A rather cool Memorial Day spent at my sister’s, celebrating her adorable baby bump and the end of the school year. The boys keeping her yard lush, if you know what I mean. Please join me in supporting the other photographers participating in the Childhood Unplugged movement by clicking here to see all our submissions. You can…
Willy: Had to have his side of the bed cropped out of the shot because, well, #men. Also went to Austin for a 4 day long bachelor party which puts me in the worst mood and makes me want to punch the organizer of such in the face.
Hooper: Started wiping his butt after he peed. When I inquired why he was doing so he said, “because we had to leave earlier and I didn’t have time to wipe it real good”. We had left 6 hours prior.
Van: Asked me, while in a very public restroom, why grown ups have hair on their ‘peeps’. Which, to be honest, doesn’t make me skip a beat — it’s the matter-of-fact stuff in parenting, for me, that’s the easy stuff.
Sonny: Was more fussy than usual on Memorial Day when my mom pointed out that he seemed hungry and Willy and I looked at each other and realized we never fed him lunch.
Me: Dyed my hair for, get this, the first time ever. Minus squeezing lemon juice in my hair in high school.
Jimmie: Loves me more than anyone else. This past month more so than usual.
This space has been deserted as of late. Much of my life feels deserted as of late. If I’m being honest, I feel like I’m doing a thousand different things but not doing any one thing with 100%. Time passing like sheets of paper in the wind. Forget finding the time to write; lately I can’t even clear space in my head enough to formulate thoughts. All that to say I have a lot I’m behind on posting here; trips to the desert, to Arizona, a slew of recent client sessions, a goodbye to breastfeeding post I need to finish before I’m actually done breastfeeding because then it’ll only be sad, sappy shit no one wants to hear and I don’t want to remember, and so on and so forth. Life… it just keeps on rollin’. I can’t imagine it moving at any faster of a rate.
Sending love on this Memorial Day to all of those who have sacrificed for our wonderful country. Hope everyone enjoys the extra day off. We’ll be spending it at my sister’s, poolside, and I need it.
Growth & Appearance: Keeping your hair out of your face has become a problem so we’ve started giving you a little whale spout on the top of your head. You’re called a girl whenever we leave the house, but that’s okay. Your hair has lightened significantly and I’d damn near call you blond. Or at…
Growth & Appearance: We took you to your 12m appointment late, in true third child fashion, and -in even more third child fashion- can’t remember what your stats were. Except to say that you are in the 60th percentile for weight (and I think you’re around 24lbs, per our shipping scale) and 90th percentile for height (can’t remember how many inches, though).
Your hair has lightened significantly over the last month as is more of a golden color. You still only have three teeth; your two fangs and one top middle tooth. Feels like your teeth are taking forever to come in and you enjoy using your one fang tooth to chip away at most things.
You’re in size 4 diapers, size 18 or 24m pajamas.
You most always have some sort of scratch or scab or bruise on your knee and/or forehead.
Sleeping: Same as always; you wake around 7:30am, down for a nap around 10am, up around 2pm, down again at 4pm, up at 6pm, and down for the night around 8pm. Like a constant game of whack-a-mole. Because you’re more mobile than ever, nursing has been putting you to sleep more than it had been in the months prior but you’ll happily put yourself to sleep too, which is nice.
Eating: Gone are the days you’d eat anything. You’re much more particular these days and, in general, you eat most in the morning and then just a little for lunch and either a lot for dinner or nothing at all. But breakfast is always a sure bet and somedays it seems like you eat enough in that one meal to last for the whole day.
Your favorites are still your favorites: avocado, banana, sweet potato, taco meat.
You still breastfeed 5 times a day: morning, before and after morning nap, before afternoon nap, and before bed (we cut out the feeding after your afternoon nap). You don’t drink a lot of the cow milk we give you from the bottle; only a couple of ounces a day, I’d say.
Development: You’ve started this fast-paced walking style that’s surely a transition to running; you look grossly off-balanced and teeter far from side to side resembling a drunken sailor. It excites you when you make it across the room moving in this speedy fashion and it brings the biggest shit-eating-grin to your face.
You still walk with your arms in the chicken wing position.
You love playing peek-a-boo and will come around the corner and say ‘boo’ and expect everyone to act surprised.
You can move from a squat to a stand without using your arms. You can also move down or up a small step and when you do so successfully, you tend to want to do it over and over and over again.
Words you know and use on and off: “ut-oh”, “thank you”, “hello”, “doggie”, “love you”.
Favorites: You love being outside and when I’ve just about had enough of the screaming I let you loose in the yard.
Other favorites include the remote controls, phones, and digging through the kitchen cabinets.