23 Months...

My sweet David Scott,
This very minute, you are sleeping in my arms. I know these moments will happen less and less as you get older, so I'm trying to take it all in. Sometimes I just stare at you. And just a few weeks ago, I noticed you no longer smelled like you did for the first year or so (for the record, that would be a mix of baby and cheerios). However, I have to say that it is so awesome watching you grow up. You say new words/phrases and learn new tasks each day. It's so cool! And to think that we all shape and mold you into becoming a grown man, a productive member of society, is mind boggling sometimes. But for right now, you are still my little "Goofaroo" and our little boy. Stat-wise, you are:
• 33 inches tall
• 28 pounds
• wearing a size 5 diaper
• wearing 18-24 month/2T clothing; shoes are size 6-7, depending on the shoes
• learning new words in Spanish at school each week ("Hola!", "Beunos Dias!" (you just say, "Dias!"), "Gracias!"
• counting to 10...kind of. You typically start at 3 and go 3, 5, 6, 8. We're getting there. :)
• starting to say 2 word sentences and phrases. I always ask you if you're the cutest (smartest, funniest, etc.). Today at lunch I asked you who was cute. You said, "Papa cute!" Followed by, "Gran cute!" And finally, "Mama cute!" You'll also see something you like and say, "Oohh, pretty!" You said it yesterday referring to Mamaw's chain link fence when we were visiting her. :)
• eagerly awaiting the arrival of Anders, your very first cousin. We all are. He will be my first nephew and Boo's first child. He's gonna be so cute and so sweet and I hope he loves his Auntie (aka me, unless I figure out a new name for myself) as much as you love your Boo. I know that you and Anders will be great friends even if you don't really "get" it right now.
• starting to be a picky eater and have opinions about numerous things. When you tell us, "Done!" you will not put another morsel of food in your mouth. At night, you know it's bathtime after dinner, and will throw a fit to go bathe just as soon as you're done -- even if Daddy and I are still eating. We need to work on teaching you patience just a little bit.
• creeping into our bedroom at night if you wake up. One night last week, you were apparently so stealth in your arrival that we didn't even know you were in our bed until we woke up the next morning. The alarm went off and there you were in between us, just snug as a bug. You didn't even wake up Lola with your arrival which was a miracle since she has super power-like hearing.

I cannot believe you are one month shy of being 2 years old. The time has flown by and I know it's not slowing down any time soon. Daddy and I have grown so much since you came into our lives. You have taught us so much and we have the best time just being with you. I hope that never changes.

Love,
Mama


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Favorites...

David Scott has several things that he asks about or mentions every day. I've come to consider these things to be his favorite things. In no particular order:

1. Mawnmow (aka Lawnmower). DS wants to mow in the morning before we leave and in the evenings when we return. He also usually asks about mowing when I pick him up in the afternoons.




2. Icee! David Scott's request morning and night-- every time we get within a mile of Ralph's Supermarket. Which, by the way, is the ONLY place that has Icees. Amazing. :)

3. Songs. Specifically, DS' requests the following songs any time we're in the car: "Pow Pow" (aka "Boom, Boom, Pow" by The Blackeyed Peas), "Crunk" (aka "Halftime" by the Ying Yang Twins -- a song partially played at most Saints games), "Low, Low" (aka "Low" by Flo-Rida), and "Imma Be" (aka "Imma Be" by the ever-popular Blackeyed Peas). Yes, I realize I'm not getting any Mother of the Year awards as a result of my child listening to these hip-hop songs, but he's getting "kid" music at daycare and we frequently sing them in the car as well. "Wheels on the Bus," "Row, Row, Row your Boat," and "Itsy, Bitsy Spider."

4. Deuce (aka one of Boo's dogs). DS will occasionally mention another family members' dog (Suzy, Annie, Buddy, Dixie, Dottie, Shadow, or Doodle). We talk about who's dog they are and where they live, and then DS will usually bark.

5. Nemo. His favorite movie. We watch it on the tv and David Scott knows how to get it on the iPad.  He's also into The Lion King.  I'm super excited about the Christmas 2011 for several reasons, not the least of which is that DS might enjoy watching Elf with his parents.

6. Mike. As in Mike the Tiger. The little man usually follows saying Mike's name with a loud roar. And he'll frequently say, "Mike...where are you? At home, DS will also sit on his stuffed animal tiger named what else...Mike.



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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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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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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.

21 Months...

David Scott,
You are growing and doing so many new things with every day that passes. I struggle to keep up with you...literally, at times! Right now, you are:
• 33 inches tall
• 28 pounds
• referred to as being "solid" and as having "great leg muscles" by others. You're welcome. You will appreciate both of these features more in the future.
• saying so many words and phrases which include: all gone, George and Breck (as in Curious and the toy dog we got in Breckenridge), song (as in you either recognize something as being sung or you're ready for a new one to be played), uh uh and uh huh (we're working to change this to no and yes with either sir or ma'am), off (as in you're ready to be out of your car seat or some article of clothing is about to come off), not nice or mean (usually this is followed by you pointing to the offender or you saying their name...many times you blame Daddy for something. Frequently when you do this Daddy isn't even nearby.), hush (this is mainly said to Lola in conjunction with, "Sit!"), crying/whining (said in reference to a baby). I'm sure I left something off this list.
• you love the beach and especially the pool. We are just getting back from going (again), where we went to celebrate my birthday this weekend (another post).
• you also are loving anything that moves -- cars, trucks (frucks, as you call them---just like your Boo did when she was little), bugs. You are 100% b-o-y!
• you will still give hugs and kisses and when one person gets one, you'll usually dole them out to any other family member in sight. You also like giving "high fives" to anyone including complete strangers. You are quite social.

You are such a special little boy to Daddy and me (and to everyone else in the family, too). We know that your future holds such greatness. You are so smart, athletically coordinated, have mad dancing skills that would make Justin Timberlake jealous, but most importantly, you are so kind-hearted to others. How did we get so lucky to be your parents? Don't get me wrong, you are also a pro at throwing a fit at the most inopportune times. But most of the time, you are simply the best.

Love,
Mama

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