Peek!

Kindred has made up his own version of Peek-a-boo. He seems to be convinced that this is the best way to make himself completely disappear and reappear right before our very eyes. I have caught this on film. See below, and be astonished.

(Isn't that hysterical?)

Here's Kindred in the cowboy outfit his cousins bought him this past summer. (It came with these darling cloth boots, but my little fat-calved kid could never once wear them!)

He stands on his own, often for his own amusement and pride, and he is beginning to venture into the world of unprompted walking around the living room and his bedroom. When he is walking toward an object or a chair, he is very careful and takes very even and cautious steps. When he walks to a person, however, he heads off gleeful and giggling and, regardless of how far away that person is, he takes a flying leap at them after 3 solid steps. Be on your guard!

And here he is playing the part of Roaring Paper Towel Head Man. What a crack-up.

No pics of me or the belly yet, but they are coming. I'm so tired. I'll post something more me-focused soon. (But who really wants that when you can get so much more amusement by looking at fun pictures of my son?) Love!

The Nausea Update

Well, the glorious update is that I'm not nauseous! Last Monday after we arrived back from Florida, I was cautiously brushing my teeth as I did every morning, and realized with a start that I didn't feel like puking. I kept brushing, spit, waited. Nothing. Nothing! This has remained to be the case for the past week. I'm free! I'm normal! I'm functional! My house is getting cleaner every day! I'm so happy. It's amazing how much being sick 24/7 affects your outlook on life, on everything. I feel like a new woman.

Speaking of being a new woman, I can not fit into any of my pants. Not old pants, not maternity pants. One is too big, the other too small. Sigh. But I have been feeling the little tyke swimming around in there for a few days. Wee hoo.

Have I mentioned that I can't believe I'm pregnant?

Va-Ca-Tion!!

We had the great fortune to go to Florida for 5 days on a small and much needed vacation. We visited Michael's family there. But before we left, Grammy came for a visit to help get the house in order before we packed up. It was great to have her here. She spent nearly 4 solid days just doing laundry. How embarassing.

So we headed out to Melbourne Beach to stay with Michael's sister, Elizabeth, and her husband Darren and their son, Caden, who is almost exactly 6 months older than Kindred. The family built a house across the street from the beach and they are trying to sell it, so they are living in it until that happens. (The house is amazing. There is a picture below. Let me know if you're interested.)

We got to spend a portion of almost every day at the beach. The weather was wonderful-- mid to upper 70's, so we would take the boys over in their footy pajamas and let them loose. This was old news to Caden, but Kindred loved everything about the beach. He loved the sand and the noise, and the birds. When we would put him down, after he had eaten a sufficient amount of sand, he would take off crawling like mad toward the water, ready to catch a wave. He never actually made it that far, but we would hold him and flip him upside down so that he could run his hands through the water as it went back to the ocean.

I got pretty cold one day so I put on my winter hat to protect my ears from the wind. I looked like a dork but was very comfortable!

Darren and I made sand castles, and Caden and Kindred immediately and expertly smooshed them all.

We had hoped that Kindred would be positively influenced by his cousin and take off running through their house. He didn't, but he learned how to use Caden's little walker and even mastered the art of steering. Zoom zoom.


Caden and Kindred were good friends, mostly. Here's a picture of them giving kisses and hugs to each other.

I celebrated my 30th birthday (oh geez) in Florida. This is me reading an embarassing card and Kindred being ready for the cake.


And this is the house. It's really fabulous.