Walking….with help

Weekend before last my parents drove down to visit for the day.  As a Valentine’s Day present, they brought Trevor a walker toy that will convert to a ride-on once he gets a bit bigger.  At first he just played with the activity toys that are attached to it, but by the end of the week he had started actually walking behind it. 

Countdowns

The past several weeks Shane and I have been starting to make arrangements and plans for all of the exciting stuff that we have going on this year.  And because the two of us always need just a little more motivation…..

As of today, March 1:

18 days till Liz and Daryl arrive from Iowa

21 days until Trevor’s First Birthday

34 days until Trevor and I roadtrip to Connecticut

143 days until we all travel to Iowa for Liz and Daryl’s wedding

151 days until our Kure Beach vacation

what a marathon!!! but none of it can get here soon enough!

Happy Mardi Gras!

Fat Tuesday is here!  (Which means Lent starts tomorrow and my life goes into warp-speed as we sprint towards Holy Week and Triduum….)  Since today is supposed to be a day of indulging yourself before Lent begins, feel free to indulge in some amazing pictures of Trevor at 6 months courtesy of  our friend Dana.  www.danaduncanphotography.com/blog 

Now that my bragging is over….Trevor and I are off to work…dressed for Mardi Gras.  Why you ask?  Well, last year, this was the rest of the parish staff:

 

This year, I refuse to be the only one wearing all black and lacking in the beads department……

The End is Near…

Trevor has started to pull up to standing on a regular basis…I fear that walking is really right around the corner.  He isn’t cruising on the furniture yet, he is still happy pulling up one place, falling down on his bum, crawling to another place, pulling up and then repeating.  All that I can handle, but walking scares me out of my mind…..I know the solution is “gates gates gates..” and I have those, (my two “lovely” dogs, remember)…but still….I am just going to be thankful that we have a ranch style house (i.e. no stairs, and no way to make a circle through the entire place—my poor mother when she was raising Chris and I—)

Snowed In Art Project

Once day two of being snowed in hit, the cabin fever was starting to set in for all three of us.  To change it up a bit, we pulled out some paper and crayons and let Trevor have a go at his first art project. 

Winter Storm 2010

So the Hampton Roads weathermen finally got it right—we got snow!! And tons of it!

Saturday morning we woke up to snow covering everything.  At that point, around 8am we had about 3 inches.  It was so pretty outside!  We let the dogs go out first to enjoy the snow and spent a good part of the morning doing things around the house and playing.  After Trevor got up from his morning nap we all bundled up and headed outside to play for a bit.  Truth be told, we spent more time getting dressed and undressed than we actually spent outside.

 

Today once Trevor got up from his afternoon nap, we ventured out again.  Since the show wasn’t blowing into his face, Trevor spent a bit more time outside today and really played in the snow.  He attempted to crawl for a bit, but being all bundled up made it hard for him to get around…and eventually he face planted in the snow.  Surprisingly he didn’t get upset or mad with the cold snow on his face. 

Playtime and Park-time

In addition to all the work that got done around here this weekend, we also did some fun stuff!

Saturday night, our friends Laura and Mike came over for dinner with their adorable daughter Caylee.  Trevor and Caylee had a great time playing once they warmed up to each other.  Once the kiddos went to sleep, the four of us hung out and played games.  It was a really great night!

Sunday was an absolutely beautiful day!  The temperatures were close to 70 degrees, so once I got home from work, I insisted that we pack up and head to the park.  We drove over to Bennett’s Creek park and spent some time with Trevor on the playground.  Shane and I took him down the slide a few times, and he didn’t know what to make of that, but he LOVED the swings.