my big day in a white dress

I went to church for the first time this past weekend. What a to-do! People came from all over...my Gramma and Grampa from Minnesota, my Great-Grandparents from Washington, and even my Uncle Scott and Aunt Angie from north Phoenix. I got all dressed up in a white dress -- er, I mean gown -- with a silly hat and got to go up in front of all these people and hang out with the pastor. He poured some water on my head which I didn’t like too much but all in all it was kind of neat. The best part was the choir and all the singing! Now that’s my kind of fun! Mom says it was such a fuss because it was my Baptism. With all that attention I think we should get Baptized every weekend!

Cock-a-doodle-BOO!

That’s right, for my first Halloween I was not your traditional pea in a pod or monkey or even one of the dozens of poor little pumpkins being pushed up and down our street in strollers all night. I was a rooster. On my own maybe a bit strange, yes. But next to my friend Addison who was dressed as a chick, pretty stinkin’ cute. Though I didn’t quite mind the dressing up I’m still not sure I understand the purpose. I mean all we did was sit in the driveway and hand out candy for a little bit. Hardly an occasion for dressing up in my opinion. But those other kids seemed to be going nuts for whatever it was Mom was putting in their bags. Maybe when I’m big enough to have my own bag it’ll be that exciting to me too.

Bye-bye gummy smile...

Hellooooo teeny little razor sharp pearly whites! That’s right, I have teeth! As in not one but TWO TEETH!! Boy was that hard work. These suckers had me in a mood for days. They finally came in about 2 weeks ago (one 5 days after the other) but I’ve been keeping them under wraps. I mean I worked so hard to get them I didn’t want to open my mouth and have them fall out or something! But finally I decided I’d let mom get just one picture to show them off. Pretty nice aren’t they?

In other news, I went today for my 6-month doctor visit. I weigh 19lbs 6oz and am 28 inches long. My head is so big it’s not even on the charts which is probably why my oh-so-cute pumpkin hat wouldn’t fit this morning. I also got my first shot. It wasn’t nearly as bad as Mom said it would be but I cried just a little bit to make sure she knew it wasn’t something I wanted to experience on a regular basis.

Yuck

You know how they say all good things must come to an end? Well they do. Apparently as of today. For 5 1/2 months Mom and I have had a perfectly good arrangement. I get hungry, she feeds me the wonderful sugary LIQUIDY goodness that is breast milk. Today I get hungry, she feeds me, then straps me into my high chair. “Oh goody” I think, “time to play with my blocks or crunch on some ice!” (These are the things that normally happen in the high chair.) But nooooooo! Next thing I know she’s pushing a spoon full of some green mush at me and as I open my mouth in shock she shoves it in. Avacodo she calls it. More like gloppy gook I say. I don’t know, it didn’t taste like much but boy did it feel funny in my mouth. I didn’t like the way it felt going down my throat at all. It kind of made me gag but of course I kept going back for more thinking it would somehow get better. I believe Dad said it was the funniest thing he’s seen in the last 6 months. We’ll see about that.

Pumpkins ‘n palm trees

Last weekend we went to the Schnepf Farms Pumpkin and Chili party. I must say it was a beautiful day and even though the sun was shining, I wasn’t dripping with sweat within 30 seconds! Now that I think about it I don’t think I dripped one drop the whole day. Amazing. I don’t know what it is with grown-ups and pumpkins though. The pumpkin patch was littered with parents propping kids up against dirty smelly pumpkins. Of course Mom was all over that.

Good vibrations

At 5 months old, these are a few of my favorite things (in no particular order):

1. This thing that Mom gives me to put in my mouth (see picture) that vibrates when I bite it! I like to see how long I can chomp down on it before my face goes numb.

2. Skin. It feels really neat to dig my fingernails in and hold on as tight as I can. I particularly like necks, cheeks, mom’s you-know-whats, and my tummy.

2a. Faces. Aside from the fact that they’re covered with skin (see #2 above), they have all sorts of cool crevices for me to stick my fingers in! I’m fascinated by nostrils, mouths (more specifically the inside of the lower lip), and eyes.

3. U2. I have my very own cd. I like to chill in the rocker with mom, listen to it, and stare at the polka dots on my wall when I’m having a particularly stressful day. Very soothing.

Things I am not particularly fond of:

1. Having my nails clipped. Mom seems to torture me with this practically every day lately. I think it might have something to do with 2 and 2a above but I’m not completely sure. She thinks she’s so smart by letting me watch TV while she does it but really that was my intention all along.

2. Naps. What a waste of time. But Mom insists on them so I’ve negotiated 2 naps a day not to exceed 45 minutes each. Nothing more. No exceptions.

Just call me a frequent flier

Back from another trip to Minnesota and this time Daddy even got to come! What a difference a couple of weeks makes. Last time I was there the sun was shining and we spent lots of time outside and on the water. This time not so much. One morning it was only 38 degrees when we got up! We still had a good time though. Daddy showed me how he and Gracey (Gramma and Grampa’s dog) like to fish off the dock. He even caught a couple of bass that were almost as big as me! Gracey showed me how to watch the bobber so next time maybe I can be in charge of my own pole. Mom and Gramma spent a lot of time trying to get us guys to play card games and work on puzzles but we know better. Blocks, water bottles, and games of copycat are way more fun!