Where did time go?

I can't beleive it's already December. Our christmas tree is up and so very interesting when the lights are on. I can pull myself up and cruise around furniture. I know to run to mommy when Daddy is going to get me. She's a really great protector, and I know she'll help me to get daddy back. I love to torture our cats. Especially Mia. She's my favorite, and the most patient with me, most of the time. Chloe is a scaredy cat, but I still like her.

I was really not feeling well the later part of November including Thanksgiving so I stayed at home with mommy and daddy. We didn't do anything. They weren't feeling well either. On Friday after thanksgiving (Novemver 24) I took my first steps. I took five steps before falling down. You still couldn't call what I do "walking" per say but I do like to try. It's just that crawling is so much faster.

We learned last week that my brothers are probably going to move to Tenesee. That's a hard thing to deal with. I love them very much and if they move, I'm going to miss them sooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo much.

Theres going to be a lot going on in the next few weeks. I have a friends b-day party that I will be going to soon and then christmas and my very own b-day party.

Mom says she can't beleive I'm going to be one. I can't beleive how much she cries over that. Didn't she know I was going to grow up? I guess not. She keeps telling me to stay little but I don't think that that is going to happen anytime soon. I'm already in 12 month clothes, and practically 18 month clothes for length. It's just my weight that's holding me back. Mommy stays I'm still a string bean. But I think she kind of likes it because it means that she doesn't have to lug a 25 pound baby everywhere. I am beginning to catch up though. I think I might even be 20 pounds now.

I've got eight teeth now and chew absolutely everything in sight. Including mommy and daddy's arms legs, and sometimes even feet. I like feet. I do not know why.

I was bugs bunny for Halloween. I had a lot of fun going around the mall and seeing all the other kids dressed up. I didn't cry at all. I chewed happily on the candy wrappers of the candy I got, and even mangaged to get one of them opened. That was fun. Sweet tarts. Now what I cannot understand is why they call them sweet tarts when they're so sour?

Mom promises pics soon but for right now she's so busy.

Nothing but trouble

Thats me to the "tee" I am trouble. I'm pulling myself up on furniture and pulling everything else off. At my nine month appointment I was 29.5 inches and 18.4 pounds, so I'm still too skinny for my height but no one seems to think it's a problem, especially mama and Nana when they are toting me around in their arms. I still don't have much hair, although it's beginning to come in thicker and longer on top. I'm kind of jealous of all the other babies with hair.

And I'm EIGHT MONTHS OLD

Boy does that sound old or what? Maybe not to everyone else but to mama it seems so old. She says I'll always be her little baby. I've got news for her. I'm not so little. I don't know how much I weigh but I'm taller than I was and I'm growing. Mom's moved me officially into my big boy car seat. So no more convertible car seats for us. Yay. It really is so much more comfortalbe. I'm crawling everywhere and every day it gets a little bit easier. I stick everything I can find into my mouth, which drives mom and dad crazy but hey I'm a cute baby and it'w what I do best.
Audrey's birthday party was a lot of fun. I had my first taste of birthday cake. That stuff is pretty good. I think I'm going to like birthday parties.
And now my newest friend has been born. Miss Emily Grace. Hi Emily. I can't wait to meet you and pull your hair when you get older.

Seven months and mobile

Well it's official. I'm a crawler. I'm still a little bit slow at it, but I'm gonna get it. Mostly I'm a reacher. I'll get down on my belly and STRECHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH to try and reach whatever it is that I want. Theres a lot of interesting things out there to get. Moms shoes, a candy wrapper, socks, bibs..... you name it I'm after it. My new favorite toy is actually a shoe box. Why not? It makes a great drum.

I turned seven months on August 2 and I'm growing way to rapidly for my own good, or at least that's what mom keeps telling me. I'm still just as skinny as I ever was, but I'm long. Thats why in most my pictures you'll notice overalls. They're the only thing we can find that fit okay. I'm attempting to speak. I say Nana, Mama, and Dada, occasionally but I get confused and end up saying Nama or Dama. Nobody understands what I'm trying to say other than you people and my mom of course when we're busy typing this. When she's not typing, the magical ability to understand me just vanishes into thin air and she asks me the most ridiculous questions that have absolutely nothing to do with what I'm trying to tell her. Thats the way everyone is. It's no wonder I sleep so long at night. Trying to talk to these people is EXHAUSTING.

We're going to one of my friends birthday parties on Saturday. It's her first birthday. I want her present, but mommy says not until christmas or my birthday. I can't wait. Mommy and Daddy can. They keep telling me that I'm growing up too fast. I can't help it. They fed me lots of nutritious food and before I knew it, I was tall. The doctor and nurses say I'm going to be tall. Mom hope so. She says just not too soon.

Well thats about it for tonight. It's 9:30 and I've got to go to bed. I'm exhausted. So goonight everyone. I hope to see you soon.

Love, Patrick

Pictures

This is gonna be a really short blog. I'm just saying that in advance. Mostly I just came on to log in pictures. I'll try to post more as time goes on. Moms just really busy.

What a month

So I'm six whole months now and longer than I should be. Mom sometimes wishes I was still an itty bitty baby but she loves the fact that most of the time I sleep through the night. We all have our bad nights, babies or grown ups.
My great grandpa died last month. That was really hard on my mom. She says he was the strongest man she's ever known. He loved me so much. Even in the last few days he was alive when he couldn't sit up on his own or eat or drink anything, he managed to smile when he saw me. Moms very glad he got a chance to know me, and even though I'll never really remember him, I'm still glad I got a chance to meet him.
I had my first fourth of July. BBQ is good stuff. I hung out with my friend Justus and mom tried to pass me off to people but I am beginning to really become introverted unless its someone I know really well so I pretty much stuck very close to my parents. People I don't know scare me. Moms hoping I'll outgrow that stage soon, just as long as I don't outgrow my clothes. My 3-6 months are all too short for me now. I have no choice but to wear big long clothes. Most of them are too long for me, but thats okay because its summer and I can get away with shorts. That is if we could find shorts to fit me. I've got this problem. Mom calls it a string bean issue. She says I'm just too long and too skinny. All my pants fall off of me except for overalls.
Anyways, back to the fourth of July. The weather was hot. Very hot. I like it much cooler than that. Eighty degrees is good, but it didn't cool down to eighty degrees until about 9:30 that night. I loved the fireworks. Those are very pretty and very bright, especially for blue eyed boys like me, but I didn't like those noises. When I grow up maybe I'll make a firecracker thats bright and colorful but quiet.
Mom promises that pics will be posted soon but for right now, she's really busy trying to get other stuff accompished.

Love always, Patrick.

I like Carrots

I like Carrots A WHOLE LOT. They're good. Mommy says they're good for me. I don't care. As long as she keeps feeding me. I'm soooo hungry all the time.
I've got the beginnings of a tooth coming in. I remember teeth. The easter bunny had them. I just hope my teeth don't look like his. Mom's hoping so too.
We've also tried squash. I'm not crazy about it but it works. It's better than plain cereal. I was getting tired of that.
I almost am to the point where I hate taking a bottle. Mom says its imortant for me to still get that milk, but I don't see the point. As long as there is some in the cereal, then what's the big deal? I don't get it, but I don't get a lot of things.

I'm five whole months now and long as long can be. I'm almost into 6-9 month sleepers and pants because of the length, but as far as things around my waist go, well I'm still able to wear 0-3's. Mom thinks thats fine with her. She says I'm growing up to much and tells me to slow down, but I don't want to. I can't wait to be a grown up or at least as tall as my brothers are.

Mothers day.

I had my first mothers day yesterday. Mommy cried when she saw the card I got her. We went over to Nana's house and had Rigatoni's for dinner, well they did. I had cereal. Cereal is fun. I like it very much, and I like to make royal messes of it. I stuff my fingers in my mouth, I grab the spoon and try to feed myself, although more often than not, the food ends up everywhere but my mouth.

I found them...

I found my feet this weekend. I knew they were there all along, but I finally figured out how to stick them in my mouth. Mmmmmm.... Yummy. This makes something new to suck on.

In other news, I love my teddy bear. If I refuse to calm down, mom places the bear on my lap and I'm generally a happy camper. His fur tastes super good and he's soft. Another added bonus, he understands everything I tell him. Mom and Dad don't even do that, but they're learning. Unforutnately bear doesn't say much back to me.

I have my four month old appointment tomorrow. I am not looking forward to it. I hate the shots, but I think mom dreads them even more. I can't beleive how fast time flies. I just got my two month appointment. It can't be time to go back already.

Whew, I've been busy

I've been sooo busy you wouldn't beleive. I'm now 3 and a half months old. I'm a studmuffin and growing faster than mommy would like. I wear a size 3-6 months even though I'm skinny enough to still wear 0-3 months. I'm just all length. Mom says all my formula must just go straight from my mouth to my legs and just stretch me longer.
Mom started working again on April 2. She works 3 days a week. I miss her like crazy and when she comes home I give her the worlds biggest smile, but at the same time, I love spending time with my aunties and Nana and Papa. They all love me. They can't help it.
Lets see, since I came on here last, I went to a football exhibition and I had my first easter, well first holiday really.
Lets start with the football fanfest. It was soooo cool. I loved it. I sat there and watched it and didn't make a sound. I got my picture taken with the cheerleaders, which is why I say earlier, I'm a studmuffin. I can't help it. They adored me. Mom wants to get all the cheerleaders in a picture with me. Dad can't help but laugh. Normally she gets really mad when he takes pics of cheerleaders, but I guess if I'm in the picture, its a completely different story.
Easter was so much fun. I got held. Lots and lots and lots of holding. No one dared to put me down, that is except when we were switching houses and I had to go in my carseat. I got three easter baskets. One from my Grandma Sandy and two from my Nana. I didn't get candy because I'm not old enough for it yet, but I did get a lot of fun stuff.

Okay, now go look at my pics, and I'll try to come back on and post more often. Mom's a busy lady and I just can't quite spell yet.
Love to everyone, Patrick Ryan.

Patricks pics

I'm too excited to sleep.

I've decided today to be a cranky miserable baby, but only if I don't get my way. I don't want to sleep. I'm having too much fun staying awake. Mom has tried everything from holding and rocking me to putting me on my stomach to even trying to (god forbid) crying it out. It's not working and its driving her insane, but thats what babies do best. We looked at the fish outside at Nana and Papa's house today. They have a pond with goldfish. I was entranced by them. I was good for that period but then mom brought me back inside because she didn't want me to get sunburned and I've been cranky ever since. I have taken a few naps, but they don't add up to much. Mom just wants me to sleep for an hour. I don't think its going to happen. Not any time soon.

Auntie Andrea came over today for a while to play with me. Mom gave me a bath and got me all dressed up and ready to go to her office and then I pooped all over my nice clean white pants. Thats what mom gets for trying to put me in white pants. Haha. Serves her right. We went to moms office and I was not exactly well behaved. I cried a lot. Something is bothering me I just can't figure out how to say it in grown up language.

Easter is coming in two weeks. I'm not exactly sure what this easter business is. I'm not even three months old yet. There's sooo much to learn. Mom says shes going to dress me up in my easter outfit and take a picture with a bunny. What's a bunny? All I know is we went to Target this morning to get some candy for my older brothers.

I wish I could have some of that candy but for right now, formula is good. I'm growing taller by the day so there must be something to this formula business. Mom says I'm her non-green string bean. I don't quite know what that means, but I smile everytime she calls me that. I like the way it rhymes.

We are beginning to read more books. I like Mother Goose rhymes a lot. They're so much fun. The other day we read "because a little bug went a-choo" Mom says it was one of her favorites when she was a little girl. I didn't know mom ever was a little girl. It's kind of weird to think of her like that.

I hung out with my best friends last night. Justus and Audrey are a few months older than me, three and four months to be precise but it doesn't matter to us. We have a lot of fun together. I'm beginnig to notice them as much as they notice me. Justus and I were playing grab the hands last night. Mom and Vince (Justus's dad) just laughed at us. Hey, its fun being two and a half months old. I'm learning more things every day.

Baby Quotes

"When the first baby laughed for the first time, the laugh broke into a thousand pieces and they all went skipping about, and that was the beginning of fairies. And now when every new baby is born its first laugh becomes a fairy. So there ought to be."

"A baby is an angel whose wings decrease as his legs increase."

“ A baby will make love stronger, days shorter, nights longer, bankroll smaller, home happier, clothes shabbier, the past forgotten and the future worth living for.”

"Babies are such a nice way to start people.”

"Every tear from every eye / Becomes a babe in Eternity”

"Sweet Babe, in thy face Soft Desires I can trace, secret joys and secret smiles. Little pretty infant Wiles"

“The difference between men and women is that, if given the choice between saving the life of an infant or catching a fly ball, a woman will automatically choose to save the infant, without even considering if there's a man on base.”

I've got it!!!

That is to say my toy. Yesterday I picked up one of my toys for the first time. "Big deal" you say, well my mom thinks it is, so there. :p In other news, I am exactly 11 weeks old today. I know its no big deal, but I'm happy and growing. I started sleeping through the night last week, but last night I decided that all of a sudden, 3 a.m. was a good time to get fed. So dad got up and fed me and put me back to sleep, not that I was ready for that. Then I woke up at 5 a.m. and decided that my parents, in particular, my mom, should come play with me. I was sooo happy. She wasn't. Mommy and daddy are tired today. They're hoping I'll eat around 9:30 tonight and sleep through till 5:30 or 6:30 like I have been the last week. We'll see. As they're learning, life is never predictable with a baby. You can put me in a routine, but a routine and schedule are two entirely different things. Well I'm off to go take a nap now. It's 11:15 and I'm tired.

Welcome to our World

Wow, what a journey. On April 29, 2006 my mom found out she was pregnant with me. She didn't beleive it at first. She took three home pregnancy tests and called my dad. He was visiting my Papa Rick in Nevada. She wouldn't tell him what was up over the phone, but she told him that she really needed to talk to him. He knew she was either pregnant or wanted a divorce. Good thing she didn't want that divorce.
I made my mom so sick every morning for the first trimester and for a lot of the third trimester, but at least she knew I was strong.
January 1, 2007 I announced that it was time for me to come. I was so tired of being stuck inside all the time and I made it very clear to mom that I was coming ready or not. So off my parents went to the hospital. Mom pushed for three hours to no avail. I tried coming out but mom's body wasn't having it. Finally the doctor decided that since my heartbeat was flailing she'd better do a c-section, so at 3:07 a.m. on January 2, 2007, I made my way into this great big world. My mom and dad fell in love with me immediately. Everyone announced that I was adorable and perfect. My parents confirmed that my name was to be Patrick (up until this point, they weren't positive on anything, other than the fact that I was a boy) and decided that Ryan would be a good middle name. So Patrick Ryan I became. I was 20 3/4 inches long and 6 lbs 10 oz.
So now I'm going to be 11 weeks old tomorrow and mom and dad, as much as they love me now, wish I was still just as little. I'm a lot longer now. Almost two inches longer and about three and a half to four pounds heavier. I'm holding my head up and smiling. I talk constantly and I love to kick. Aunt Andrea is hoping I'll be a soccer player. She's already said that she'll be coaching my team later on if I decided to play.
I've got two big brothers who love me sooo much and a nana, a papa, a grandpapa, a Papa Rick, a grandma, a granny, a gram and more aunts and uncles than I can count. They all love me though. Everyone loves me.
Oh and in case you haven't guessed, my mom is typing this. I'm not too good at the keyboard yet. I will be though. I'll be good at a lot of things. Right now I'm just good at smiling and making mommy and daddy laugh at me.
Well thats it for right now, but I'll be back later to post more and let you all know what I'm up too. I'll see you later.