It's almost November?

Good lord, we're like, almost in the middle of the holidays!! Tomorrow is Halloween, we should probably go get some candy, right? I'm sort of not looking forward to it-- Baron goes to bed by 6:30, and we have an annoying noisy dog, so really it seems more problematic than anything. We had our first overnight date night without Baron, and it was so nice. I missed him though, I don't think I can go on vacation anytime soon without him. Oh, he started crawling backwards! Totally funny. Tooth number 3 is in, and number 4 is almost there-- the top teeth, so he's going to be even cuter soon. Since tomorrow is Halloween, I think we're going to put the little monkey in his monkey costume to go grocery shopping, why not? My days of dressing this kid up in whatever I feel like are numbered, I can already tell.

Bart's busy season is starting, so it's just going to be me and Baron. He's working on his "mamamama" sound which would be cuter if he wasn't doing it while whining/crying. It's pretty cute though. He's starting to look at me like he understands, and it couldn't be cuter when you read books to him-- he loves it! Oh, and I totally forgot to update that we went to infant storytime at the library, such a fun time. We sang and danced and played with bubbles! Most of the kids were 1-2 age range, but that's ok, he still had fun I think. And now he knows, not the only baby on the planet!

Goal is to carve pumpkins tomorrow, we'll see though. Mr. grabby hands may get too into the pumpkin guts/seeds/nastiness, and I'm not sure how much of that I can handle!!

Dear I-5

Thank you for not having anything bad happen to me and Baron when the car decided to stop running on the freeway this morning. Thank you for keeping all the drunks/texting teens away from our car, as we were just stranded in the middle of the lane. Thank you for bringing nice non-crazies to help, even though the bum with the sign did offer to help (I'm not sure he was crazy, I think he was more bored and wanted money for beer). Thank you for allowing us to get home safely. And now we just have to deal with what is (or isn't) wrong with the car. Sigh. At least it's Friday, and it's happy hour on the eat coast.

And at least I have this.

I was going to go to baby and me...

And then I realized I can have baby and me at home, without going anywhere! Isn't my life baby and me? And besides, I hate classes, why would I go to another one by choice, and try and entertain my 7 month old for an hour and a half? My compromise is to take him to the reading hour at the library next week. More interactive, targeted towards the kiddos (not the postpartum moms who need someone to complain to), and only 20 minutes long! Perfect.

Um, have you ever seen such a fat and happy baby? Could he be funnier?

How can we get this baby to Vegas?

Baron is going to be baptized soon, and it got me thinking, do you think the Little Elvis chapel in Vegas baptizes people? They marry them, and it can't be much different right? If they don't, they should think about it, especially in this economy. They'd have their first customer right here! It would be perfect, I could have a mini vacation and Baron would get to visit my most favorite place in the world. Do you think Vegas bars allow babies? If not we may have a deal breaker.

Actually he is being baptized after Christmas sometime in Ouray. It's the chosen location because it's near Bart's parents house and they belong to a church there. Really, it's the chosen location because it's a cool town and it will be a good story to tell Baron one day (and again, the mini vacation for me). Pat and Katie are coming which is good because they are his godparents!! Thank god for godparents that are nice and in love with a giant baby named Baron, they spoil him and think everything he does is huh-larious.

On the baby front, he makes this funny buzzing sound over and over and over and over. Like for 38 minutes at 6 o'clock in the morning and you start asking yourself WHAT is that god damn noise. And then you see this funny face with big eyes and an aren't-I-funny smile and then you remember. He's with his nana and pop today and I'm semi worried about what they're doing over there, seeing as pop just sent me a video of those lollipop midgets from the Wizard of Oz asking if I see a resemblance. Um just because as a seven month old he's convenienently the same size as a midget does NOT mean there is any resemblance. And the fact that he's bald, has a giant head and makes funny noises. Maybe I could rent him out and just say he's a midget? Would anyone know the difference? That would be a better story to tell him--- remember the time you were seven months old and modeled midget clothes...

On another note, Baby Gap just released a new line called "Bleeker" or something (which by the way is an AWFUL name. It reminds me of that weird Muppets character). Anyway, the cutest thing from that line is a hat, seen in all the advertisements. Funny though, when you go to the site, the hat doesn't exist. You click on the entire outfit they've created for you (hat and all) and everything is listed for purchase except for the adorable hat. Could Gap have dumber marketing/manufacturing people? I don't know if they just didn't make enough, or if it's not really one of their items for sale, but I guarantee everyone's going to want that hat (and by everyone, I mean all the mamas).

I'll leave you with the ad-- I don't know what is more precious, this little boy or the hat!

7 months old!!

We have a seven month old, as of today! I completely love 7 months old (well, day 1 of it). He's funny and nice and cute...wait, isn't that what I always say? He really is though. He's funnier than ever, laughs so much at everything. Totally in love with his mom. We're going to a baby and me class on Thursday as part of my plan to introduce this baby to other human beings, I think he thinks the world is full of mommy, daddy, nana and Baron. Probably fine by him, I'm assuming, but he needs to be a normal toddler one day. We'll see how that goes! Loves pears. Does this blowing noise that lasts about 5 minutes long. Still in love with his feet. Gives hugs. Is tickleish mostly everywhere, but no one can make him laugh as much as his dad. Rode in the grocery cart for the first time this weekend, such a big boy. I'll update with a pic later.

Because I can

The professional pics are here!

Oh, and are they cute. But given the subject, are you really surprised?

A new hat

Look who got a new hat!! I almost just posted eighteen single pictures of it too, silly me almost forgot about my favorite past time ever, creating a zillion collages!! Hats are not Baron's favorite thing, but the kid needs to learn that life isn't just peaches and sunshine, you have to do things that aren't always the most fun. Like go to bed alone in the crib and wear whatever hat mom picks for you. He's a drool machine, I mean seriously I could jar it and sell it for a pretty penny. Bart's been gone since Monday and I don't think anyone really realizes how hard it is to be a single mom (except for all the other single moms in the world). It's hard. It would be less hard if we had a baby who was content playing alone and wasn't so in love with his mama! So in love that he needs to show her every single thing that he does. It's a good thing he's so cute. And sweet and funny. In four days, he'll be seven months old!!! It does go by so fast, seriously. It went by less fast when he was zero and awful, but now that he's fun and I love him I hate how fast it goes. I miss the days of holding him all the time!

Can you spot the baby?

Baron had his first trip to the pumpkin patch, it was kind of like where's Waldo in a sea of big, round, orange things (I know Baron isn't orange, but he's very round so close enough). We had such a good time, even though Baron was so tired he collapsed as soon as we got back in the car. It's this napping thing, he just doesn't like to do it! He sat on a hay bail, rode on a tractor, and was at home among a million pumpkins. Definitely a success, I'd say. He's giggly and nice, and now knows how to pull his socks off on his own. Which is only the best thing ever. Oh, and avocado? Loves it.

Even midgets have chairs!

Don't freak out, I know Baron isn't a midget. But he's about the same size as some, so whether this chair is for babies or midgets we'll never know. My mom was going to give it to Goodwill, luckily I hijacked it from her car just in time. Look who sits in it! Baron! And a monkey that resembles Baron!

He tried applesauce today and loved it, of course. He also loved when I ate it too, usually I don't join the party when he's downing his delicious bottle of formula.

His professional pics are on their way, I cannot wait to see the rest. I am sure Bart is eagerly awaiting them too, seeing as our house will soon be plastered with them in all sizes (if I could have Baron wallpaper made, I would).

And yet another collage

Because it's all I ever want to do. Post pictures of the funny, funny baby. I am the most annoying mom ever.

Baron has new friends!

Baron has new friends, named Pat and Katie Disher (well Katie's last name is not yet Disher, it's really Moyer. But soon enough she'll be a Disher too)! He looooves them. They hold him and kiss him and fawn over him and think everything he does is cute and funny. Which is the best in his book. We had such a fun weekend, and again makes it so sad we don't live closer. We're planning a weekend in March to meet in Denver for events including showering and baptizing. Ohhh and guess what one year old Baron gets to do?!!! Be a ring bearer!!!! OMG the cuteness of that. I cannot wait. He was an absolute pill yesterday, but come 5:00 when dad got home he was happy as a clam. Go figure. The zoot suit is basically history, which means a world full of cute feet pajamas! And when he woke up this morning, his foot was out the crib rails so I think we need to try and figure something out for that. He's basically mastered sitting up, he still needs an assistant for when he falls either which way, but he basically does it well. 7 months old soon!!!! Oh and he has elephant feet. Which means they're fat.