We're trying cereal!!

The 4 month mark has been made, and last night, we decided to give the rice cereal a go. We got to use some cool baby spoons that turn a different color when the food is too hot. I've always liked color changing things. I am praying that they will bring back the color changing sun glasses that were the bees knees in middle school. (Rhonda, did this bring a flashback to our 8th grade Washington trip??) Anyways, we got him all set in his pea pod chair on the floor. He is not sitting up by himself yet so the highchair was out. I started feeding him and things weren't going well because he kept looking down at the spoon. So, he sat in my lap and C feed him some but K kept crying because we weren't fast enough. He did take it in well but, evidently, we're no match for the bottle. He took in most of it but was crying real tears by the end (No! Not real tears!) so we switched to the bottle. He was so relieved! The good news is that he did not get it all over him. We know that will be somewhere down the road and will have the camera at the ready.

Later that night, as we were getting ready for bed, I did some reading up on rice cereal. They suggested dipping your finger in the formula/cereal mix instead of using a spoon. Ooops! Oh well, I don't think he is too emotionally scarred from it but we want him to get used to a spoon before we get to veggies and fruits. They also suggested feeding bottle first and then the cereal. That makes sense.

The New CrabMan

So, you know what it means to walk like a crab? It's when you walk on your hands and feet, but your back is arched up. Well, K has become an expert, well, at least on the legs part. His favorite time to do it? When I'm changing his diaper. I swear, I'd get out of the house 10 minutes earlier if he would just leave his butt on the changing table! I'll get the diaper in the perfect position for minimal leakage ... then just as I'm about to do the straps ... BAM! His butt's up in the air, and I've got to start all over. Yes, I get frustrated, but what am I going to do? He starts cracking up! He thinks it's funny when dad gets frustrated. Then I laugh at him laughing at me ... and it's a whole viscious cycle.

Big plans for the weekend: We're simplifying ... and this time we're doing it hardcore. Tonight, we're going to The Container Store ... yes that wondrous mecca full of places to put all your crap ... that sea of wonderfulness full of boxes of air ... that bigbox of boxes to put all your boxes. We figured out that we've really got focus on putting all our stuff up, because K's stuff ends up taking over the house. So, wish us luck!

Such a boy...

So, K wakes up this morning and it is time for the usual morning diaper change. As I am placing him on the changing table, he starts farting. Loudly. All I can think of is that nothing but air better come out of that region while I am changing his diaper. Luckily, nothing did. Chris then comes in and goes to the closet to find an outfit for K to wear today. K lets another one fly and Chris turns around and looks at me. I tell him that it was not me but HIS son. That gives us a laugh. Evidently, K thought it was pretty funny too because every time (and, yes, there were many) he let one go, he would just scream and laugh. Of course, this made his Daddy laugh so K kept on doing it!! Such a boy! We will start feeding him rice cereal this weekend. Looking forward to it since he LOVES to put his hands in his mouth. We are already planning to have water waiting to wash him off since, being an overachiever, we know he find unique places to store the cereal for later.

FYI, had bells last night and it went much better. Still had mistakes but didn't feel like crying when I left.

You may have seen the news story about The UNT student who was killed. She was a good friend of our new youth pastor and of a few of our youth who attend UNT. Please keep her family and friends in your prayers since, like Dexter said, "It has been a hard day."

Now It's Dad's Turn to Give This a Go

Yesterday, K wasn't feeling great after his shots, so I got to go pick him up from Becky's. He's getting to where he recognizes us now, so I gave him a big smile, and he gave me an even bigger one back ... lovin' that ...

Anyway, I got him loaded up into the truck, and we went to Target. He slept most of the time I was getting the food stuff, but then we got to the freezer section, and that woke him ... and then the whole store found out he was awake ... and cold. We quickly got out of there and went to the better half of the store. We were going through the electronics section ... we both picked out flat-screen TVs, and bought neither. Then we were off to the toys ... and, of course, I bought this kid (that we're not going to spoil) 2 toys. Figures. Funny thing, this time last year, I would have been buying stuff for me ... it's more fun to get it for him.

Next, we were off to the baby section (we were pretty much low on all of his supplies). This is where he reminded me that even the smallest things can bring the biggest joy. he was playing around with toys I hadn't yet bought for him, when I picked up a box of rice cereal. He looked at it. Looked at me. Looked at box. Looked at me. Box. Me. Box. Me. Box. Me. Finally, it dawned on me that he wanted the box (I'm a little slow sometimes ... no comments from the peanut gallery). He spent the next 30 minutes we were at Target beating on the box and having the time of his life. Forget the $20 worth of toys I picked for him ... he wanted that $1.99 box of rice cereal. Funny thing ... if only we could all get so much joy out of something so simple.

This kid continues to amaze me every day. He wakes up with a smile every morning. Quickly gets to the point when he needs or wants something. Makes everyone he sees smile. Goes to bed as happy as can be. If only life could stay that simple.

It's only Tuesday??

This week is dragging by. Granted, yesterday was hard since K got his 4 month shots. I did not know that his face could turn such a lovely shade of sunset - so many colors at once! Looked like a Galveston sunset. He did super though and was done crying by the time we left the room. And he was great for the rest of the night. He was running a low fever his morning but, thank goodness, it is under Miss Becky's fever limit.



Chris and I were talking the other night about how much fun we are having with him. Everyday is such a joy. Last night, he started to mimic my mom when she would blow raspberries. It was so cute! We were all laughing, including K! His joy truly is a gift from God because it makes us all instantly feel better.

I am helping plan a women's retreat for our church. I know a lot of people would think that it would be such a pain and, honestly, I started with the philosophy that everyone has to do their part at least once. But I have enjoyed it all so much! I cannot wait for the last weekend in October because we have such awesome things planned for the women of our church. I was a bit down about the number we have coming since it is half of what we were expecting. I realized though that the people who needed to be there were coming and that was the most important thing. One thing I learned from Mary Kay is that God puts specific people in front of you on a daily basis and you need to realize why he chose you to be the one for them. So look forward to the retreat report in a future blog!



Oh and I have started handbells at my church. So far, it is very frustrating for me since I have NO CLUE on how to read music. But I'm not giving up yet! Since I can't sing, I figured this could be my joyful noise to make.