Month: August 2006

I think Casey and I are going to have to venture into the dreaded realm of “talking about discipline” in regards to Kenny. My Happiest Baby Ever is starting to think that Mommy’s mad face is a funny one, and that the N-word (that is, “No”) is something more of a challenge or a test…

Not one minute after I hit “publish” on last night’s post, Kenny was awake and stayed that way for more than two hours.   He was perfectly happy as long as we were all playing, but absolutely adamant against being put back to bed.   It finally took nearly 45 minutes of rocking and bouncing…

Not only has poor Kenny had to contend with tooth number five breaking through his tender gums for the last two days, but today was insult to injury. On our walk — the same walk we take everyday — he was viciously attacked by a swarm of wicked mosquitoes, unbeknownst to me. Upon taking him…

I had every intention of writing last night, but was hit unexpectedly by the speeding bullet of a clogged duct.   (I don’t need to explain any further for all you Moms out there.)   No one said that weaning was a picnic, but I hardly expected to have any physical issues, since I’m going…

This morning, as the Kenny-man announced his intentions to start the day at 6:05 AM, after another late-to-bed night for the family, I started wondering if I would ever get to sleep more than 6 hours a night again this side of heaven.   Casey, the saint in blue-checked pjs, took pitty  on his poor,…

Kenny is really starting to catch on to the idea of imitating what I do.   It’s facinating to watch him watch me, then mimic the moves or expressions I make.   I was baking a couple of  cakes in the kitchen today, and he sat on the floor with his own pots and pans…

Can it be nearly three days since last I wrote?   Time is flying…. and our house has been a veritable HGTV commercial for the last 48 hours.   Yesterday a very imposing man installed our new flat screen TV for 6 hours.   Today there were 7 men chopping down the enormous hickory tree…

Today started off pleasantly enough.   Casey and I awoke to the sounds of giggles and baby talk over the monitor ~ Kenny was in great spirits, and so happy to see Casey walk in to his room that he squealed   and danced on his little feet.   In fact, Kenny was a model…

We took Kenny to his first Oriole’s game last night… I can honestly say that I’ve never seen that little guy so happy!   So much to see, to hear, to smell, to taste… he was in his element.   And later on we found out that he was featured for about 10 seconds on…

If yesterday Kenny took his first unassisted steps, then tonight marks the first unassisted, uncompelled steps. He stood up on his own, teetered for a moment like a drunken sailor looking left and right, then one… two… three… four… five!   And plop down on the rump.   He even had an audience of 10…