A Practically Perfect Sunday

Reeves spent Saturday night out at the Bair's while we hosted BUGS at our house. What a lifesaver! Thank you so much!! Sunday morning, after not opening our eyes until 9:30, we got ready and went to get Reeves because we were having lunch with my parents and Mimi. We had a great day. Boo stopped by after church to see him, and Big Laura and Rod came by. I really need to get this child around to family and friends who don't get to see him that often. It is amazing how fast time is flying! When will things slow down? Anyway, we all enjoyed watching Reeves play. This is his favorite toy at Mom and Dad's. It was a party favor from a New Year's Eve party, but he loves it! It makes that whoop, whomp noise when you turn it upside down. He used to just shake it to get it to make noise, but now he has figured out how to flip it. We are all impressed!

We had a delicious dinner of roast, rice and peas. Then we all headed to our house to see the new fence and because Mimi had not been there in ages. We had Caroline's apple cake for dessert, along with some vanilla ice cream. Well, no one was moving after that decadence, so we turned on the basketball and watched Reeves again.

Apparently it's true, all boys LOVE Thomas the Tank Engine. Check out the two teeth! I was finally able to get thim on film!!
Reeves even showed Dad how to play with the trains (even though he is just learning himself!)

He eventually tired of playing and settled in with his dad and grandfather to watch the cinderella team, George Mason, make their way into the Final Four.
It was truly a wonderful day. We missed Lol and the Bearsches, though!!

Reeves' Great Grandmother, Mimi

After spending most of the day with Reeves yesterday, Mimi was watching him play at our house and said, "He just looks so happy to be here on this earth." That comment just struck me as so sweet. He is a happy baby (most of the time). And we are certainly glad he is here as well. Reeves is so lucky to have such wonderful grandparents and great grandparents.

Happy Birthday, Jules!!

We hope you have a great day!!
Welcome to the 30's!!
Love,
Kak, Bryant, and Reeves

Happy Birthday, Harris!

Finally!! I am able to upload pictures!! Here are some of my pics from Harris' birthday party. I hate that we got there late and had to leave early, but the time we did spend was quality time! Thanks for having us. We had a great time. And Reeves loves his bucket! I can't wait till it's time to go to the beach!












I had always thought Reeves was going to look like Harris as he got older, but then Harris had to go and grow all that hair!




Speaking of hair...can you say "opposite issues"?


The Birthday Boy and his momma.




Pre-icing bath...
Dorothy practices for her upcoming role as the mother of multiple children. Doesn't she look like a natural?

How Big Is Reeves?

"May I please have some?"

OK, I got a good tongue lashing from Caroline last night for not having done this sooner. We had Reeves nine month well visit on Monday. Everything went great. Reeves weighs 19 pounds, 10 ounces and is 30 inches long. His weight is in the 35th percentile, and his height is in the 95th. His head circumference (I can't remember what it it) is in the 50th percentile. Wouldn't it be great if it could stay that way for the rest of his life! Anyway, she is most impressed with him. We are going to start giving him lots of finger foods now. She said to go finger foods first, then baby food as a back up. As you can see, he is quite interested in what we are eating.
It is amazing the transformation just over this weekend and this week. He is now readily picking up bits of food and putting them in his mouth. He doesn't always keep them there, but it's a start. We gave him some chicken last night, and he really seamed to like it. He's not too big on peach bits yet. He loves the Gerber puffs. Peas are apparently only for mushing and flinging. I guess it's because they roll so well. Rice looks like it will be a favorite food, though. I guess he takes after his Aunt Lol, "I'll eat ma rice, but na ma paas."
Needless to say, the floor under his chair is needing multiple cleanings. This is when I wish we had a dog!

Homeownership and New Parenthood

"I can help!"

Bryant and I are trying to get a picket fence up in front of our house before BUGS this weekend. I never realized how difficult outdoor projects are with a child until this one. We can put Reeves in the excersaucer during the middle of the day, but not in the afternoon because the gnats are too bad. So, basically, we can work for a bit in the middle of the day and while he is napping. This isn't really that bad a plan. Unfortunately, this weekend, we must not have informed Reeves of our intention. He decided that napping for long periods of time was maybe not such a good idea. Just as B and I would get a pretty good stretch going, the monitor would pipe up with screams of terror. "I KNOW YOU'RE OUT THERE WITHOUT ME!! MY TEETH ARE HURTING!! YOU MUST COME TAKE CARE OF MEEEEE!!!" Poor thing. I don't usually rush to his wake up cries, but these were awful. I did let him go on the first time, and he was so upset and sobbing when I got there that I felt terrible. Oh, and there was the one time where, I swear, he took his diaper off, wet himself and the bed, and put his diaper back on. Everything was soaked in that crib except for the diaper. Needless to say, I was not able to be so much help on the fence project. Now this week, it looks like the fence is going to have to be an "after Reeves goes to bed" chore. There's nothing like working by thie light of the moon and the flood lights and the car headlights! I just hope we can read the level.

Gams Said I Could

At home, the remote and phones are strictly off limits. At Gams', they may as well be in the toy box. I have tried to instruct her in the value of age-appropriate toys, but I may as well ask the tide not to come in. It ain't gonna happen!! Oh well, grandparents are supposed to spoil them, aren't they? And look at that face. It's like he knows he's doing something he's not allowed to do at home! And he's loving it!

Nine Months

Well, I'm a day late, but I just can't believe Reeves is already 9 months old! Time has flown by. I never thought time would pass more quickly than summers did when I was a child, but now I know - once you have a child of your own, time is like a snowball. The more time passes, the faster it goes. It seems like just yesterday that we were figuring out breastfeeding, now, suddenly, we're working on finger foods! I remember being convinced when we first tried rice cereal that he would never be able to handle solids and would have to live the rest of his life on Slim Fast and Ensure. I think it was last night that he slept in his car seat on top of his bassinet so that we could catch a couple of hours of sleep, now he sleeps for about 10 to 11 hours a night and is standing up in his crib when I go in in the morning. What a belssing he is. We have learned so much in these last nine months. Bryant and I have relished every small achievment, laughed at him and each other for the things we do to make Reeves giggle, wept together when we sent him off for his surgery, and thanked God for carrying him through it. I can't imagine my life without this child. The happiness, the worry, the love, the frustration, the hope, the giggles, the love, the love, the overwhelming love. He makes every day just that much better.

Aren't You His Father?

So Saturday morning, Reeves woke up around 8:00. I went and got him, changed his poopy diaper, and brought him into our bedroom. Bryant, meanwhile, had gotten up and made his bottle. We love Saturday mornings because it is such a fun time for the three of us to have time together to relax and play. Anyway, Reeves is in bed with us drinking his bottle. He finishes, and we play for a bit, then I get up and take him into the den. He plays with his toys while I get his breakfast ready. (Bryant is still in bed wathcing Discovery Kids on NBC.) Once Reeves' breakfast is ready, I go get him, put him in his chair, and feed him his breakfast. By this time, Bryant has come out into the kitchen and is fixing his coffee. He is there, so when I finish feeding Reeves and putting his dishes away, I let B know that I'm going to get in the shower. Bryant calls after me, "Are you just going to leave him there by himself?" This child's father is less than two feet from him! What?! I said, "No, you're there." "Oh, OK."
All I could do was laugh...and shower.

Happy Happy Birthday!

Happy Birthday, Aileen!!

You've come a long way, Baby!!

Hope you have a great day filled with bon bons, champagne, and massages!!

See you tonight!!

We love you!
Kak, Bryant, and Reeves

Man's Best Friend

We were going to get a dog, but then we decided that in addition to retrieving, laughing and talking and helping out around the house would be nice, so we decided on a baby instead. Also, he doesn't shed nearly as much as a lab. Until you have one yourself, it is difficult to express how proud you are of your son when he learns to retrieve. It won't be long before we have him in the dove field. I just hope he gets along with all the other puppies.