Tuesday, May 31, 2011
Thursday, May 26, 2011
For children grow up, I’ve learned to my sorrow.
So quiet down, cobwebs. Dust go to sleep.
I’m rocking my baby and babies don’t keep.
Friday, May 20, 2011
Commencement morning started very early for us. We wanted to get just the right seats, hopefully under cover, and easily accessible for Great Grandma Harriet. While the fog was still present in the stadium we found the perfect row and waited crossing our fingers that it wouldn't rain. As the graduates trickled in we looked for our special guys and made contact! It was the best game of "Where's Waldo?" ever. Our row of fans included Aunt Merilee and Uncle Buzz, Great Grandma Harriet, Grandma Glenda, Aunt Kaitlyn, Me, Connor, Uncle Scott, and Grandpa Gary. My hands were very full juggling all of the cameras and the baby. Thankfully Uncle Scott saved the day having the special touch with Connor. They bonded for sure. I have to say, rain and all, it was a special memorable day filled with love and pride.
Wednesday, May 11, 2011
Well, Kristin’s first Mother’s Day has come and gone. Connor and I had some long discussions about Mother’s day and about what we could do to make Mommy feel special. We decided one of the best things that we could do was to try our hardest to allow mommy as much opportunity to sleep as possible. From the beginning, Kristin and I have had an “arrangement”. Being that I typically get a little more sleep than her throughout the night, on the weekends I would get up with Connor and keep him occupied so she could sleep in. This is a fair arrangement because I am naturally a morning person (disclaimer: By morning person, I really mean someone who is capable of functioning with the help of a steaming cup of coffee). A typical weekend has Connor and me getting up around 6-6:30, followed by a feeding at 7:30. Unfortunately, Kristin is required to be up for that 7:30 feeding. To make mommy feel rested, this past weekend Daddy used some of our frozen stockpile for that feeding and Kristin got to sleep through it. In addition, Connor really needed to run to the mall to get mommy one last gift so Mommy didn’t have to get out of bed until 11. Granted, she didn’t sleep that late, but she got to relax.
Believe it or not, Connor is a remarkably good gift giver. We spent a lot of time talking about what to do for Mommy since it was her first Mother’s Day and opted to go with multiple presents with a more sentimental feeling rather than an expensive piece of jewelry. First, we got mommy 2 Vera Bradley bags, making sure they were in her pattern. Next, we got mommy a Pandora Bead of a little boy which we felt was an appropriate Mother’s Day gift. Finally, Connor and I worked long and hard to put together a Snap Fish Photo book that gives a snapshot (no pun intended) of Connors first 7 months. That is right folks, Connor is 7 months old.
It is crazy to think about life over the past 7 months. It is even crazier to think that we are now closer to Connor’s first birthday than we are to the day he was born. I would be lying if I said that this time has been a breeze, but I can honestly tell you that it has been an incredible ride. It seems that every day Connor is up to something new. He is becoming ever more vocal and has recently realized that it is fun (for him at least) to randomly scream. He also recently has taken a he liking to Roxy and the love is reciprocated. If Roxy is in the room, Connor’s attention is on her.
Wednesday, May 4, 2011
As Mother's Day approaches it is amazing to me to think of how precious Grandma Glenda is. Connor is a very lucky little boy to have her as his grandma.