One of Those Days...

Between dealing with this crazy heat (108 today!), sweet Charlie, pregnancy, home-purchasing issues, and apartment-living issues, some days seem a tiny bit onerous lately. Today just happened to be one of those days. I was dealing with mortgage and inspection/repair issues all morning, and was so glad for playgroup this afternoon to get some time to relax and visit with some of my friends. Charlie, however, wasn't so into the "relaxing" part of playgroup. Instead, he was intent on destroying the host's home. Therefore, this happened to be one of my favorite moments of the day...total peace:

When I got home, I was preparing dinner and talking to Clint on the phone about our respective days. I was starting to feel a bit calmer as I got our food prepared and felt like things were finally getting under control: dinner was underway, Charlie was playing quietly (first hint of a problem), and Clint was on his way home. I then realized that Charlie was playing a little TOO quietly and decided to investigate. I found him hiding behind his slide with a jar of cocoa in his hands, dumping it on the floor and stuffing it into his mouth. He--and the carpet--were a total mess! Here's the mess he left behind on the carpet...

...and the little mess himself!

Charlie was QUITE proud of himself. And pretty hilarious during his bath. I think he was on a cocoa high and as a result, he was the silliest I've seen him in a while. He was fake sneezing and then dying laughing for about 5 minutes of the bath... :)

I am realizing that Charlie playing quietly is usually not a good thing. Yesterday, I was on the phone with our mortgage broker and thought Charlie was reading quietly in his room. Instead, he had made his way into our bedroom, found our files, and decided to scatter our tax returns and financial documents from the past 4 years all over the bedroom. Again, he was quite proud of himself, and I got the fun task of piecing 4 years of financials back together again (while Charlie did his best to thwart me--giggling the whole time :). Although we love our little apartment, I am ready to get into a child-proofed house!

[And this day really wasn't all that bad. Charlie redeemed himself 110% when I asked for a hug and he laid his little head down on my shoulder and patted my back. Oh Charlie, you can do no wrong!]

A Celebratory Week (and a Little Card Thief)

What a week we have had! The last week in July is always an exciting one for us, as it includes our anniversary AND my birthday (or, as Clint refers to it, "running the gauntlet"). Despite having a crazy work schedule, Clint managed to make both events feel so special and wonderful. And Charlie stepped it up as well, managing great behavior all week despite a nagging cold. Charlie's favorite part about my birthday was the card Clint gave me--it had a puppy on the cover, leading Charlie to believe that it MUST have been meant for him. He carried it around barking at it all morning. It took a bit of clever manipulation for me to get it away. :) And even though my birthday morning was spent at our 4 1/2 hour home inspection, it was worth it. The house checked out and it looks like we're finally buying a house!

A Little Chatterbox

Charlie has been talking more and more lately, and it is so much fun to see his little personality grow and develop along with his growing vocabulary. His first and favorite word is "Dada." He now knows exactly what it means and yells it every time he sees Clint. Since Clint has been sleeping at home at odd hours due to his new night/day schedule, he also has started yelling "Dada" every time we walk in the bedroom--regardless of whether Clint is in there or not. I told Clint about it and he was horrified. Since Charlie isn't really aware that Clint has been working nights, he's afraid Charlie is going to think "Dada" is exceedingly lazy. :)

Much to my satisfaction, Charlie has also started saying "Mama" with more regularity. He is pretty cute with it--he loves to say "Mama" over and over in the car so that we have "conversations" back and forth (they generally go somewhat like this: "Mama." "Yes, Charlie?" "Mama!" "Yes, Charlie?" "Mama." "I love you, Charlie." Mama.") He also says it when he has woken up and needs me to come get him. The other day, he was saying "Mama" in bed and I, making his breakfast, didn't get him up quickly enough. Pretty soon, "Mama" switched to a very insistent "Dad!" :)

Aside from Dada and Mama, Charlie says "ball" (his real first word), "tractor" (sounds more like "cracker" and refers to anything bigger than a car), "car," "dog" (although he prefers to just bark), "uh oh" (another favorite), "apple" (sounds like "ah-poo"), "hot," "all gone," "bye bye," "Papa" (he likes to whisper this for some odd reason), "Ahhh" (for "Ali"), "Dede," and "Auga" (for Audra). He has all kinds of new sounds this week, and is starting to string them together in ways that sound much more like sentences. He is also starting to try mimic me more and more. Charlie loves copying not just words, but also sounds--he particularly loves imitating my sneezes or coughs, which always makes both of us giggle.

Charlie hasn't gotten to the stage where he is saying funny things yet, so I have to rely on bigger kids for that. For example, Charlie and I ran into a 4-year-old boy at our apartment building today. He remarked that Charlie has an "amazing nose." I thought, "What a brilliant child! Even at just 4 years old, he can tell what a beautiful nose my baby has." Then, looking closer at Charlie, I realized he was blowing a huge snot bubble out of his "amazing nose." Certainly burst MY bubble. :)

A Weekend with Aunt Meggie & Uncle Foggy

Clint was working all weekend, so Charlie and I took those lemons and made some lemonade--we went to visit Aunt Meggie and Uncle Graeme (Foggy) in Austin. We had a great weekend with the two greatest hosts you can imagine. Meg had set up a playdate for us, checked out wonderful board books at the library, got a wading pool that Charlie loved, cooked for us on Friday night, took us to the Children's Museum and Deep Eddy, and took me birthday shopping and out to dinner on Saturday night (while my sweet parents babysat)! We were spoiled, spoiled, spoiled, but it was really fun!

Here's Charlie with Meg. He was distracted by a dog in the background, which is why he isn't smiling (I think this is one of the only times he was with her and NOT smiling :).

The Children's Museum was so much fun. Meg described Charlie as looking like a "drunken sailor in a brothel," and the description was quite appropriate. There were so many things to do, he did not know where to turn first!

We used the wading pool for an outdoor playdate on Friday afternoon, and then Meg moved it inside for some indoor fun as well. Charlie liked it just as much inside as out--for some reason, it thrilled him!

His favorite activity was "hammering" the floor with the back scratcher.

We went to Deep Eddy on Saturday afternoon and it was so nice. The water was cool and beautiful, and it felt so good after a hot day. Charlie just loved all the people and space at Deep Eddy. He paddled all around the pool and loved meeting new people and exploring the various areas. He really wanted to swim laps in the lanes, but we made him stay in the main pool. :)

And I am just sick that I didn't get a picture of Charlie with his Uncle Foggy! Charlie loves Graeme and loved getting to spend time with him this weekend. When he realized he had to leave Graeme at home to join Meg and I for a "ladies' lunch" and the Children's Museum, he threw quite the fit.

Thank you SO much Meg and Graeme for a wonderful weekend. We had the best time--so good, in fact, that Charlie was in a great mood for the entire car trip home!

These Are a Few of Our Favorite Things...

Charlie has definite opinions now, and has settled on his favorite things. He has a special affinity for all things with wheels (particularly trucks), balls (not particularly choosy in this regard; we have about 10 different balls and they all get plenty of attention), dogs, and books (especially those about trucks, tractors, diggers, and dogs). As evidence of his love, some of his first words and noises have been related to these special items. Charlie makes truck noises every time he picks up a vehicle, his first word was "ball," and he barks wildly every time we see a dog (or a dog-like animal :). He is starting to talk more and more--I was so proud of him the other day when he brought me the book Brown Bear, Brown Bear, What Do You See? and said "Bow Bear!" It was pretty adorable. :)

Charlie's favorite truck, below. This one is constantly in use. It disappeared for part of a day recently and caused quite a stir.

We have many trucks to choose from, however.

Our favorite activity is sending trucks down the slide. This can entertain us for minutes (which is a long time in kid-world).

Charlie and I went to a Monster Truck birthday party recently. Charlie was so excited he could hardly stand it. There were trucks everywhere and Charlie frantically tried to play with them all. He even got to take a Monster Truck photo--I love the tongue sticking out. :)

Balls are a constant fixture in our days. We throw them at each other, against the walls, and anywhere else we can think of. One of us really likes to bite them (I'll let you guess who).

Caught you, Charlie!

I came out of the kitchen the other day to find this--Charlie crammed in his wagon with his favorite ball and trucks, patiently waiting for me to take him on a joy ride around the apartment. Wiggly Giggle ball made for a bit of a tight fit, but who could leave a ball like that behind??

Charlie REALLY loves his books. He reads constantly, and now that his room--with his bookshelf--is easily accessible in the apartment, he spends a ton of time in there. I try to put the books on the shelf from time to time, but they don't stay there long. It usually takes about 10-15 minutes until all the books are back on the floor, as seen below. Charlie seems to derive much more pleasure from his books when he has to crawl over them to get to the one he wants. For some reason, organization is not appealing to him (in this way, I think he may take more after his Dada :). Some of Charlie's favorites are Heads, Tails, Llama, Llama, Red Pajama, Good Night Gorilla, and I am a Bunny, but he really loves them all.

This is a very frequent sight...

If you ever feel like the worst-mother-in-the-world, don't worry, you're not. The person who didn't have time to read Charlie his Bible Stories book (resulting in the extremely distressed face seen below) is.

Poor baby had to read his Bible Stories on his own. :( (Don't worry, I did read all of them with him later...and we really were in a hurry; I swear! :).

Dogs are another constant favorite of Charlie's. Whether they are real or stuffed, he always barks at them. Charlie gets so excited when he sees a dog that his whole body goes still, he stiffens up as he prepares to bark, and then he very carefully goes closer to inspect. We love reading about all things dog--our current favorites are Where's Spot and DOG. Charlie received a stuffed Spot from his Mimi and he is truly a cherished pet. Spot goes in the crib with Charlie and comes out when Charlie comes out. It always cracks me up to hear barking in the crib when Charlie is going down for a nap or waking up... :)

DOG...love this book! :)

Charlie's Home Videos

Charlie is pretty hilarious right now. He is turning into a huge ham and loves to make us laugh (which he does, constantly :). I can't tell you how much fun we have with this little guy...so I'll let you see for yourself... :)

[Disregard my annoying voice in the background.]

Papa's Birthday Weekend

Last weekend, my parents came in town to celebrate my dad's birthday. We had a wonderful, laid-back weekend and it was so much fun having the company. Charlie just adores Papa and Ali, so he was in heaven all weekend. On Friday night, we cooked burgers on the grills out by the pool and relaxed at the apartment. On Saturday night, we had a really fun dinner out with my parents, Sam, and Audra--capped off by a fun s'more dessert! We had brunch with my parents on Sunday morning before they left and Charlie clung to his Papa and screamed when we finally had to leave them. Made us feel a bit like terrible parents, but I do love that he loves my dad so much... :)

Charlie has developed a bit of an obsession--he insists on people (especially men) wearing his toy buckets as hats. It doesn't really seem to make him laugh; he just get agitated if people take them off when he thinks they should be on. My dad got the brunt of this over the weekend--since Clint was working most of the weekend, Papa was on hat duty most of the time. :)

And sometimes one hat just wasn't enough...

Uncle Sam was also forced to wear a hat when he came over to play. Below, the prison guard stares at his victim...

Finally, we did a bit of swimming over the HOT weekend as well. We have been loving the pool at the apartment! Charlie and I are in there almost every day, and we've recruited lots of company to join us. :)