9 months!

Where has the time gone? Riley was 9 months old last week. Less than 3 months and my baby will be a year old. This time around, time is going much too quickly!

We had his well visit yesterday. 21 pounds, 5 ounces and 29.25 inches long. He's going to overtake his teeny sister soon. His head is fine. No need for an MRI, thank God. He just has a big head. Just what I need, right? Another male with a big head. lol. He is a big, healthy boy. Army crawling like a champ. Says "Dada," "hi," and "yeah." Waves. Knows his name. Eats like a football player.

I look at him and I can't believe he was so tiny 9 months ago. He's such a big boy now. His smile is amazing. It lights up his whole face. He's usually a very happy, content baby. But the boy does have a temper on him. He can scream with the best of them. haha.

Love you baby boy

10 Reasons I LOVE Being a Mom

In no particular order (and not the only reasons):

1. Hearing a little voice saying "I wuvoo Mommy"

2. Baby smiles

3. Snuggles at any time of the day

4. The way they smell just after baths

5. The look on their faces when they learn something new

6. Bella likes to share

7. I can watch kid movies/shows lol

8. Watching them change from infant to baby to toddler to preschooler

9. Watching them play together

10. Watching them with their daddy

And so it begins...

Today is the first day of the correctional academy for Jeff. It's supposedly "Hell Week" to weed out anyone that doesn't want to put in the time and effort, and get yelled at week after week. Basically, like boot camp all over again. He'll do great! lol. He's the class leader, and has been fielding calls for the past week of "What uniform are we supposed to wear?" "What time are we supposed to be there?" "Do I have to bring everything every day?" I think we're going to need to up our cell phone minutes.

I'm so excited for him. I know it's going to be a stressful 7 weeks for all of us, but this is a second career for him, as opposed to a job. It'll be a lot like the military, and the prisoners are probably more well behaved than our toddler. He's looking forward to losing weight, doing something new and worthwhile, and having weekdays off once he's done with the academy. I'm looking forward to him being fulfilled, not having to worry about money, and being able to do some new things during the week when he has days off. It's a win-win.

So if you get a chance, send him well wishes through FB or text, say a little prayer, and we'll be in touch.

Almost mobile

The Boy is almost movile. Well, actually, he is mobile. He can roll around the living room to get where he wants. lol. He wants to crawl so badly! He keeps trying. Now that he knows he can move, I'm sure it won't be much longer.

And he has an awesome drill seargant, um, teacher. Bella keeps yelling; "Do it! Crawl! Do it!" lol Little drill seargent in the making she is.

I can't believe how quickly it has gone by this time. It seems like yesterday that we brought him home from the hospital and he was tiny. Now he is almost 7 months old and crawling. It makes me sad.

But I am also so thrilled that he is experiencing new things. He is such a happy baby.

Now I am off to give him another good night smooch

Thank God it's...Monday????

I never thought I would say that! But what a weekend. And not in the good way. I think I might have a grey hair...or two.

Friday was supposed to be a fun day of shopping with our good friends. It mostly was...until the end when Bella tripped in the parking lot and scraped a good amount of skin off her knee. I figured that was bad enough...until Saturday.

While on a walk with Daddy, Bella tripped over herself, landed on her knee (again) and then face planted! A few hours later, she threw up, so we rushed her to the ER, thinking she had a concussion. Thankfully, she does not; she just has a nasty bump, a few scrapes, and a few bruises.

If this is the way the rest of the year is going to go, I am terrified.

What a Crazy Weekend!

I don't remember the last time we had such a wonderful, albeit completely crazy, weekend! Jeff didn't have yardwork to do, so it was the four of us all weekend. That's the first time that has happened in AGES. It was nice for him to be home with us; the kids don't get to see much of him when he does yardwork on the weekends. During the week, he is only home for three hours a night before they go to bed (and most of that is taken up by making dinner/eating dinner/cleaning up dinner). Saturday was INSANE. Not only did Bella get pinkeye out of nowhere, but my 4 months and 20 day old baby got a tooth! Yes, ladies and gentlemen, you read that correctly: the boy has a tooth; not even five months old yet! One of his bottom teeth broke through, and the one next to it is on its way through, as well. How crazy is that?? He might have two teeth before he is even five months old (Bella got her first one between 6.5 and 7 months!). My poor girl has such a yucky eye! I have no idea where she got it (although I am guessing from a shopping cart or touching something someone else had touched), but it is in full force. We took her to the dr today for antiobiotics. All weekend, though, it looked like someone had punched my baby in the eye. If we can somehow manage to keep Riley from contracting it, I will count myself lucky.

San Diego trip

We went to San Diego last weekend for the first time in almost two years. We hadn't been there since Bella was four months old. While San Diego definitely doesn't feel like home anymore, it was nice to see some friends, go to the Zoo, and show off the kids.

The Zoo was amazing. Bella had a wonderful time. She loved the giraffes, of course, and the new elephant encounter, and the gift shop, haha. The new elephant encounter was awesome. All of the changes to the Zoo were amazing. It was the highlight of our trip.

We met up with friends, saw some sights, and were equally happy to get home. There is something wonderful about sleeping in your own bed the first night back from a trip.