Hiking in Sullivan Canyon.
Monday, November 9, 2009
Saturday, October 31, 2009
Monday, October 26, 2009
Friday, October 23, 2009
Buddies
Monday, October 19, 2009
Friday, October 16, 2009
Tuesday, October 6, 2009
Sunday, October 4, 2009
Saturday, October 3, 2009
New Ground





So its not technically pictures of the little guy but he was definitely the impetus behind our new yard. We are so excited to have grass for him to play on and new boxes along the side of the house that we can plant together. Our thanks to Keegan Roehr who whipped it all into shape in just 2 days and kept our entire yard filled with beautiful plants that are native to California (except for the sod).
Monday, September 28, 2009
Tuesday, September 15, 2009
9 months
I'm not exactly sure how 3/4 of a year has passed by. It does indeed fly by. My little man drags himself (and fast) across the floor army style and nearly crawls, pushes himself up to sitting and grabs everything within his reach. He laughs, smiles and if you're lucky he'll even give you a kiss. He cackles out loud at the book "Goodnight Gorilla", still loves to lay on his back and kick his legs like crazy and eats like a champ. He also prompts his Dad and I to say "how did we get so lucky" nearly every day.
Thursday, July 30, 2009
Catch Up
Out on the Town
Wednesday, July 1, 2009
The Tooth Fairy
This past weekend we were lucky to have Mack's GranJudy in town for a visit. She manages to be here for all of Mack's fun milestones (his first smile was definitely at her and now this) Friday, the little guy seemed incredibly unhappy about something which was when I noticed a little purple spot on his lower gum... his first tooth was slowly coming to the surface.
The next day we put Mackie in the car and headed up north to Carpenteria to visit Uncle Mike and low and behold come Sunday morning a little tiny white tooth had poked its way through his gum.
I'll miss his gummy smile and his inability to bite me. And, oh my, am I a fan of Children's tylenol.
The next day we put Mackie in the car and headed up north to Carpenteria to visit Uncle Mike and low and behold come Sunday morning a little tiny white tooth had poked its way through his gum.
I'll miss his gummy smile and his inability to bite me. And, oh my, am I a fan of Children's tylenol.
Saturday, May 16, 2009
Sunday, May 10, 2009
Mother's Day
For Mother's Day this year Mack gave me a wonderful gift... last night when I set him in his crib wide awake he watched me walk out of the room, closed his eyes and went to sleep without a peep. It seems the sleep training is finally settling in and that the little guy has learned to put himself to sleep.
Last Sunday night at 12:30am I tried rocking him, nursing him, swaddling him, singing to him, walking with him but he would not stop crying and go to sleep, so I laid him gently in his crib, grabbed my blanket and pillow from the bed and set up shop on the sofa prepared for a long night of him "crying it out". Miraculously, he only cried for 45 minutes and slept until the morning. For the past week I have coined myself the sleep Nazi. I'm sure I don't need to mention how difficult it is to hear your baby crying in the other room and consciously decide to not go to him... it goes against everything that your heart is telling you. The saddest part is that Mack has now made himself hoarse from "sleep learning". However, after all this crying and heartbreaking I have a baby who has now taught himself to close his tiny eyes and drift off to sleep.
It's funny though, for weeks all I wanted was a night of peaceful sleep and now I find myself missing holding him at 3:30am in his nursery. I miss feeling like there was no one else in the world but us and I would wait a little too long to put him back in his crib so that I could watch him sleep in my arms for a few more minutes.
Last Sunday night at 12:30am I tried rocking him, nursing him, swaddling him, singing to him, walking with him but he would not stop crying and go to sleep, so I laid him gently in his crib, grabbed my blanket and pillow from the bed and set up shop on the sofa prepared for a long night of him "crying it out". Miraculously, he only cried for 45 minutes and slept until the morning. For the past week I have coined myself the sleep Nazi. I'm sure I don't need to mention how difficult it is to hear your baby crying in the other room and consciously decide to not go to him... it goes against everything that your heart is telling you. The saddest part is that Mack has now made himself hoarse from "sleep learning". However, after all this crying and heartbreaking I have a baby who has now taught himself to close his tiny eyes and drift off to sleep.
It's funny though, for weeks all I wanted was a night of peaceful sleep and now I find myself missing holding him at 3:30am in his nursery. I miss feeling like there was no one else in the world but us and I would wait a little too long to put him back in his crib so that I could watch him sleep in my arms for a few more minutes.
Friday, May 8, 2009
The Amazing Kazia
Sunday, May 3, 2009
Friday, May 1, 2009
Sunday, April 26, 2009
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