is that really all i've known you?
seems like i've known you forever,
a whole lifetime.
like you've always been around,
always been a part of me,
always been my little guy.
what a blessing to have you here with me now and not just in my heart.
the past 8 months have been so indescribably amazing.
i've loved watching you grow and getting to know you.
you are all over the place now and into everything! you army crawl like a mad man! we say that you look like a wounded soldier when you're crying and crawling at the same time! it's so pitiful-'waaah...drag...waaah...drag'...
you still don't really like playing with your toys, you would much rather be doing something else like pulling the leaves off mommy's plant, eating mommy's socks or "playing" your favorite instrument the trusty door stop. lately boxes have become a fun source of entertainment for you.
you're my little explorer.
one of your favorite things is running into the dogs' water bowls when you're in your walker. you're a mess!
you are getting your second tooth on bottom. i'm sure going to miss my 'one tooth wonder'.
oh and you are getting so much better at eating food! bananas and applesauce are a couple of your favorites. the face you make when you take the first bite of applesauce kills me though! *sour* as i was writing this you managed to fall jump from your crib after your nap. guess we will be lowering your bed tonight! don't worry you didn't get hurt my tough little man. love you so much bubba, momma
...that i would have your 7 month pic posted before you were 8 months old and growing a mustache, so here it is a day shy of your 8 month birthday. i'd also like to report that you are still mustache-less ;) hooray!
lately i've been a little discouraged and uninspired in my writing.
you see writing and i are kind of a new thing. like a new love,
we are just getting to know one another.
i've realized that writing for me is a funny thing.
it comes and it goes.
one minute i have the most amazing thoughts and words and the next i'm scrambling for the simplest of ideas. even as i'm imagining the words to say tonight i'm rushing myself before i lose it all to some tiny obscure place tucked away in the furthest corner of my brain never to be found again.
i've learned that some of my most brilliant ideas come at the most inopportune times.
for instance, it is 11 pm and my mind comes up with the wittiest of things after midnight.
i've noticed that writing can communicate all kinds of things and that it must be straight from the heart and completely honest or true genuine-ity (<--did i just make up a word?) is lost.
i know that i do not want to write as a people-pleaser, but
i want to tell the story of our lives. the ups and the downs. ins and outs. happy and sad. and i want to do it as God-honoring as possible.
for now i am just trying to be content in the fact that my writing cannot be pushed or prodded, but it must come naturally. i will, however, continue to study and learn all the little details of this new love of mine. for it must be cultivated and nourished to be perfected.
and only with perfection can you tell the best of stories ;)
(Ry: top-Ralph Lauren Polo onesie similar here, jeans-Gap similar here, moccasins-Roper)
at least we got one good picture where you don't look like you're about to hurl or throw a punch!
and what was i looking at in a couple of these??! i guess i got a bit distracted by daddy acting like a crazy man trying to get you to smile. focus. focus....
oh something shiny...
sorry catch ya laters!
oh my holy hot dogs have i got a treat for you!
have you guys heard of honest toddler?
i'm following them on twitter and can i just say HI-larious!
their tweets sound like words straight from the mouths of babes!
some of my personal favs:
-mama did her hair. it was so pretty i had to touch it. didn't realize i had jam on my fingers.
-toddler tip: bedtime? DO NOT GO QUIETLY. RAGE AGAINST THE DYING OF THE LIGHT.
-imma lay low for a little while. going to the kitchen to squeeze some bananas.
-they need to choose. teeth or hair. we're not going to brush both daily.
-not even noon and mama is fading. extended blinks. wake up, lady. we've got 6 hours to go. yay!!! :)
-just ran into a wall. when did we get that?
-daddy free styled a story. didn't make a lick of sense.
-kitchen floor just slapped me in the face OMG! :(
-that was weird. daddy's sunglasses just exploded themselves in my hand.
-my mom is pretending that her hair is just "wind blown". explain the clothes then. did you or did you not wake up in that dress?
-one year old at the park goes down the slide alone. and the crowd goes wild!
follow on twitter here for some good momma laughs!