Friday, September 23, 2011

Mom's Notes: 6 months



STATS: Weight: 15.85 lbs (11%), Height: 25.75" (18%), Head Circ.: 44.7 cm (70%)

You are busy busy busy! We love you more every day, even if naps aren't high on your priority list. We fight (nicely, of course) over who gets to snuggle you. We hate when you have to get shots. We love waking up and seeing your smiley face each morning. You smile at EVERYONE, which makes running errands extra LONG cause EVERYONE comes up and talks to you. You are a people person already, but love to come back to familiar arms. We love love love you, sweet Charlie Brown Blue!

Saturday, September 17, 2011

canned underwear

I am obsessed with building a food storage right now. Thankfully the ward that we are in has been pushing 'preparedness'. I've been to every canning and preparedness class that has been offered.

The preparedness 'fever' that I currently have is just getting hotter. I've made different jams (not freezer jam), and canned peaches. On the agenda for this week is canning chicken, brown sugar, and chocolate chips.

I am ill.

Sean better watch out, cause one day he will be looking for his underwear and it will be on the food storage shelf....canned! 

Charlie enjoys jumping in his jump-up, bouncing in his exersaucer, and playing on a blanket with his toys, while his mom is canning like a  freak.

My favorite picture of him this week; proof that he is teething. Poor guy grinds and chomps his gums, and is drooling quicker than I can cut peaches.

Monday, September 12, 2011

Best Friends

 
Whenever Charlie’s friend is here
he holds his little hand.
They forget that they are tired,
and are off to happy land.
They are in the same sweet stage of life;
drool drips off of each chin.
Surely they’ll still be good friends
when their teeth come in.
The kisses that they give each other
are not the least bit dry.
We hope that Charlie keeps his friend;
 we think he’s quite the guy!





Thursday, September 8, 2011

Employed

Just like that he is driving off into the sunrise. His blue scrubs are crisp and clean. He is a man on a mission.

Gone are the weekdays spent:

JOB HUNTING IN JAMMIES

WALKING THE BEACHES

SITTING WITH CHARLIE IN HIS LAP AND HIS TOES IN THE SAND

TORCHING WEEDS IN THIS SEXY GET-UP: CHURCH SOCKS, BOOTS, BASKETBALL SHORTS, AND A DARLING TAG-A-LONG

TEACHING ME THE FACTS AS WE PLAYED TOURIST

PICKING WEEDS IN GRANDMA'S GARDEN

PUNCTURING OUR FINGERS WITH THORNS AS WE PICKED BERRIES

WATCHING FROM THE SIDELINES AS COACH SEAN PLAYED THE 'NAME GAME'

WATCHING SOME MORE AS HE LEAD HIS MICRO SOCCER STARS
SPENDING TIME TOGETHER AS A FAMILY

We will miss spending all of our days with Sean. Charlie will miss him and the fun adventures he took him on. Poor little guy is stuck with mom canning, making jam, and obsessing over food storage-- I guess I'll need to put a twist on it to make it enjoyable for all. Or just wait until nap time, which seems lost and never to be found.

Even though it's probably healthy for our marriage to spend a little bit of time away each day, I'll miss turning around and having him here. It's been a fun couple of months. We've learned to live below our means and enjoy the simple things in life.

We are proud of our working husband, father, doctor, and entertainer. We secretly hope he misses us as he's swimming in saliva and plaque (ick!).