Family Emergency

I haven't posted for a couple weeks and it will be another couple weeks. Found out today my Grandpa Young (my only living grandparent and the man I always thought was immortal and invincible) isn't expected to live but maybe a couple days. Aaron has been so wonderful, understanding and helpful. Got a flight to leave tomorrow to go to New Mexico. I will go straight from there to my previously planned trip to Ohio next week. I'll be back home in a couple weeks hopefully in one piece and with a very tired little baby boy. Lots of prayers needed for family right now. Bye for now.

Porter 9 month pictures

Last month Aunt Miriam (Aaron's sister/Porter's aunt) opened her studio and took Porter portraits which turned out PRECIOUS!!! Look how cute this kid is! I LOVE these pictures: thanks Mir! Aaron didn't want to come to the photo shoot but I made him because he is the only one who can get smiles out of Porter and make him laugh like this. Took me awhile to post these pictures because I had to wait until I had access to another computer since mine has issues with picture CD's. When exactly did my baby turn into a little boy??? I can't get over it. He just started sitting up unassisted the beginning of May (8 months), rolling around as his mode of transportation by the end of May, got his first tooth mid-June (9 1/2 mos), graduated to size 3 diapers (9 1/2 mos), got up on hands and knees to rock mid-June, clapping (10 months), pulls up to stand on furniture (10 months), raised crib rail and lowered mattress after he fell out beginning of July, got his third haircut four days ago (Daddy butchered it by buzzing it...Mommy not happy because just wanted a trim), and couple days ago started WALKING along furniture. My baby is growing up! A little more update info on Porter is he weighs 18 lbs 11 oz and since July 3rd he has seriously become a daddy's boy. When Aaron hands him back to me to go to work Porter cries and I say "Hey!" It's so sweet and melts my heart to see the bond they already have as father and son. I can tell they will always be best friends. I love my boys. =)

Patriotic Porter

Here are a few random pictures...none of which were actually taken on the 4th (those are still sitting in my camera where they will probably remain for awhile) but display my sweet little patriotic American half-pint. Every morning he has 'morning hair' (all tuffled, messed up and cute) and I love it! Cracks me up every morning. I leave it that way most of the day just because it makes me chuckle. Porter had two festive outfits for this holiday: the blue flag shirt and the "I make a lot of noise" tank with fireworks and red/blue shorts. Both I bought at DI (Deseret Industries--thrift store) and they were so appropriate and precious on him.

I neglected to tell you last post that the 26th and 27th were special days for us. The 26th marked the10 year "anniversary" of Aaron and I meeting/dating (10 YEARS!!! A DECADE!!) as well as the day I entered the MTC (Missionary Training Center) 7 years ago to serve a LDS mission. Then the 27th marked 10 months of Porter's perfect precious existence. =)

Blah, Blah...am I still talking?

It's not like anyone who reads this blog hasn't seen a picture of my sleeping child but I can't get enough of the scene so here is another precious moment of my sleeping angel. I've been talking to Stacey (the twin for those of you who don't know, but how could you not know?) about how all of our blog posts are about our babies and people might get tired of that, hence the post about my haircut. So FYI...most will be about my child because he is the best part about my day and he is my day and everything else pales in comparison. No offense to anyone I may see during the day. I will however have an occasional post about me so that you know there is a face behind the computer and Aaron too. I don't post much about him because I don't think his job warrants much public knowledge. He is a detective in a specialized unit that I don't want to post publicly on a non-private blog. I will say he loves his job and works very, very, very hard and lots of hours. I am extremely grateful for him and working so hard, allowing me to stay home to raise our little Porter.

For any of you who use Pamper's diapers or wipes but could care less about the Gifts to Grow points, I was wondering if I could have those? It's taking me a long time to accumulate enough points on Pampers.com and I could use more. (In case you don't know there is a green/white sticker with the diapers and an engraved code under the lid of wipes and a printed code on the wipe refills; the codes are always really long with a mixture of letters and numbers.) I know there are people who could care less and they get thrown out so if you are one of those people and wouldn't mind, please leave a comment with them or e-mail me. Just a small simple no-big-deal request. =)

The Beast Lives On

It's an inside joke between Aaron and I, but we refer to my hair as "The Beast". It's very thick, curly, and to be perfectly honest, overwhelming. Today it got chopped! (Aka: I got a haircut.) Aaron's wonderful sister with magic hands--Charity--cut it for me and I love it! She is the best when it comes to hair. No one will probably notice the change because I never wear my hair down (it's just too much), but she cut a good two inches off or so. So the beast lives on, but has temporarily been tamed...

On a side note, I LOVE my snuggly son. I love having a baby who will cuddle and snuggle and let me hold him. He is the best baby anyone could ever image, ask for, or dream of.

Babyson Obsessed

Can you tell I am a little obsessed with my son? (A nickname I gave Porter as an infant was "Babyson"; it's just fun to say.) Yes, every post is pretty much about him because he is all I think about and do and I try to soak up every mili-second with him since he's growing up so fast. I don't know how to turn this pictures (please, enlighten me if you do), but it's Porter and his cousin Eli. Porter loves to type on the keyboard if he is on my lap (yes I will let him do a post sometime). We took out this extra one and he loves to pound away but even more so chew on the cord. When Eli came to play for the day they shared...it was precious.

Then Porter took his current favorite toy (Fisher Price stacking toy) and put his teething ring on but couldn't get it off. Thank goodness for camera phones because I was able to capture this priceless face in the blink of an eye. He seems to say, "Mom, I can't get it off...*pout*...stop laughing...put that camera away...you're not helping. That's it: dirty diaper for you. Here we go!" What parent doesn't self entertain with putting words/thoughts/expressions and feelings to their child's faces?

Narcoleptic or neglectful mother?

So the very next day after the jumper incident he falls asleep in the high chair while my back is turned--I know it looks like he has narcolepsy but he doesn't. You could also go with the "neglectful mother" option, but I don't like that one either. It's pretty freakin' precious though huh? =) Oh a poor child at the mercy of his mother.