(to the tune of Will Smith and DJ Jazzy Jeff's hit song)
I feel the need to blog a little about Andrew because I've been posting so much about Corinne. I have been determined to make this a fun summer for Andrew b/c we missed out on so much last summer due to being so ill with pregnancy. For this reason we are also sort of postponing potty training - who wants to stay home on a toilet all morning long when you can be out swimming or playing with friends?! Psh!
I always joke about Corinne having thunder thighs because she truly is very healthy - 14 lbs 8 oz at 2 months! Anyways, she has become quite a wiggle worm. She rolled over a few weeks ago - at 3 1/2 months. I checked in the calendar I kept on Andrew's first year and he didn't roll over until a week before he turned 6 months. Well, a few days ago she proved to me that her thunder thighs are getting quite a workout! The picture below is one I staged to show you how I put her in her crib for a nap.
This next picture is how I found her when I realized she was awake from her nap!! Time to remove the bumper pads!
Last night we did Father's day for my dad. My older sister and her family (which have just been added to the world of blogging - check out the O'Briant Clan on my blogroll), my little sister (Lindy Land on my blogroll), and my dad came over to cook out. It was a lot of relaxing fun.
After weeks of turmoil in our house, all is right again. After a trip to Clark's dad's house this weekend, we no longer have a crisis on our hands. If you recall from my May post, there has been none of Papaw's jelly in our fridge. I gave Pops two ways to fix the problem, and he came through in a big way!
We now have six jars of jelly in our fridge and I have a Kemp t-shirt! We owe a big thanks to:
- Papaw - for giving away so many coveted jars of jelly to us. Thanks Papaw!
- Pops - for also giving away so many coveted jars of jelly to us and for getting the Kemp t-shirt.
- Caro - for making Pops give away so many coveted jars of jelly.
- Bama and Smuckers - for making do in the middle of the crisis.
Saturday morning, I was blowing bubbles for Andrew and he was running through them. Corinne was happily watching from her bouncy seat and enjoying Andrew's entertainment. Well, eventually I stopped and she got all fussy. I started blowing bubbles again for Andrew and she calmed down and continued watching. Then I stopped again and she fussed again. I did this two more times to test my theory of the cause for fussiness. Sure enough, she was fussing b/c she wanted me to keep blowing bubbles.
Is this a sign of things to come???
So, its summertime again. Summer, just like any other season, brings interesting and all too familiar smells with it. You're probably thinking about fresh cut grass, a chlorinated pool (I used to be swimmer), etc. However, the first smells of the summer to assault my nose have not been pleasant. Let me explain:
First, when Andrew gets hot and a little sweaty from playing inside the house, he kinda smells like graham crackers. I know, a little weird.
Second, when our air conditioner comes on, the air coming through the vents has a certain scent to it. Not an unpleasant scent, just particular scent.
The reason for these scents being unpleasant is that last summer I was extremely ill due to being pregnant with Corinne. We had the air conditioner on full blast and Andrew was still sweating in the house due to the sweltering heat outside. These smells were a constant in our house. And they made me feel even more nauseated (as if that possible). Now, this summer, whenever they come wafting into my nostrils, it just takes me right back to last summer.
Much like hearing the theme song to Barney or Between The Lions. Two shows that we watched everyday last summer while I was laying on the couch trying not to throw up and still keep Andrew entertained.
Oh, the power of the sense of smell...