This week, the weather was absolutely beautiful. As soon as Trevor and I got home from work on Tuesday, we headed outside. The front porch of our house ended up being a perfect little built in play yard for Trevor so Shane and I could get some work done in the front flower beds. While Trevor played, we pulled all the old, faded cheap-o mulch out and bagged it and then moved some rose bushes around. Of course, Trevor cruised his way up and down the rails of the porch supervising us.
This weekend we had a busy Saturday…but not the bad kind of busy, the good, event-filled kind.
We all woke up around 7 and Shane cooked us our regular Saturday breakfast. Trevor LOVES when daddy cooks, mostly because that means he gets to eat pancakes, and it is nice that I can relax a little bit. After breakfast, we played for a bit and then thankfully got Trevor to go down for a morning nap.
After a morning nap, we took Trevor to the library downtown for Babygarten. It was tons of fun! There were about 20 kids there from about 3 months old to 18 months. They went through a bunch of rhymes and songs, read a book and then let all of the kids have free-play for the remainder of the hour. It was really nice for Trevor to have playtime with other kids, and we can’t wait to go back again this Saturday.
Once we got home, we had lunch and put Trevor down for a nap. While he slept, Shane and I worked on the backyard getting more brush ready to get picked up with the trash on Monday morning. Just when we thought we were going to call it quits with getting stuff done for the day, Mandy texted me to let me know that Target was having an amazing sale on the carseat that we had our eye on……of course, I saw this as a perfect opportunity to drive up to the new Peninsula Town Center to go to the Target there. It was AMAZING! We got Trevor’s carseat and then headed home to make dinner and install it into my car. We pulled out our grill and fired it up for the first time in forever and got everything taken care of before we headed to bed for a long day of work and duty on Sunday.
A few photos of Trevor from the last couple of weeks:
ok, so i know this isn’t the most attractive picture ever of Trevor, but right before I snapped this Shane was making fun of me for being ‘that mom’ that takes pictures of her child in the middle of a store….this is the look that he gave to shane—I 100% think that he was thinking “lay off of my mommy!”
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. 
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!
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……
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—)
