Wednesday, September 23, 2009

11 weeks today...

And he already rolled over? Front to back, so the easier of the two but still!

Sunday, September 20, 2009

Fall Fair!

We woke up yesterday and decided it was a great day for a fair. We met Carrie and Rob and the kids and Grandma and Nono were on the way back from the lake so they stopped to meet us for a bit.

Carson was such a trooper. I had Beckett in the wrap so didn't bring a stroller so he was on his feet from about 10 - 2, nonstop. But he was having so much fun he didn't notice how tired he was.

I couldn't choose any fewer pictures then this, so here they all are.

I'm so lucky

This is what I get to look at every night before I go to sleep.

Saturday, September 19, 2009

Look at him!

I can't believe how fast time is flying - look at how much older he looks!

Monday, September 14, 2009

2 month appointment

And he's doing perfectly!

He's 13 lbs 8 ounces (holy big boy!!!) - 75th percentile
He's 23.5 inches - 50th percentile

That's 2 whole pounds more than Carson was at the same age, and almost the exact same length. The bump on his head is basically gone, and other than that everything is A-OK.

After the dreaded cries after his shots, he slept. Then he slept some more. I had to feed him while he was asleep and then put him down to bed.

Why do needles have to happen right after 2 nights of sleeping through the night? And when I say sleeping through the night, I mean 8pm till 7am. Without getting up to nurse. Yowsa.

First day of nursery school

And it went better than I could have expected. Actually, I expected it to go quite well. He always exceeds my expectations :)

I had been talking it up for the past week or so, how he was going to be starting school on Monday. He kept asking to go on a school bus and I said no, not till next year. Mommy will be driving you to and from school for now.

I got him all dressed up (for the two hours before school started, he was running around half naked with his knapsack on) and then off to school we went. I brought him in, all the teachers started talking to him, let him in the play area and boom. He was gone. Without even a goodbye to me. I just kind of stood there, not knowing what to do. Do I just leave him? Will he be scared once he realizes I'm not coming in with him? I watched him for a while, watched him interact with the other kids. Watched the teachers talk to him. And then I picked up Beckett and off we went. When I came back, they said he was perfect! There were no tears, he played well, he listened well, he joined in all the activities and was interacting with the other kids. He ran over to me, told me everything he did, grabbed my hand and went towards his shoes.

I couldn't have been more proud. I know it's just nursery school, but it reinforced the fact that we made the right decision. And really, it helped me see that we've made the right choices for him up to now, to become a well rounded little boy who's succeeded in the areas that we feel are important.

Sunday, September 13, 2009


I'm lying in bed waiting to hear Beckett. It's 6:30am and I put him to bed at 8 last night. And he hasn't woken up since!

Thursday, September 10, 2009

Couldn't resist

A good friend of ours took these pictures of my boys at a pool party we went to a few weeks ago.... aren't they gorgeus? I wish I could take pictures like this!

Thanks Bryan!

My sweet baby

My little daring boy!


We don't make two meals every night. We make one meal that we all eat. We ask that Carson try a bite of everything and if he doesn't like it, he doesn't have to eat it. Sometimes I give him some extra veggies that I know he will like if what we are serving I know he doesn't like.

Two nights ago we had steak, corn, mushrooms and salad.

The order he ate his meal (without any prompting whatsoever)?


Made us so very proud (and perhaps a tad confused?)

Wednesday, September 09, 2009


We are back from a wonderful glorious vacation in PEI. I can't possibly recap our trip as we did so much, but here are a few highlights:

His cousin Petra. Carson is normally the kid who other kids hug and squeeze (and looks around not knowing what to do) but he was all over Petra. At one point they were on the couch together, he got hold of her and wouldn't let her go. She was OK with it at first and then started to cry and Carson had the most angelic look on his face like "I just want to hug her". It was adorable and of course, I didn't have my camera with me. But here's just a sample of how much he loves her.

The cottage has 3 bedrooms. One with bunk beds. Jeff was sleeping on the bottom. Carson was sleeping on the top. The first few nights were perfect. The third night I heard a horrible noise. I knew right away it was Carson falling out of the top bunk. He cried for 30 seconds - then got into bed with Jeff and went right to sleep. The next night we put him in Grammy's bed, and he fell out of that too. Remember - Carson's been sleeping in a queen sized bed for months now and hasn't fallen out of all. We did some re-arranging and we put him in a bed was in the same position as his at home, and he slept perfectly from then on.

He loved the beach. There was so much to do! Faces were made in the sand, waves were jumped in, seashells were collected, boats were raced, seaglass was found, skinny dipping was done, rocks were found (and some put in our mouths?). Every time we went to go somewhere else in the car he would start to walk towards the beach and would complain that he wanted to go there and nowhere else.

He was fantastic in the car with his Daddy! They took two days going there and back - they stopped at rest stops to look at trucks, stopped at playgrounds, laughed, sang together, stayed at a hotel together and had a great time together. I missed them like mad the days we weren't together and was so happy to see them when they got to their destination. Carson still talks about the bridge going over to PEI.

He LOVED his Grammy and Grampy - he wasn't shy at all to start and he loved them more and more every day. If one of them would leave the cottage he would immediately ask where they went and then proceed to say "I need my Grammy" or "I need my Grampy". It's too bad they don't live closer, he would be the luckiest boy ever.

See the rest of our pictures here.