Enjoy the videos of the boys at the Georgia Aquarium.
Wednesday, February 18, 2009
Monday, February 16, 2009
As I was preparing for our trip to the aquarium, Sam took advantage of my busy-ness, and...well, this pretty much tells the rest of the story. Along with this talent for keeping me on my toes, Sam Cash can also:
*Wave like a maniac and say "Bye-Bye"
*Say Mama and Dada (although, he tends to only say my name when distraught)
*Go up the stairs quickly (and he's learning to come down, too)
*Clap his hands and groove to a beat
Saturday, February 14, 2009
Monday, February 9, 2009
Friday, February 6, 2009
I'm spoiled. The realization of this came to me over the last week. People who know me well, know that there are two things that make me look like this (a self-portrait, thank you): #1- lack of food and #2- lack of sleep.
Sam came down with a bacterial infection a week ago; last night was the first night since then without crying...screaming...coughing...gagging...more crying and screaming. One night, we were up together for almost two hours and actually watched Legally Blonde 2: Red, White, and Blonde on television (hey, it was the only thing on that wasn't an infomercial--Snuggy, anyone?). My little boy had gone six full months without so much as a peep in the middle of the night, but this infection rocked his little world, and all the sudden he's noisy at night, and--as if I'm the mom of a newborn--I'm suffering from #2-induced self-portrait. It's my un-spoiling.
It didn't help that Sam got the funk the very day that Rick returned from an 8-day business trip. I was looking for relief, but I just couldn't find it! Now, Sam is better just in time for Rick to leave town (this time four days AND over a weekend) and Jack to...get funky himself (cold, cough, fever, pink eye). I'm tired, I'm cranky, I'm funky. And now I'm going to bed...shhhhhhh.