Friday, March 30, 2012

Video Making

Here's what we've been doing with our free time. Very productive, I know.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0Swa_uAD-Js&context=C4d8693cADvjVQa1PpcFNCq58AZLf-92c9thtB75aarxrKBw_FLic=

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3I7qmfAW3ZM&feature=relmfu

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_kU3o5z2iFA&feature=relmfu

Thursday, March 22, 2012

William at 6 Months

My little Wills is 6 months. He's such a happy fun baby, and we can tell he's going to be a lot more active than Maddie was. He's not yet sitting up or crawling, but he likes to roll around every where. He loves to eat his peas, carrots, squash and sweet potatoes. I have yet to find a fruit he likes. We're trying to get him to take juice or water from a sippy cup, so maybe he can eventually drink milk from one since he won't take a bottle. He has two sharp little teeth on the bottom and has bit me a few times while nursing. I think my yelp of pain scared him enough because he hasn't done it since. He absolutely loves Maddie...and Raheem. We decided the best way to his heart is to pay less attention to him. Maddie and Raheem definitely pay less attention to him than Casey and I; I think that's why he's so desperate for their affection. He usually only wakes once during the night, but sometimes 2 or 3 times when he wants to be fun. He's getting better at naps during the day, but still rarely naps for longer than an hour at a time. He's a big boy, weighing 21.5 pounds and 29 inches. We love our little son, and I can't believe I'm saying this, but I can't wait till he starts crawling around.

Wednesday, March 14, 2012

Running

I like to run. I hate my lack of motivation to do it, but I always feel better after a run. But here's my dilemma, I hate for people to see me running. It's not that I'm afraid I'm an ugly faced runner or that I fear looking foolish with my strides. It's a bit of the opposite. First, let me state that I do not envision myself as a beauty while jogging or that my form is perfect. The reason I hate when people see me jogging is because I feel that they are judging me. I fear they think I am trying to show off, that I'm only out jogging to show the world that I exercise and am in shape (which is certainly not true). I recently confessed my fears to my husband when he suggested I just run down McClintock. He, of course, told me how absolutely ridiculous I was. I gave in and ran down McClintock.
BUT today I prove my point friends. I went out for my bi-monthly jog, the weather was warm but I felt good, I was listening to my freshly made playlist. Biking towards me on the same side of the road comes an older lady. I make eye contact, smile, and what to wondering eye should appear, but a uplifted finger raised high and clear. Yes, she gave me the bird. And you know why? Here is what she was thinking, "Oh look at this lady out running. She thinks she's soooo cool with her fancy new shoes (I just got new sea foam green running shoes with some bday cash) and her hoity doity ipod, smiling like she's the best thing on earth." That is why I hate people to see me run.