Days 27, 28, 29

 

  

Been without the camera for a few days so these are pics that were on the camera when I was able to get back to it. The first picture emphasizes is talent on the keyboard. The second down is him sleeping in his crib with his hand on his toy. The last picture was captured of him playing with a hovering toy placed over his crib.....look at those dimples.

Day 26

Nearing seven months.

Thinking I can drink out of a 32oz cup.

Kicked back watching football.

Life is great..

*no children were harmed in the making of these pictures. the cup was empty! i swear! 

Days 23, 24, 25

Day 22

Day 21

Daddy is here today giving the picture of the day. I finally got around to taking a teeth shot with the camera. Let's just say that was interesting. You try to hold down the two arms and two legs with one arm while pushing down on his lip with a finger all while holding a camera!!!!

He has had these two front teeth for a while now.......early bloomer. We are pretty sure he is cutting two new teeth.....both on the bottom and on either side of his mouth.

Day 20

I'm starting a picture challenge. I want to take and post (at least) one picture everyday for the year. I'm a little lot errrm 17, 18, LOL no, 19 days behind, but I'll give it a shot. I'm a little on the OCD side, so since it's day 20 of 365, we'll start on day 18 today.

And, no, I didn't tell him that his baba would cease to exist although he looks like someone told him the apocalypse was looming.

So sweet

Fun with Great Grandma Ruby

You miss me?

In case you don't notice. I am in love with my feet. It's a toss up which is my favorite toy, my hands or my feet.

Mama and Daddy ♥ tv

We'd watch absolutely no tv without our dvr, but since we have it we're able to get quite a few great shows. Here are some we're uber excited about returning.
I borrowed this idea from Momma Ra.

Grey's

Mama ♥♥♥'s Grey's and got Daddy hooked from the beginning but he's not into it anymore.

Private Practice

We might actually like this a tad more than Grey's. Daddy loves the blonde, don't tell Mama.

Castle

   Seriously, makes us laugh out loud every episode.

Project Runway

We love watching the tragedies, err outfits, created on this show.

American Idol

Again, we love watching the tragedies, err talent, every week!

Accidentally on Purpose

Oh Em Gee, so freaking funny. I didn't think it'd be that great but we love it. 

6 Month Pics

Christmas cont'd

Santa Visit

Most kids save this face for a few years, but no, Derek has already mastered it. This face says "Really, Mama, really? Why do you do this to me? I'm not smiling for you, I'm annoyed" of course in a whining attitude voice. That's my boy. Heaven help us in a few years.

Derek's first bruiser

Derek decided to finally show Daddy his rolling skills from back to tummy. Unfortunately he decided it was best to show Daddy these skills while he was on his changing table and Daddy had just turned around for a second to put clothes in his diaper bag. He took a tumble halfway down the dresser before Chris luckily caught him and he didn't hit the ground. Whew! His face is a little scraped and he has a bruise but he's ok otherwise.

Yep, I'm a Boy Mom

I came across this great blog post by Jill at BabyRabies and it really made me smile and think back to the day I found out I was going to be a Boy Mom. Looking back, I wouldn't have it any other way. Would I love a girl? Most definitely. Would I love her more than I love this adorably slobbery mess of a boy?

Never. Absolutely not. I love being a Boy Mom and can't wait to experience everything that comes with it. Ok, well maybe not everything, but most everything. :)

Being a Boy Mom means slobbery kisses and hugs that start with a running leap.
Being a Boy Mom means saving hundreds on clothes, even if only to spend that amount or more later in life on ER visits.
Being a Boy Mom means developing a keen eye for bugs and coming to terms with the fact that sometimes they can just be considered an extra helping of protein.
Being a Boy Mom doesn’t mean you won’t continue to be squeamish about things like spiders, it just means your squeals will be entertaining to the boy who taunts you by trying to eat one.
Being a Boy Mom means being the builder of block towers so big they lean and topple, leaving you both in stitches.
Being a Boy Mom means developing a very watchful eye while changing diapers, always on the lookout for that surprise pee stream attack.
Being a Boy Mom means having the pleasure of watching your son learn from his father, and then reminding his father that at a certain age they will start to repeat the F word, even if that F word is shouted at a TV during a sporting event.
Being a Boy Mom means you’ve been given the tremendous opportunity and challenge to raise someone who will grow up to be a respectful, loving and kind man. He may break hearts, but hopefully, with your guidance, he will do so gently, and ultimately he will make some lucky partner very, very happy.
Being a Boy Mom may mean giving up the fantasy of getting your nails done together after a frilly tea party, but it’s replaced by so many fun future memories that you can’t even begin to think up because right now you just don’t know what to do with a boy.
Don’t worry… it will come to you.
~Baby Rabies