Happy St. Patrick's Day!

This past week my mom came to visit and spend some time with us - mostly Henry. Henry loved spending time with his Grandma too. He enjoyed having someone dote all over him. The weather was beautiful so we were able to spend some time walking around campus and eating outside, which was a treat. We stayed super busy as it was nice for me to get some projects that I'd been wanting to accomplish completed while I had an extra set of hands. We painted an easel that we picked up at a garage sale, complete with a chalkboard and a white board. It came out so cute! Henry can't wait to use it. And I can't wait to see him use it.

Henry has been eating all kinds of veggies lately! Last weekend I went on a baby food making marathon; if you look in the bottom of my freezer, you'll find baby food for a month! Henry loves sweet potatoes, squash, carrots and green beans. Well, we're still working on green beans, they're not quite his favorite yet. We think the waxy texture doesn't appeal too much. If I mix it with another veggie, then he'll eat them....sometimes.






Henry's got big hands for a baby, I must say. I've been wanting to make a mold of his little baby hands for awhile now, so we bought some material at the craft store. First mistake - trying to take an imprint of a seven month old. What is the first thing he's going to do? Grab for the impression material! So we attempted to outsmart Henry and take the mold while he slept. Theoretically, a wonderful idea. Actually, couldn't have been a worse idea. Not only did he grab the stuff as we stuck his hand in, even in his sleep, but he also smeared it everywhere. Carefully, gingerly, so as not to wake the sleeping baby, we wiped his hand and tried again. And again. By this time, Henry woke up and was not a happy camper. Never wake a sleeping baby, right? We tried distracting him with toys, food, and with no success. He's covered in the stuff, I'm covered in the stuff, his clothes are covered. I'm trying to keep his hands out of the way of his mouth so he doesn't ingest plaster of paris. A bath is the only way to quickly clean him before the junk dries all over his hands. Meanwhile, the mold is setting up, so we turned to the sure-fire answer - his foot. Needless to say, I have a very cute mold of his foot, and I don't think I'll get a handprint for a year or two! If I only had a picture of the gunk.....

Trying out a sippie cup! Tip it back, Henry


I'm not crawling just yet, but I'm on my hands and elbows!


With St. Patrick's Day comes a celebration of our anniversary. Two years went by so quickly - we've been busy! What a love-filled day to look back on and add so much meaning to a fun holiday. Our wedding song was "The Best is Yet To Come." Both Gabe and I loved the sentiment - our wedding was amazing, but we both look forward to every day together to come. And we both shared our positive outlook with the couples at the marriage retreat - that every day together gets better and better. We've added a joyous addition to our family, and life has never been the same. When I think back on our wedding day, I remember thinking that I loved Gabe so much, how could I love him any more. And yet, each day, we fall more in love and I am over come at seeing him become a father. Happy Anniversary!

And last but not least, Happy 1st St. Patrick's Day Little O' Cutie Pie!