Hi All!
I am not going to post any pictures (I know, I'm so boring). But I'm supposed to be packing for our trip to North Carolina! I'm getting excited (I know, it's amazing). So, I started this new thing... a bit of a habit... Every time Miller does something, I think to myself or tell Travis "Oh look! Miller may be a _________ when he grows up!" I have begun taking pictures and documenting all the things Miller is interested in... As you saw in the last blog, he could be an engineer on a train, a puppy dog, a male model, a veterinarian, a cowboy, a pianist, a nutritionist, a pet lover, one of those people who wrap presents at the mall for husbands who are wrapping impaired, a horticulturalist, or a male gigolo, like Deuce Bigolo. HA!
We are going to leave, so no blogs for a while... But, next time, be prepared for pictures including Miller doing his most favorite things, such as streaking, being a bag boy, and a hairdresser!
Love you all! MERRY CHRISTMAS!
Friday, December 19, 2008
Monday, December 8, 2008
Planes, Trains, and Automobiles!
Hi! Our Thanksgiving adventure was full of new experiences.
Miller is so excited to get on his first train ride! (He is very well traveled, he has been on an airplane to Pennsylvania at 11 weeks old, driven from Florida to North Carolina and back again many times, his first time being at 6 1/2 weeks, and now, at 8 months, he trekked across Florida by train!)
Most of these pictures have fingertips in them! Here we are waiting with Grandma taking the picture!
Such a goofball.
The tracks.
On the train. He was a very good boy, I had to corral him on the seats though... and I was dying with him touching EVERYTHING! AH!! So many germs! I almost whipped out my Lysol spray, but that isn't too thoughtful of the other passengers.
Auntie Wendy, Grace, and Miller.
This is Miller's first encounter with horses at Wendy's, and I believe it was the horses first encounter with a baby... He loved when they sniffed him, he would start giggling!
Daisy is sniffin' away!
As promised, Miller making his musical debut! He loves playing the piano! I really think he is very musical, when I sing, he sings, and he loves musical instruments!
Then, he visited his best friend, Tori. I think she's considering switching to formula :) haha.
It is very difficult to take a picture of two babies! Tori was totally cooperative, but Miller on the other hand, was all over the place!
This is for all of you that really, really know me. (Notice the shirt.)
Our Christmas tree!!!
Miller sitting on the table, digging through the presents, in front of the tree. I love our tree : )
Most of these pictures have fingertips in them! Here we are waiting with Grandma taking the picture!
Such a goofball.
The tracks.
On the train. He was a very good boy, I had to corral him on the seats though... and I was dying with him touching EVERYTHING! AH!! So many germs! I almost whipped out my Lysol spray, but that isn't too thoughtful of the other passengers.
Auntie Wendy, Grace, and Miller.
This is Miller's first encounter with horses at Wendy's, and I believe it was the horses first encounter with a baby... He loved when they sniffed him, he would start giggling!
Daisy is sniffin' away!
As promised, Miller making his musical debut! He loves playing the piano! I really think he is very musical, when I sing, he sings, and he loves musical instruments!
Then, he visited his best friend, Tori. I think she's considering switching to formula :) haha.
It is very difficult to take a picture of two babies! Tori was totally cooperative, but Miller on the other hand, was all over the place!
This is for all of you that really, really know me. (Notice the shirt.)
Our Christmas tree!!!
Miller sitting on the table, digging through the presents, in front of the tree. I love our tree : )
Tuesday, December 2, 2008
I am thankful... !
Thanksgiving was the best yet! I'm not sure why, but the food was extremely delicious, more so than usual... and Travis and Miller were with me, we were together as a family :) A peculiar string of events happened this weekend. Sunday, before we left, James, Liza, and Grace came over to visit. In conversation I had asked Liza what the message was from church, and she said, "Being thankful." I shrugged and said okay, not putting much thought into it, thankful turns into such a trite word throughout the holidays. Then she went on to say an example he gave: "Instead of being angry that you are stuck in traffic, be thankful you aren't the one in the accident."
We left my parents house at around three. (Let me also mention we were all sick this weekend: fevers, sore throats, blah, the whole kit-n-kaboodle.) Before we even got on the turnpike we had to stop and get drinks and cash for tolls. Then, Miller had a poopy diaper, totally cramping our traveling style. We proceeded to get on the turnpike, which is about an hour drive to our exit. In Florida fashion, we ended up going 40 mph because of a torrential downpour. I had my polarized glasses on and was so close to the windshield I am surprised it didn't fog. Travis, Flower, and Miller were all safe in the back seat. We got off the turnpike and had to merge onto 60... (this is when I realized we should have left Saturday.) I went all the way to the end of the merge lane and weaseled my way in, getting told off by a manly looking woman in an Accord (grr...). We drive about 20 minutes and come to a dead stop. (I'm tired of telling the story now). There is a terrible accident about 1/2 mile ahead. The trauma hawk is there, there are emergency vehicles everywhere. So we sat. We sat for 2 hours. I was not even upset we were waiting. I was thankful that we weren't in the accident, that we stopped twice, that there was a rain storm, and that we were all there safe, enjoying one another (that of course doesn't include Flower, HAHA!).
When we passed where the accident was, one of the vehicles had been opened like a tuna can. It was terrible. The people involved were probably eating Thanksgiving dinner with their families this past Thursday. I am thankful I was with mine!
We left my parents house at around three. (Let me also mention we were all sick this weekend: fevers, sore throats, blah, the whole kit-n-kaboodle.) Before we even got on the turnpike we had to stop and get drinks and cash for tolls. Then, Miller had a poopy diaper, totally cramping our traveling style. We proceeded to get on the turnpike, which is about an hour drive to our exit. In Florida fashion, we ended up going 40 mph because of a torrential downpour. I had my polarized glasses on and was so close to the windshield I am surprised it didn't fog. Travis, Flower, and Miller were all safe in the back seat. We got off the turnpike and had to merge onto 60... (this is when I realized we should have left Saturday.) I went all the way to the end of the merge lane and weaseled my way in, getting told off by a manly looking woman in an Accord (grr...). We drive about 20 minutes and come to a dead stop. (I'm tired of telling the story now). There is a terrible accident about 1/2 mile ahead. The trauma hawk is there, there are emergency vehicles everywhere. So we sat. We sat for 2 hours. I was not even upset we were waiting. I was thankful that we weren't in the accident, that we stopped twice, that there was a rain storm, and that we were all there safe, enjoying one another (that of course doesn't include Flower, HAHA!).
When we passed where the accident was, one of the vehicles had been opened like a tuna can. It was terrible. The people involved were probably eating Thanksgiving dinner with their families this past Thursday. I am thankful I was with mine!
So... here I am, I actually have time to do the blog, I'm feeling bloggy... yet, I cannot find my camera! So, here's a picture that Liza took as we were walking out of the door of Miller's First Thanksgiving! Notice how he isn't wearing a cute little onesie that says "Baby's 1st Thanksgiving" ... !! I completely forgot to get one and am just getting over feeling like a total failure. I'm sure he didn't mind : )
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