Sunday, May 30, 2010

May Texas Tour

Before we launch into our June travels, here is a photo recap of our whirlwind Texas Tour....
Radley learned the fine dining that is Sonic Ice...

He could not get enough...

Bella explained the finer points of passing time at the ballfield to Mr Mack...

Including chase...

The study of local fauna...

and taunting the ref...

There were lots and lots of kisses...

and snuggles...

A bit of pizza...

And exploring our new and very deep fire pit...

Our visit had its "UP!"'s

And "DOWN!"'s

A healthy dose of manual labor...

And lots and lots of fun...

Thursday, May 27, 2010

Dear Radley - Month 11

Dearest Radley,

A few day ago you turned 11 months old. I can hardly believe it. I find myself having a bit of writers block on this monthly milestone which may be a direct result of the fact that I really, really, really would like it very much if you would please slow down as I cannot fathom that one year is just a few short weeks away.

It would be 100% fine for you to just stay this age for another few months so I can soak up all your baby goodness. But I know that it not how this works, so I am just going to suck it up and document all the wonderful charming meaningful loveliness that is you.

Radley, you are my little lover-baby. You continue to share your sweet cuddly self with the very lucky people we encounter in our world. You have a special fondness for pretty ladies. You pretty much crawl over to many unsuspecting ladies and smile at them as you just crawl right up on their lap. This generally works wonders to get them to pick you up and coo to you, whereby, you then seal the deal with your patented shy under-the-eyelashes grin paired with laying-your-head-on-their-shoulder baby snuggle hug and pretty much melt them into a puddle of goo on the spot. They then proceed to hold you, coo at you and gush all over you and give you big warm hugs all the while telling you how sweet and wonderful you are...and really, who wouldn't like that?

One helpful thing you did this month was reprogram the remote for the DVR/TV/Stereo/Entertainment center. One evening as I was getting the house ready for the night, I tossed you the remote to play with which I cleverly had thought had set on a setting that you could not do any damage. Then later that evening after you had gone to bed I casually picked it up to turn on the TV and realized that you had done something to it so that it no longer controlled anything. I felt really stupid for about 30 minutes trying to figure out how to undo whatever you had done and just ended up having to embarrassingly call our AV guy to come help me out and get things working again. Radley 1 Mommy 0

Since then, we have been working harder on teaching you things that you need to leave alone. I know I have been somewhat successful because you already know what items you are not allowed to touch. I know this because as you move toward them you look at me over your shoulder to see if I am watching. You are going to have to work a little harder on your poker face if you want to convince me that you do not know what you are doing.

With you this month, I have had to reinstate my "no news is definitely not good news" philosophy of listening. As long as there is babble, all is good. As soon as I realize there has been silence for more than 15-20 seconds, I pretty much know you are up to no good. I was changing your brother the other day and realized soon that I was doing so in complete silence. I quickly called your answer. I hurried to finish what I was doing and called you louder....still no answer. Now, knowing that you were definitely not participating in a parent approved activity, I quickly started making a scan of the various rooms in the house when I heard something from behind a closed bathroom door. I knew what I was in for when I opened it and sure enough you somehow had made your way into the bathroom, closed the door and were doing a detailed inspection of you got your 2nd bath of the evening, I got grossed out and I learned that I must be more diligent in making sure that closed doors are fully and completely closed or that you are confined to some sort of baby containment device.

This was another of our attempts to confine you at the ballfield for your own safety...gotta love the SUV!

You were not sure what you thought about this! But it was perfect!

You are crawling up on 2 hands and 2 feet which I lovingly call your Gorilla walk. And you are getting pretty fast at it and efficient enough that you could actually pass for one of the monkeys in Tarzan. You can also stand unassisted for a long long long time...once you put these 2 things together you are going to be on your way.

I am a little torn about this potential walking development as I want you to hurry because you are just getting so big and heavy and my arm aches from long days of holding you.

Yet I also want you to take your time on this skill as I have had flashes this month of what it is going to look like when both you and your brother are on the run and truth be told, I am a little scared.

You continue to sleep like a champ and for that I am so very grateful, though we did have a rough patch of teething interruptions for a few nights this month. But despite the threat of new teeth and the apparent teething discomfort, you again begin this month, Month 11, with. only. 2. teeth. Maybe next month, baby, maybe next month. Meanwhile, I am happy to shower your little sweet face with kisses and tell you how much I love you as you fall asleep at night and help you get there on the nights it's a little rough- for both of us.

You have added "agua" and "ball" to your now 6 word vocabulary (with baba, mama, up, down) You dance every single time you hit your Mickey Mouse Clubhouse Scooter Car horn. You continue to try to be sweet to your big brother, but he does not much appreciate your affectionate headbutts, which I must admit have caught me a couple times pretty good on the chin and the bridge of the nose. I keep telling you that you have to stop leading with your head. You more than once have brought a tear to my eye with this little maneuver.

Raddles, in a few weeks, you are going to be one year old, which really just seems impossible. We are going celebrate with a big Disney World blowout trip with lots of friends and family and cupcakes. I know you won't remember this, but I will and I am so excited to celebrate your first birthday at one of my favorite places on earth. But in the meantime, I am going to soak up every last second of every day of the next few weeks at 11 months and etch the memory of you in my mind at this wonderfully perfect age into a very special place in my heart.

I love you so much,

Sunday, May 23, 2010


"I'll go out there and make my mistakes. I'll fall down, get hurt, cry, laugh, love, and get back up. I'll stand on the highest mountaintop and go into the deepest caverns. I'll roam across the world, visit the moon and swim in outer space. I'll let my imagination run wild and let my spirit soar. Why? Because when my life flashes before my eyes in those final moments, I want to have something worthwhile to watch, with plenty of love and laughter, good times and bad. I don't want to regret a thing and I plan not to. Remember, it's not usually the things you do that you regret, it's the things you don't do and leave unsaid. Laugh out loud. Cry in the rain. Love with all your heart and soul. Get hurt. Tell the truth. Go crazy. But never forget that you only get one shot. One shot at this day, one shot at this minute. One shot at this age. One shot at life. So make sure your life is one you will enjoy watching in your final moments."
-Anna Floyd

Friday, May 21, 2010

Let the brainwashing begin...

In a couple weeks, we are going on our first vacation to Walt Disney World since I was 17 weeks pregnant with Maverick. It is strange since we have travelled so much since you were both born, but this is the first real vacation. I am looking forward to seeing it all through your eyes and finally getting back for the first time in 3 YEARS!

Sunday, May 9, 2010

To My Boys

To My Boys...
Before you were conceived, I wanted you.
Before you were born, I loved you.
When you were born, Isaw your face and knew I was in love.
Before you were an hour old, I knew I would die for you.
To this day, I will.

Before I was a mom

I know this has been passed around the internet, but I wanted to share today with all my mommy friends out there. I am sure you can relate...

author unknown...

Before I was a Mom,
I never tripped over toys or forgot words to a lullaby.
I didn't worry whether or not my plants were poisonous.
I never thought about immunizations.

Before I was a Mom,
I had never been puked on.
Pooped on. Chewed on. Peed on.
I had complete control of my mind and my thoughts.
I slept all night.

Before I was a Mom,
I never held down a screaming child so doctors could do tests.
Or give shots.
I never looked into teary eyes and cried.
I never got gloriously happy over a simple grin.
I never sat up late hours at night watching a baby sleep.

Before I was a Mom,
I never held a sleeping baby just because I didn't want to put her down.
I never felt my heart break into a million pieces when I couldn't stop the hurt.
I never knew that something so small could affect my life so much.
I never knew that I could love someone so much.
I never knew I would love being a Mom.

Before I was a Mom.
I didn't know the feeling of having my heart outside my body..
I didn't know how special it could feel to feed a hungry baby.
I didn't know that bond between a mother and her child.
I didn't know that something so small could make me feel so important.

Before I was a Mom,
I had never gotten up in the middle of the night every 10 minutes to make sure all was okay.
I had never known the warmth,
the joy,
the love,
the heartache,
the wonderment or
the satisfaction of being a Mom.

I didn't know I was capable of feeling so much,
before I was a Mom.

Friday, May 7, 2010

No Fear

Since we are off on our latest adventure, and it will be a couple of days before I have any new photos, I thought it would be a good time to catch up on some overdue blog posts that I have not gotten around to in the last couple of weeks. A couple of weeks ago, we went to a wonderful interactive reptile experience...and Mack could not get enough. Everytime the trainer asked for a volunteer, he was up and at his side...there were snakes...

and lizards...

and frogs...

and turtles...

Mack spent a good chunk of time with this dude channeling his inner turtle...

You had no fear....

Radley, on the other hand...was all about the drums...

Thursday, May 6, 2010

Heading out

Here is a few pictures of what Maverick and Radley did today:

What I did today was pack what has to be tens of thousands of our family's belongings into several LARGE, very-likely-t0-be-overweight gi-normous suitcases so that tomorrow morning we are ready to start what I am going to call the Summer of Travel as we head out to Texas and back and host a multitude of guests from now until Mid August. The next few months are going to be crazy-town. I will be getting up at 4am tomorrow to pack the rest of our belongings and get us on our flight. I am checking in here to ask for a few prayers for a smooth trip. The last time we did not go so well. So, if you think about it. Or happen to roll over at some unholy hour tomorrow morning, say a prayer for us. And meanwhile, the Benadryl is packed, just in case. We are thrilled to be headed home for Ashton's Amazing Under the Sea 12th Birthday Splash Bash. I just hope Southwest is thrilled to see us, too.

Ready or not! Here we come...