Monday, July 30, 2007

I have a new word!


"GO!" I have to say, this one really comes in handy. When mom is taking her sweet time at Target, I can yell "go, go, go" to get her to hurry up. When she's in the back of the line at Stroller Strides... "go, go, go." When she's going way to slow in the fast lane... "go, go, go!" Mom thinks I sound pretty bossy when I'm yelling "go" at the top of my lungs. She's really hoping my next word is "please."

I'm posting some pictures of myself at the Splash Park. I LOVE the water. Dad was sad because he thinks I look like a big boy and I'm not his little baby anymore. I'm almost ONE for goodness sake, what does he expect? I can't wait to be one.

Love,

Weston

Thursday, July 26, 2007

Just a quick update...




Mom took me to the park today! She also got me something to chew on to alleviate my pain from teething... she calls them shoes. I don't understand why they have teethers that you strap onto your feet, but hey, whatever works. I had a blast at the park. I tried to eat some rocks, but mom wouldn't allow that. I never get to do anything...

Love,

Weston

Wednesday, July 25, 2007

I'm getting a puppy!


As most of you know, dad was a stay-at-home dad yesterday. Mom promised me that I could have a PUPPY if I behaved for dad. That's like asking a dog to bark, or a pig to oink, or Nana to "even out the brownies." Behaving like a little angel is my specialty, so of course I was good for dad. Mom hasn't mentioned the puppy again, but I can't wait to go to PetSmart this weekend.

Mom let me wear my swim suit to Stroller Strides today. I thought it was kind of odd, until I realized that she was going to let me go in the splash park after class. Boy, was it fun! Nana's upset that mom didn't take pictures (I can't say that I blame her). I think this means that I'll get to go to the splash park again on Friday. Mom promises to post pictures of me in my swim suit on Friday- you'll all be blown away by my buff physique. Today's picture is just a preview!

Mom also took me to Babies R Us today. If you haven't been, this place is a must-see! You cannot possibly imagine the fun things that can be found there. Mom didn't tell me this, but I have a suspicion that she was looking for my birthday present. Can you believe that we left that toy wonderland with just a bottle brush and a snack holder? No toys? Mom says she has no idea what to get me for my birthday. Is she losing her mind already? I saw plenty of things I would love to have. I think a "grandparent intervention" may be necessary...

Love,

Weston

Monday, July 23, 2007

Teething bites!


Mom got me some teething biscuits today. As the attached picture shows, teething biscuits are detrimental to my cuteness... but they sure do make my teeth feel better. The gunk hanging from my chin is squash. Needless to say, I went right from the high chair to the bath tub tonight!

Now you may want to sit down before I tell you this... I have some shocking news! Mom took me to Wal-Mart today! Oh, the horror! I guess she noticed my complaint about Target in a previous blog entry and decided a change of scenery would be good for me. I think I like Target better and I'm sure I'll be back there in a few days or so.

More shocking news... Mr. Mom, aka, Dad, will be taking care of me tomorrow so mom can go to work. Mom knows just enough to curb my trickery, so it'll be nice to have such a naive subject to tease and torment. I'm sure tomorrow's blog entry will detail all the wacky hijinx!

Love,

Weston

Sunday, July 22, 2007

No turning back

I think I've discovered that I like walking much more than crawling. Yes, crawling makes getting from here to there much easier, but no one claps and yells when I crawl. For some reason, when I take a couple dozen steps or so, mom and dad clap and yell "Yea, Weston." I never got that with crawling, so I've decided that walking is my preferred mode of transportation. Of course, if I need to quickly escape them, I will swiftly go to all fours; but if I need my ego inflated... walk! Now if I could just convince them to get me a bike.

My teeth hurt today. Mom says I'm incredibly cranky because I'm getting my molars in. Ouchy, ouch, ouch. Mom has no sympathy for me. I think I'm going to call Nana and ask her what mom was like when she was cutting her molars. I bet she was a crank, too! She's still a crank, sometimes, if you ask me. She must be getting some new teeth in.

Thanks everyone for reading my blog. Papa- please tell Nana that I love her and I hope she gets well soon so we can share some ice cream!

Love,

Weston

Saturday, July 21, 2007

I'm officially walking!


Just wanted to share the good news! I'm still a little wobbly, like a newborn foal, but I'm walking! I guess running is next! Yippee!

That's my only news for today!

Love,

Weston

Friday, July 20, 2007

I love Fridays


Today was a good day. I got to go to Stroller Strides this morning and see my new friend. I think I'm in love! There's a new girl in the class and I really enjoy my time with her. She's a bit older, though... thirteen months and I'm only ten months, but I don't care.

Mom thinks I'm in love with her because we're always talking to each other and exchanging goofy smiles during class. Plus, today I started babbling like she does. I must have her on my mind.

Today was also "Take Your Baby to Work Day." At least I'm assuming that's what it was because mom hauled me to her work today for an hour or so. She had a meeting and she got the go-ahead to bring me along. I didn't see ANY OTHER BABIES, so I made sure to show my sincere displeasure. Every time mom put me in the pack-n-play, I screamed and cried. I was even more wiggly than usual, too. Did the other mom's not get the memo?

After work, mom took me shopping at Target... again. I've been alive for a total of 312 days now, and I think I've been to Target at least 311 times!!! At least it was a different Target this time. I keep hoping that mom will forget to buckle me into the cart- doesn't she know that shopping is no fun when you have to stare at your mother the entire time. Note to self... when you are old enough to invent something, invent a shopping cart that allows the baby to face the opposite direction... you get to see much more that way!

I hope everyone has a great weekend. I know I will... unless I have to go to Target again... sheesh.

Love,

Weston

Thursday, July 19, 2007

Bleh!


Well, I got some not-so-good news today. Papa said that Nana was not going to be able to make her trip to TX to see me. Needless to say, I'm disappointed, so mom said she'd UPS me to NC for the week. I'm almost inclined to believe her, so keep a watch for the "man in brown." I miss you, Nana!

On a positive note- and momma's insisting that we stay positive- I got to eat some more mac-n-cheese this evening. I think I'm in love. It has my favorite ingredient... cheese, and it's just divine. I've attached a picture of me enjoying my new favorite meal. Mom's going to post a link to the recipe to share with everyone!

I also got to participate in Splash Day at Eva's. I just love the water and pretty soon I'll be perfecting my breast stroke.

Thanks to everyone for reading my blog. Mom says it's "cathartic." I have no idea what that means...

Love,

Weston

Wednesday, July 18, 2007

Say Cheese!

This is my first blog entry. My mom is pretty lame when it comes to writing things down and since I'm growing and changing everyday, I thought it would be nice to start my own blog... at least for her sake.

Today was pretty uneventful. I went to Stroller Strides this morning and to Eva's this afternoon. I've been taking a couple of steps here and there, so everyone's convinced that I'll be moving on to full-blown walking pretty soon. Really? Actually, I'm still partial to crawling and having my mom lug me around everywhere. Who needs to expend so much energy walking, when you can have someone CARRY you. It's much better than doing it yourself.

Everyone gets a kick out of hearing me say "cheese." I like the word, myself, but I wish mom and dad would QUIT SAYING "CHEESE" all the time just to get me to mimic them. Don't they know I have other words I enjoy saying, like "Hi Maya" and, well... that's about it. If I hear them say "cheese" one more time, they're getting some projectile cheese all over their fancy digs.

I did enjoy a sample of mom's homemade mac-n-cheese this evening, though. I can't wait to try more of mom's gourmet creations when I get a little older. Dad sure is lucky to have such a good cook in the house.

Thanks for reading my new blog. Stay tuned for more!

Love,

Weston