Another Big First

I wanted to make sure I got online tonight to share with you a huge milestone that occurred for William today. In the mail today, William received his first credit card application. Preapproved and everything! We didn't get to it tonight, but I'm sure we will carefully document this tomorrow. Seriously, who sends an eight month old a credit card application?

Anyhow, the other big news from the weekend I [think I] forgot to report is that tooth #8 has now broken through. We are almost half way done with teeth!

Over the weekend, we picked up a puzzle at a garage sale. William is only interested in taking OUT the pieces and carrying them around. Three at a time!

Behind him is another one of our finds: a Nemo riding toy!

Party Time

This was a busy weekend. There were several very fun events we were invited to this weekend. All were fun and exciting in their own way. But Saturday, woah. We were tired after Saturday. Saturday morning, we got up early to go to a subdivision garage sale (okay, I lied. William got us up early and we decided to go to the garage sale). Then we ran errands and William napped. After lunch, we went out to the visit my club from the middle school during their annual fund raiser Peanut Days. It was so much fun to see the kids and hang out for a little while and everyone enjoyed seeing William. Then, we were off to our friend, Charlotte's first birthday party. We got to eat fabulous cake and watch Charlotte demolish her first birthday cupcake before it was time to head off. William decided to nap in the car and were able to attend a "the deck is finished" party for one of John's coworkers. It was fun to finally meet some of John's coworkers I hear about all the time as well as enjoy the deck.

William was in serious need of a nap outside of his carseat and some time on the floor to crawl around by this point, so we came back home. I woke William at 7 in order to attend the 50th birthday celebration for one of my coworkers called "lizapalooza" (the party, not the coworker). It was wonderful to visit with everyone and catch up on all the newest developments. William had a great time until he stopped having a great time and then we took him home. A few minutes later, he was conked out in his bed and our lovely neighbor came over to listen to him snooze for us. Yes, we left him with someone for a few hours and we went back to the party. It was amazing and we both agreed we weren't (that) worried about him. We also agreed on the way home that William is an amazing baby who is perfect for us. Who else would nap on the fly, eat a meal in the dark in the car, nurse at strange houses and go go go all day long. Even with all that going on, he still managed to smile on demand, giggle like crazy, crawl everywhere, spill every drink in my hand and charm all the ladies. What a great kid!

William's newest accomplishment:climbing. He so far has figured out how to climb into the dishwasher and onto the top of our coffee table.


William's lizapalooza onesie. Spit up and all. John and I both have matching lizapalooza shirts also. Maybe Jeff will send us a picture?

Other highlights from this weekend (to help me remember when this stuff happened, feel free to skip): crawling with toys in his mouth and lots more babbling. We also had a breakthrough in the solid feedings. We finally have him eating the solid baby foods again with gusto and delight. However, he is really uninterested in going more solid that the pureed stuff. We've had success with the puffs and cheerios and nothing else. No on the green beans, cooked carrots, peaches, pears, bananas, watermelon and crackers. I was feeling so frustrated about wasting so much food after he squishes it up and drops it. Or puts it in his mouth and spits it out again. I'm starting to feel like he is going to still be eating out a jar when he turns 2. On a whim, I made some toast today and cut it up into tiny pieces to put on his tray. Holey Moley did he make a mess out of that - but HE ATE IT. I didn't even have to put it in his mouth! He did all the work! Is this a breakthrough? I sure hope so...

Cute stuff William is learning

It would appear the gross motor skills are slowing down a little bit (no, I didn't say HE was slowing down. If anything he is crawling even faster). William is still learning and picking up some new things all the time. Over the weekend, I caught John teaching William how to do this:

The bonus of the toilet paper roll is that the toilet is RIGHT there. It is so LOUD when he bangs on it- he loves it!

Crawling while holding the t.p. in his hands

Now, every time we are in the bathroom, he heads straight for the toilet paper roll. I'm sure he would have figured it out eventually -but thanks Daddy!

His other favorite pastime is pulling himself up on you. No problem unless you are wearing pants that have an elastic waistband. Consider yourself warned.

Yesterday when I was feeding William, he started smacking his lips together. Sort of like..."Mmmm....good [smack]". Either that or it sounds like he is blowing kisses. I'm not sure what he is trying to say/do, but I'm calling them kisses. Just 'cause I can.

He is also babbling a LOT more than before and I feel like he is trying to imitate words when he hears them. Yesterday we had an eye appointments and I was trying to entertain William with a container of Cheerios. He somehow managed to grab a whole handful and then drop them all on the ground. I said "Uh oh" and William stopping his wriggling and looked back at me and said something that sounded a lot like "Uh oh". Both John and I stopped what we were doing to look at him. He just kind of giggled, but wouldn't do it again. Maybe because I refused to dump the equivalent of half of box of Cheerios on the floor of the doctor's office. The talking is coming though...!

Out Takes from 8 Months

There are always a few pictures that don't turn out exactly as I envisioned in my mind. Lately, there are more than ever as William does not care to hold still for even 1/100th of a second. So, here are some of the funnier ones from yesterday :) Enjoy!

Tough guy! Who is this kid and where is my sweet baby?

A cute blanket to slow him down? He will cover the critical area of his body.

New skill: Fake smile on display

Okay...this one looked terrible and then I cropped it. It might be one of the better ones now. But, he is moving my backdrop and chewing on it!


John painted the underpart of the deck this weekend. I'm too lazy to rotate this picture. You'll have to turn your head. It actually looks really nice when you look at it from about every other angle (and you can't see the other unpainted portions). I'm not sure why he didn't take a picture like that. Now it just looks like it isn't completely done.


Ewww...one of several very large spiders outside our kitchen window. The scale is hard to see, but the spider is a little larger than a half dollar coin.

8 Months Old!

I was packing up totes with William's "old" baby clothes. He sure has come a long way! Happy 8 Months together baby! Have you only been with us for 8 months? Here are some pictures from Mama's photo shoot today...

We tried something different with the blue background today. I kind of like it, although it has a shadow problem!

Look at all those teeth! I'm pretty sure tooth #8 will be here any day with the way he is chewing!

Eating the blanket is more fun that smiling for mama

Snuggled up with his blanket

Just before William turned 8 months old, he mastered the fake smile. Here it is on display in all its cheesy fakeness.

Playing with his Fisher Price credit card. Of course he has a credit card. He was born with it like all Americans nowadays.

He thinks he is pretty hot stuff sitting by himself in this chair!

He really is smiling. Not big, but smiling nonetheless...

Uh, well, I'm not sure what this look is. But, it sure looks grown up :( The other reason I don't like this picture: he looks like he has monstrous feet! (he does have big feet, just not THIS big, promise).

Ish-Da (pronouce with heavy Norweigen accent)

Ish-Da*. Who SAYS that? My mom, my grandma, and great grandma....and now, so do I. Apparently, when you see your son standing in front of the toilet with his mouth open to chew on the seat, a switch turns on in your head and the words come out of your mouth. The switch stays permanently on. Just warning you.

* I don't know the precise meaning of ishda or where it technically comes from. Or even if it is technically a word anywhere. But, my Norwegian descent female family members use it to express disgust or general grossness of situations.

Hello, How are You?

Well, it turns out I update my blog most of the time during naps. And this week, William has decided that napping is for babies. In the middle of last week, he decided it was way more fun to be crabby and cry a whole lot than to succumb to the evil nap. Then, he decided he didn't like eating any solid foods. Or even nursing all that much. To top it off over the weekend he decided to run a fever and stop sleeping through the night. I knew something was up, but tried to wait it out. Really, I did try. This afternoon when William was wailing away in his high chair after refusing his123129483463592385th cereal feeding since last week, I gave up and call the doctor's office. I was a little worried about bringing him in because of stupid insurance companies, but decided to risk owing the doctor's office $15576879687985.59 and made an appointment. The good news is William has some sort of viral infection in his throat and he isn't contagious anymore. This is good for several reasons. First, it means that he is almost better and I might get my sweet baby boy back soon. Second, it means that I can maybe return to the Y tomorrow and use their child care. Not being able to drop him off has been really cramping my style. Because, you know, it is really all about me.

The bad news is that we had to have a "sick" baby appointment in order to get this news. And, there was a lot of scary stuff going on in the waiting room. A lot of spots, coughing and other mysterious illnesses. After the appointment, I was relieved that this was not announced "teething pain". He is legitimately sick - it is possible that I do know what I am doing here. The doctor was quite impressed with his "mouthful of teeth" and his "cute observing eyes" during the proceedings.

In other news, John painted? stained? our deck this weekend while I played the sick baby games. William learned how to make a fantastic lip noise with his mouth that sounds like he is ready to play the trumpet. Or possibly the trombone or tuba. We will have to show it to Grandpa for a musical assessment to determine which instrument this lip noise is most suited towards.

I'm tired - off to bed so I can do it all again tomorrow...