New Year...

...new hope that perhaps I can find something to toss up here more than once a century. Seriously I started this with all the best intentions of trying to write daily (ha! you'd be so very bored you would ask me to please STOP) or at least weekly but honestly I can check in with my Spectator family 25 kazillion times a day (and I do...Hi ladies!) or check my Facebook 50 kazillion billion times a day (despite the lost animals traipsing across my pages from lost farmville estates) I just can't think of anything interesting to write about HERE. But my gorgeous sister in law asked me to try when I rediscovered how to log onto the internet again last week (I went on a self imposed internet ban for a few weeks) so ta-dah! Here ya go!

Since this is supposed to be about the little man who has destroyed my living room I will give you the status update. He is 10 going on 11 months. Will be 11 months on the 8th and I am slowly going into spasms realizing that my little baby is becoming a little man. Randy mentioned he might be a "toddler" and I almost rendered Randy useless in the pursuit of a second child if you catch my drift. Eli is NOT a toddler. But he is walking along the couch and back and forth in his pack and play and crib. He has maxed out at 5 un-assisted steps. He has 4 upper and 4 lower teeth. The 4th lower tooth is new. We are quite proud and after growling at mommy today he bit my toe to show me. His hair on the sides of his head is starting to come in and it's pretty cute. He makes all sorts of noises, mostly to try and lure the cats to him. He does mutter "mommommommom" (usually when he is grumpy or sad) and "dadadadadadadada" (usually when he is happy or playing) so it seems he prefers his daddy and the cats, mommy gets no love unless I have oreo sticks! He's learned to give "high-5's" and to clap when he's excited. His newest trick (which I hope preceeds an early potty train) was to detach his poopy diaper in his pack in play. Yup, all by his self...while mommy was on the couch....not looking. ThankGod my nose alerted me to the potential EPA accident and I fixed it. His other trick is cuter, which is to 1) poop 2) point to his butt and 3) point to my nose! Swear to God. Hmmm....Thats about it. His ***GULP*** first birthday is March 8th and I heard that his Grandpa Gene and his Grandma Jeannie will be coming out. He's way excited!

Wow, I guess I did have a lot. But I can't promise the little angel will sleep again for me to post or that I will ever have anything interesting to say again. But as I really enjoy reading Tara's blog it's only fair that I give her something to read once in awhile right? Hugs to the 5 people I think who read this!

Love and Spit bubbles
Dawn and Eli