Tuesday, April 30, 2013

NINE months!

He looks so funny, curled up like a ball with his tongue out!
I'm a few hours early, but I figure that's better than being an entire week late...

Tomorrow is May 1st. That means Liam is nine months old. That means the kid has been here, in the world, for as long as he was growing in my womb. That's nutty!

My boy-child still doesn't have any teeth, which amazes me because his tongue is ALWAYS sticking out and he has been producing drool non-stop for weeks. Apparently those behaviors are not indicative of teething. Who needs teeth, anyway?!? He eats mushed up food and can gum his little rice puffs to death just fine

Liam isn't crawling forward yet, either. While on his tummy, the kid can rotate in a complete circle, scoot backwards, and roll every which way. However, if I put a toy just out of reach in front of him, he gets incredibly frustrated at his inability to get it. Poor little dude. He's not getting his knees up under him, so we have a little way to go before he achieves forward motion. I did see him doing some very nice planks a few times today and almost expected him to do a push up. (I know, I'm a little bit crazy.) UPDATE!!!! On May 1st, the actual day he hit the nine month mark, Liam started getting onto his knees and rocking. I think he's pushing his feet against the couch for help, but it's happening! Maybe crawling isn't too far off after all!)

What can he do?
He can sit up like a champ.
He makes all sorts of fun sounds and recently discovered how to wiggle his hand in front of his mouth while saying "Ahhh" in order to make even more noises.
He just started waving. It's inconsistent, but it's definitely a wave. He even makes the correct noises, saying, "Haah!" for "Hi!" and "Da-Dye!" for "Bye-bye!"
Several times today, when I said, "up" while picking him up, Liam mimicked me perfectly. I am most impressed.
His hair sticks up all over, just like Emma's did as a baby.
He is cheerful and a bright spot of sunshine in my world.

I love that little boy.

Wednesday, April 24, 2013


I typically go to Zumba on Wednesday mornings and get some wonderful exercise. However, in the wee hours of the pre-dawn during one of my many wakings, I decided to change things up. Today's work out was brought to me by The Oakland Zoo!

Whooo Are Youuu?
I love the zoo - any zoo. I love seeing so many animals in one place. I love the Oakland Zoo because it's only 30 minutes away from my house, it's small enough to see just about everything in 2 hours, and I've got the whole place memorized and don't need a map. Also, my horrible allergies get remarkably better once I leave the tri-valley.
We had lots of fun. Liam fought sleep for the first bit, slept through the next stretch, and was actually awake to see some animals before it was time to go. He seemed to enjoy himself. Emma had fun, too. Once we were inside the gate and sunscreen was applied, she asked to see the alligators. That was a new request for her. By the time we got to them she wasn't terribly interested, but that's to be expected. After all, she is 3 years old and has an attention span of a... look at those otters!

My mommy-heart smiled when I saw this mama baboon with her two week old baby. It always makes me feel warm and fuzzy when I see the gentle, nurturing side of animals. Emma's comment, "Mommy, they have pink bottoms." was also very precious. I think we have that discussion every zoo trip.

While watching the chimpanzees, we saw some women behind the scenes talking to a chimp through the fence. I felt a little pang of sadness that I'm not working in a field with exotic animals. Oh well. At least I'm working in the veterinary field. Then there's teaching, which I will go back to someday, and that's not so different from working in a zoo.

After lunch we took a ride on the train. It was Liam's first train ride and he loved it.

We all did.

I am so in love with my children.

This happened on the way home. Melts my heart.

P.S. Emma walked the entire time without complaining. Thank heaven for modern medicine. We've come a long way in the past (almost) two years.

Wednesday, April 17, 2013

"My Baby's Grandma..."

Emma is hilarious. Let me explain why.

Let's say we're driving to the store. Emma notices a man on a ladder and asks me what he's doing. I tell her he's painting his house. She will immediately launch into a story about how her baby can paint houses now. "And one time, when my baby was at her grandma's house, she climbed a ladder all the way to the top of the house, and then she painted the window purple. Is that silly? Psh. She was painting at her grandma's because I was at preschool. My baby can go to preschool now..."

She tells me about a dozen of these stories every day. They're always different. It's highly amusing.

Meanwhile, Liam has figured out how to move around just enough to get himself stuck against a bookshelf, the couch, or toy box, and then start crying for me to save him. Come on, buddy. Roll or scoot the other direction.

My life is full and rich.

(Beautiful photos were taken by Casey MacKenzie Johnson.)

Thursday, April 4, 2013

The 8 Month BooBoo

My darling son hit the 8 month mark on April Fool's Day.

Liam still has no teeth, but I think he must be teething. His tongue is always sticking out and he produces plenty of drool.

He isn't crawling, but is rolling and scooting more and more every day. When he wants to move forward to get a toy, he balances on his tummy and wiggles his arms and legs in the air. It might work, if he were swimming, but the breaststroke is getting him nowhere on my carpet.

He loves to put everything in his mouth.

In typical boy fashion, he laughs at slap-stick humor and flatulence.

His blue eyes continue to melt my heart.

Emma loves him madly, and he's crazy about her.

He goes to bed like a champ every night and is pretty fantastic about falling asleep for naps. However, when he wakes in the night he seems to think that he needs my help to fall asleep again. I'm trying to convince him that he does not.

I adore him.

My little girl has little freckles! Hooray!