Painting a Cookie Plate

Dear Conor,

At Christmas 2011 you were only a few days old and therefore we simply put a few cookies out on a plate for Santa with a promise that the following year there would be a special set of cookies and a special plate. 

Well, on November 20, 2012 we headed to the pottery painting place "Get Fired Up" to paint a special plate for Santa.

We used your adorable little foot to make the plate extra special for Santa and so that we would always remember just how little you were when you made that special plate.

everyone working hard

the final product

so proud of our plate

Baby O's ornament

Baby A

Baby C's Tree

It was so much fun to paint with friends!

xoxo
Mommy

He Walks!

Though he had been walking assisted for sometime and taking little steps here and there on November 19, 2012 Conor took his first walk unassisted from the bathroom doorway to 1/2 way into the living room.....we were so proud!

Grandpa Tom & LL Bean

Dear Conor,

Grandpa Tom came up in November (11.18.12) for his monthly trip.  He came alone and so we decided to go on a shopping trip to Freeport.  Before we left you and Grandpa had a little playtime at our house.  You love laughing and playing with him and he LOVES you - his little "mini me"

Impersonating Dr. Evil and his Mini Me

You and Grandpa had a great time walking around the town. You held onto his finger with your little hands and walked up and down the main street and through the farmer's market that was set up in the parking lot.  You were so tired that you were asleep in the car before we even left the parking lot!

Thank for a Great day Grandpa Tom!

xoxo
Mommy

Playdate with Gordon

Dear Conor,

On 11.17.12 little Gordon and his Mommy came to visit.  The two of you had so much fun playing together - it was as though you played together on a regular basis when the truth is you see each other about once a month, sometimes only once every other month.

Let's play Gordon!

Yeah Gordon - that's how it works!

Now let's try this one

You guys played in the living room for quite a while.....even Daddy got in on the action and made you both bucket heads!

 

After a little buckethead fun it was time for lunch.  First we had you boys eat and then it was time for the 'grown-ups' to eat.  While we were eating you and L.G. made your move.  I had put Hunter's pen across the dinning room entry so you couldn't escape but by working together the two of you managed to push it out of the way and gain access to the kitchen.....

L.G. escaping!

Before we knew it the time had come for our friends to leave.  Before they left we posed for pictures....you were exhausted by this time and not interested in saying "Cheese" but I think we got a few cute ones.

I love you Ana!

You did not want your Ana to leave but she promised to come back and play another day!  We are so thankful to our friends for coming to play!

Love
Mommy

Happy Eleven Months!

Dear Conor,

This post is long overdue but thankfully it has been written for quite some time.  You continue to amaze us each month with all the new skills that you learn and the changes that we see in you whether they are big or small.

You continue to be a little peanut in height but you make up for it in your BIG personality. 

What does an 11 month old like to do you ask?

(1) empty the cabinet of all cooking utensils and carry them from room to room so that it is not uncommon to find the soup ladle in the bathroom.

(2) find anything and everything you can pull up on so that you can toddle from spot to spot.

(3) drool - you apparently are getting ready to cut teeth because your little lips are always wet and every once in a while we catch you drooling.....not something you do regularly.

(4) tease Hunter, touch Hunter, throw things at Hunter, pull on Hunter's blanket, share your toys with Hunter, yell at Hunter and do anything and everything you can do to be a part of Hunter's world including feeding him 1/2 your food.

(5) pushes the laundry baket down the hallway while throwing the laudnry on the floor

(6) destroy your book shelf until you found just the right one and then you drag it to either Daddy or Mommy to read.

(7) love wagon rides

Everyday I look at you in wonder and ask myself "where did my baby go?"  Conor you are still not a champion eater.  You prefer mom milk to solid foods but you have started LOVING waffles.  We bought mini waffles and you get at least one each morning.  You also LOVE frozen yogurt drops.  I take your yogurt and drop it onto wax paper and freeze it - these are yummy and you could eat the entire container if I let you.  You also like ricecakes (we buy baby one that are made with carrot and/or apple juice) and you love puffs and apples.  You have also started eating the pouches again but those are still hit or miss.

Happy 11 months baby boy!

xoxo
Mommy

Mommy Fail?!?!

I know.  I know. I know.  My blog is very far behind (Conor just turned 1 and I don't have his 11 month update posted yet).  This time of year is very hectic.  There are FOUR birthdays in my family between 12/9 and 12/20, work tends to pile up due to the holidays and scheduling visits and clearing dockets in order to enjoy a few days off, then there's shopping, wrapping, baking, and trying hard to enjoy the season before it passes me by.  While this is no excuse for not taking the time to update its the biggest reason.

I am also adopting the philosophy that I need to start living life and being a part of the moment instead of capturing it to relive it later.  I have been focusing my time on savoring every little moment with Conor because each moment will only happen once!  He has grown so much in these last thirty days that sometimes I hardly recognize my little man. 

It is my personal goal to get my blog caught up during the Christmas holiday as I won't have actual legal work to focus on and then my New Year's Resolution is to commit a time each week to Blog so that I don't fall behind this often in 2013.

Until then - I leave you with this picture of my little man!\

xoxo
Erin

Mo-vember 2012

Dear Conor,

On November 11, 2012 we went to Baby N's house for a Movember party.  The month of November is dedicated to men's health and while women get pink potholders and pink shoelaces to promote breast cancer awareness men are asked to grow mustaches to bring awareness to prostate cancer.

So, on November 11th you dressed in your 'grown-up' outfit (a sharp cardigan and cords) and off to grow a mustache we went!  You were so adorable in your little mustache and it was such a glimpse into how cute you will be when you are older!

It was unusually warm so everyone decided to take all you mustache wearing babies outside for some photos on Baby N's farm.  I tried to take pictures of you and Baby C but the two of you were much more interested in the leaves!

And when Baby B joined the party it was three times the trouble to get a picture of you mustache-y men!  Baby C's mustache had worn off at this point but yours and Baby B's were still bold and stylin'

Once Baby B walked away it was clear that a group picture of you three amigos was not in the cards and your friends started walking towards the fire pit.  Of course, you aren't really walking yet so you held my fingers and toddled along the path far behind but determined to keep up!

taking a little break - walking is hard work!

so far away but yet so close - you had a good time watching your friends run

finally you gave up and just started crawling......but thankfully your friends were on their way back for a group picture.

If Mommy thought that taking a picture of 3 of you was tough - taking a picture of this many babies AND their mommies was every tougher.....this was the best one I had.

 Left to Right: Baby M and his mommy Jasmin, Baby B and mommy Sharon, Baby L and mommy Alison, Baby C  and his mommy Tasha, Baby L and her mommy Krista, Front Row: you, Baby N and her mommy Erika, Baby C and his mommy Sarah, Baby C and his Mommy Mara and his friend!

Before the party was over we stopped to have our picture taken - and you insisted that Mommy have a mustache too!

Happy Movember Baby!

xoxo
Mommy