11 months old! Well, 17 days ago anyways. I’m a little behind.
But really, I’ve been putting this off because that means in the next update he’ll be a year old! How did this happen? I mean, I know HOW it happened but that’s besides the point. I just really can’t believe how fast these past 11 months have gone by. It’s like one big blur and I find myself panicking a lot the last couple of days thinking about telling people “yeah, he’s 1″ or “I have a 1 year old at home” and I worry if I’ve read him enough books, sang him enough songs, tickled him enough, taken enough pictures or kissed him enough in the last year. I feel like a little kid stalling before bed time…”wait! just one more!”
I’m so terribly sad about it and may have cried a few times already this month (I’m a cry baby, I know) but as sad as I am to have him grow up even the tiniest bit, I am also really excited about it! He’s so much fun to hang out with these days (when we’re not chasing him all over the house. Seriously, this boy does not sit still for a second!) and watching his expressions and what he gets excited about is better than anything I could have imagined.
And I bet it’s only going to get better, if my heart can bare it.
On Monday we took our very first trip to the new Trader Joes by our house. I’ve seen people posting and talking about the all mighty TJ’s for a long time but only now have I been able to experience the awesomeness of it all. I had no idea it was Columbus Day (Sorry, Columbo. You’re lucky I even remembered it was Monday.) so the place was jam packed. I actually thought I was being all smart by waiting until Monday afternoon so we could stroll around and take out time. Ha! We were all squeezed in there trying to look at all the cool, organic products with fancy labels we’ve only seem on other people’s instagram accounts while trying not to step on each others toes. By the time I checked out I weaved our cart down each aisle a few times (it’s not very big) and still didn’t see half the things on the shelves. I was just throwing things in the cart. “ooh, you look good…and you too…oh, but what about this?”
But somehow a good amount of stuff somehow didn’t make it home with me. I think it had something to do with the way their checkout lines work. Instead of putting your items on a conveyor belt like at Publix, you put your cart on the cashier’s side of the counter and they load, ring up, and bag everything while you stand on the other side. Well, I had Cooper in the cart and wasn’t too keen on the idea so I just handed him everything instead. But somewhere between my cart and the scanner a pineapple, two avocados, a bag of popcorn, and a sparkling water disappeared. I’m just as confused as you are. I wasn’t charged for any of it and I did make it home with the cookie butter so all in all, not so bad.
Here is what did make it home:
(who does this kind of stuff?)
So far, wins all around and prize for the person who guesses the total!
I am currently laying in bed with a heating pad on my back because I am suddenly a little old lady. I have no idea what I did, but I did it good. Which is really, really bad. Here’s to hoping tomorrow is better because being injured and having a legit excuse to be a couch potato is just not as much fun when you have an 11 month old who won’t sit still longer than half an episode of Little Einsteins.
We went to the Flamingo Road Nursery pumpkin patch last week since there was going to be a “cold front” – meaning 85 degrees and breezy. In October. Crazy, I know. But apparently everyone else had the same idea because it was packed. I should have expected it, but we still got the best parking spot in the whole place. We pulled in just as someone right up front was leaving. There’s few things that Corey loves more than a prime parking spot, so I knew this trip was starting off on the right foot.
We met my parents there, I had a massive grilled ear of corn slathered in garlic butter, we waited in a ridiculously long line to take Cooper on his first hayride (he was more interested in the free apple cider – but I don’t blame him), and we all went home and took a nap. A great day indeed. We just can’t wait to go back when it’s not pumpkin season so we can actually look around because this place was just beautiful. It’s right down the street and we’ve never been there. I love when that happens.
Now, on to the good stuff…
Herbie the love bug!
I reallyyyyy wanted to put Cooper in the little staged photo area on a bale of hay but the line was SO long and Corey was like “here, just grab a pumpkin”. Cooper was not amused.
Hailey now requests either an Elsa or Anna braid everyday. Today she was Anna.
Hayride lines are for checking your fantasy football score. #dadlife
We didn’t buy a pumpkin, but I plan on picking up one when we go to THE NEW TRADER JOES THAT IS OPENING THIS WEEKEND (I’m a little excited. Can you tell?) and I can’t wait to see how Cooper reacts to the gooey insides. $10 says he tries to eat it.
When Cooper was born, besides being premature, he had jaundice and had to stay under the lights with that awful little mask over his eyes, anyways this meant we couldn’t hold him a whole lot because he needed to be under the light as much as possible. I was going crazy sitting in his room in the NICU for 9+ hours everyday and only being able to change his diaper every 3 hours.
I needed a project to keep my hands and mind occupied. Reading a book seemed like too much work and writing it all down only made me feel worse. So, I decided on a blanket! The next night after we left the hospital and headed over to Joanns to pick up some yarn and a crochet needle. We settled on yellow, gray, and white, which funny enough were our wedding colors too (we must really like them!) This was my first big project and the entire thing is single crochet. It looked easy enough online! I toted my bag of crochet back and forth and worked on it all day long.
But a few days after I started, his bilirubin went down and the mask came off and we were able to hold him as much as we wanted whenever we wanted. And that’s exactly what we did.
And it was glorious and of course that blanket got pushed aside. But, I started it so I had to finish it.
I wanted to make sure I at least had it finished by his first birthday. A year to make a blanket seems ridiculous, but I’m so proud to say I DID IT! Whew! I was sitting on the couch the other day with Corey while Cooper took a nap and I had the blanket spread across my lap and I realized I was almost out of yarn. The next few stitches would be the last. I looked over at Corey and said “well, this is it” and hooked in the last one. “I never thought you’d finish it” and honestly, neither did I. But I’m really glad I did.