Baby Bookworms!

Today was Max's first experience at Baby Bookworms today! Fortunate enough for us, the program is right before my first class on Mondays but unfortunately during my classes on Thursdays. We may only make it on Mondays. Unless Bry feels comfortable taking him by himself. We got there kinda lateish and ended up going to the wrong room! Silly us. But once we got in, we saw dozens of babies! Max was in heaven! At first, he was aloof and shy, but once he saw all the kids walking and crawling around he got involved as well. We sang silly songs that made him wiggle and giggle, we rang bells, and then we had reading time. Max mostly enjoyed the socializing time, go figure. I'm quite surprised at how many people were amazed he was walking at 10 months... apparently that isn't something you see quite often. It made for a good time though and I think he was happy for the most part. Today's Bry's day off thank goodness and we are going to celebrate and spend time with Maxwell. I'll keep you posted on anything big.

I must be nuts

Okay I'm a firm believer now that parenthood solidifies how nuts you really are. More often than not, I find myself almost at tears for no apparent reason at all. Tonight my sweet bear climbed over to me and started laying his head on me. Sweetest thing ever right? Even sweeter is that he was in bed, asleep by 7:08 pm. I took him to the playground again today where our walk led us last Thursday. For about 15 minutes of the 20-30 we were there he was trying to climb up the slides, climb the stairs, whatever he can get at. I'd like to think that's what attributed to his early bedtime. Anyway back to my nutzo story. So we returned today around 3:10 pm from our Little Rock trip and I was unpacking and took the things that belonged in his room in. Curled up in a little ball at the tip-top of his crib was my little booboo, sleeptalking/sleepcooing and it literally brought tears to my eyes. I mean seriously? It's just a little ball of flesh that gurgles and poos and farts. Okay, well maybe we got connected in the 9 months+ that he was inside of me. Maybe there is a bit of connection there.

Anyway, so we were in Little Rock this weekend. Pretty successful weekend. Friday night met up with one of my high school friends at my favorite hot spot cheap Mexican food, etc whatever you want to call it, Senor Tequila. Now that made for good times catching up over margaritas. One of the few high school friends who have met my little booboo. Had JohnJohn over as usual and caught up... DUNDADUN! He got a job! Saw Davey as well. Saturday morning we woke up, took Mo over to Jeanine's house to meet her son, Spencer. It was interesting to see him interact with an older child for the first time. He doesn't really get much time. He attempted to emulate

some of the things Spencer did, which was pretty entertaining. I cannot believe that pretty soon I'm going to have a toddler yelling, "LET'S PLAY TAG!" every 6 seconds. Who needs exercise routines then? Saturday night had date night with my baby daddy at our usual hangout - Big Whiskey's. They never fail to satisfy me. Continued on the night to celebrate JohnJohn's

birthday.We started at Willy D's but went to this new bar on the side.. Priouse or something like that? Very neat. Hangout with couches and low-key with a band. Cannot wait to be down there more often. Anyway, I need to start focusing on this week's festivities and thought I'd update you with some info. Roll the reel.

MWAHAHHAHA

10 months

I'm horrible. I'll admit it. I cannot keep with this thing, no matter how much I promise to. So I'll keep ya posted when I keep you posted. Max is going to be 10 months on Monday. Really? It's been almost a year since I sported a protuding belly that made it almost impossible to get a decent sleep throughout the night, not to mention the inability to lay flat on my stomach to sleep? I can't believe it. And life just keeps getting better. Started back to school on 23 August 2010. 15 hours on campus, 10 hours online. 1 degree by May 2011 hopefully. Most people think I'm nuts. I'm completely balls to the wall driven. Max is in bed by around 7:30-8:30 every night and as soon as he rolls over and shuts those sparkling baby blues momma's at her "desk" (the bar island in my apartment) typing away, reading articles, or whatever tasks the giant calendar demands me to perform. On a rather ironic note, I've never felt so stress-free about a semester as I have this one. Knock on wood. Could be because it just started. Max is walking and talking more and more every day. His laugh echoes more and more throughout our GINORMOUS apartment that we moved into beginning of July 2010. It's noticeably bigger than our last if you haven't been to visit yet and has closets everywhere you turn. Which is UH-MAY-ZING! Momma tries to keep the place a bit cleaner than normal but now with the eruption of a new school year and daunting deadlines hanging above my head (literally, there's a calendar up by my head) things tend to get a bit messier than I would care for. Anyway, got off track of the real issue here: Maxwell. He has two teeth and a goofy grin that you can't help but smile at, it's that contagious. I can hardly believe it. My baby is almost a year old. I need ideas. Themes? For his first birthday. And let me know if you want to come obviously. May be a little informal, facebook invites. Not that we don't care and don't want you there, but my limited time with all these hours I currently have in progress. Anyway, I think that's pretty much up to date. I'll save you the long hours and terrible stories we have about teething because it's not pretty. Oh wait, embarrassing story time. Max now loves to take off his diapers. It's rather entertaining. He did it a week and a half ago or so for the first time while Bryan was away at his work fairly early in the morning. I was opposed. Just all of the sudden, "Oh, what do these velcro-esque closures do?" And off with the diaper and crawl away before Mama can catch him. Smart child. The other day, Bry comes in carrying a naked Maxwell. I believe I was blowdrying my hair. He finally had his chance to endure the experience that is Max taking off his diaper. I proceeded then to die over with laughter. I can't wait for you all to experience this. Or live vicariously through my stories. I don't mind. :) Anyway, the sun is shining out, it's AMAZING weather day. I'm gonna grab my boys and get out.