Almost a year

I can't believe that Remi is almost a year old...it's crazy. I look at him and he doesn't even look like a baby anymore, he is so big and tall and I can't cradle him like a baby....it really does go by so quick, too quick!But in saying that he is growing up to be quite a character, with a great personality and wonderful sense of humor. He also has his mommy's temper and the need to do his own thing his own way but he has his daddy's passion for music and his love for animals. So, i think we are doing good so far!

He is getting his second tooth now, on the bottom, right next to the other one, and it looks as if they are both coming in crooked which is fun! He is eating finger foods a lot better now but again, like his mom, only sems to want to eat carbs...he loves his wheat flax waffles, his wheat toast and loves pasta, only if it is drenched in some kind of sauce....won't self feed any fruits or vegetables! Go figure!

As for the more exciting news...HE TOOK HIS FIRST STEPS!!!!!SORT OF....i think. Its hard to say but I guess we can write down as February 12 2009! It was hard to tell at first and there is a story that goes with it! Here goes: Ryan was working the night before and my girlfriend Krista was in town again and so all us girls (Julie, Krista and another new friend Amy) decided to hang out. I decided to spend the night with Remi at Julie's house because we were drinking and I didn't want to drive anywhere. It seems to be that when i am with my girls we get a little crazy. So the next day I was too "tired" to take Remi to his music class. My angry husband had to take him instead to a class full of woman singing, dancing and playing instruments with their kids....I have a wonderful husband. So, i swear, just to rub it in, Ryan comes home and tells me 2 HOURS after the fact that Remi took 3 steps on his own. He waited to tell me because he hadn't decided if he was going to because he knew I would cry. He said he knocked him down after that and waited to show me until he got home.....that'll teach me to drink again! So far Remi has taken 5 steps since then but he knows we are in front of him so he kind of falls after the first 3...we get so excited, we clap, yell, hug, kiss and scream! It is so awesome and I think he will be on the move soon!

first haircut- February 6, 2009

So I am a little late on my updates but I am trying to catch up...a few weeks behind isn't bad! So Remi got his first haircut, and it went something like this.....
Hanging out at the salon, waiting for our turn and he is having a blast, smiling, laughing, watching a little girl get her haircut while another little girl gets her hair dried....Finally it is his turn. we put him in the chair, which is actually a bike with its own steering wheel, and buckle him in. He is playing with the steering wheel, having a great time, the woman puts his leopard print smock on him and busts out the electric shaver......all good so far.....then he wants to know where the hell that noise is coming from and tries to turn around and see and realizes....oh crap, that noise is me....needless to say the water works start and he gets hysterical. We try toys, a lollipop, a pacifier...nothing works, he just wants out of that chair. The haircut literally took 5 minutes but you would think we were trying to kill him (of course my heart was breaking but I tried to maintain). Finally he was done and back to his happy self. When he was finished he looked like a little boy, a toddler, it was so sad and cute at the same time. We saved his hair in a little plastic bag and we got a certificate from the salon stating that he survived the ordeal and it is all in the baby book. Seeing as how it has been 3 weeks since the haircut, it is already growing out but we decided next time to not cut it as short!

Mommy's home

So...I'm back. Idaho was great...My girlfriends and I had a wonderful time and it was nice to just get away and let loose! We went to dinners, got massages, went to bars and just sat around and chatted! My girlfriend Krista has 2 kids and she was ready to party...(we all were) but she is now known as "the tornado". She came in and got us on our A game. We went to a bar and danced until 2 am and we had the best time. We were all in jeans and uggs/snow boots, looked not as good as we could have, but had more fun than has been had in a long time. Needless to say we were pretty useless after that. I admit I missed Remi a lot but I thought it would feel like an extra arm was missing when i was without him...it didn't.

When I got home on Sunday night I went right to bed and woke to a wonderful cold....thanks to Remi. I went into his room monday morning to get him out of his crib and I swear a toddler was in his place. Could he really have grown that much in 4 days?...it was heartbreaking. He also wanted nothing to do with me...he wanted daddy...again my heart broke in little pieces...but at least daddy knew how it felt now and i could actually shower without him trying to get in with me.

We have been hanging out, doing laundry, going to the park and having fun....Today we went to music class and Remi was a bit of a grump. He has had a low grade fever off and on for the past day due to what I think is teething. His little tooth is getting bigger and bigger and I swear it is coming in sideways....great! I have a snaggletooth son! just like his mom!

Now for the big news!!! Remi is going to get his first haircut tomorrow! My baby, my little man, my bubba needs a haircut while his mom is holding on to the last of her hair. Ironic??? I think God has a great sense of humor....but literally Remi looks like he has a tail in the back, his ears are covered in hair and he can't see out of his eyes cuz of all the hair. How did a bald woman give birth to a monkey? She married a monkey! (love you pooh) Of course this is a big deal and we plan to go to a fancy kids hair dresser and take tons of photos....so until tomorrow....!

Screaming down to OC

While Lindsay and her friends were in Idaho for a weekend away, Remington and I had our own adventures. I needed to head down to Orange County for a friends memorial service, so I packed up and headed to the airport with the little man. First off, I should have left about an hour earlier than I did, but we made it through security and straight on the plane as planned. We arrived to our lovely seat on Southwest, one row from the "lav." It smelled awesome. Off to OC on a fully packed 737, window seat and everything is going great. About 15 minutes later, Remington decides he was over this flight and started to scream and toss about. This screaming was by no means a mild one. It was as loud as I had ever heard and kind of hurt my ears as it reflected off the window. I tried all the tricks to comfort him, but failed and only seemed to agitate him even more. So for the next 45 minutes, everyone on the flight enjoyed Remingtons uncontrollable medley of screams. Fortunately, the two guys sitting next to me were really cool about it and a uy in front of us shared his experience of a similar 6 hour excursion he had. When we touched down in OC, Rem immediately was cool with himself and decided to give me a break. I was offered help with my bags by the guys, but mildly suggested a security detail instead. Everyone had a laugh and then seemed to glare at the only guy who was upset by Remington's actions.

So we were off to a great start. My mother was waiting in baggage claim, so I dropped Rem with her and fetched our belongings. A lady on the flight approached my mother and explained to her what we all just went through. She was surprised I didn't freak out during the flight, but what good would that do?

Now that Remington was cool, the weekend continued as planned. We had a nice dinner that night and relaxed as Remington caught up on his sleep. We woke to a beautiful So Cal day and headed out for a morning walk, coffee, the paper and breakfast for the little guy. My parents were so happy to be with the little guy and looking forward to their sitter duties.

I took off that afternoon for the services and Rem was with the grandparents for a fun filled afternoon. They made it down to the park for a ride on the swing and some crawling about. Then to the store to pick up some dinner and a toy as well. They played around the house and had a great time, an easy afternoon for everyone.

I returned in time to give him his bath and read a quick story. Ryan and Shannon dropped in for dinner and were able to see Rem just prior to bedtime. He always enjoys seeing new faces and carefully examined each of them prior to resting into his comfort zone. It's cool when your friends can see a little bit of you in your children. They couldn't visit with Rem long, but at least they got to say hello and goodnight to the little one. The evening was nice, it was good to catch up and everyone rested well.

Off early Sunday to travel home in time for the Superbowl. I was a little nervous about our flight, but I had to do it. As we waited in line, we ran into a couple that was on our flight down. We exchanged some small talk and I told them, "I'll save them a seat." We laughed and parted ways and headed for the pre-board. As we headed out, Remington seemed really excited about where he was at. He was crawling all over me and the empty seats next to us. Looking out the window and looking back at me to insure he wasn't alone, Remington was bouncing up in down enjoying the rumble of the jet engines and the views as we rolled down the runway and up in the air. He kept hitting the window and laughing, staring out as we elevated. Once leveled off, Rem decided to play peek-a-boo with the ladies behind us. This went on for nearly the whole flight and without even a moment of discontent. What a great flight.

We finally arrived home and Remington seemed to be much happier to be in his space. He played till he was exhausted and crashed out for a couple of hours. Up and down quick and off to sleep for the night.

I think Rem likes his little adventures, but also likes the comfort of his home.