Monthly Archives: May 2011

Zoe Grace, 10 months

**Sidenote: Because I was out running around town today we didn’t get to do a whole photo shoot. The pictures are random pictures from my phone…so, they’re not the best quality. We’ll get that photo shoot in later this week {hopefully}**

My darling Zoebear…you’re 10 months old today. Two months shy of your first birthday. It used to feel so far away and now it’s just right around the corner. What am I going to do? Cry, more than likely. But, that’s not today…that’s two months away, so, for right now, we’re going to celebrate 10 months!


This has been a CRAZY month for you developmentally. The craziest yet! In the span of 1 week you started: crawling, blowing kisses on a regular basis, saying goodbye every time you left somewhere, signing back to me “more” and “all done”, pulling up on EVERYTHING, cruising around the furniture, choosing which book you wanted to read, choosing which food you wanted to eat, you ate your first full table food meal, and dancing. Did you catch all that? That was just in ONE WEEK. Our heads were spinning, your Daddy and I couldn’t keep up with you. It was like we started that week with one baby and we ended it with a completely different one.

{You now escape diaper changes}

The rest of the month has been spent finessing those new talents. It’s been so fun to watch!


Another development that started this month is that you started becoming afraid. It doesn’t happen all the time, mostly it’s in new situations. For instance, when we went to the condo and we took you swimming. I swear you acted like you were going to drown for the first 20 minutes. It’s not that you don’t return to your normal adventurous self, it’s just that it takes you a little bit. I’ve also noticed that you’re a little bit more leery of strangers. You prefer your Daddy or me, and sometimes, it’s just me. That’s a new one to get used to. For 9 1/2 months you went to anybody and everybody, no questions asked. Now, you cling to my shirt as if your life depended on it, turning your whole body into me and looking at the person with panic in your eyes. Don’t worry, I seldom make you do anything that you don’t want to do. Another twist to our norm is that even when you willingly go to somebody you have a much shorter limit than before, especially if you can see me. When you can see me, you might go to them to say “hi”, but that’s about it…you want back in my arms.


Let’s talk stats. We’re hanging out at 4 teeth, 2 on top and 2 on bottom….BUT, you have 2 more on the bottom beginning the cutting process. I mean this with every ounce of sincerity I possess…teething is from the devil. You weigh 18 1/2 lbs, and I think that you’re 29 inches long. However long you are, you’re in the 95th percentile for height. When you wear shoes you’re a size 2, but let’s be honest, you almost never wear shoes. You hate them. When I pull them out of the drawer you start curling your toes up. Funny girl. You have to start wearing them now though, because you’re standing, cruising, and crawling… and you’re just weeks away from walking, so shoes are a must. Oh Zoe, I’m praying that you don’t start walking for a while. I know that’s not going to happen, but a mom can hope…can’t she? And, if you could, can you please wait until both your Daddy and I are with you to take your first step? That would be awesome.


I think, hands down, my very favorite new development is your babble. Oh honey…you are the cutest baby on the face of the entire planet, especially when you babble. We catch you talking to everything…the dogs, your pacifier, my wallet, your reflection, and nothing at all. But, my very very very favorite, is when you babble to protest. You believe that you’re talking, you really do, and it’s the funniest thing ever. You protest when you have to get your diaper changed and you don’t want to, or if you know that bedtime is coming. You protest if your Daddy takes too long to change you. It comes out a series of “babababa’s” but your pitch goes up and down and it honestly sounds like you’re having a conversation. I’ve tucked these little protests deep down in my heart and my memory, so one day down the road…when you’re a teenager and you’re sassing me at every turn, I can think back…and my soul will sigh a deep sigh and I will smile a smile that only a mother knows.


You are my world and I love you to pieces.


A list on steriods

Because I asked so nicely yesterday…we’re going to talk about Nate for just a second. I promise, only a second… I have other stuff I want to tell you about today.

Nate. First of all…how stinking cute is he? Second, he was in the Surprise Oprah thing that they did and this is what he said, “Your house should tell the story about who you are and where you’re going.” I almost laughed when he said that….but I don’t think he was joking. The story that my house tells is 1) not a story about who I am, and 2) the most random, hodge podge story you ever read. I have high aspirations for the next house that we live in. I’ve never had a legit house to decorate. I was the epitome of a college student before marry Brad and all my furniture was either given to me, or cost about $20 at Walmart. If it cost $20. See, here’s the deal…I’m ridiculously cheap. RIDICULOUSLY cheap. I don’t understand what normal things cost because more than likely I would NEVER spend that kind of money on it, or I’m just always looking at clearance racks. For instance, the other day I was reading a blog and the author did this room reveal of her little boy’s toddler room. Holy Crap. That room literally cost a couple thousand dollars easy. The shelves in the room are these beautiful cafe style shelves from this company called Ballard Designs. Having never heard of Ballard Designs, and being nosy, I looked up the shelves online. They cost MINIMUM $140 a piece FOR THE SMALL ONES {a couple feet long} and she had 3! THREE!!!!!! Don’t get me wrong. I’m more jealous than anything…the room is absolutely beautiful, it’s custom done. Custom bedding, custom artwork, custom cubicle shelving….it’s ridiculously great. It tells a story. A story which will never be told in my house because I cringe at spending $20 on shelves at Target. But, just so you have advance notice. One day, when Brad and I are out of this house, you’re going to be reading a lot of blogs about decorating….because I’m going to be decorating my little heart out…cheaply.

Up next, let’s talk about my family. I am the second oldest of 5 kids. I have 2 lovely parents. I grew up in the country. None of these details are really relevant at all to the story that I’m about to tell you. Yesterday I got a text from my sister that said, “Hey. What are you doing? Do you want to do anything? I said, “Sure. What do you have in mind?” The text I got back was, “Take the dogs to the dog park? Exercise? Plan Zoe’s first birhtday party? Go wedding dress shopping? Game night?” Um…sweetie, you’re going to have to narrow that one down. We decided that we would go to Sonny’s BBQ b/c we had a coupon. I told her we would be there in 30 minutes and she said that she would leave in a few. {I’m going to add that at the time of this text it’s 5:40pm…so, think hungry crying baby in the backseat}. We pull into Sonny’s 27 minutes after I sent that text. My sister? She had just left….she lives on the OTHER SIDE OF TOWN. And then she decided to stop at the bank. And then she got lost. Jessica lives by her own clock. We all just live around it. Seriously though, if we’ve planned something with my family I immediately make it 1 – 1 1/2 hours later in my head…and sometimes that’s not even enough.

{Trying to explain to Zoe where her aunt Jess is}
{This one needs no explanation}
{My sanity…Diet Coke}
{The lady of the hour}
{Zoe’s happy to see her aunt Jess}

So, that was fun.

We’ve picked the location of Zoe’s first birthday party. It’s this park pretty close to our house. We go for walks there in the evenings. The upside is that it’s beautiful. The downside is that there’s no table, chairs, or running water…so we’re going to have to bring everything in. Here’s some pictures from our latest walk. I’m standing in the same place and just looking in different directions.


It’s going to be awesome. Hopefully.

This morning Brad was taken out by 2 of our animals. The first time Mr. Darcy was running out of the nursery, Brad was in the hallway, he tried to get out of Mr. Darcy’s way and tripped over his feet. I couldn’t stop laughing. The we were in our room and Brad was backing up…except Hemmingway was standing directly behind him. He managed to not swear and I laughed hysterically. We escaped our personal zoo to go to Jacksonville’s. I’m planning on doing a whole post on this…but here’s a few pictures just for fun.

{Brad’s arch-enemy…the ostrich}
{Taking a little break from the heat}
{My favorite people on the planet}
{On the African loop there’s a few trees FULL of nesting birds! So cool}

And finally….I figured out how to sync my phone with my computer. It took me 1 1/2 hours. Are you KIDDING me? I am sooooooo not a techie kind of person, but neither is Brad…so I have to be. Bleh. AND…bonus, I took screen shots of the process. Well, only part of the process. About halfway through I figured out how to do it. That was a whole 10 minutes all on it’s own. But, wait! That’s not all…

{I figured out how to get the videos off my phone ONTO my computer and then UPLOADED to YouTube.}
sync 8
{This screen was supposed to help…but didn’t}
sync 2
{Somehow I ended up here. How? I have no idea. But I did.}
sync 1
{This is where you see that I named my phone Beauregard. And apparently that my phone and computer have been synced. My pictures are on my computer. No clue where}
sync 3
{Google. How to… Hitting buttons. searching, searching, searching. Do not see my pictures on my computer}
sync 5
{I see them in my “collection” but not my computer}
sync 4
{But, then…I see this folder that says “From Beauregard” in My Pictures. I click on it.}
sync 6
{I rejoice}
sync 7

Ta-da!!!! I’m one happy girl! One of these days I’m going to understand this stuff…

And that’s it folks. There’s my list on steroids. Have a fantastic weekend! By the way, what are you doing on this delightful holiday weekend?