Young Love

Preston got to meet Ellen Lund this week, and he LOVES her! Clint and I are hoping for a future romance between them. I'm guessing Molly and Erik probably DON'T want her to be a Hooker when she grows up... I love Ellen!

But I think she may be scared of me...probably intimidated by my rattail.

Yahoo!! Can't wait for Prom!

9 Months!

You want me to sit still for a photo? Hahahahahaha!!!

Preston is 9 months old today! Some of his favorite things are: crawling around and chasing the cats, reading books, eating sweet potatoes and cheerios, giggling with Daddy before bathtime, splashing Mommy during bathtime, cruising around the furniture, and playing in his crib.

Hmmmmm...

Daddy makes me smile!

He is NOT like me in the sense that he wakes up happy. (If you have ever met her, you know that Morning Marie is not very nice.) Here is an example of his daily nap routine:

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Videos Galore

Here are a few videos of PDiddy this week. Always on the move...

Being silly with Mommy:

Chasing the cats (ignore Clint's commentary...):

Saying NO to food:

Haircut

We finally decided to do a mini-haircut for Preston today. The LONG swoop in the front was just a bit much...don't worry, though. He still has a mohawk 'cause it won't grow on the sides. And the rattail is still in full effect. Back off, ladies...he's too young for you. Bath Mohawk

Pre-haircut Mohawk

Silly Curl- Mommy is about to cut it off

Don't I look handsome with my new haircut??

My Funny Valentine

Happy Valentine's Day!

Hope you all have a nice day today. Preston celebrated by coming to visit me at school yesterday afternoon. The kids LOVE him! He gave them all Fun Dip Valentines. Yummy! Then Clint and I went out to dinner last night at my favorite restaurant, Carmen's Cafe, in Brookside. Despite my horrible garlic breath this morning, it was a very nice evening. Here are a few videos of Preston this morning. He is moving all over the place now!

Standing up and shakin' my rattle

I crawl like Maggie Simpson

Confessions of a Bad Mom

Ok, you might be shocked to know this, but I am NOT perfect. Far from it. Instead of telling you about ALL of my faults, I'll focus on the most recent. As a mom, I have made many mistakes already, and Preston is only 8 months old. Here are a few of the highlights:

1. Not taking a blanket to the pediatrician's office for our 1 month check-up. In my defense, it WAS 100 degrees outside that day, so I didn't think about it. But the "kind" nurse gave me a stern lecture on always bringing blankets for small babies anywhere you go. I promptly put 2 burp cloths over him to warm him up. I have never forgotten a blanket since!
2. Getting yelled at by someone in his car while on a walk with Preston. This was on one of the small side streets by my house. Little to no traffic at any time. Seriously. Maybe one car goes down the street in a 4 hour time period. I was wanting to cross the street, and was on the curb right next to the sidewalk while this courteous man was driving by. I was waiting patiently for him to pass so I could then cross the street. He slowed down and yelled, "GET ON THE SIDEWALK WITH THE BABY, LADY!" Nice. I swear he yelled like I was running down the middle of the street with Preston's arms flopping out of the crib while dodging cars and rabid dogs. Either way, now I'm always cautious to be ON the sidewalk even if it is a street with no cars and the speed limit is 10mph.
3. The most recent bad mommy moment came about yesterday. As you know, I'm slightly obsessed with taking pictures/videos of Preston. Here is one of him playing with his celly telly yesterday.

"Sup, ladies!"

And another of him sitting and thinking about where he wants to go next.

So many things to do...

Well, after these silly pics, we were playing an exciting game of "I'm Gonna Get You" which consists of crawling around the couch and catching each other. Here we are at the beginning.

I'm gonna get you, Mom!

After he gets me, I crawl to the other side of the couch and sneak up on him. He loves it, and anticipates which side he thinks I will come to next. When I "get" him, he cracks up. So I decided I should get a picture of him laughing while playing this game. Bad idea, Mom. Instead of getting a picture of him laughing, I got this one:

Aaaaahhhhh! Help me!!!

Yes, he is mid-fall and about to smack his head on the floor. My lightning-speed-mom reflexes were not quick enough, so his noggin nailed the ground before I could get to it. If he doesn't go to med school now, I'll take the blame. I still feel terrible, but am sure similar things will happen in the future. I just hope I'm not holding the camera when they do...

I'm Cool...

Some footage of our little man standing up all by himself. And falling down. And standing up again. And falling down again. I'm sure the falling down will happen MANY times in the future. You may notice that he is wearing SMS colored pants...that's no coincidence.

Chicken Dance Crawl

Here is a video of Preston playing with his "Chicken Dance" toy, doing some push-ups, saying "dada" and crawling...