Bath

We like to think that we have some sort of routine in terms of raising a child.  Part of this routine is bathing Reed.  Sometimes we shower with him (especially if we are dirty and need to clean up), but mostly we bathe him in the kitchen sink.  As you will see towards the end of this study of Reed in the Bath, we might have to progress to some sort of five-point restraint system in the bath.  For now, I am really glad he enjoys this part of his day.  Because I do too!!

I cannot get enough of this sudsy face

He's been reading the same book for months.  Should I worry about that?

This is when it becomes clear to me that maybe the bathtub, even though supervised, is not safe for this boy.

I guess there is a bathtub on the market that fits in the regular tub but it is somehow baby proof and baby fun.  We'll see....

Bath time with Eileen is always fun!!!

Thanks

 

Yvonne, Carver Extraordinairre

It seems like once Labor Day rolls around, and then Thanksgiving--time speeds way up, and then you find yourself 730 days forward (that is two years.  i used a calculator to figure that out).  I know that time flying by is kind of an adult thing, but I also think that having a kid makes things fly by especially fast.

Anyhoo, Thanksgiving was last month, and I have not yet had a chance to write about it.  Soooo much for which to be thankful.  I had a list of things, but since it is now mid-December, it seems silly to share my list.

We had a great time.  Dad and Bev were here, and we pretty much congregated at Sara's for four days.  We hung out, marveled at Reed, ate turkey and potatoes, ate huge burritos (the day after.  we aren't THAT crazy.), laughed, hung out, ate more, and generally very much enjoyed each other.   Yvonne and Steve and kids joined us for Thanksgiving Proper, and that was a lot of fun.  Cousins!!!  I love cousins!  I am sure that Reed's first word will be "cousins!!!!"  Love.

Clara and Reed on Yvonne's lap

Sometimes it takes a village to give the youngest his bottle

 

Reed hamming it up with Grandfather and Grandmother Bev

Cory!!!!

 

I am turning into a Holiday Lover, for sure. Christmas-------Bring it ON!!!!

Six month LOVE letter

Oh Sweet Reed, Reedy Roo, Reed-O, Bug Nugget, Reedy Reeder...

How is it that you are six months old already?!!

Six months!

You are simply a joy.  You crack me up.  I could watch you for hours.  You are quite a force......

Your smile lights up a room.  Your eyes twinkle with your smiles.  You smile--A. Lot.

You are ticklish on the sides of your belly and also your neck.  When we tickle you here, you crack up.

You are definitely a Morning Boy--when I go to your crib in the morning, you have a Super Grin.  Ear to ear.  I pick you up from your crib, you turn outwards immediately, look all around, and search for what you may have been missing all night long (which turns out to be nothing).  You definitely do not want to miss anything.   You then want to have your bottle, play, laugh, maybe jump in the jumper, and then smile some more.  I wish I could spend every morning with you!

You recently started noticing Barley and The Cats.  Those furries have another thing coming......  Parker keeps a good four foot radius from you, Tully likes to spy on you, and Barley wants your food.  I cannot wait for you to play ball with Barley.  You are soon to be her best friend.

No teeth yet, but you sure love to eat.  When you spot your bottle, you scream for it.  When you spot your num nums, you scream for that too.  You seem to like everything we have offered you--beets, sweet potato, carrots, butternut squash, cauliflower, pumpkin, beans, and peas.  I am a bit obsessive about making food for you.  I love it.  I love that you love to eat.  I will have you sharing Thai food and mondo burritos with me in no time.

OK, so this mobility thing is really freaking me out.  You have the army crawl thing down pat.  You can now get everywhere you want.  It's all in the elbows--you just press down and move--everywhere!!  We are in some serious trouble.  Must Reed-proof the house--stat!! 

You have traveled to CA, OR, MT, and ID.  You've already met most of your family despite the distance....and they all love you and think the sun both rises and sets on you. 

I love when your hand reaches to my face and you touch my cheek.

I love that you love your changing table.  You know that having your diaper changed is a good thing--not something to cry about.

I love that you love your paci.  You always want one paci in your mouth and one in your hand so that you can bang it on things.

You love the your baths, your showers, and swimming in warm pools.  I love that you love water.

I love the way you smell.

I love your flapping ways.

I love your rumpus.

You are a cuddly baby, and I love that.

I love that you are ours.  I love you so much, Little Reedy.   I can't wait for the many many adventures that await us.  Well, actually I can.  I want to savor each day.  What I cannot wait for is learning each and every little bit of you,  watching you grow and explore and express and understand your world.  We waited a long time for you....and it now all makes perfect sense.

 

Halloween

Our PEPS group got together for a super spooky Halloween party.  We had several furry animals and two insects--a bumble bee and a lady bug.  Love.    We had fun--there was a lot of rolling around, posing for pics, and general cuteness.  Unfortunately, I did not get pics of all the animals.

This is Reed's Tom Brady pose.  I don't know who Tom Brady is, but I think he's a guy who has done a centerfold shot in the past.

Sorry, Rich and Gretchen--had to include this drool shot.  I love Ryder's CHEEKS!

Our host set up a bowl of green stringy pasta and a brain jelly mold for the babies to play with.  I think everybody loved it except Reed.  He might be averse to having dirty, sticky hands.   Or maybe he's been watching too many horror flicks and he thought the ghooley bowls of brain and string would come to life and get him.

Brett became the ambassador of the bowl of green string.  That cute panda seems to love most things!

We were home by 7:30 and asleep (with whiskers) by 7:35.  Looking forward to trick or treating around Ballard next year!  Thanks so much for the party, Kayla and Owen!!

Halloween Pre-Funk

Reed's Nan and Gramps are in town this weekend.  We headed to Phinney Ridge, where a strip of merchants give out candy and little trick or treaters walk up and down the street, parading their costumes.  Naturally, we took our little gremlin out for some action (action, not candy.  i kind of don't want him to have candy until he is five years old or so).   I still don't know if Reed is a leopard or a cheetah or a panther or a bobcat.  I need to brush up on my safari animals, for sure.   

We went to Wallgreens for some face paint.  Monica, will you please help us next year?  We were a mess.  Reed was very skeptical.

 Oooops.  Try again.

Or not.  We decided to head out sans whiskers.  Cheetahs probably don't even have black whiskers, so it was okay.

Love how much we all dote upon this little guy.  100%.

The afternoon ended with Reed throwing up all over his costume.  (not candy, but his favorite beet/turkey/cauliflower mixture)  But stay tuned, as he will be wearing it on Halloween Proper as well.  

And the evening ended with reading a good book in the bath.

Boo!