Week’s End 04102015

I had more/other pictures to share today, but my computer doesn’t want to work with me so maybe I’ll get them up next week.

Peanut had his 15 month check up yesterday and he’s doing great! Strong, healthy, smart boy!

Weight: 21.5 pounds
Length: 30-1/4 inches

"Uh oh!"

“Uh oh!”


Peanut at Fifteen Months

Gosh. I can’t believe my little Peanut is 15 months old today.


We threw him his first birthday party in January. It was Disney Planes themed and he loved it! (Read all the details here.)

He’s doing and saying so many new things – I don’t know where to start!
In early February he learned to climb the stairs – I haven’t decided if that’s good or bad. Ha! At night, when I tell him it’s time to go upstairs (to get his pajamas on), he goes right to the stairs and starts climbing (with me RIGHT behind him). In late February is when he really started “walking”. Before that, he would walk along the furniture and stuff, but around this time is when he started taking his push toys and venturing out of the living room. It was so surprising to me because he just grabbed his Sit and Stand* toy and started going! That’s when Hubs and I really started working with him on walking. (Not that we weren’t working with him before, but he was finally actually showing an interest in walking around this time.) The next week Peanut started taking a few steps (without holding anything) here and there. Hubs and I would sit in the middle of the living room and have Peanut walk back and forth to us. (We sat about five (Peanut) steps away from each other.) I’m not kidding when I say the very next week he was walking on his own. He was still a little wobbly, but he was walking and when he fell down he’d get right back up and keep on going. Now (two weeks after he actually started walking) he’s pretty stable and is getting into everything. :] I was surprised with how quickly he picked up on walking!


(Now you can see his cape.)

He’s also saying so many new things. Peanut has always been very vocal. I can confidently say that at 12 months he knew “Mama”, “Dada”, and Hubs’ side of the family (since my mother in law watches him while we work). So, he knew “Nana”, “Poppy”, “Ceecee”, and he also knew things like “Mickey” and “Baba”. (I actually wrote about him learning some of these words at 11 months.) He’s such a sponge and he’s learning so many new words all the time! He’s known where his nose, head, and feet are for a while now, and now he knows tummy and ear too. He knows “nigh nigh” for bed time and says “din din” for dinner. He knows that “putting his big boy diaper and pajamas on” means to go upstairs. He wipes his mouth with his napkin at dinner and I haven’t quite figured out what he’s saying when he wants a drink, but he reaches for his sippy and says something that sounds like “wawa” (water?). He’s learning the names of foods like yogurt and says “go go” for mango. He knows chicken, turkey, deer, fish. Just the other night, he actually fed himself an entire plate of ravioli. He wouldn’t let go of the spoon, so I helped him spear some ravioli and he put it to his mouth and fed himself the whole time. It’s so fun to witness him doing these new things, but it’s so sad at the same time!


Since he’s walking now, he haaates being put in his walker. He throws a little baby fit. But, that’s a safe place for me to put him when I’m prepping/cooking dinner, so he does sit in it for at least 20 minutes a day. He’s recently taken to playing bumper cars with the cabinets and his walker… ha!

Oh! About a week ago we got his new convertible car seat*. I thought he’d fight me about getting into it, but he actually seems to like it. It’s much more roomy than the infant seat* and I’m sure it’s more comfortable too. Before we got his new seat, I always just popped the infant seat off the base and into his stroller. Now that we’ve installed the new seat though, I can’t do that anymore. (The seat is now one piece with the base and stays in the car.) Peanut sat in a cart (GASP – GERM ALERT) for the first time last Friday and he wasn’t quite sure what to do at first. He just sat there with his hands folded together – lol! Once he figured out he could touch stuff though, he was leaning over and grabbing stuff off the shelves. It was fun times… :] (I did use a cart cover* by the way.) (I have never really thought of myself as a “germophobe”, but I really didn’t want to put Peanut in a cart if I didn’t have to. Which is why he didn’t sit in one until he was almost 15 months old – ha!)

I can’t believe how fast time has gone by and I can’t believe how big my little dude is now.


Hi. I'm cute.

Hi. I’m cute.



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Peanut’s First Birthday Party

We celebrated Peanut’s first birthday last (last) weekend with a Disney Plane’s themed party at our church. I thought it turned out really great and it was so much fun!

That morning, my mom and I headed out to pick up the cake and then headed straight to the church (a little early) to start decorating.

My mom and Peanut.

My mom and Peanut.


It makes me so sad how big he looks in those pictures! ;(



We got his cake done at Walmart and I was seriously impressed! They did a GREAT job! It was about $30 for this half sheet (serves 40) and the Smash Cake was free!


He was more into opening his gifts this time around (compared to Christmas) and it was so fun! My mother-in-law got him a huge stuffed Mickey Mouse and it was so cute because as soon as I pulled it out of the bag and placed it in front of him, he went, “MIIICKEYY!” Luckily, someone got it on camera. :]


He loves all of his gifts and now our living room really looks like a toy store. Sigh – ha!

I was curious to see what Peanut would do with the Smash Cake. He’s so precise with his food – when we give him finger food he picks it up between his fingers very slowly and moves his hand to his mouth so precisely. On the other hand, we don’t give Peanut sweets so I was curious to see what he’d do once that sugary goodness hit his lips. Well, he slowly dipped his hand in the icing like, “Is this okay??”, licked his fingers, and jammed his hand back in the icing. It was so cute and everyone was cracking up!


He was so fixed on the cake that he didn’t mind the hat on his head – ha!

He was a total mess afterwards. It was so much fun to clean up – not. :]



When the party was over and we were done cleaning, Mom and I headed out to Target and Peanut conked out in his car seat – talk about a sugar crash! :]

I still can’t believe our little dude is one year old. It’s so fun to witness him growing up, but I do wish time would slow down.

Peanut at Twelve Months


Wow. I can’t believe you’re a year old already. The time has really flown by.

You have been such a wonderful blessing in our lives. You are the most perfect, happy baby. Although it’s only your first birthday, we can’t remember what life was like before you came along.

You were born during the coldest week of 2014. (January 8th, 2014 at 1:05 AM weighing 8 pounds, 5 ounces and 21 inches long.) I remember your Dad and I being worried about that particular week and wondering if we were going to be able to keep you warm enough at home (our heating unit wasn’t working too well). Luckily enough, you came right in time – we spent that whole week in the hospital in a room that was a toasty 80 degrees. On the day we took you home, Dad went out to make sure the car was plenty warm enough for you and I dressed you in your camouflage outfit and set you in your car seat to buckle you up. You cried at first when I set you down, but you ended up loving riding in the car (you still do). Finally being able to take you home was so exciting, but also a little scary because we didn’t have the nurses and doctors right outside the door in case we needed them.

We had nothing to worry about. You were such an angel baby (still are). You have slept through the night since the day we brought you home from the hospital. Your Dad and I used to wake you up every three to four hours to eat because we thought we were supposed to. Family and friends all told us to “never wake a sleeping baby”, but we were too concerned about you not getting enough to eat. We wanted you to grow up big and strong! It wasn’t until your four week check-up appointment, when the doctor told us it was okay to let you sleep, that we actually let you sleep through the night. We kept you in our room for about eight months. You started out in a little sleep-rocker, but you got so big so fast that we eventually ended up putting a play pen in our room and you slept on my side of the bed. You were ready to be in your own room at a young age, but we weren’t ready to let you go yet. It wasn’t until you were about nine months old that we let you sleep in your room with a monitor. Dad and I were up all night watching over you on that one-inch monitor screen!

I remember in February of 2014, when you were just over a month old, the first time we took you on an outing (besides your doctor’s appointments). We went to lunch with Dad’s family. Your Dad and I were too worried about you getting sick from being out in the cold, so we kept you cuddled up at home. Everyone convinced me it was okay to bring you out really quick for lunch, so I dressed you warmly, packed your diaper bag, and headed out. You didn’t cry at all while we were out. You just sat in your car seat (propped up on the high chair) and took in the world around you. You were so observant (still are) and curious.

I stayed home with you until the end of March and then I had to return to work. Luckily, Nana was able to watch you. I knew that when I was away, you were with someone who was going to love and care for you ALMOST as much as I do. Getting you ready that morning and bringing you over to Nana’s house was tough. I didn’t want to leave you! I couldn’t wait to get off work that day and when I finally did, you gave me hundreds of kisses which made me feel all better.

Not only were you a happy baby, you were a smart baby (still are). You caught on to things so quickly. You knew quite a few words (and people) around six months of age. You learned tummy time, holding your head up, sitting up on your own, and walking around furniture really quickly. One thing you did NOT want to do was crawl on your hands and knees. You were easily gliding along the furniture before you started crawling. I thought for sure that you were going to be walking before crawling, but you proved me wrong. (I do think you will be walking any day now though.) You still amaze us with the new things you learn daily. You have brought a whole new meaning of happiness to our lives.

It feels kind of weird to write you this letter and know in the back of my mind that you’re one year old today. I remember so many specific things like they happened yesterday. Your first year went by too fast.

We love you so much Little Man! We are so grateful and feel so blessed that you were brought into our lives. I have truly enjoyed every single second we’ve spent with you, but I’m sad that time is flying by so quickly. We thank God for you every day.

Happy birthday Little Man!

Love always,

Mom & Dad



Peanut at Eleven Months

peanutatelevenmonthsIn one more month this little guy will be ONE YEAR OLD. I seriously don’t know where the time went and how it went by so fast. I know you’re probably tired of hearing this, but it’s just crazy how fast time goes by. I’m pretty sure that every Christmas, everyone has the “I can’t believe Christmas is here again!” thought, but that “time flies” feeling is somehow so much different when you’re thinking about how fast your baby is growing. I remember the moment I found out I was pregnant – waking Hubs up around 2:30ish AM. I remember the day we told our families and then immediately calling my dad in CA since he was the only parent not present. I remember our first appointment. I remember finding out we were having a boy (and other scary things that happened that day) and the single tear that ran down my cheek in pure excitement. I remember my whole pregnancy being pretty much pain free and super easy. I remember the day I thought I was going into labor, and the day I did go into labor. I remember the first time I held Peanut and I remember that all of my worries about not knowing how to be “the best mom” completely vanished when the doctor put him in my arms. I remember, before Peanut was born, having this dreading thought that I wasn’t going to know what to do, and when. I remember that he pooped on my arm as soon as he laid down (ha) and I remember his first bath by the nurse in the hospital. I remember dressing him in his first outfit and getting him ready to go home. I remember feeling like even though he had just been born, it felt like he had always been with us.

It’s like a whole year went by in just one weekend. I can look back at (thousands of) pictures of him and know how old he was by knowing what size clothes he was wearing. The onesie with the football is a newborn, the blue striped elephant is a 0-3 month, the first time he wore that moose shirt he pooped all over it before I could show it to Hubs, that red sleeper is missing a snap, for some reason that top fits him just fine but the matching pants seem too tight.

peanutatelevenmonthsIn all honesty, not a braggy mom way, Peanut is SO smart. He catches on to things so quickly! He definitely knows “mama” and “dada”, but every now and then every person and every thing is “dada”. (I think that’s his favorite word.) I pointed at our Christmas tree twice, let him touch it, said “TREE”, and he said “chree”. Now I can ask him where the tree is and he’ll look right at it (even if we’re at someone else’s house). He also knows “deer” (from hunting shows with Hubs). One night, over at Hubs’s parent’s house, we were calling the dog “Shaaaaaggy” and I kid you not, Peanut said “Shaaaaaa-eee”. We all just looked at each other like DID THAT JUST HAPPEN!? Peanut knows “Poppy” and “Cece” and he’s learning “Nana”. I can’t figure out if he’s trying to say “Dorofee” (Dorothy – white dog above) or “do-ee” (doggie, because that’s what I call them), but he’s definitely trying to say one of those two things. Also, if you start singing Patty Cake he will start clapping.

Heheh :]

Heheh :]

He’s such a happy baby. If we laugh, he copies us. He’s super ticklish and giggly, so it’s fun to mess with him. When I push him around the store in his stroller he just babbles away – “bababa dadad”. If someone looks at him silly, he cracks up like it’s the funniest thing. We are so so lucky that he hardly fusses. He’s a baby and he has his moments, but he honestly hardly fusses at all. He rubs his eyes when he’s tired and he sticks out his tongue when he’s hungry – especially if you have something that he wants – ha. If his nap gets a little off schedule, he may fuss a little bit before conking out, but it’s hardly anything excessive.

Ohhh, new toys!

Ohhh, new toys!

We are slowly transitioning him into eating more “real” food. HE DOESN’T HAVE A SINGLE TOOTH, so I’m a bit hesitant to give him chunks of things that he actually has to chew. So far he loves avocados, clementines, bananas, mashed potatoes, spinach, and almost all assortments of his baby food. He’s also started getting some pear juice (mixed half/half with bottled water).

He’s moving so easily around the furniture nowadays too! He’s definitely getting brave and trying to still “walk” when the couch ends. He’s also really good at bending down and picking up things he’s dropped. One of the cute things he does is say, “UH OH” when something falls/he drops something. Sometimes he throws stuff on purpose just to say “Uh oh”. ;] He’s starting to listen to “NO NO”, but you have to look away after you say it because he’ll give you the biggest pout you’ve ever seen.

He’s getting too big, too fast.




weeksend11142014Eleven other things to know about Peanut at eleven months:
1. He does an excellent job in his walker.
2. He prefers to stand outside of his play pen (rather than inside).
3. He doesn’t really like plain water.
4. He’s getting better at realizing that the end of bath time is not the end of the world.
5. He loves his Wubbanub* pacifier.
6. He likes to pet his own hair/pat his head.
7. His hands are always cold.
8. He has the cutest laugh, ever.
9. He likes playing with people’s teeth.
10. I have to give him something to hold while I change his diaper or he has a fit.

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