3 months

Owen is such a happy, strong and mellow baby!

He loves to be snuggled and has started to "talk" in a big way! It is so fun to hear his little voice. He also loves to laugh and smile.

He is growing like a weed and wearing 3-6 month clothes. In fact I had put him in a 3 month shirt the other day and it was a midriff on him and his little arms stick out giving the impression that his shirts are 3/4 length! So I sadly packed away his little outfits :( although I do enjoy seeing him in the same things Carson wore.



We all enjoy holding him; both kids included Carson will just do it for an extended period of time!

Who Knew?

When we were young, we were the best of friends.
Sorry the picture has damage but it was a fun one so I used it anyways.

In the picture I was 14 about to start high school and she was 15 anxiously awaiting getting her driving permit. Back in the day we would share secrets, speak in English accents just for the fun of it and daydream for hours trying to plan our futures complete with lists of qualities of potential husbands, baby name lists and careers. We would even stuff basketballs under our shirts to see what we would look like pregnant!

Fast forward many years through high school, a few "scrubs," college, both of our weddings and a kid for me two weeks before her wedding.

Today we are both pregnant and due within four weeks of each other and she just found out that she is having a GIRL too!
I couldn't be happier for her.

How couldn't you love him?

These pictures have almost nothing to do with the post but this is Carson first thing in the morning, bright and bushy tailed, now if only he wouldn't eat like a bird!

Andrew has gone fishing with his Dad in the big sky state of Montana for a whole week! Before he left I had one request, please set up Carson's big boy bed! Carson is such a great son (almost always) and I think he is ready...or maybe I am just ready for him to be in a big boy bed so we are in transition stage.

When I was getting ready to wash Carson's sheets for the first time prior to making his bed he got so excited when he saw then. He ran over to where I was and pulled the sheets out of my hands and laid them onto the hallway floor. He then proceeded to lay down on them...for awhile...weird but kind of cute! So far so good I thought.

I really want him in his bed before summer is over but it we'll see. You see he is not only getting a new bed but a new room-not my idea but whatever.

The wrought iron bed itself was hand-made by Andrew's Uncle Richard, what talent-I LOVE it! I spy Carson's head...

Anyways, I got the crazy idea that I could have him "bed-trained" during the week Andrew was gone. Fortunatley, we had a trial run before he left on his trip and I stupendously underestimated how much that boy moves in his sleep.

First time in his bed...and little slugger too. Andrew and I were so excited we took a few pictures and just watched him sleep like we did right after he was born and then we realized that we were being total nerds and let him sleep without a flash.

Love the tan lines.

He fell off the bed the first time at 10pm...got him back into bed. 5am rolls around and I hear him crying through the monitor so I sprint-literally into his room. I can hear him, but I can't see him ANYWHERE. Granted it was dark, but still he was nowhere to be found. I checked both sides of the bed and then I realize that he not only had fallen off the bed but had also rolled under it! Let's just say he hasn't slept in his bed since and I have slept better knowing that he is caged in...is that bad?!

Experienced parents out there, any tips for the amatuers?