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Monday, September 26, 2011

A Few DS Stories...

Because David Scott says and does new stuff daily, I feel the need to document a few of his most recent, memorable happenings.

Several weeks ago, DS "blew" on Scotty's stomach. He proclaims, "It pooted!"


Gran, Papa, and Boo came to visit a few weekends ago. DS was wandering around the house looking for Gran, "Gran...are you?".

Last trip to Mom's: Gran was crawling on all fours over to Rachel. DS pulls the back of her pants back and says, "Poo poo!" guess he's heard me checking him for poo poo once or twice and thinks that we all go in our pants.

DS: Got it!
Me: What did you get?
DS holds out his finger to show me a booger. All boy. And yuck!

DS calls croutons "totons."

Just tonight I asked DS, "Do you love Mama?" He replies by nodding his head affirmatively. "Do you love Daddy?" Same response plus he shockingly added, "Nemo." I then asked him, "What else do you love?". "Totons!" I said, "Croutons-- what else?" His reply was, "Pow Pow!" The boy loves Mama, Daddy, Nemo, croutons, and his favorite song "Boom Boom Pow!" What more could he possibly need??? :)





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Friday, September 23, 2011

22 Months...






David Scott,
You have been 22 months old for several days now. To be honest, your Daddy and I didn't even acknowledge your advancement until I got to work on Monday and realized, "Hey, David Scott turned 22 months old yesterday." You have a great set of parents. :) Anyway, I cannot believe you will be 2 years old in a couple of months. Crazy! I cannot keep up with all the new phrases and things you are doing b/c it's literally every day that something new comes into the picture. So, here's what I can tell you. Currently, you are:
• 31.5 pounds. Solid.
• 33 Inches tall
• still in a size 4 diaper, but you wear size 5s at daycare a lot, and could at home too. I think I just don't want you to move up b/c it would be acknowledging the fact that you're practically grown and gone. Lol.
• into movies, specifically, Finding Nemo. You are obsessed with that movie and would watch it in your sleep if you could. Daddy and I never want to watch it again. And P.S., we'd like to resume regular use of the iPad which we bought for US...not YOU. But I guess we let you watch Nemo on it, so it's our own fault.
• such a big helper according to your "teacher" at "school". She says you help pick up toys and such and even help corral the other kids. I'll believe this when I see it b/c your bedroom looks like a disaster.
• taking 30 minutes of Spanish and tumbling each week at school. You can say, "Hola" and you know agua and water are the same thing. You will also repeat the first few numbers -- uno, dos, tres. This is nearly the extent of my Spanish vocabulary, so I'm sure you will know more than me in another few weeks. I guess Daddy and I will have to learn Spanish so that we can keep using some words and help you retain some of what you're learning.
• saying more and more phrases which, many times, will include "please" and "thank you" when requesting something. Your favorite things to ask about are Mike the Tiger and Papaw's Lawnmower. Let's also add the icee to this list as you start asking about an icee when we're still 2 miles from the store. Obsessed merely touches the surface when describing your love for these items. In fact, you might own your own landscaping company one day b/c you literally want to mow every day. It's cute.
• wearing 18-24/2T clothing. However, you can still squeeze into those size 3 month comfy pants sometimes as part of your sleeping ensemble. They look like leggings on you. Your Daddy thinks that's "embarrassing;" I say it's adorable. Who needs labels? Not us. For the record, you're still in a size 6-7 shoe.
• still climbing out of your bed at night. You then come directly to our room where you crawl up into our bed. Daddy has been heading to the couch many times after this exchange. Or rather, he heads to the couch to avoid your incessant crying for juice, which you say like "Seuuuuss". We've just started mocking you for your crazy middle of the night demands for "seuuuss!" You think this exchange is hilarious and then you start making fun of us as we make fun of you. Nifty.
• into the "Clifford" and "Curious George" cartoons. Thank you, Lord. So far we've managed to avoid Sesame Street, Barney, and the like. I hope to continue doing so.
• still loving the song "Boom, Boom, Pow!" which you call, "Pow! Pow!". We listened to it 7 times this morning. No lie. I counted.
• answering questions like, "Did you have a good day?", "Did you have fun?", "Do you love Mama?" -- my favorite. You will also say "Love you" to Daddy and me. It sounds like, "Luhs you." THAT makes my day!

My sweet son, you have no clue how much we are obsessed with you. I hope you turn out normal as a result. :)

Daddy and I celebrated our 5th wedding anniversary tonight. 5 years ago, we were tearing it up on the dancefloor at our reception. And tonight, I am typing this as I take a relaxing bath and you and Daddy sleep on the couch. Life is good...

And to my Baby Daddy: Thanks for hanging in there with me in good times and in bad, in sickness and in health, and for richer and poorer. I cannot imagine life without you or the incredible son you've given me. I couldn't have asked for a more generous, thoughtful (when it counts), awesome husband, and father to DS and any future Baby Rains. You are a great provider and friend and one of the best freestyle rappers I know. :)

Love, Mama

P.S. For posterity, David Scott, you ate 2.5 plates of spaghetti for supper the night that picture was taken. Record breaking meal.

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Sunday, September 11, 2011

This and that...

What have we been up to? Not a whole lot. We went to North LA for the long, Labor Day holiday weekend. We got in lots of good, quality family time even making the trek to Jackson to pick up the crib for Baby McGehee whom I've decided to call Baby-Mac. While we were at the awesome furniture store (Miskelly's), we rode the carrousel. Yes, they had one in the store. We also met my mom's best friend growing up (aka Aunt Kim) for lunch. We didn't "do" too much other than that little side trip -- yard work, eating out, hanging out---the usual.


This weekend we stayed home (finally!) for the most part. Scotty and I had the brilliant idea that we should take David Scott tailgating and possibly stay for his first LSU game. Dumb idea. We got out there too early (2:15 for the 7:00 game), and rather than being the child who stays close to his parents in this environment of thousands and thousands of people, our little man wanted to go to all of the surrounding tailgates. Yes, he would go see Jack The Ripper if he offered him a Capri Sun and music to listen to.



Notice what's in the stroller and who's NOT in the stroller. He. Was. Heavy. And refused to ride, screaming the entire time if we forced him to. We went to see Mike (who was nowhere to be seen). And after being there for 2 hours, we got back in the truck. Destination: Home. Within 5 minutes, DS was asleep.

Today we've been doing a little Fall cleaning/yardwork and watching more football. Apparently, all this tuckered out our little helper, because he fell asleep during lunch.




I saw the commercial for The Lion King in 3D. We may take DS to see it next weekend. If so, it will be his first theater movie.

Let us never forget September 11th. For those who lost their lives, their loved ones, and our military personnel who have served past and present. God bless America.


Site of the World Trade Centers on September 11, 2006.  Rqachel and I went on a trip to NYC and were actually there on the 5th anniversary.  It was a great trip and seeing the site in person was very moving.
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The Dirty Thirty...

I turned 30 on August 27th. Everyone asked me if I was apprehensive about the big day. Nope. Not one bit. I know that my 30s are going to be great.

2006, 25 (and 26) years old...

My 20s were fine. I graduated from college. Twice. I got a real job (and I still like it!). I got married to my high school sweetheart (finally!). I got pregnant and had David Scott. But also during that time, I lost my dad. Overall, the good outweighed the bad in the number of events. But losing my dad, unexpectedly, knocked me down. Big time. More than I really ever expected it to. Looking back, I can see that now. However, becoming a parent, specifically a mama to my sweet boy, put a new perspective on life events like losing a parent or somebody you love. But it also gives you a new perspective on life in general. And I appreciate life much more. So I'm thankful for 30.

I know that my 30s and the rest of my life will bring lots of good stuff. And some bad stuff, too. That's life. But I know the good will outweigh the bad.

To celebrate the big day, Scotty took me/us to the beach. Most of the family had other commitments, but Mamaw and Mrs. Debbie came with us. They kept DS last night so Scotty and I could go eat (without interruption!!) and do whatever. We ended up going to play putt-putt golf (I only lost by 1...a personal best for me -- or a personal worst for Scotty, however you want to look at it), and then the arcade where we played skee ball, my fave, among other games. We spent about $7 in the arcade and ended up with a ball for DS that probably cost $2. Earlier in the day, we went to Waffle House for breakfast (tacky, but oh so good!). DS had a meltdown while we were there, so my birthday breakfast was spent eating in shifts taking turns sitting with Mr. Mad On in the 4Runner. Then we went to pick up my super cute cake that Scotty and Mrs. Debbie had arranged:

Then we went back to the condo for some beach and pool time. We'd spent Friday in a similar fashion -- beach and pool playing all day but we went to Lulu's for supper. Delish and so much fun for kids. DS entertained the masses with his dancing. He'd done the same thing at The Hangout Thursday night with just the three of us before Deb and Mam arrived. He is just too funny..and cute...good combination!








A backwards recollection of the trip, but I'm fine with that. I was fortunate to get to celebrate turning The Dirty Thirty at one of my favorite spots with some of my favorite people. We had a great time. I prefer making memories than getting "stuff" any day of the week.