Monday, May 31, 2010

Beach Part I

A vacation is a fabulous thing. And the baby? And all the extra work that comes with him? All fabulous.

Saturday began our journey to the world of the Outer Banks. It was a 5 hour drive, and with only 30 minutes left, our otherwise perfect backseat driver let us know (in no uncertain terms) that it was time for a break. Although, on a deserted North Carolina road, there isn't much to offer in the way of rest stops. Until we found a Farmer's market. Perfection.
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Will's dirty face here is courtesy of Mommy's chocolate ice cream cone.
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It was the beginning of a fabulous series of days and events.

Like Will's first trip to the beach.
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And the first feel of warm sand between one's fingers and toes.
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Will's parents have anxiously awaited this: the first dip of baby feet into the Atlantic.
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More fun awaits. Can't wait to experience more Fabulous Firsts.
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Friday, May 28, 2010

Ikea

Will is the Swedish hero.

Are you rising from your TV couch? Thanks for the fabulousness, Auntie Erin!

Thursday, May 27, 2010

8 Months

The 8 month post. No time to get wishy washy. Barely any time to write. Will and I are a couple of sickos (colds - nothing dramatic). And there's still so much to do before Saturday.

Will made the most of his special day by waking early (6:15 AM) and going to bed late (11:30 PM). With only 2 one hour naps in between. Tried everything I could think of to get this boy to sleep. Exhausting does not even begin to describe it. I believe I, at one point lastnight, referred to it as 'The Longest Day of my Life.'

So, some pictures of my cutie pie 8 month old (during my desperate attempt to get him to nap ANYWHERE. Even the infant swing that's been in the closet for a month and a half)...
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*Finally* starting to tolerate this whole sitting thing. Physical therapist Shelly says some babies are observers, and others are movers. Will appears to be the latter. Crawling before sitting. Such a backwards boy.
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Loving you more with every passing day. Even when you refuse to sleep. It's so hard to be annoyed when you're flashing that gummy grin. And pinching my cheek. And pulling my hair. And grabbing my nose. And making the most adorable sounds. At 11:15 PM. I'm thankful for every bit of you - from the sweet to the stubborn. It makes you you. And that's always a fabulous thing.
Thanks for everything,
Mom

Tuesday, May 25, 2010

I'd Rather

A vacation is in the works. Destination: OBX. Day of arrival: Saturday. Could not be more excited. However, a vacation with a baby is no easy task.
My checklist for the week:


  • Clean the house

  • Give Ellie a haircut/bath

  • Laundry

  • Shop for the essentials

  • Determine what constitutes as 'essentials'

  • Pack (HUGE)

  • Drop Ellie off at Grandma's

  • And while completing said checklist, care for my now very mobile almost-8-month-old, as well as an almost-30-year-old (also very mobile)

I've never been particularly organized. And while most days this proves to be a huge challenge, for today I decided to embrace it. Because when it comes to tackling a long checklist, I'd rather be at the park with my baby. So that's exactly where we went.


Three weeks ago, Will would wear his sunglasses. Now, not so much. Aside from the fact that they're just flat-out adorable, they're also important for UV rays and such. He MUST wear them. I thought I was successful, as my view from the back showed them to be very much on his head. How wrong I was.
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Yes, I'd rather push my baby in an orange swing any day of the week. Especially when the alternative is scrubbing toilets.

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But the beach awaits and that kind of incentive is HUGE. Off I go. Wish me luck.

Monday, May 24, 2010

New

The rain in the Saturday forecast could NOT keep us away from the flea market in Leesburg. We go every year. This year we were *plus one.* A day of antiques, crafts, and more importantly, junky fair food.
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Loved that our little MONKEY made sure he was included in every aspect of this fun day. He was far too busy seeing and doing. A nap in the stroller just wasn't on the agenda.
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Today we were LOVING our backyard. For its frogs. And dogs. And dogs that like to check out frogs.
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Meanwhile, I like checking out THIS little creature...
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Who refuses to be contained by blankets laid out specifically for play. Dude is on the MOVE.
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When you're 7 months old, there are SO many new things to see and explore.
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For this 7 month old's parents, everything is new again. And life is MAGICAL.
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Friday, May 21, 2010

Delicious

The evening of May 20th. I will always remember. It was a historic occasion. For on this night, Will had his first ice cream cone.
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From the moment the girl placed it in my hand, Will's eyes were fixated. As if he already knew this baby cone was just for him.
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We all ooh'd and ahh'd over this cute scene. One of the ice cream girls said, "I want a baby." Far be it for me to contribute to the problem of teen pregnancy. But what can I say? Will makes a strong case.
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Albeit, slightly messy.
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Will's forward thinking Mom brought a wash cloth and water bottle for a quick clean up. And yes, he's doing his scream-at-the-top-of-my-lungs-just-for-fun thing in this picture.
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The evening of May 20th ended with a tubby for Will. In his new, big boy bath seat.
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I, too, wanted a baby once. Now I have one. And he is delicious.

Wednesday, May 19, 2010

Honorary Bostonian

Sometimes it rains. And while rain means darker days and, often, darker moods, it also means snuggling up at home in sweatpants.

Regardless of what it's doing outside, there's always lots of play going on INside. Will is quite the mobile baby. Pushing up on all fours, rocking, but then deciding crawling army style is a little easier. He's so interested in everything around him.
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Despite the rain, Mommy and Will met the playgroup at the bookstore for storytime. But even when you're running late, there's always time for a picture. Especially when you're sitting this nicely (and looking so cute) while Mommy puts on her jacket.
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During the books and songs, Will did his 'scream-at-the-top-of-my-lungs-just-for-fun' thing. A playgroup mom said, "Control your child." She was kidding. I think.


In honor of the Celtics, Will has been decked out in everything Boston. When he woke up, I told him the Celtics won lastnight and he smiled BIG. But come to think of it, he does that every morning. It's one of my favorite things. Ever.

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Yankees yuck! That's what his shirt says. And I'm including this pretty picture in spite of the fact that you can't really read it.
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At the risk of sending this blog into video overload, I couldn't help but include Will's new parlor trick. He was kidding. I think.

Tuesday, May 18, 2010

Just a video...

which I'm posting because, while looking back at old movies, THIS made my heart skip a beat. And as it should happen, it was recorded exactly 3 months ago today.

Feb. 18th from Carrie Harmsen on Vimeo.

Monday, May 17, 2010

Fredericksburg

On Saturday night, the too-often repeated question was asked: What do we want to do tomorrow? And the too-often repeated answer was given: I don't know. Until Mike said, "How about Fredericksburg?" And it was decided. Fredericksburg on Sunday.

We left without a plan, but on the way, decided a picnic in the park was the BEST idea. So that's exactly what we did.
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This little love machine was heart-melting, giving lots of hugs and kisses. So happy, as long as lunch was shared with him.
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Lunch on The Rappahannock. A river that Mike and I tubed down back in the day.
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This little goose climbed out of the water and headed right towards us. Only, he kept coming. Right at us. In a threatening kind of way. Mike had to chase him back with a stick. The irony that we would go from taking pictures of this majestic creature, to nearly beating him senseless seconds later, was not lost on me. Poor Goosey.
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And after lunch, there was a walk. And when a 19 pounder is strapped to your frontside and you happen upon a nice seat, there's of course, a sit.
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Photography credit for the day goes to Mike, who's enjoying my "Mother's Day gift" as much as me. Naturally, he couldn't let the day pass without taking pictures of his weekend project: a freshly painted front door. Looks marvelous, Dear.
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It's on a rainy Monday morning that I'm recalling our special Sunday. It was a fabulous day. Lucky for us, there's much more fabulous to come.

Sunday, May 16, 2010

A Post for Erin

Erin and I met nearly 10 years ago as shell-shocked roommates, freshly delivered by our parents for the big college adventure. OH, what fun we had. Erin, remember how we were so weird, yet always seemed to 'get' eachother? Thanks for that.
I have Erin to thank for introducing me to the wonder that is Golden Girl reruns. I have Erin to thank for helping me realize that hanging out with my mom isn't the worst thing ever. And while CNU wasn't entirely fun, I have Erin to thank for making my first year of college one of many funny experiences and memories. So, thanks for all that, too.
Now Erin is an army wife living all the way in Georgia, and soon, Japan. Her adorable one, Brendan, was born 4 months after Will, almost to the exact day. Sadly, we must settle for visits only every so often when she makes her way to Richmond.

I've been dying for our boys to meet. On Saturday, they finally did.
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Brendan was kind enough to share his mom and great-grandma with Will.
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Will could not get enough of this lady.
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Someday we hope these two (along with Daddy Tom) will live close by.
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And Brendan.... what can I say? - you hit the Mommy lottery. It was nice to finally meet you. We HEART you.
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Erin, thanks for sharing your life, your love, and your family with me. Looking forward to my next marathon email. Coming...tomorrow? Enjoy the pictures and FLY SAFE!