Beautiful Blue eyes

(Sorry for the not so good lighting...)

Eating..

So a month ago...or probably longer, man time goes fast, he discovered that he can chew on his hands. They are constantly in his mouth. Ben always says he's 'eating his hands'. Well he has recently discovered (w/in the last week or so) that he can eat our skin too. If we're carrying him back to the changing table he's usually chewing on our shoulder. Or holding him on our lap, somehow our arm ends up in mouth. It's so funny! And of course he's eating his fingers as we speak :)

Little sneeze/smile

So I was sitting with Carson on my lap the other day and he started to sneeze. Usually he would sneeze a couple of times and then let out a mellow " Ohhhhhh". However, we had been smiling at each other, he has been smiling a lot lately, when the sneeze started. He was right in the middle of the sneeze, with the serious look on his face, when he cracked a smile and the sneeze went away. Then the cooing started. It was so funny to watch and my description does not do it justice. So many of these moments I wish I could get on camera but he is already camera shy...like his dad.

K here they are

See if you can spot when I dress him and when Bren dressed him.....

This is how pumped he gets to go running.

He was talking about how he blends with the seat here....

He is so excited about his new shoes.

Here is that smile, usually seen after he has peed on you....

3 Months Already

So as you have noticed that all of the previous posts have been by Bren. I am now trying my hand at this blogging thing....closely supervised of course. Carson is now 3 months old and he just a hoot. He has been talking our ears off about anything that comes to his mind. It's funny that he went from not really enjoying his daily diaper changes to having a great time on the changing table. He gets on there and starts running and running and running. We should post a video of it.....someday. You can tell that we are great at keeping this thing updated. Another thing that he loves to do on the changing table is be naked...and pee on the closest person. He has great timing. Just when you think that you have waited long enough or you're done playing....he strikes. He waits to the last minute while you're rolling the edges of the diaper and BAM! urine all over your hand...then he smiles. It's as if he is playing tag but he didn't bother to tell you until you're it.

One of his favorite things now is to stand in our laps. He is getting quite good and his muscles are getting stronger every day. Don't think that I would trust him to hold a cup of tea but he is getting there. We got one of those Baby Einstein videos for him and he really likes it. He sits in his chair and yells at the tv.....a future sports fan I think. Its been great to watch him as we enter and leave the room. He used to just sit there in a pile but now we know he is watching for us. Also from what I have ready he can pick out our voices (note: I was just corrected on that last sentence :) love you wife). I meant that he hears us and then actually looks for us.

I went to work one night and passed him off to mom.....he was not happy that I was leaving. It was a good feeling, I can say that cause I didn't stick around for the screaming, to know that I am missed and not just a guy that he pees on from time to time. We have been trying to keep up with taking pitures because he is growing by the minute. Not sure where he is getting his height from....not mom, but he seems so long. Lets just say that he is not going to starve to death.....linebacker. So here are a few of our recent pictures. On a last note; I went fishing....wait....hiking with my dad last weekend and talked to Bren after we had hiked to the top of the world. She mention that he was not sleeping well that day and I passed the news to dad. His first comment was that the apple does not fall far from the tree. I scoffed at the notion that he was talking about me because I was an angel....of course I do know that every parent hopes that there kids have kids just like they were when they were kids. Ok there kids' kids....yeah I think I got that rigtht. Anyway, the pictures.

2 months old!

Carson is now 2 months and we just can't believe it. He's gotten so big! He had his 2 month checkup last Thursday and he is one healthy boy. He's in the 75% for height and weight! We're not sure where the height is coming from... we'll see how long that lasts. He also got 3 shots that day too.... he wasn't so happy with those but he did calm down quickly after he realized he was done getting poked. Poor little guy, that was hard watching him cry because he was in pain and we couldn't do anything about it but we sure cuddled him right after!

He is 'talking' so much now, it's like you can have tiny conversations with him, well I like to think so. I know there's so much more to come as the months go on but this is sure a fun start :) He is also smiling a lot and man is that adorable! Big gummy grins are so cute!

From Mommy, to Mom, to Mother

Real Mothers don't eat quiche; they don't have time to make it.
Real Mothers know that their kitchen utensils are probably in the sandbox.
Real Mothers often have sticky floors, filthy ovens and happy kids.
Real Mothers know that dried play dough doesn't come out of carpets.
Real Mothers don't want to know what the vacuum just sucked up.
Real Mothers sometimes ask 'Why me?' and get their answer when a little voice says, 'Because I love you best.'
Real Mothers know that a child's growth is not measured by height or years or grade... It is marked by the progression of Mommy to Mom to Mother...

The Images of Mother
4 YEARS OF AGE - My Mommy can do anything!
8 YEARS OF AGE - My Mom knows a lot! A whole lot!
12 YEARS OF AGE - My Mother doesn't really know quite everything.
14 YEARS OF AGE - Naturally, Mother doesn't know that, either.
16 YEARS OF AGE - Mother? She's hopelessly old-fashioned.
18 YEARS OF AGE - That old woman? She's way out of date!
25 YEARS OF AGE - Well, she might know a little bit about it!
35 YEARS OF AGE - Before we decide, let's get Mom's opinion.
45 YEARS OF AGE - Wonder what Mom would have thought about it?
65 YEARS OF AGE - Wish I could talk it over with Mom.

The beauty of a woman is not in the clothes she wears, the figure that she carries, or the way she combs her hair. The beauty of a woman must be seen from in her eyes, because that is the doorway to her heart, the place where love resides. The beauty of a woman is not in a facial mole, but true beauty in a woman is reflected in her soul. It is the caring that she lovingly gives, the passion that she shows, and the beauty of a woman with passing years only grows! Please send this to 5 Moms today. If you don't, nothing bad will happen, but if you do, something good will: You will boost a Mother's spirits.

Happy Mother’s Day!