Oh yeah, baby!
(Sweet and romantic pictures taken by Kandice Ray )
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Thursday, July 30, 2009
Wednesday, July 29, 2009
Why no posts?
To be honest, I have been blogging. But not here.
Much like the rest of my life, my bogging has been taken over by FOOTBALL!
So if you are desperate for pictures and videos that include one of my children- check out the Football Blog.
Otherwise, have patience. I have so much to share, and at some point I will share it.
Especially since Cotton has misplaced my camera, and I will soon run out of material anyway- forcing me to blog what I have backed up and waiting.
Much like the rest of my life, my bogging has been taken over by FOOTBALL!
So if you are desperate for pictures and videos that include one of my children- check out the Football Blog.
Otherwise, have patience. I have so much to share, and at some point I will share it.
Especially since Cotton has misplaced my camera, and I will soon run out of material anyway- forcing me to blog what I have backed up and waiting.
GO COYOTES!!!
Tuesday, July 28, 2009
Amuse yourself with this
while you wait for me to get off... make that ON... my ass and catch this blog up!
Thursday, July 16, 2009
Dear tooth fairy,
There's a new kid in town!
At the ripe old age of 5 years and 5 months (a month older than her brother was when he hit this milestone), my baby girl lost her first tooth!
She'll head off to kindergarten with a cute gap toothed smile!
It's a good thing I made her a tooth fairy pillow when I made Jacob's, just last month!
It held her $10 nicely. And she held that $10 for about 6 hours before convincing me to take her shopping!
At the ripe old age of 5 years and 5 months (a month older than her brother was when he hit this milestone), my baby girl lost her first tooth!
She'll head off to kindergarten with a cute gap toothed smile!
It's a good thing I made her a tooth fairy pillow when I made Jacob's, just last month!
It held her $10 nicely. And she held that $10 for about 6 hours before convincing me to take her shopping!
Saturday, July 04, 2009
Happy birthday, America! (2009 edition)
My all-American cuties
With their 2 baby cousins
Doing the "Sammy lean"
and then the whole point of the fourth... FIREWORKS!
With their 2 baby cousins
Doing the "Sammy lean"
and then the whole point of the fourth... FIREWORKS!
Thursday, July 02, 2009
Sprinkler fun!
For some reason I find this video so soothing to watch.Maybe it's the beautiful green grass, the sound of the sprinkler, the joyful children... I dunno. It's nothing all that special, but I just love it.
Friday, June 26, 2009
Preview of "me and my honey" pics
Next month, it will be 10 yrs since Cotton and I met. And instantly became "us."
To celebrate, we decided to have our first set of pics together!
Little one watched most of the shoot from the stroller, but he really wanted to play along a little bit.
Since Kandi loves him, she took a couple of shots of of our baby...
More to come! I can't wait!
To celebrate, we decided to have our first set of pics together!
Little one watched most of the shoot from the stroller, but he really wanted to play along a little bit.Since Kandi loves him, she took a couple of shots of of our baby...
More to come! I can't wait!
Tuesday, June 16, 2009
Football!
While I will mention football quite often here, I won't go into much detail.
I save my detail and my effort for the Coyote Football blog!
So if Jacob and his second year of football interest you, that would be the place to get all of the important details! Just a a little FYI. ;-)
Hand, Foot, and Mouth
Although it's mostly just *foot* right now.
He's had a very weird diaper rash for too long, and he doesn't get diaper rash to begin with. It wouldn't go away despite my best efforts. It spread out of the diaper area and down his legs a bit.
This morning as I was changing him, he stuck his feet up and I saw these nasty blisters. And I knew, although I've never seen it before. I knew.
I know... "How the hell? He stays home...." yea, I'm baffled too. Could'a been a shopping cart. A kid at football practice. The church nursery (during the 3.5 seconds he probably spent on the floor, teehee). McDonald's. Who knows? Who cares?
I just hope he stays relatively comfortable (so far so good), and it doesn't become serious.
And that no one else gets sick.
Thes epictures were this afternoon. His feet have gotten WAY worse. His hands have some dots on them, not a lot, but some. His mouth seems fine, and he is eating. So we'll see!
He's had a very weird diaper rash for too long, and he doesn't get diaper rash to begin with. It wouldn't go away despite my best efforts. It spread out of the diaper area and down his legs a bit.
This morning as I was changing him, he stuck his feet up and I saw these nasty blisters. And I knew, although I've never seen it before. I knew.
I know... "How the hell? He stays home...." yea, I'm baffled too. Could'a been a shopping cart. A kid at football practice. The church nursery (during the 3.5 seconds he probably spent on the floor, teehee). McDonald's. Who knows? Who cares?I just hope he stays relatively comfortable (so far so good), and it doesn't become serious.
And that no one else gets sick.
Thes epictures were this afternoon. His feet have gotten WAY worse. His hands have some dots on them, not a lot, but some. His mouth seems fine, and he is eating. So we'll see!
Monday, June 15, 2009
"Sister!"
We were looking through Sam's picture book at bedtime, and he pointed to a picture of Lucy and declared very confidently "Sissa!"
I welled up, grabbed him and the book, and ran to her room for a repeat performance. Which, of course, he declined to do. Little stinker.
After months and months of Mama, Dada, Bubba, and even Emma- it's about time he acknowledges Lucy with a name!
It wasn't for a lack of love. "Lucy" and "Sister" are just a bit harder to pronounce.
YAY!!!!
I welled up, grabbed him and the book, and ran to her room for a repeat performance. Which, of course, he declined to do. Little stinker.
After months and months of Mama, Dada, Bubba, and even Emma- it's about time he acknowledges Lucy with a name!
It wasn't for a lack of love. "Lucy" and "Sister" are just a bit harder to pronounce.
YAY!!!!
Sunday, June 14, 2009
sweet Emmitt
I got some good shots of my fur-baby in the backyard the other day, so I gotta share them!
Isn't he pretty?
Dat's a good boy! Yes you are! Yes you are!
Isn't he pretty?
Dat's a good boy! Yes you are! Yes you are!
Friday, June 12, 2009
15 months old
and heart-stealing as ever. Swoon.
A few new words since last count:
"Wa-wa" (water),
"Bah-bah" (when he wants to nurse)(I think he's trying for "booby"- whoops!),
did I list "Emmitt" before? Because he says that.
"Look!" with a pointing finger, of course
"Nuh-nana" (take a wild guess... banana)
"Hat" he loooves hats now, and amyone wearing a hat (and willing to share)
He can climb into a high chair all by himself. Both at home and at restaurants (where we first discovered the talent).
He can climb on top of the coffee table, and lord help me, the KITCHEN table!
As well as Lucy's bed and into her toy box.
He can also get himself out of bed and come find me in the mornings!
He can feed himself with a spoon pretty neatly!
He can throw and catch a football, and kick (kind of dribble) a soccer ball. :-)
He is trying really hard to climb up a slide... (well, he CAN do it, just not when I'm taking pictures, of course)
"maybe if I try this side..."
Pat the doggy! Awwww...
No, no! Don't KISS the doggy! Blech!
Driving his car is fun!
"Bye bye!"
He picked up this hat, saud "Hat, hat, HAT!!!" forty times, and then put it on and wore it for hours and hours. Had *I* put it on his head, he would have ripped it off in disgust. Little stinker.
As for the Batman garb, well, you do know who his brother is, right?
"CHEESE!" or maybe it's rainbow twizzler.... What?
Sleeping like a little angel, before the several night wakings that keep me and Folgers together each morning
and finally, a (pre haircut) picture with his "pow-pow"
I swear this kid is going to be a boxer. He is OBSESSED! If the garage door opens, he sprints to the weight room, throws on a glove, and starts hitting the bag. Every time.
His mommy-love seems to have reached an all time high. He is more attached to me, it seems, than even when he was a newborn.
I cannot leave a room without him getting upset. He follows me around, saying "Mama, mama" all day long.
But I love it! I do! He gives me sweet hugs and kisses, and smiles, and talks to me, and holds my hand while we walk. He sat with one hand on my leg tonight for the entire time we were eating.
We cannot be apart, my little peanut and me. I left him in the "big kids room" at church last week. The one for toddlers that has tons of cool toys. My theory was, he is bored in the nursery. He's a big kid!
I had to go back and rescue him. He was sobbing so hard, snot running down his face... he saw me come around the corner and startd screaming my name. The mnursery worker couldn't wait to thrust him out the door. (sorry bout that, I really thought he'd do better)
And do I care if my sweet baby, my teeny little LAST baby, thinks that we can not be more than 3 feet from one another? What do you think?
It's exhausting, but it's love. And it is now a 2 way love, which is enough to pull me through when I REALLY need a breather.
If Daddy is around, Sam is content to be with him. To GO with him, especially. I ams till supposed to be available, but he wants DADDY to chase him, tickle him, and get him cookies.
He's really changing so fast now. Our little baby-man is turning into a kiddo so quickly. And it is FUN, but also really kind of sad. He's the last baby we'll have... and as I held my friend's 3 month old and stared into that ittle-biity gummy-grinned face... I could have cried. Just a little. Not for wanting another one, not AT ALL, but because it just goes so damned fast. All we can do is hold on and try to soak it in as much as possible... and I do.
A few new words since last count:
"Wa-wa" (water),
"Bah-bah" (when he wants to nurse)(I think he's trying for "booby"- whoops!),
did I list "Emmitt" before? Because he says that.
"Look!" with a pointing finger, of course
"Nuh-nana" (take a wild guess... banana)
"Hat" he loooves hats now, and amyone wearing a hat (and willing to share)
He can climb into a high chair all by himself. Both at home and at restaurants (where we first discovered the talent).
He can climb on top of the coffee table, and lord help me, the KITCHEN table!
As well as Lucy's bed and into her toy box.
He can also get himself out of bed and come find me in the mornings!
He can feed himself with a spoon pretty neatly!
He can throw and catch a football, and kick (kind of dribble) a soccer ball. :-)
He is trying really hard to climb up a slide... (well, he CAN do it, just not when I'm taking pictures, of course)
"maybe if I try this side..."
Pat the doggy! Awwww...
No, no! Don't KISS the doggy! Blech!
Driving his car is fun!
"Bye bye!"
He picked up this hat, saud "Hat, hat, HAT!!!" forty times, and then put it on and wore it for hours and hours. Had *I* put it on his head, he would have ripped it off in disgust. Little stinker.As for the Batman garb, well, you do know who his brother is, right?
"CHEESE!" or maybe it's rainbow twizzler.... What?
Sleeping like a little angel, before the several night wakings that keep me and Folgers together each morning
and finally, a (pre haircut) picture with his "pow-pow"
I swear this kid is going to be a boxer. He is OBSESSED! If the garage door opens, he sprints to the weight room, throws on a glove, and starts hitting the bag. Every time.His mommy-love seems to have reached an all time high. He is more attached to me, it seems, than even when he was a newborn.
I cannot leave a room without him getting upset. He follows me around, saying "Mama, mama" all day long.
But I love it! I do! He gives me sweet hugs and kisses, and smiles, and talks to me, and holds my hand while we walk. He sat with one hand on my leg tonight for the entire time we were eating.
We cannot be apart, my little peanut and me. I left him in the "big kids room" at church last week. The one for toddlers that has tons of cool toys. My theory was, he is bored in the nursery. He's a big kid!
I had to go back and rescue him. He was sobbing so hard, snot running down his face... he saw me come around the corner and startd screaming my name. The mnursery worker couldn't wait to thrust him out the door. (sorry bout that, I really thought he'd do better)
And do I care if my sweet baby, my teeny little LAST baby, thinks that we can not be more than 3 feet from one another? What do you think?
It's exhausting, but it's love. And it is now a 2 way love, which is enough to pull me through when I REALLY need a breather.
If Daddy is around, Sam is content to be with him. To GO with him, especially. I ams till supposed to be available, but he wants DADDY to chase him, tickle him, and get him cookies.
He's really changing so fast now. Our little baby-man is turning into a kiddo so quickly. And it is FUN, but also really kind of sad. He's the last baby we'll have... and as I held my friend's 3 month old and stared into that ittle-biity gummy-grinned face... I could have cried. Just a little. Not for wanting another one, not AT ALL, but because it just goes so damned fast. All we can do is hold on and try to soak it in as much as possible... and I do.
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