It's not easy, but it's fun... Beach September 2012

First, thank you all so much for your kind words on my last post.  I didn't really think anyone was going to judge me {at least not you sweet souls that read my blog} but I sure appreciate the kindness... and I'm thankful that I'm not alone in this waking/eating situation:)

Now, onto the beach.  We went a few weeks ago.  As you've probably experienced, everything about the beach is a little more difficult with young children... the packing, the driving, the eating, the sleeping, the photo sessions, etc.  We decided a couple of years ago that staying for a week helped justify all of this effort, and it's worked out pretty well.  We had a great time, and I can't wait to go again next year!

Here are a few million pictures from our time at the beach...

This is not really related to the beach, but I dread the time change!  I don't know what we are going to do when it's dark outside at 5:00.  We spend a lot of time outside.  Miller is MUCH happier outside- at least most of the time.

Finally, it's official.  Nothing in our house is safe.  She's everywhere.

And I do mean everywhere...


Time to Miller-proof the house!

Just life

Trent fell last Tuesday.  He cried a lot, but I figured he was just tired.  I couldn't even find a knot where he hit his head but iced a random spot as much as he'd let me.  Apparently, I was wrong.  He hit his eye.  These pictures were taken almost a week after the incident... but the day before his school pictures.  Fun stuff, huh?

Doesn't this last one look like some odd eye shadow?

Thankfully the injury didn't slow him down for long.  He was back in the dirt soon enough.

Little sister isn't scared to get dirty either.  She didn't mind crawling on concrete, but she eventually decided she'd give her knees a break.

Thank goodness she still falls back on her bottom after this move.  At seven months old, her favorite toy is anything that is in Trent's hand, which is a train 99% of the time.  She enjoys door stoppers, outlets, and cords of any kind.  She also still wakes up in the middle of the night.  YES SHE DOES.  At over 20 pounds, she still wakes up for a bottle.  And I give it to her.  It's probably not the right thing to do, but giving her a bottle keeps me up for about 12 minutes, because she goes right back to sleep afterwards... and I do too.  I fear that letting her cry it out in the middle of the night will result in less sleep for me and possibly even wake up Trent {who has a sound machine and is across the hall from her, but this girl can get LOUD.}  I'm going to try to work on this bad habit over Thanksgiving when I don't have to get up and go to work in the morning.  Please don't judge; an exhausted mama is not a happy mama.  And at this point in life, we are praising God that He gets us through each day; and most days are pretty good.  Count your blessings.  You'll feel blessed!

7 months

Miller was 7 months old yesterday.  Her 7-month pictures were super hard, because she decided to start crawling two days ago.  God bless me us.  She pushes herself up to a sitting position, and then she goes... not very fast or very far... but I know it's only a matter of time before the house is destroyed she's completely mobile.  She only tumbled out of the chair once during the photo shoot, and I managed to reach her before she hit the floor.  That explains the lack of terrific chair pictures:)

She was much happier on the floor.

Big brother didn't understand her issue with the chair.  He said, "Let me take a picture with Teddy mama."  {Teddy is actually his bear, and he's unamused that Miller uses him for her monthly pictures.}  He nailed it on the first shot.  {Yes, those are rain boots-- in the house.  At least it actually rained yesterday, since rain is not a criteria for him wearing the boots!}

I don't want to speak too soon, but it appears Miller's reflux is FINALLY getting better.  She's actually worn the same outfit all day for the past few days.  Woohoo!!
She had her first ear infections {yes, both ears-- not big fun} while we were at the beach last week.  We visited the Emerald Coast Urgent Care for the second time {Trent had an ear infection at the beach a few years ago.}  She weighed 20.5 pounds, and she's on Amoxicillin for 10 days.  She already seems to be feeling better.  Happy 7 months baby Miller!!

PicMonkey

I am a little behind, but I just discovered PicMonkey, and I love it!

Here are my Miller collages...

I am working on some of Trent too, but these days he likes to tell me, "Mama, that's enough!" before I get a good one.

Game Day

Game faces on...

Now say "Roll Tide!"

Now Miller, you are Bama, and Trent pretend you are Michigan...

Elephant print bloomers + chunky thighs = SMILE

I need to take her out more.

Last night I took Miller to Publix, and she got to ride shotgun in the buggy for the first time.  Saying she liked it would be an understatement.  She smiled at everyone and bounced up and down most of the time {which was a pretty long time, since we walked around for an extra 10-15 minutes because she was so happy.}  The closer people got to her, the bigger she smiled.  She even laughed when the guy that bagged our groceries told her he liked her hair {I also laughed, because he had spiked hair too!}  Here are a few pictures I took with my phone... 

We might be spending a lot of nights at Publix, since she isn't nearly this happy at home!

I took some pictures tonight...

This tricycle has been worth every dime we spent on it.  I'm seriously thinking about getting another one just like it, because he LOVES it.

He did not love it when he tried to pick a rose and got stuck by a thorn.

But one camo band-aid later, we were back in the games.

Of course little sister was there too, trying to escape the rocker.  And the humidity made her hair lay down!