Dear Landon,
I saw you do it for the first time 3 days ago, you didn’t really want to, it seemed like more of an effort than it was worth to you, but you did do it, so I know you can. Oh sure, you put forth the effort to appear to be crawling, you lay on your tummy pull your knees up under you, rock back and forth, then put your legs out behind you again and flail your knees about, grabbing the floor with your grubby little palms, you pull forward ala an army man. But you have no real interesting in being on your hands and knees, you prefer standing. You prefer standing so much, that you may just walk before you crawl and all I can say is “PLEASE DON’T!”
We finally had your border put up in your bedroom. We had to pay someone else to do it, because apparently we’re too dumb to put up a stinkin’ border. Actually according to the lady we hired, we were lied to about what extra glue we should put on it. We were lied to by people who SELL wallpaper…it’s their job to know what to put on it to make it stick and they said, “Here use this chewing gum.” Anyway, it’s up, and it’s cute. We have a new rocking chair we still haven’t put together, and your toys are more or less uncontained in your room. And at this rate, your nursery might be finished in time for you to move on to college. I hope I can still lift you over the crib rail by then.
This has been a month of road trips. Can I just ask up front that you tell me what exactly we need when we go on these trips? Quite frankly, I’m tried of over-packing. Can you tell in advance that you will not be as hungry as usual? Or that this will be the one time we take a trip where I don’t need the nasal aspirator? Or that you’re going to actually go a full day without a second or third change of clothes?
We went to Lake Limestone for an overnight; you had your first dip in a lake. You were a little concerned that the water wasn’t as clear as your pool, but you quickly decided that was ok, and maybe it should be tasted anyway. You splashed around a lot. And you nearly worried Scarlett to death, since she couldn’t get to you and why would you even go out so far as that anyway? “Float, Schmoat, and I don’t really care if Mom was right there beside you, sometimes a dog has to check on her hairless puppy, and you know I don’t swim.” You were supposed to start fruits this month, and you did have your first taste of watermelon, which you prefer to suck on from the rind. You loved what was essentially watermelon flavored sugar water. In the real business of introducing foods, we tried applesauce, and everyone said once you tasted fruit you wouldn’t eat vegetables, and that’s not exactly true, you’ll still eat the vegetables, but you have to have them first in the meal.
This month will forever go down in history as the teething month from hell. You having been trying to pop 14 bazillion teeth out of your poor little gums for so long, it’s hard to remember the last day you got to go with out Tylenol or Motrin. Your pain varies from “eh…something is bothering me” to “someone must be trying to pull my toenails out with pliers.” I’m trying my hardest not to over medicate you, but the toenail scream deserves something I think.
We also went to Gun Barrel, where your grandfather had bought a wagon. Your father and I worked to put it together, and probably would have been more successful if they had actually included all the parts you need. Or at least made them look like they do in the drawings. Also, they should include a couple extra of the small parts, since, deck boards are not the most forgiving place to be dropping 10 mm washers, or lock washers or tiny tiny hub cabs. We also put the screws that hold the wooden slats on backwards, but we did it on purpose and there was method to our madness, we didn’t want you scratching yourself up on them while sitting in the wagon.
This weekend, we went to your Great Uncle John’s Memorial service. We stayed in a hotel Friday night, it was you first time in a hotel. We met up with your Aunt Kathleen and her clan and went to the best steakhouse EVAH. Just ask your uncle Austin about it, I’m sure he’ll still be talking about it in 10 years.
The memorial service was nice, the lake was pretty and people said a lot of nice things about Uncle John. I wish you had gotten to know him.
All in all it was a decent month, but I hope you don’t mind if we hermit ourselves up and don’t go anywhere for a while. Between the terrible sleep patterns when we’re not at home and the price of gas right now, I don’t think we can afford to go anywhere anyway.
I saw you do it for the first time 3 days ago, you didn’t really want to, it seemed like more of an effort than it was worth to you, but you did do it, so I know you can. Oh sure, you put forth the effort to appear to be crawling, you lay on your tummy pull your knees up under you, rock back and forth, then put your legs out behind you again and flail your knees about, grabbing the floor with your grubby little palms, you pull forward ala an army man. But you have no real interesting in being on your hands and knees, you prefer standing. You prefer standing so much, that you may just walk before you crawl and all I can say is “PLEASE DON’T!”
We finally had your border put up in your bedroom. We had to pay someone else to do it, because apparently we’re too dumb to put up a stinkin’ border. Actually according to the lady we hired, we were lied to about what extra glue we should put on it. We were lied to by people who SELL wallpaper…it’s their job to know what to put on it to make it stick and they said, “Here use this chewing gum.” Anyway, it’s up, and it’s cute. We have a new rocking chair we still haven’t put together, and your toys are more or less uncontained in your room. And at this rate, your nursery might be finished in time for you to move on to college. I hope I can still lift you over the crib rail by then.
This has been a month of road trips. Can I just ask up front that you tell me what exactly we need when we go on these trips? Quite frankly, I’m tried of over-packing. Can you tell in advance that you will not be as hungry as usual? Or that this will be the one time we take a trip where I don’t need the nasal aspirator? Or that you’re going to actually go a full day without a second or third change of clothes?
We went to Lake Limestone for an overnight; you had your first dip in a lake. You were a little concerned that the water wasn’t as clear as your pool, but you quickly decided that was ok, and maybe it should be tasted anyway. You splashed around a lot. And you nearly worried Scarlett to death, since she couldn’t get to you and why would you even go out so far as that anyway? “Float, Schmoat, and I don’t really care if Mom was right there beside you, sometimes a dog has to check on her hairless puppy, and you know I don’t swim.” You were supposed to start fruits this month, and you did have your first taste of watermelon, which you prefer to suck on from the rind. You loved what was essentially watermelon flavored sugar water. In the real business of introducing foods, we tried applesauce, and everyone said once you tasted fruit you wouldn’t eat vegetables, and that’s not exactly true, you’ll still eat the vegetables, but you have to have them first in the meal.
This month will forever go down in history as the teething month from hell. You having been trying to pop 14 bazillion teeth out of your poor little gums for so long, it’s hard to remember the last day you got to go with out Tylenol or Motrin. Your pain varies from “eh…something is bothering me” to “someone must be trying to pull my toenails out with pliers.” I’m trying my hardest not to over medicate you, but the toenail scream deserves something I think.
We also went to Gun Barrel, where your grandfather had bought a wagon. Your father and I worked to put it together, and probably would have been more successful if they had actually included all the parts you need. Or at least made them look like they do in the drawings. Also, they should include a couple extra of the small parts, since, deck boards are not the most forgiving place to be dropping 10 mm washers, or lock washers or tiny tiny hub cabs. We also put the screws that hold the wooden slats on backwards, but we did it on purpose and there was method to our madness, we didn’t want you scratching yourself up on them while sitting in the wagon.
This weekend, we went to your Great Uncle John’s Memorial service. We stayed in a hotel Friday night, it was you first time in a hotel. We met up with your Aunt Kathleen and her clan and went to the best steakhouse EVAH. Just ask your uncle Austin about it, I’m sure he’ll still be talking about it in 10 years.
The memorial service was nice, the lake was pretty and people said a lot of nice things about Uncle John. I wish you had gotten to know him.
All in all it was a decent month, but I hope you don’t mind if we hermit ourselves up and don’t go anywhere for a while. Between the terrible sleep patterns when we’re not at home and the price of gas right now, I don’t think we can afford to go anywhere anyway.
Love,
Mom
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