Happy Anniversary Dave. I love you and the life that we’re building together.

I had to give Adam a lecture earlier on how to treat the ladies. He tried several times to kiss an adorable little four year old girl. She was not impressed by his smooth moves and wanted nothing to do with him. I tried to explain to the little Don Juan that not only was she too old for him, but also that he needed to at least buy her dinner first before he tried to put the moves on her.

He did manage to get her digits. And was texting her this afternoon.

I guess I should probably have told her that I can’t read…

Oh, and I can’t text either. Maybe this wasn’t such a good idea after all.

(No, Adam didn’t actually get the little girl’s phone number – based on her reaction to his kisses – he figured she wasn’t that in to him.)

This past weekend Stacy and Rob came to visit and instead we made them work all weekend. Stacy helped me organize my laundry/craft room and get a ton of boxes unpacked. Dave and Rob spent a bunch of time beautifying outside (Rob is pretty handy with a hedge clipper) and they also moved some furniture around and put together our new desk.

They couldn’t have gotten the desk together without Adam’s help.  He is a gooood helper.  Here he was standing inside the desk, wowing the crowd with his peek-a-boo skillz (yes, with a “z”, little man has mad skillz).

Once they stood the desk upright and started putting some nails in, Adam was ready to go.

I can work twice as fast as you Daddy, because I use TWO hammers!

You’d be done already if you used two hammers too.

Now these pictures just perplex us. There were three adults in the room and none of us saw how Adam got in there. He did it himself (he was trying to get his ping pong ball out).

And not only did he manage to climb into that space, but he had enough room to turn around too (and rescued his ping pong ball – which was his mission all along).

Uncle Rob had to help him out though.

Apparently pants are optional.

This is how the little dude looked most of this afternoon. After a diaper change he refused to let me repants him. He’s just cute enough to get away with it.

Adam and I took a quick trip to the YMCA this morning. He had a mini-tantrum while I was trying to get out of the house this morning and so we ended up leaving a little later than I wanted to.  It wouldn’t have been a problem normally, but due to a meeting at work Dave was coming home for lunch about half an hour early and I needed to run to the grocery store too. So I did 28 minutes on the elliptical machine and then hurried downstairs to the childcare center to pick up Short John Silver.

I watched him through the window for a little bit before I went in to the room. He was carrying a toy and walking back and forth between two different groups of kids. When I did open in the door he walked a couple of steps toward me and then turned around and went back to his rounds. I could tell he had be crying, but Miss Sharon said it was just for a little bit, and then he was fine. This makes me so happy.

I think we’re going to meet up with the local MOMS Club on Friday (it is supposed to be in the 80s here!) for a play date in the park. I think the extra socialization will be good for the little man. I’m sure he gets bored with just me to talk to during the day.

These pictures are from last night. Adam was not impressed with those jammies. He kept trying to pull the feet off like he does with his socks and was really angry that it didn’t work.

Looks pretty sweet doesn’t he? What you can’t see in this picture is how miserable and clingy he was yesterday. I would say that he reached demon baby status – however it appears that level was hit today.  In addition to yesterday’s bad attitude he also gave me three disgusting diapers, threw up on me, and didn’t take a nap until 3 o’clock. So far it’s been a pretty rough mommy week.

But when you take in to consideration that the little man cut his 8th tooth yesterday, it’s all understandable. And when he did finally take his nap today he slept for three and a half hours (and woke up on the right side of the couch – which was a very welcome change).

I should also mention that in addition to the new tooth Adam picked up two skills this week. The first: he figured out there is water in the toilet and when you throw things in it splashes. He also learned how to take off his own diaper. You can imagine how thrilled I am with these discoveries.

The following pictures are all from today. How’s that for instant gratification?

Check out how big I am! I’m so much taller than this bear here.

Hmmm….wait a minute, this is my chair. I don’t want to share it with the bear.

Get lost Mister Bear!

The adorable outfit above didn’t last through the day unfortunately. He is currently rocking an ensemble that only he could get away with: shoes, diaper, and a pajama shirt with monsters on it. He’s pretty proud of his giraffe shoes and brought them to me right after his bath so he could wear them (and has had them on all day). Crazy kid.

I woke up with a migraine today and it hasn’t gone away completely away yet. My head does feel a little better than it did this morning. It helps that I’ve just been resting all day while Adam sits quietly and entertains himself with picture books and educational toys.

Ha.

Actually Adam’s been busy all day having me put his socks on him (so he can take them off), beating up Dave’s old cell phone with a spatula, feeding me cheerios, handing me legos to put together (so he can take them apart), and playing with his maracas (which have mysteriously disappeared – at least until my head feels better).

We didn’t make it to the Y during the childcare hours this morning (I might try to go tonight if I’m feeling better), in fact only one of us has gotten out of their pajamas today (I’ll let you guess who that is). We did go to the Y yesterday though and Adam did okay. Miss Sharon said he whined and cried on and off, but didn’t get  hysterical like on Tuesday when they had to come and get me. When I came to pick him up yesterday he was the only child in the room and was surrounded by a two foot radius of toys and had two adults doting on him – you can see why that would be like torture to him.

Anyway, I have six cute Adam photos sitting on my desktop waiting to be inserted in to picture-less posts and I’m just going to add them all in here. Then I’m going to take some more 10,000 mg Ibuprofen and hopefully convince Adam to take his nap (he seems to be moving toward just a long afternoon nap, rather than one in the morning and one after lunch).

It’s a good thing Christmas is coming (99 shopping days left), because this is one child that is seriously hurting for toys.

Shake it!

Here he’s starting to climb into his cart. Dave is not a fan of Adam’s green pants. He says they look like something a little old lady would wear to bingo.

He was mid-throw during this picture.

And that’s pretty much what Adam looks like right now. I think I am going to join him.

Just once I wish Adam would throw up on Dave and not me.

That is all.