8 months old.

Charley is usually a pretty clean eater. It only gets messy when he doesn't like the food. Case in point, peas. Every time I'd scoop some up and go to give him some, he would cry and then eat what was on the spoon. I'd get some more, he'd cry and then eat what was on the spoon. Now I thought he was enjoying it because he was eating it. But apparently his crying was his indication of his dislike of said peas AND the mess. More got on the surroundings than in his mouth.

AND loving the watermelon. Good boy.

Better video of the crawler...

*sigh*

*sigh*

And...he's off!!!

So first things first...Bugaboo is crawling. I received the following video on my phone TODAY. *sniff sniff*

Secondly, baby kitty has a new home. Yay! Very glad we didn't have to give her to a rescue place. Raisin is back to her abnormally lovable self.

Story time (second hand)...

Ryan was waiting for Bugaboo to awaken in the morning. He was hearing him really close to the monitor. He was making a whole bunch of noise. Ryan walked into the room to get him. Charley had gotten ahold of the monitor and had gotten the cord wrapped around his body SEVERAL times. He had one arm free. I mean, seriously??? We JUST moved it away from him in fear that he would get to it. Now it's sitting on the opposite side of the room. Let's just hope he doesn't figure out how to get out of his crib and crawl to it.

*dramatic pause*

In other news...there is none...oh, child LOVES butternut squash. This weekend we are going to experience some oatmeal, banana, and blueberries. Fun times. Still making my own baby food and loving it. He gives open mouth kisses, stands up holding onto the side of the crib, STILL biting me *ouch*...aaaannnddd laughs like a pterodactyl (<- yeah, I just had my engineering dude friend spell this for me off the top of his head...can I get another "SERIOUSLY???"). We are avoiding having to spend the money on an infant car seat. Eeeck, hate spending that kind of money but oh well, not like we have much of a choice. He's still like 18lbs so we have a tiny bit to go.

Second terrifying story...first hand...

Cracker barrel, love the place, hate the high chairs and ONLY because Charley fell out. I'm still shaky from the experience. Worst Mother of the Year Award? Close. Too close. He reached for something, fell to the ground. Fortunately, Tim's big, fat foot caught his head. He cried for about 3 seconds probably because he saw the look of HORROR in my face. Was hoping he wasn't dying. Went straight back to jumping in my lap. Baby fine, Mama not.

Ugh. Awful.

So we went to Hooters for dinner and to watch a game. Ryan HAD to get a picture of Charley with some of the girls. You see in the picture above there are only 4 girls. There originally was 5 girls but Charley couldn't keep his eyes off one of the girls. So she stood by Ryan so he could snap a picture. Notice he's not staring at the camera. He's not hungry either because he just had dinner.

Recent Developments

Charley is getting so big. So sad. He can push himself into the sitting up position from his belly/crawling position. Yay! So now we find him sitting in his crib waiting to be picked up. He is eating a whole lot and moving a whole lot. This week we are trying brown rice and chicken. I think he may be getting used to the not-so-smooth texture still. But he's still ALL ABOUT PEACHES.

He got his first haircut...complements of his father and his beard trimmer.

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Regardless, he looks more like a boy. Story leading up to the beard trimmer...Ryan and Charley were at the post office. A lady behind him was admiring our adorable baby boy. She made the comment "Oh, what an adorable little girl..."

Ah-hem

Ryan, upon hearing the comment, refused to acknowledge whatever small talk that was attempted. Please note, Charley was dressed all in blue. His car seat is brown and orange. Nothing about his attire is GIRLY. Now, my son has a buzz cut...at 8 months old.

Maybe, just maybe, we won't be hearing any "cute little girl" comments anymore. :)

A boy and his kitten

Charley is sitting on his own much more steadier lately. He crawls...ISH...meaning if there's something in front of him he wants, he will get on all fours and move. Kind of crawling, right? He loves to play in the bath and several times he's attempted to breathe under water... (he's trying to suck on the plug in the bath). His hair is filling in and he's eating three meals a day. This boy loves to suck on watermelon. We try to do walks after dinner since it has been cooling off a bit lately. We walk to Dublin Park around 2 of the soccer fields and then head home. Charley takes in the sights...whilst in deep thought. It's amazing what a little fresh air can do for a person.

I've applied for this Electrical Engineering job within Boeing. I'm not too sure if it is what I am looking for. Still delving into that a bit. Regardless, the interview is good practice. :S As much as I DREAD talking to people I DO NOT know. One of these days it will get easier. Or will it? I've been told I'm management material (on several occasions)...HAH. Requirements: communicate...stop there, nothankyou.

Some friends of ours found this kitten. She was hiding under a palate of flagstone. (Friend's husband works as a firefighter but also in landscaping on his days off) Couldn't be more than 5 weeks old. We spent 2 or 3 days trying to get this kitten to eat...anything. We bought that kitten replacement milk, she hardly drank any; we mixed water with cat food, she wouldn't eat it. We knew she was starving. She was skin and bones on top of it. Tim spent a good half hour cleaning her and picking fleas out of her coat. We took her up to Challenger's House up in Toney, for some drugs. While up there, the lady popped open a can of soft food...and I've never seen a cat eat so fast in my entire life. Dur on our part. This kitten can get out of anything. Seriously should have named her Houdini. She climbs baby gates, cardboard, crates, anything that happens to be between her and us. I think we've pretty much given up on trying to keep her confined. We've named her Hardee. Love bug, she is. Raisin is slowly getting used to her. As in, she no longer growls or hisses at her. As I type this, she is sleeping across my thigh. We were going to keep her until we found a home for her. I don't see this happening in the near future though I may be okay with this. She lets Charley manhandle her. No joke. Charley picked her up and sucked on her head. She was okay with this. Whoda thunk it?

7 months and some other things...

Bugaboo is 7 months old. He hasn't started crawling yet, still rolling. He does get up on all fours and rocks back and forth and launches himself toward whatever it is he may be trying to get at.

He doesn't really like winter squash (he looks like he ate a Warhead) though he will finish what we give him. He's partial on avocado, likes yellow squash and is not too sure about peaches yet.

I'm really enjoying the whole making your own baby food thing. It's easy and I can mix what I want. I am going to try to make my own cereal, not sure how that's going to come out but why not try...

I freeze the baby food in an ice cube tray and then dump them in a bag. It's actually working out quite well. He's so happy...even when Mama makes him eat avocado...

A week ago we found 2 teeth on him much to our surprise. I was waiting for fussiness and midnight awakenings but neither appeared and by no means am I complaining about it. He was just drooling a little more than usual and I thought I should check and BAM! there they were. He's bit me twice, the little bugger, and drew a little blood. He did it a third time tonight so I smacked him on the head...he just looked confused. Still getting them darned clogged ducts. I used to get so worked up about them and so frustrated. I'm over it now. Not really but it sounds nice.

Last Thursday, we noticed Bugaboo touching his left ear. We didn't know if it was coincidence or ear infection. Friday morning while I was nursing him, he was kind of fussing a little while laying on that one side and did another brush of that ear. So we made an appointment with his doctor because I didn't want him to have to suffer if it were an ear infection. Went to the doctor's, there was no ear infection. Thinking it might be the teething. I am very thankful it wasn't an ear infection.

I am VERY glad this past week is over. We had an internal ISO audit. I don't like to be audited, I don't mind being the auditor, but the auditee? Yeah, not so much. It was slightly stressful. I also presented to our VP of Supplier Quality on top of the week long audit. If you know me, you know I DESPISE talking in front of people. As much as my college education attempted to prepare me, it has not gotten any easier. I have a B.S/B.A in Electrical Engineering, that means that not only can I THINK and BE an engineer but I'm suppose to have some sort of writing/presenting skills. I refuse to acknowledge what little writing/presenting skills I may have. The one reason I went technical was so I wouldn't have to speak to people. That's all I do. Regardless, I am thankful I am employed.

And doubly thankful for this overly smiley, hammy, happy little man. *sigh*

6 month stats...

He is 15 lbs, 9.5 oz and is 25 inches long. We're chugging along! :) Rice cereal starts next week!!! He's been chomping, mimicking our chewing. He's very interested in what we are eating. Yay! Some pictures...