Monday, December 13, 2010

It's the Most Wonderful Time of the Year....

We had a quiet Thanksgiving.  Just me, the Hubby, the Bobbers and the Grammy.



I think I overcooked a little.  Like I thought I was going to have unexpected visitors at my front door that day.  Ha! On the menu:  Turkey, Stuffing, Gravy, Calico Squash Casserole, Sweet Potatoes, Mashed Potatoes, Rolls, Homemade Cranberry Chutney, Cranberry Sauce and Candied Corn.

Thanksgiving is cool and all that jazz, but the real holiday in this house is the day after.  That's right folks, I'm talkin' about Black Friday. We were out the door with baby in tow at 3:40.  This year, we decided to give most everyone pictures for Christmas, so we didn't really have many "missions" this time around.  Unless you count getting huge value boxes of diapers at 5 AM from Babies R Us.  $10 per box, people.  That's a bargain!

Last Sunday, Samantha got baptized.  It was kinda nice visiting my old church, especially with Bobby.  Not that he cared, but I told him about all the special events that happened in that sanctuary.  We had fun at the get-together afterwards, even if Bobby slept through the whole thing.  Plus side?  I got snuggle time with the little lady.


And oh, yeah.....I FINALLY started my baking.... last Friday.  This was due to multiple reasons.  First reason:  the heating element broke in the lower oven and we had to wait for the part to come in.  Second:  Hubby's day off was today and I wanted someone to be able to give the little angel the attention he so rightly deserves.  Third reason:  I'm just not "feeling" it this year.  I dunno, I got into such a rhythm doing the same six desserts year after year, and now trying new stuff, I'm kinda petrified it'll fail.  Which it did this afternoon when I tried to make the stained glass cookies.  I had visions of people eating the cookies and sending me the dentist bill later.  After the first batch I nixed them and picked a suitable replacement.  But more on the catering gig later.

Thursday, November 25, 2010

Bobby's Mom is a Slacker....

I swore up and down that I wouldn't go this long in between blog posts again.

But I did.


Kinda hard to blog when you have this cute face staring back at you....

At the risk of sounding cliche, SO much has happened!



Let me see if I can "rewind" the past couple of weeks and hit the highlights.

Bobby's opening cabinets.  I caught him just before an entire box of straws (almost) ended up on the floor.

I think it's time to start "baby-proofing", Dad.

Bobby had his 6 month well baby checkup.  He was 20 lbs., 2 ounces.  He was 28.5 inches (97th percentile)!  The doc says he's perfect, and hearing that never gets old.  He's still nursing exclusively, which I'm really proud of.  He got 5 shots, and Mommy even got a shot.  The receptionist said that normally the kids get a real kick out of seeing their parents get shot up at the docs.  I informed her that Bobby was not at all amused that he and Mommy had matching Snoopy band-aids.


Bobby went out of state for the first time!  We made a spontaneous trip to West Virginia to visit my best friend, Jen and my Hubby's best friend, Brian.  They're married to each other, so it's quite convenient for us.  One stop shopping, if you will.  It was a super short trip (not even 24 hours), but long enough to have some playtime with Uncle Brian.



The Donahue family joined our new church, St. John's Lutheran on November 14.  We were very warmly welcomed and I'm really excited to dive into fellowship and getting to know our new church family.  I've already joined one committee, and we've just signed up to be church greeters.  Also, our little family bundled up and put on our gardening gloves and toted our rake to the house of one of the senior members of our church and raked leaves as part of "Servant Saturday".  After we left a most appreciative lady, I told C.W. that we had to make it a point to volunteer our time to help others as Bobby (and future children) grow up so that they know the meaning of helping their fellow man.


Bobby has a new girlfriend....


I wonder what "Mr. Dash" thinks about their new relationship....

Bobby got to meet his "Aunt Jacqualynne" this past weekend.  They fell in love.  It was super sweet.


I'm supposed to have started my baking for the catering gig I do every December.  Normally I have 2 or 3 out of the 6 goodies baked by now.  I keep having the same little distraction....

Wednesday, November 3, 2010

Election Day! Go Elephants!

Yesterday was Election Day.

Grammy had a doctor's appointment in the morning.  Bobby was so happy to see her when she got home, even if he doesn't really look it in this pic.  He was distracted by the dog. 

See his outfit?  It says "My Grandma Loves Me", and oh, does she ever!

Bobby went to the polls for the first time (ex-utero) with Mommy, Daddy and Grammy. 

Too bad you can't see it in this pic, but Bobby was wearing his elephant outfit.  Elephants on the pants, shirt and all over the jacket.  I'm pretty sure people knew how we were voting.....

Daddy got the privilege of voting with Bobby.  He explained to him who he was voting for and why.  I was told afterwards that Daddy also had to explain to Bobby NOT to touch the screen while Daddy was casting his vote.  It's okay though.  Bobby would've voted Republican anyway. ;)  Which reminds me, remember Bobby's name in 2045.  I've got big aspirations for my boy....

Monday, November 1, 2010

Spooky Sunday!

Yesterday was Halloween.  Bobby's first Halloween.  Mommy got a little bit emotional as his Daddy and I decked him out in his first costume.  He'll probably groan at me 20 or so years from now as I show his betrothed pictures from this special first holiday and explain that he was dressed this way because he is "Mommy's Little Lamb". 



I had so many outfits bought around the Halloween theme.  It was difficult to fit them all in.  But I did.




  We went to the pumpkin patch the Thursday before Halloween to pick out our pumpkins.  It still blows my mind how much we consumers spend on something we're going to take a knife (or battery powered pumpkin saw) to, light a candle in, and chuck the next trash day. 

Pre-knife...



Post-hacking....aren't they cool?  I stenciled Bobby's name on his, and mine is the one with the heart shaped eyes.  Daddy, ever the horror buff, had to do the Michael Myers mask from the "Halloween" movies.
For the record, Bobby did actually go trick-or-treating.  Only at one house though.  Our neighbors graciously let our little guy rifle through their candy bowl, Bobby picked out some SweetTarts, and went on his way.  Daddy took him, and Bobby was still giggling when he came back to our house.  Apparently all this excitement makes for a tired little lamb...

Saturday, October 30, 2010

Mommy's Birthday and other shenanigans....

So....a photo update on the past 2 weeks.

It got cold.

We dressed Daddy and Bobby up as twins!

I celebrated my 29th birthday on the 18.  I told Bobby he should get used to this number, because I am totally going to claim it as my age for the next couple of years.

Daddy bought me flowers.

Some classy vase they were put in, huh?  That's what happens when you have a 6 month old.

The picture above was taken at my birthday dinner.  Every year we end up at Sakura (Japanese steak house) for dinner, and I was determined to try something new this year.  We ended up in Old Town, Alexandria at this lovely creperie called La Fontaine.  The dinner (savory) crepes were okay, but the dessert crepes.....OMG.  To. Die. For.  C.W. got this one called the "lemon drop" and I got one called "just peachy".  I licked the bowl, and I wasn't even ashamed that I did so. 

Tuesday I went to a very special kind of doctor that I really don't want to elaborate on.  I think the issue is resolved, and that's really all that matters.

We galavanted up in Springfield until it was time to go to Aunt Carol and Uncle Bob's for my birthday dinner.  It's better than a present and I always get to pick what meal I'd like.  Normally I ask for Carol's fried chicken and all the fixings, which have to include her cole slaw.  Since I'm nursing, that was out of the question.  So, I got salmon instead.  Yum.  Bobby sat with the grown ups at the table, which was pretty cool.  And Carol made this pumpkin with chocolate chip creme pie dessert that was out of this world.  It's my new favorite thing.  I had seconds.  I think I might have gained a pound, and I don't care.  It was worth it.




I kept telling everybody at dinner Tuesday night that I thought Bobby was coming down with something, but everyone dismissed it and chalked his coughing and runny nose up to teething.  Guess where we ended up Wednesday morning?

Yep.  That's the "sick" waiting room at the doc's.
So, the doc told me that Bobby had a head cold on top of teething.  Fabulous.


Doesn't he just look so lethargic? Poor babe.

So, guess who got sick next?

"Happy Birthday, Mom.  I got you this awesome cold."
 

Wednesday, October 20, 2010

My Husband Made Me Write This Post.....

Seriously.  I mean, he didn't hold a gun to my head or anything, but last night, he said to me right before bedtime, "Honey...you need to blog".  Okay, okay.  Since you twisted my arm....

New goings-on at the Donahue household....

Bobby is mobile.  Uh-oh.


Bobby loves seeing the world from a "standing up" perspective.   Can't you tell?

Someone has discovered his feet.  Specifically his big toes.


Yummy.

Bobby has created a new fashion trend, which might actually catch on...

Ladies and gentlemen, I am pleased to introduce you to my "caped crusader".
Sometimes I take pictures "just because".  Just because he's cute, just because I like the outfit he's wearing.

Just because he smiled.
Just because he learned how to point (at himself).

Just because I loved his Sunday School outfit.


Just because he takes one helluva picture with his old man.

And finally, just because he refuses to take a good picture with his Momma.

But there's big news to share!
Someone learned how to sit up unassisted!!!

Someone is growing up a little too fast....and this Mommy is about to get in a serious brawl with Father Time, even though she knows he'll kick her butt every time.