see Great Grandma and Grandpa (both sets!) and your grandparents. Good thing you're such a good traveler.



Halloween came and went without nearly as much hoopla as I know will be next year. And in true mommy fashion I didn't get a ton of pictures of you in your costume. You were a skeleton and Mommy and Daddy were x-ray techs. Lame, I know but it was that or The Incredibles, and lets face it, neither your father or I would look that great in red spandex.





Winter is right around the corner and in true Central NY fashion the temps have been ridiculously cold. Which means you, little man? Needed a winter coat. Now, you won't appreciate this reference now but...you bear a striking resemblance to the little brother in A Christmas Story



One day we'll watch it (even though I loathe it) and you'll understand.



The really big news we have? YOU HAVE TEETH!! That's right, not just one but THREE TEETH. But in true stubborn fashion you have pretty much refused to show them to me when I get the camera out. So I sit in waiting. I'll get you. That's a promise.

You have gotten a lot more mobile this month and use the Army crawl as your main means of transportation. I have a feeling once you figure it out you're going to be off like a rocket. And Mommy is going to have to drink heavily.


All in all it was a good month. I'm so looking forward to your first Thanksgiving next month! YAY! Lots to look forward to, the best is yet to come.

Love you little man,
Mommy