Yikes!

What a month it's been. I had the best intentions of finally getting off Christmas cards for the first time this year--I really wanted to do that. Those golden intentions have turned into the ideal of getting a baby announcement out in February.

The rundown for this month . . .

The good:
Guy is counting to 6. On a good day he doesn't forget 7 and 8 and gets to at least 10, but most the time he goes from 6 to 9.
He knows a lot of the alphabet, but C, T, and a few other letters all sound like D.
We're rid of the naptime and bedtime bottles.
Finished with the pacifier immediately after the plane ride home from visiting Rob's family.
Into his own bed, with sports sheets (he loves balls!).

Verdict's out (not sure where to classify this yet):
An invitation to participate in the Midvale Stake Days of '47 float commitee--lots of drawing, which I haven't done for years--a little bit scary, to say the least.

The bad for Guy:
Coughs and colds disturbing all hours of the day and night. Thank you "Hands Hands Fingers Thumb" for the line: "Hands with handkerchiefs Blow! Blow! Blow!" At least that's made things easier.
Guy missing nursery twice so far--we have, at least, gotten to sacrament meeting (I'm ready to keep him out now 'til April since that's where he seems to get sick in the first place).
Night waking, screaming, and opening his own door to come pound on our at all hours of the night.
Refusal to drink milk - even strawberry and chocolate.
Stomach sickness causing us to go through the fastest pack of diapers ever.

For me:
Lots of blood test pain and bruising. A diagnosis of gestational diabetes, just in time for the holiday season. Fortunately, that has since been changed, however, that was after 30+ finger pricks/blood sugar checks, aggressive carb counting for seemingly forever (though it was only about 4 days), and just a lot of hassle.
Also, a couple of colds and bit of a stomach virus, myself.

All the while Rob's working hard at the two jobs and being amazing as he fills in all the holes I try to not leave, but sometimes can't fill.

Here's hoping next month and year are better--however, I certainly realize that things could be harder/worse. I know we're blessed and though we have troubles, they are minor and/or insignificant in comparison to what they could be.

Before Christmas I will post a few photos we've taken recently . . .

A little catch up

Snapping a few photos, but not as many as I could. Life's been pretty hectic and busy.Story time had Curious George. Guy was a little scared at first--this was his first costumed character experience--but he warmed up okay and gave George a few high fives by the time we were done. Please excuse the bags under my eyes--this was about 3 weeks ago now, and sadly, I think the bags have gotten worse.
Guy's first time on Trax-we went to the Children's Discovery Musuem with Guy's friend Chloe and her mom, Jessica. Chloe is a little more than one month older than Guy and they love playing together. Guy can't say Chloe--he calls her "Bobo." The kids seemed to be content with the thrill of the train and probably wouldn't have missed the museum. I'm glad we went to the museum once, but more glad we did it for $5 total, rather than the "real" price of $8 each for both Guy and me. The Sunday before Thanksgiving we got a lot of snow--more than they warned for with the blizzard that was supposed to come later that week (thankfully it didn't make much of an appearance and we were able to get out of town no problem). Rob built a snow fort for Guy and they both had a great time. Since then we've gotten gloves for Guy, so now there will be no more hands in socks and plastic bags. But hey, it gave them over an hour of play time, so it worked.Eating the goods. He does almost every time he sees snow. I know I did that as a kid, too.I just love this shot.
Action shot by Rob. Sometimes I think we need a trampoline for the kid already.