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First Steps

We have been doing little else but practicing how to walk around here. Please enjoy our progress.

PS-- This video is too long--even for me. Sorry. I need to go to video editing school. And, what's with my obsession over the "doggy"-- sorry again for that nonsense.



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Food for Thought

Last night, as I was making dinner, I put Tyson in his highchair with a little food to entertain him while I finished up. (Oh, I could live without the "mad-hour" in my day). I went to the sink to rinse off a knife or something and turn around to find him ON THE TABLE. I could not believe that he had climbed out of his chair and on to the table without killing himself. And, I am ashamed to admit, I almost ran to get the camera to snap a picture of it for the blog! Oh, I am so thankful he did not fall on his head. I seriously was at the sink for less than 20 seconds. Once on the table, he was pulling the ice cubes out of my ice-water. I guess I am grateful that he has his father's athletic ability. I am really going to have to watch our little girls closely!

While we are on the subject of dinner-- here are a few shots of my good little eater.

Sunday Morning Photo Shoot

Don't you just love those Sunday mornings when you have 9:00 church, and you manage to get ready on time, with maybe even time for a Sunday morning photo shoot?? Well, I recently had my first experience with this. The previous week, we arrived 7 minutes late to Sacrament Meeting and we almost got divorced over it. (Mind you, in Jacksonville, 9:00 church begins no earlier than 9:05). Needless to say, my Lovey does like to be punctual, so I tried a little harder this past week to be ready sooner--Really, I just had G get Tyson ready and I spent all morning on myself! We found great success with this new plan :) So, when I emerged from my bedroom, this is what I found waiting for me. I say we found something good here!

This picture is posted for ONE reason--You had to see Tyson's entire outfit. It was not so you could see my goofy momma face! Sorry about that. And before G corrects me, I wanted you to see what he wore, not his "outfit". He is getting so big and handsome I can hardly stand it!

What's been going on??

On Saturday, we went to the park with some friends. I am sad to say that this is a first for Tyson since he was probably about 4 months old. I am kind of a controlling mother, in that I want to control the situations Tyson is in. I don't like him to get muddy and/or germy. I tell myself (and others) that I would take him outside more if he could walk--he just loves being outside. What baby/child doesn't? Anyway, after our "Park Day", I have realized, hopefully not too late, that I need to get over these issues, especially since Tyson is a boy. I don't want a pansy on my hands! He had the best time ever crawling around in the sand/rubber-chippings. (What ever happened to sandboxes??) So this Wednesday, when the girls meet up for lunch at the park, WE WILL BE THERE!

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Recently, we went on our first camping trip. We had a great time. G is sooo meticulous, that I didn't have to worry about [hardly] anything! Surprisingly, I loved sleeping in the tent. It was fun to share a sleeping bag :) I can't wait to go again. My only wish is that Tyson could have his own tent---Not for that reason! Only because he had a hard time sleeping.

First Babysitter!

Valentines Day was just LOVELY out here in FL. We got together with a few friends for "Adults Only" dinner and games, which meant that I had to leave my boy! (I knew the day would come eventually). I have left him before with a select few individuals (other moms) and family, but never with a 15-year old girl. I was slightly nervous to say the least. Anyhoo, I got a great recommendation, and things turned out just fine. I just have to share my favorite part of the experience for your enjoyment:

Before we left for our evening, G and I had Tyson ready for bed--that is: bathed, PJed, diapered and fed. He was only up for 45 min with the sitter. So, I had to giggle when the following morning I went to change his diaper and it was on backwards! HE HE! (If this is the worst of my babysitting adventures, I will be thrilled.) I called my friend, whose kids came over that night too, to see if her little girl had changed him, but it appears it was the babysitter. I laugh, but am really grateful that she made sure his diaper was fresh before he went to bed.

PS--How does one put a diaper on backwards??

Blood Work

About a week before Big Ty's birthday, he was running a fever. He had the darn thing for 4 1/2 days straight. We were worried, #1 because we are first time parents, #2, because he had never had a real fever before, and #3, because everything else appeared to be normal with him (NO he did not have an ear infection).

When we met with the Dr. on day 4 with a temperature, he sent us to get some blood work done. Now, I am the first to admit that I am a wimp. I have had a little practice with getting/giving shots, and blood draws--Probably more than most people, and although I can handle it, I DO NOT like it. So I was just devastated when I found out I had to take Tyson to get his blood drawn-- and to Quest Labs of all places. (They are not usually the friendliest of people.)

I made us an appointment, hoping to speed things up at the lab, and we were seen very quickly (my attitude about the service there improved slightly.) When they called us back, for paperwork, the ladies were just gushing over Tyson (my attitude about Quest improved dramatically--they have good taste in kids, and that counts for a lot in my book.) They took us to a little room for kids, decorated the best they could on their budget, I am sure, and we sat in the chair. This whole time I was panicked way more than Tyson was. I had to sit with him and hold his arm straight while the nurse found the vein and got the needle in. He had to get 3 vials of blood drawn, and 1 culture. The kid just watched the lady (who was speaking very nicely to him) poke his arm and take the blood. He did not even flinch. I was so amazed. I know it doesn't really hurt to get your blood drawn, but it sure doesn't feel good. And that initial pinch/poke is slightly painful. Well, Tyson was a complete champ. He did not cry, flinch or make a peep. He was very intrigued with the needle, however, and wanted to touch it when she took it out of his arm. I was so proud of him. What a strong little guy.

So these are some pictures from the 2nd draw. We had to repeat the draw a week later to make sure things were fine (same toughness from Tyson, mind you), I brought my camera to document the event. His wife with thank me one day, I am sure.