Max is 9 months old. (sniff, sniff) I can't believe it... and I am sure that Brig can't believe it either. Daddy has been gone for 7 months - and we only have 20 days, 486 hours, 29208 minutes, and 1752523 seconds left. Brig told me the other night that time has begun to fly. I guess I need to quit watching the seconds on here...
Max and I put lights on our Christmas tree tonight and lights around the patio railing outside. My neighbor came over and said that it was forbidden to do Christmas this early. She told me that we are skipping Thanksgiving. I wish I could skip it, and it was only 19 days until the sweet reunion. We danced around the house to "Let it Snow" and I told Max about the little baby Jesus in the manger for FHE. He enjoyed a Hawaiian Delight for the treat. I had a few bites in between his screams.
Little Muffin is so hilarious. He still loves the word "eat." He has enjoyed some new tastes. He also added the word "truck" to his list of favorites. He has this plastic dump truck that he is obsessed with. Even after he gets mad at it, he still wants it. I take it away and give it back several times a day. When it rolls away, he tries so hard to reach it. It might be the motivation he needs to get moving. I haven't minded him being sedentary, although he still finds the pieces of leaves and crumbs on the floor. He can get somewhere if he wants. It is not a scoot, nor an Army crawl, but rather a face-planted, one-armed inch-worm CREEP. It is so funny to watch and sometimes even when he is screaming, I have to try real hard to wipe the smirk off my face. We have upgraded from the Bumbo to the high chair in the last few days. I know he needed to move on, but the Bumbo was great without the tray because he didn't have a surface to beat on to go with his screams when he needs another spoonful... The dinner table is not my favorite place right now. The kid has a set of lungs and can scream for food.
He keeps me going and reminds me of Brig in so many ways. He is goofy, determined, and good-natured. I count both as my greatest blessings.
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Why is it that we love life so much!!!!! How many faces of one child can there be!!!! He looked gorgeous in all of them. I don't remember if Brig is that cute or not, but I don't believe he has been gone that long!!!!
It's not time for Christmas yet, but I guess for you and Max, I will let it slide since Daddy is coming home! 2 radio stations here are playing non-stop Christmas music. I can't listen yet, but will after Thanksgiving!
Oh little Maxi in the words of Bridger "he's sooo cute." Im excited to come visit in a week! A break from school and I get to hold maxifin oh and SEE you! I asked Bridger tonight which stuffed animal he wanted to sleep by and he said "the one aunt shaya gave me." We love you 3!
Seriously he is such a cute little guy! And he really is so good natured and happy. Who could ask for more. Well, besides Brig. :)
Sorry that we took the bumbo, Max. But Tevi sure is glad to have it! Hopefully we can repay the favor some day. :)
Oh, I love that you have your tree up. My neighbors were giving me a hard time for decorating too. But, I finally got our tree up tonight! Max is such a cutie...I'm still in love with those cheeks!
Oh my gosh, is this shala skinner? Wow this is Lois Brown (sis. Brown from Seminary days and Wichita 4th ward) Wow, you have a beautiful baby! How fun....tell you mother hi for me...I have a feeling I'm going to be stocking your blog now if that is alright! Allison is at BYU, Anne Marie works at a Hospital in Salt Lake and doing Nursing pre-req's at SLCC. Where are your parents living now and where are you living? How fun!
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