Friday, December 31, 2010

Our Own Personal Tupperware Consultant

Don't eat anything from the plastic containers at our house. Unless you don't mind a bit of dog hair. Then by all means, eat our leftovers!

All I Wanna Do is Zoo Zoo Zoo!

Mommy loves zoos. There are no two ways about it. She and Daddy spent 5 of the 7 days on their Babymoon at zoos in San Diego. It must be in the genes because now Liam loves zoos, too.

On Wednesday Mommy, Daddy, and Liam went to the Cincinnati Zoo's Festival of Lights with Grandma and Grandpa DeWell and Aunt Lauren and Uncle Nick. It is a three hour car ride either way, but since we all rode together in a rented van it went quickly and was a nice time to visit.

Aunt Lauren and Uncle Nick picked out a restaurant on the river - the Montgomery Inn. It was pretty delicious! They are known for their barbeque (and it was indeed yummy), but Mommy and Liam shared some macaroni and cheese and the second best salmon she'd ever had. Liam even ate bread! There are few things Liam doesn't get excited about eating, but bread is one of them.

After dinner we drove to the zoo, found a parking spot, and bundled up. Liam was probably the warmest of all of us, even though he didn't have mittens and just sat on his bottom the whole time. The zoo was absolutely gorgeous. The only animals out were the polar bear (huge!) and some reindeer. But there were so many lights! Mommy thinks that as soon as they are done taking down lights after the show, the next day they must have to start hanging lights again for the next Christmas.

After the zoo it was time to warm up and head home. And what better way to warm up than to stop at Dairy Queen? Yeah, we're DeWells. Liam had a quick drink of milk and a diaper change and proceeded to pass out cold for the entire 3 hour ride home, including a stop at Nick and Lauren's and a car seat change at Grandma and Grandpa's.

Of course, Liam woke up when we got home at 1am and stayed up playing until 2am. Because of course he did.

Liam says he is looking forward to going back to the Cincinnati Zoo light show with his new cousin when he or she gets here. And Mommy just wants to go to a zoo! But she can wait until it's warmer.

Question of the Day: What is your favorite zoo animal?

Thursday, December 23, 2010

Why Does a Vampire Clean His Teeth Three Times a Day?

... So he doesn't get BAT breath!!

Ha! Ha haaa!


There is a fourth tooth poking through.

So when can the kid eat cheeseburgers? Because Mommy could go for a cheeseburger!

Sunday, December 19, 2010

What's New, Pussycat?

Do you remember that comic strip, Cathy? The one where the lady always yelled, "Ack!"? I feel like Cathy. As in, "Ack! This baby is walking!"

Liam took his first steps at the Dallas airport on Thanksgiving day. We weren't sure it was a step, or just a stumble between the seat and Mommy's shoulder. But it is now just a month later (and two days shy of his 9-month birthday) and he is up to 6 careful steps at a time.

It will be nice not to have to carry Liam everywhere, but Mommy could have used a few more months of limited mobility!

We are also up to 3 teeth: the top front left tooth joins the bottom front two and they are now a happy little toothy family.

Daddy just weighed Liam. He is 20.5 pounds, which is odd - he was the same weight 3 months ago. Of course, he is much leaner now - he is 28 inches... 29 inches?... 26? No, that surely can't be right. Kid, stop squirming!

While in El Paso, Liam met his first kitty cats. Now when he sees kitties on youtube or hears us meow first, our baby meows back. Actually it kind of sounds like, "ehhh," in a squeaky kitty cat voice.

He waves with his hand instead of his whole arm.

He drops his toys on the floor and says, "uhh" ("uh-oh").

He is boycotting naps.

He stands by himself and dances to music.

He eats breakfast, lunch, and dinner, and doesn't need Mommy milk every three hours.

He is about to experience his first Christmas.... but he is the best present of all.

Wednesday, December 8, 2010

Liam Eats Oatmeal and Avocado

Liam is good at eating.

Let me rephrase...

Liam likes eating, but he is not technically proficient at it...


Tuesday, December 7, 2010

Liam's First Snow

Saturday, December 4th, Liam experienced his first snowfall. It's probably time to buy a winter coat or even a snowsuit, huh?

Monday, December 6, 2010

When Babies Fly

Just a quick update on the sleeping project... the "cry-it-out" method has not been as painful as we expected. In fact, Mommy feels her sanity returning! It now takes Liam 15-25 minutes of crying, along with 2 visits from Daddy, before falling asleep.

This is MUCH less stressful for Mommy. Up until now, the bedtime routine included trying to nurse him to sleep, creeping into the nursery and laying him down, only to have him immediately wake up crying.

Lather, rinse, repeat... for the next three hours.

By the end of the night, Mommy would find herself wishing the liquor cabinet were better stocked.

But as wonderful as this new crying routine is, it probably would not have been awesome last week, when we spent 5 nights at a hotel.

Liam's first airplane ride took us to El Paso, TX, for a wedding. Mommy's friend got married and was sweet enough to let her be in the wedding. (Mommy wore make-up! And got a manicure! And looked like a lady!)

It was a nerve-wracking, busy, hectic weekend... and it was so much fun. See?...

Liam, the jet-setter.

Meeting new friends.

Playing with Caroline (and watching the Packers!).

Helping with the toilet paper.

Who's this handsome baby in the mirror?

Liam, Mommy, and Cathy

Liam, Mommy, and Daddy

Watching the Father-Daughter dance... Good thing he can't climb stairs yet!

Saturday, December 4, 2010

Stiff Drink

It is after midnight. To heck with the third person narrative. I'm too stinkin' tired for it. This baby is turning my hair

We screwed up somewhere along the way. Some how we taught the baby that he is in charge of bedtime and no, he doesn't have to fall asleep by himself in his bed. How do you tell a baby it is time to lay down and go to sleep?

This separation anxiety is driving me batty. The only way he stops crying is if I'm holding him. Daddy won't do. If Daddy holds him, he cries and reaches for me until we give in. Still, he won't fall asleep for me... and it is still after midnight.

The Cry-It-Out method seems so cruel to me. It makes my skin crawl to hear him screaming like this. But is selling him to the circus more cruel? Because it is going to come down to one of those two choices.

Anyone know how to get in touch with the circus?