Heart

My heart is in many places. I LOVE so many things about my life. My hubby and son, my bestest friends in the world, my fortune, my family, my surroundings. There are many things that pull on my heart too. I won't go into detail but my heart breaks sometimes. My heart breaks for things that happen in my life, things that happen to my friends, when I leave my son every day, when I have to make hard decisions.

One thing my heart had to deal with this week is that we dropped Reed off at a brand new day care. We are super excited about this arrangement, it met all of our criteria. But there is nothing that makes it easier to drop your kid off with a relative stranger and drive away. It's hard and it breaks my heart!

Here is a new activity that Reed has started. He goes into one of the kitchen cabinets and gets these two plastic bowls, flips them upside down, then pushes them around the floor. It's amazing how much dog hair he picks up. If only I could get him to push around dusting rags...


We took Reed to the fountain at the Gateway in Salt Lake on Sunday. This is a famed fountain (if you aren't from the Salt Lake area) that has a whole show and water spraying everywhere. He was not really a huge fan, we think he was scared of the randomness of the water squirting. He had fun just walking around and watching the other kids.



We went to the Tour of Utah and Reed had a good old time watching the racers. Well, not really he didn't really care much but he was a trooper and enjoyed all the toys he got (red "balloon", which was really a noise maker, a cow bell, and lots of rocks on the ground).









Oh yeah, a bike race happened too, but those pictures aren't nearly as cute or interesting as little Reed! Funny story though, Fogg was holding Reed and ran up to one of the riders who was struggling up this brutal hill and said "baby says go fast!" and the rider looked over at Fogg and laughed. Riders typically don't respond to spectators.

Cheers~

Eating

We took this video just the other day of Reed eating some of his dinner. We tried a booster seat on a regular chair rather than his high chair to see how it would go. It was great up until the end of this video when he got a little "wiggly" and wanted out and back in, out and back in. But it's kind of fun anyway to see his personality starting to develop.

Reed also had his 15 month check up yesterday. He's looking great at 23 pounds 9 ounces (40%), 31 1/2 inches tall (70%) and meeting all of his developmental milestones.

Cheers~

What happened to my baby, who is this little boy?

Sorry for the long time between posts, it was crazy last week, just getting back on my feet!

It occurred to me this week that I no longer have a little baby boy, I have a little boy! He is getting more and more of a personality every day. He has a strong personality and unfortunately we have spoiled this little guy. He is really stubborn about getting his way, usually in the fact that he wants something or whatever you are eating. He doesn't like being told no, but when you think about it, no one really does. His favorite words are Dada (which we think might just mean "parent"), ball, and bottle. Ok, well, those are his only words right now. Everything else gets the pointer finger and an inquisitive "ehhh?" He very much enjoys the chase game and laughs uncontrollably when you catch him. He sure loves his doggy, I caught him hugging London the other day, but too slow on the camera, so no picture of that.

We went to the Weber County Fair last week. Here is the little guy playing on the stairs while we ate dinner.


I also really enjoy spending time with my little man on days off and weekends. Here he is playing with me on Saturday morning. I got him a wooden snake and for some reason he likes to put it around his neck.



He also likes to steal my glasses and run around with them. Maybe it's a game of keep-away.


Cheers~

Mac n' Cheese boy

Reed really likes the Annie's shells n' cheese (yeah, he is sort of specific about that already). Anyway, I made some for dinner last night with a side of ham and strawberries. After a little bit, I look over and see this:

He closed his eyes cause he saw me with the camera and anticipated the flash.

He was slapping it all around and having a great time rubbing it all over his face. Needless to say, he went straight in the bath after that!

A dog and his boy

I know it should be the other way around, but these two are the best of friends. London follows Reed, Reed follows London. London mostly wants to hang out with Reed when there is food involved, Reed will play with London while the dog food and water dish are out and London is trying to eat. Reed is so good at petting London, pursing his lips and saying "oooooohhh". And London just sits there and takes it. He loves when Reed pets him and plays with him.

Here they are playing on the back deck last night before bed.

Cute Picture of the Day

The Haircut

As you all well know, Reed has a mullet. It's a cute mullet but still it's still a mullet. 5% of the time, it's a cute little curl at the base of his little skull and I could just eat it up. But 95% of the time it's kind of a frizz ball that puffs out all funny.

Fogg has been wanting me to cut the mullet off for a good long time and I've been fighting it cause I just feel like that's the one bit of my "baby" I have left. I clung to the 5% of the time when it looks so darn cute! He looked like a little chubby doll! But no denying it, he's getting bigger and older and now that he is walking, it's clear that my "baby" is no longer, he's a toddler!

After lots of public polls about the issue (most people saying to keep it!) and the most important opinion of my hair stylist (she scolded me for taking so long to get it cut) I finally took the plunge and got his hair cut yesterday. I took many before pictures for my own sake to remember (I didn't feel the need to keep the curls though). I got my emotions out and bit the bullet. I also did lots of justifying and reasoning with myself to make it ok. First of all, he's a boy and needs his hair trimmed up (if I had a girl, there is no way I would have cut it!). I also used my 5%/95% reasoning. I also just came to grips with the fact that he is over 14 months old and the time has come. And though it's wispy little hair, I even used the reason of the summer heat and the hot hair on his neck (I am doing him a favor!).

Anywhoo, I went and did it! Katie (my sytlist) was kind enough to do the honors for free. Here are the before pics:

The cuteness curls

Here is where it looks like a frizz ball

Here is the THE HAIRCUT:He did so good, just sitting there while Katie cut!

He loved Katie!

The after pics:

Try catching a walking 14 month old to get a picture of the back of his head, it's really hard!

Ok, it's actually really cute now that it's cut, more so than I thought! He looks like a toddler!

And here are just some fun pictures of him:

Reed loves his moosy!

He did this all by himself yesterday, emptied everything out of this basket than climbed in and sat there.

Cheers~