Tuesday, November 30, 2010

#13


Tuesday 13
November 13, 2010 - Week 12
The season has started for all your first holiday, here is a photo of you at your first Thanksgiving. While we were all eating yummy food you sat next to us and played like a really good boy in Grandma-ma's activity center. You had trouble reaching some of the toys but later in the week when we went over for some home made Turkey soup you had started to figure how to move the toys. On Saturday we saw you cousin Lane, we laid both of you down next to each other and she started to beat you up. You took it like a man and let her get away with it, just like you always will. Cause know matter what she is family and you will always protect her.

Tuesday, November 23, 2010

#12


Tuesday # 12
11/23/2010 - Week 11
Big Boy sleeping in your big boy bed. I never thought I would put you to sleep in your crib this young. I found that you actually slept a lot better in your own room in your own crib and who am I to stand between a baby and his sleep. For the last two and half month your Daddy and I have been learning your cries so we know how to answer your needs and wants. Earlier this week you scared us when you let out a cry that we had never heard before, we have started to call it your "Big Boy cry". I am starting to realize that the time I have with you is so precious and will go by way to quick. I promise to always love you and enjoy every moment that I get to share with you.

Tuesday, November 16, 2010

#11

Tuesday 11
11/16/2010- 10 weeks old

Every week I am filled with amazement at how fast you are growing. This week, I found you laying starring intensely at your hand just rotating it back in forward trying to figure it out. You have shown great interest in your hands and feet. You love hitting and kicking objects that are near you. Since the day you were born, you always loved to "talk", but in the last week you have become quite the conversationalist. Everyday we sit down and have a nice long talk about your day. I love to hear you laugh and up until this week it has been a baby laugh. Then I heard the most beautiful sound, an actual giggle. I have only heard you do it once, but I cant wait to hear it on a more regular bases   

You are wearing a very special shirt in this photo it belong to a little boy named Blake. His Mommy was one of Mommy's best friend, this was her favorite shirt for Blake. When or friend Steffani had a baby boy she passed this shirt on to her and her son Julian and now the shirt has been passed on to  you.

One day you will realize how lucky you are, so many people absolutely love you

Tuesday, November 9, 2010

#10

Week 10
11/9/2010 9 weeks old
A boy and his dog, a bond that only will grow stronger as you both get older. Since the day we brought you home Anne looked after you like you were one of her own. She has a look when you cry that we have started to call her "mamma dog" look, she will do anything for you. Yesterday you had your 2 month check, you are in the 86% for your hight and 51% for your weight. You are so long that your pants have turned into shorts, so I have actually started dressing you in your 3-6 month cloth. You are growing too quick, it make me realize how much I need to appreciate every minute.

Tuesday, November 2, 2010

#9





Tuesday #9
November 2, 2010 8 weeks old
My first Halloween I dressed up a frog! My Daddy loves me so much he paused the Wold Serious and took me trick or treating. Look at me loot...I have the best neighbors every they give out King size candy bars, boy am I going to like that when I get older

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#9 Cont. 2
FEAR THE BEARD
Thanks Auntie Shannon, I love my shirt I wore it on the winning game of the world serious and again when we went to the world championship parade. My mommy was scared that the parade would be too loud but thanks to her covering my ears I slept the whole time. I love baseball and have watched every game of the world serious. Baseball is one of my favorite things to watch on TV. I am always a happy baby when My Giants are winning. I cant help but get fussy if we are losing