Friday, June 11, 2010

And away we go...

I have always thought about creating a blog, but just never got around to it. I read other people's and think about how neat it is. So, today is my day 1 blog. Please be patient while I figure this all out. I'm starting out with this posting and we will see where it goes from here...




Before I had my son, I felt like I didn't have a whole lot to say. My life was pretty boringly normal. I woke up, went to work, came home, and went to bed, with the normal every day stuff in between. We occasionally took vacations and broke up our mundane life. Now that I have Zachary, my life is always on overdrive. I never feel like there is enough time in the day. I never feel like my house is clean, there is always laundry to do, dishes to clean, mouths to feed and errands to run. Although my life is one giant whirlwind tornado, I love every minute of it and wouldn't change it for the world....although I'd settle for a cleaning lady to pick up after our every move.


Zachary has some how managed to go from birth to almost 16 months old. I can't believe how much time has gone by and how much I don't even remember much of life without him. He can walk in the room and brighten up my mood with a simple smile. I love the innocence of children and how the simplest of things makes him laugh. I can still remember the day when he was born. He was 5 weeks early and in my mind was not going to be coming that day. I thought that I'd go to the hospital, they would tell me that I was just one of those people who panic and this wasn't real labor, however I soon learned that wasn't the case. Zachary taught me from that day that he makes the rules. He arrived on February 21, 2009 weighing in a 5 lbs 15 oz. Boy, would he have been a BIG baby if he would have went full term. I loved him from the moment I layed eyes on him and have been loving him even more each day.



How did he get from this....


....to this...


Here he is at the beach his his "doddy" @ almost 16 months.


He loves to vacuum the house with his pretend vacuum. Hopefully when he gets older, he will still enjoy doing this.

At just under 16 months he...


  • Walks

  • Eats with utensils (although this is still really messy)

  • loves to sit on the counter while you are preparing something (stay tuned because I'm sure there will be a posting when you hear about the first time he has fallen off)

  • brushes his own teeth (although I "touch up" after he is done)

  • takes 2 naps still (have tried to take 1 away, but didn't end up going over well, we'll try again later)

  • Sleeps from 8pm - 6am

  • Eats 5 times a day (3 meals, 2 snacks)

  • Climbs the stairs up and down by himself (although I am close by)

  • Loves to talk on his pretend phone

  • Blows kisses

  • Gives high Fives

  • Gives knuckles

  • Wears size 24 month or 2T shirts

  • Wears some 12-18 month, 18 month, 18-24 month and 24 month pants although the 12-18 and 18 month pants fit the best

  • Has more clothes in his closet than any child his age should have

  • Wears size 5 and 6 shoes

  • Wears size 4 diapers, but size 5 night time ones

  • Says mama, dada, doddy, book, block, woof-woof (dog), doggie, up, yeah, papa (his grandpa), moo (cow), bird, duck, NO, ball, and a bunch of other stuff that I still don't understand

My nephew Damon just recently graduated from high school. It feels so weird that he is that old. I feel like it wasn't that long ago when I was changing his diapers. Soon, he will be heading off the the Army. I'm proud that he is willing to go serve his country, but I worry about his safety. When there are so many areas of the world that are in conflict, I worry about where they will send him off too. I just have to trust that God will help keep him safe! I think he will either love what he has decided to do or hate it. Part of me hopes he hates it so that after 4 years he will come back home. The other part of me hopes he loves it so that he isn't miserable. Either way, I hope he comes home safely because we all love him with all our heart....even though he can so be a teenager sometimes!



Here he is on Graduation day with his sister.




Here he is with his Grandpa (my dad)


Travel safe Damon, we love you...

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