Too Much Fun

On this rough day, I felt the need to post some funny pictures of Jack. These are directly after 10-15 minutes of straight, floor pounding jumping in the exer-saucer that he's nearly too big for now. Notice the trend, people....we use baby gear until it's way past its prime.

Anyway, he had jumped and jumped and after a while we noticed it less, even though both Blake and I were in the living room feet away from him. Finally, Blake saw that he was asleep and called my attention to it. Sweet baby boy....working hard exercising.

And, speaking of that sweet baby....the stomach bug is hopefully almost gone. We're looking at almost 24 hours now and he's kept pedialyte down since 1:00pm. Cross your fingers!

Wednesday

Not much to report today. We had a rough night, as Jack is sick and is just now sleeping for more than 20 minutes for the first time in 12 hours. Hopefully, we're past the worst part, but who knows?

Interesting timing, too. One of my New Year's Resolutions (among many) is to find work-from-home. I grow restless without (quite literally) too much to do, and the extra income will always help. I started updating my resume yesterday and without prior knowledge of that, received a call from a neighbor to do some accounting work for a local company. Fabulous! Perhaps Jack sensed my plans to leave the home for something other than tending to his diapers and bottles?!

I assured him, though, that I will not be leaving him. I simply went across the street for some training. Just after that conversation with the baby, the vomitting stopped. Coincidence?

He's in his bed now, in and out of sleep, after some help from FeverAll (our saving grace each time this kind of bug comes around)....cooing and talking here and there. I think he's happy knowing that his mama won't be leaving him after all.

I went back to work outside of the home when Carter was about Jack's age. I loved it and Carter did so well in his school. And, I was proud to be a working mother. With 2, though, it seems harder....not only because of the extremely high cost of daycare, but with 2 kids getting sick, 2 kids needing doctor appointments, 2 kids going to the dentist....all the while, Blake traveling at times and putting me on call 100%. So, I'm grateful for my opportunity to be home and will work hard to find a career from home that will satisfy my need to stay busy and to help with the mortgage, college savings, travel, etc.

And, onto Carter. He was very excited to put on his new Christmas gift, an LSU sweatshirt, to wear to school in preparation for tonight's game. LSU is playing Notre Dame in the Sugar Bowl.



Doing his best football throwing stance.

Walking The Mall

Never ones to stay home, we head to the mall about once a week. Today, I let the baby cruise around a bit. It's funny for me to see him standing now. They change so quickly!

A Stand Up Guy

Jack is moving too fast for us right now. Crawling was enough for us to handle a couple of weeks ago. Now he's pulling up and standing everywhere! Santa brought him a play table and it's enticed him to take a better look from the standing position. We also find him each morning standing on the side of his crib talking and waiting for us to come get him. Such a sweet little baby....growing up too fast.

Carterism I

Before we started the blog, I would occassionally send out an email with a "Carterism" in it to family and friends. It included some oddity that Carter came up with...entertaining and almost always bizarre. Thought I'd add them to the blog now instead.

Upon shopping for after-Christmas sales last week, Carter blurted out the strangest comment to Jack...of course during the one single 5 second silence that occured at Banana Republic during that given day. He's reaching into Jack's stroller to hand him a toy and says, "Mom, I'm not going to give him another toy and take this hideous baby back to the hospital!!!!"

Heads turned, over-priced sweaters were dropped...it was quite awkward. Now, most Carterisms are self-made, but this one was not. He got it from a dorky cat calendar Caroline bought while in town which depicted a cat with a pacifier in its mouth and a bubble over his head suggesting that his owner take the hideous baby back to the hospital or he will not let go of the pacifier.

Let me tell you......this is a hard one to explain to the dozen or so people staring in disbelief at us.