As I'm sure you've noticed that I have a new layout and no (Mike) that isn't me shitting on the toilet with my socks and heels on. I haven't figured out how to remove that photo yet.
Enjoy the prettiness!
Quickly, two big things have happened to Mr. Colin in the past few days.
Colin was baptised on Sunday. It was a nice service, Colin did well and looked cute in his Baptism outfit (yes, we went with the expensive Baptism outfit and not Nick's white pillowcase with the sharpie cross), the weather was nice but the air conditioned hotel's meeting room worked nicely. It was a day filled with faith, friends, family and no naps. I'll be uploading pictures to a Shuterfly account. If you have pictures, please send them to me so I can add to the folder.
The second thing doesn't even need words. A simple picture will explain better than I can.
He seemed to like it.
My baby is becoming such a little boy :(
Colin was baptised on Sunday. It was a nice service, Colin did well and looked cute in his Baptism outfit (yes, we went with the expensive Baptism outfit and not Nick's white pillowcase with the sharpie cross), the weather was nice but the air conditioned hotel's meeting room worked nicely. It was a day filled with faith, friends, family and no naps. I'll be uploading pictures to a Shuterfly account. If you have pictures, please send them to me so I can add to the folder.
The second thing doesn't even need words. A simple picture will explain better than I can.
He seemed to like it. My baby is becoming such a little boy :(
This has been the week from hell but it's almost finally over. I've been trying to do too much and it's totally catching up with me. Thankfully Colin took a good morning nap, so I went back to bed for an hour and half. Soooo wonderful! He's down again, so I thought I'd take a few minutes and do some blogging updates.
We've had a busy week. The weekly review:
Friday after work, we went to Brandon and Shaina's last week for a cookout. Colin really seemed to like Tiki and Tiki liked licking Colin :) Colin loved listening to their pool jets and was amazed by the "huge bathtub."
Saturday again after work, we took C back to Brandon and Shaina's and took him swimming for the first time. Regardless of the water being a little cold, he seemed to love it. We swam for about an hour until his diaper was about to explode and the storm clouds started rolling in. We went to my parents later to look at my dad and Tim's kitchen update progress and show off Colin's swimming pictures and video.
On Sunday, Mike and I both had to work (again. Are you seeing a trend here?). My parents watched Mr. Man and we had our usual Sunday dinner there afterwards.
Monday after work, myself, Mike Merridith, James, my dad, and Leah went to the Whitecaps game. Merridith's favorite Tiger's player, Magglio Ordonez was playing there so we enjoyed a long hot game while my mom watched Colin again. We got home a little before 11pm. I still had a bunch of work to do, so I ended up going to bed around 1am.
Tuesday was a long, horrible, terrible day that I would like to pretend never happened, so I won't even report on it.
Wednesday is my day to watch the three boys. Mike ended up working late and for some reason I can't really remember the rest of the day. I remember a big storm came rolling through just as I was about to head out to get some of this weekend's errands done.
Thursday I worked at 7am and got out late around 4ish. I picked Mr. Man up at Janna's, drove home long enough to changed and hand Colin over to Mike, headed to get my hair done, ran errands and got home after 10pm only to realize that I hadn't ate lunch or dinner yet. You know it's a busy day when you don't have time to even remember not eating.
So here I am now - dog tired waiting for Colin to wake up only to jump back in the car and run more errands. Knowing this weekend is going to be busy and I'm left wondering when I'm going to be able to catch up -- on sleeping, with friends, with life in general. I took a vacation day this week due to a shortage of babysitters, so hopefully having an extra day off will do me some good. Whine over. Now it's time to let my stress, frustrations, and sleepiness float away ...
We've had a busy week. The weekly review:
Friday after work, we went to Brandon and Shaina's last week for a cookout. Colin really seemed to like Tiki and Tiki liked licking Colin :) Colin loved listening to their pool jets and was amazed by the "huge bathtub."
Saturday again after work, we took C back to Brandon and Shaina's and took him swimming for the first time. Regardless of the water being a little cold, he seemed to love it. We swam for about an hour until his diaper was about to explode and the storm clouds started rolling in. We went to my parents later to look at my dad and Tim's kitchen update progress and show off Colin's swimming pictures and video.
On Sunday, Mike and I both had to work (again. Are you seeing a trend here?). My parents watched Mr. Man and we had our usual Sunday dinner there afterwards.
Monday after work, myself, Mike Merridith, James, my dad, and Leah went to the Whitecaps game. Merridith's favorite Tiger's player, Magglio Ordonez was playing there so we enjoyed a long hot game while my mom watched Colin again. We got home a little before 11pm. I still had a bunch of work to do, so I ended up going to bed around 1am.
Tuesday was a long, horrible, terrible day that I would like to pretend never happened, so I won't even report on it.
Wednesday is my day to watch the three boys. Mike ended up working late and for some reason I can't really remember the rest of the day. I remember a big storm came rolling through just as I was about to head out to get some of this weekend's errands done.
Thursday I worked at 7am and got out late around 4ish. I picked Mr. Man up at Janna's, drove home long enough to changed and hand Colin over to Mike, headed to get my hair done, ran errands and got home after 10pm only to realize that I hadn't ate lunch or dinner yet. You know it's a busy day when you don't have time to even remember not eating.
So here I am now - dog tired waiting for Colin to wake up only to jump back in the car and run more errands. Knowing this weekend is going to be busy and I'm left wondering when I'm going to be able to catch up -- on sleeping, with friends, with life in general. I took a vacation day this week due to a shortage of babysitters, so hopefully having an extra day off will do me some good. Whine over. Now it's time to let my stress, frustrations, and sleepiness float away ...
He doesn't move nearly as much in this video but I adore how he looks at me at the end ...
Dear Colin,
Happy 5 Month Birthday Big Boy. You are almost 23 weeks old. It's crazy to think that the last time I measured anything in weeks, you were still in my tummy. I loved being pregnant with you. At 23 week, we had seen your sweet face for the first time. We had watched you dance across the screen, observed your heart beating, and saw your tootsies. I remember your daddy and I have countless conversations about you; what you would look like, if you'd be our lil Colin or lil Lily, what your personality would be like. You have far exceeded all of our expectations, Colin.
--insert cute picture of Colin naked in a diaper sitting next to a sign in poornut font saying 'i am 5 months old!!!' which will be put as soon as my stupid printer wants to work --
I'm having a hard time writing this month's entry. Not because you haven't done anything worth bragging about but rather because the weeks are starting to blend together. These 5 months have flown by and I truly can't remember what my life was like before you. I'm thinking more carefree but with alot less joy. I can't imagine living life without you anymore. My days and weeks revolve around you, your happiness, and well-being. There is nothing more fulfilling than being your mom.
Enough being sappy huh?
So lets talk about some of the fun stuff. You rolled over ... and over, and over and over again. You are constantly on the move little guy. Once you are lying down, there is no stopping you. Often times, you move and get stuck in the corner of your crib and you get soooo mad. I don't think it's because you are smashed but rather because you can't keep moving. And when we come get you it's like you're playing the slots and have just hit JACKPOT! Your whole body convulses with excitement and you gasp and smile and squeal with delight! The look on your face seems to say THERE IS THAT MAN WHO PLAYS WITH ME ALL THE TIME! or THERE IS MY MOMMA!! (Because truthfully lately your daddy gets you in the morning than I do.) You are a trip little man.
You have two razor-blade sharp teeth. They started coming in a few weeks ago. They are so cute but oh so sharp. You will put ANYTHING in your mouth child. Your fingers, your rings, my hair, your feet, BOTH of your feet, and the worst is my fingers. Have I mentioned how sharp they are yet? :)
You've become such a daddy's boy lately. I, am of course, great for feeding, putting to sleep and cuddling but daddy is for playing. You love playing with daddy. You think everything he does is the funniest thing ever. You will realize someday that he isn't all THAT funny :)
I adore watching you two play and become the best of buds. Although, sometimes I secretly wish you loved playing with me the same way you love playing with dad, I know we have our own thing - I'm your mommy; the one you look to when you are scared, upset or so incredibly proud of yourself. That is enough for me.
With all my love,
Mommy
Happy 5 Month Birthday Big Boy. You are almost 23 weeks old. It's crazy to think that the last time I measured anything in weeks, you were still in my tummy. I loved being pregnant with you. At 23 week, we had seen your sweet face for the first time. We had watched you dance across the screen, observed your heart beating, and saw your tootsies. I remember your daddy and I have countless conversations about you; what you would look like, if you'd be our lil Colin or lil Lily, what your personality would be like. You have far exceeded all of our expectations, Colin.
--insert cute picture of Colin naked in a diaper sitting next to a sign in poornut font saying 'i am 5 months old!!!' which will be put as soon as my stupid printer wants to work --
I'm having a hard time writing this month's entry. Not because you haven't done anything worth bragging about but rather because the weeks are starting to blend together. These 5 months have flown by and I truly can't remember what my life was like before you. I'm thinking more carefree but with alot less joy. I can't imagine living life without you anymore. My days and weeks revolve around you, your happiness, and well-being. There is nothing more fulfilling than being your mom.
Enough being sappy huh?
So lets talk about some of the fun stuff. You rolled over ... and over, and over and over again. You are constantly on the move little guy. Once you are lying down, there is no stopping you. Often times, you move and get stuck in the corner of your crib and you get soooo mad. I don't think it's because you are smashed but rather because you can't keep moving. And when we come get you it's like you're playing the slots and have just hit JACKPOT! Your whole body convulses with excitement and you gasp and smile and squeal with delight! The look on your face seems to say THERE IS THAT MAN WHO PLAYS WITH ME ALL THE TIME! or THERE IS MY MOMMA!! (Because truthfully lately your daddy gets you in the morning than I do.) You are a trip little man.
You have two razor-blade sharp teeth. They started coming in a few weeks ago. They are so cute but oh so sharp. You will put ANYTHING in your mouth child. Your fingers, your rings, my hair, your feet, BOTH of your feet, and the worst is my fingers. Have I mentioned how sharp they are yet? :)
You've become such a daddy's boy lately. I, am of course, great for feeding, putting to sleep and cuddling but daddy is for playing. You love playing with daddy. You think everything he does is the funniest thing ever. You will realize someday that he isn't all THAT funny :)
I adore watching you two play and become the best of buds. Although, sometimes I secretly wish you loved playing with me the same way you love playing with dad, I know we have our own thing - I'm your mommy; the one you look to when you are scared, upset or so incredibly proud of yourself. That is enough for me.
With all my love,
Mommy
The joys of new parenthood means no fireworks :( So here it is 10:16pm and we are at home listening to the annoying neighbors screaming and lighting off fireworks while praying they don't wake Colin. The poor kid had a looooooong virtually nap free day. He was such a good little boy. The morning started with a fabulous breakfast at Jason and Janna's. 2 hours later, we watched the parade which Colin did surprisingly really well with. We spent the rest of the day chilling around their house, playing baseball, walking down to the park, watching the parachuters, going to the craft show, playing in the park, etc. Poor lil Colin maybe slept 1 - 1/2 hours all day but he was such a happy baby. We finally headed home around 8.30pm.
I took a bunch of pictures which I put into a slideshow. Enjoy!
***************EDIT*************** I haven't forgot about Colin's 5 month birthday blog. My printer isn't working, so I haven't been able to print his "i am 5 months old" sign. If I can't get it to work by the end of the weekend, I'll just post it without it.
I took a bunch of pictures which I put into a slideshow. Enjoy!
***************EDIT*************** I haven't forgot about Colin's 5 month birthday blog. My printer isn't working, so I haven't been able to print his "i am 5 months old" sign. If I can't get it to work by the end of the weekend, I'll just post it without it.
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