As I said before, I was sooooo excited about our first Christmas with Jackson. It's hard to believe Christmas has come and gone and our little man is over 7 months old. Wow. This visit was such a learning/growing time for Jackson, as he came back doing so many new things. He cut his first tooth (and now has another one on the way), learned to clap (and now claps when you say "YAY!!!" or when he hears music or gets excited about something--LOVE it), started sitting up, crawling, reaching out for us, showing a preference for mom (me) plus a little bit of separation anxiety complete with crying every time I leave the room (this has actually gotten a teensy (here I go making up words again) better since I first started writing this post), showing MUCH more interest in toys, clucking (with his mouth---sure this has to do with teething, but he would do this when he "called" Granny's kitty)......YES, all of this while we were in Baton Rouge! I'm telling you, you won't recognize this kid if you haven't seen him in a while! It was so fun to watch him achieve all this because I could just see his excitement and pride in his new skills.
As you can imagine, we are busy chasing after our now mobile little guy. He gets around FAST. Our days have become much more exciting at home because there are so many new things we get to do together. A couple of our new favorite games are blowing bubbles and playing chase. He doesn't always want to play chase, but when he does it's fun. He giggles and crawls after me and gets so tickled when I turn around to chase him. Sometimes in the middle of playing with him I stop and think how much I cherish this time...so so precious. I try not to be downright weepy, but I'm just so sentimental.
I'm going to start by posting a few pictures that I didn't have time to post before we left town...
First comes...the HOUSTON SNOW!!! I have to tell you that Jackson was sleeping when the snow started falling. I RAN to his room, snatched him up out of his bed, bundled him up real quickly and hurried out the front door to show him the snow. He was NOT impressed! He looked at me as if to say, "Mom, you woke me up for THIS?" I'm sorry; I just couldn't help it. He may never see snow in Houston again. Since it was literally freezing, we went back inside and watched it out of my bedroom window. The following clip is evidence that it really was snowing here since it didn't show up in my pictures. And to my BR friends, don't laugh...I know our snow was NOTHING like what y'all got, but it was SNOW!
This next picture BREAKS my heart...our house has a little problem...the heating/AC unit does not distribute appropriately...therefore, it is FREEZING in Jackson's room when it's TOASTY in our room. The first few days of really cold weather (and I think they were the ONLY that we've had...haha) really threw us for a loop because we didn't realize we had this problem. One day during J's nap, I heard him making all these weird noises in his room. He finally stopped and went on to sleep. I never went in to check on him while he was making the noises because I figured he was just settling down and going to sleep. After I could tell that he was sleeping, I went in to find him FREEZING. His little hands and face were like ICE, and he had put his hands up under his face for warmth I guess. HORRIBLE MOM MOMENT!!!!!!! I felt sooooo bad. (And yes, the poor kid is also sleeping on his mattress pad. Haha...I guess I was washing his sheets that day.)
Another exciting thing was my first Beth Moore Conference! I can't BELIEVE I've never been to any of her conferences or read any of her books. It was soooo great, and it was nice to have a little girl time with Kim and Jaime. My friend, Stacy, also went with some of her friends and wrote about it here. Wow. I learned so much that night from Beth. One of my favorite things that she said was how when God tells you no to something you've been asking for, it's usually wrapped up in a greater package. Something bigger than yourself. What a great reminder that it's not about ME.
The very next day was the day we were getting ready to leave for LA...quite a challenge with a mobile 7 month old!!! Is it just me, or does he look very GUILTY in some of the following shots?
This is what I was dealing with while I was trying to pack...a little man who was into EVERYTHING! He would lunge forward to get to where he wanted to go and open/chew on everything in my house! While I was packing the car, I was walking in and out and of course keeping an eye on him. One time I walked back into the living room, and there he was just sitting up looking at me! Haha. His first time to sit up... and it surprised him just as much as it did me!
I finally had to put him in his bed with some toys to play with so that he wouldn't hurt himself. Here is how I found him...He gave up!
Trying to crawl...Pretty sure this was after a diaper change (speaking of, those have gotten INTERESTING!!! This little mischievous kid turns to each side and laughs when I'm trying to change his diaper. He's VERY strong and I can't always even get him back with one hand. He thinks it's a game, and I hate to say it but it's already gotten him one tiny little pop on the leg...;)
The other new trick...I think he's a little late on this one, but he started holding his own bottle right before we left. I knew he was capable of it before, but he was being LAZY! We finally worked on it enough and he decided to take it over. It took discipline on my part because I had to sit him in his little rainforest chair to practice so he would be reclined and willing to hold his bottle up if it was the only way he could get his milk. I hated not holding him, but needed him to learn to do this for when we're out and he's hungry but I can't stop to feed him (for example Dr. visits.) Now that he has it down, I still hold him when he drinks his bottle. That's bonding time I REFUSE to give up just yet. I love these little hands.
So that is part 1...Christmas is my favorite time of year. It deserves at least 3 different posts. =)
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I love my sweet son's hands so much too!!!
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