Happy Mother's Day!

Tomorrow I'm celebrating my mom!  She means everything to me and if you haven't met her then you are definitely missing something in your life.

Thanks, Mom, for being the most gorgeous, giving, kindest, funniest person I know.  I hope I am just like you when I grow up.  Love you so much!

In honor of Mother's Day, I'm sharing pictures of my hottie of a mom.

Splish! Splash!

Today was Sam's first swim class and I was very nervous about how he would do.  He did awesome!  He loved the water and wouldn't stop splashing. 

I'm going to post pics DESPITE the fact that I am in them in a bathing suit.  I'm not too proud to post them.  I own what I look like in a bathing suit.  (well, I'm only posting the ones where most of my body is covered by water.)

Showing the instructor how he can splash with his hands.

Practicing kicking.

Sam's friend, Maverick, took the class too.  Sam wouldn't stop splashing long enough to hang out with Maverick in the pool.  I tried to explain that we do not splash our friends in the face but Sam didn't care.  :-)

Peas

This is how Sam felt about them:

I tried a few more spoonfuls but eventually he wouldn't even open his mouth.  I didn't force them on him b/c honestly, the smell of the peas made me want to vomit.  Blech!  Who decided eating peas EVER would be yummy? 

We're moving on.  Maybe we'll try some fruit this weekend.

Sam has his first swim class tomorrow.  Can't wait to share pics!

In the meantime, I leave you with this adorable face:

And I think Sam may be too strong for the activity mat...

because this is how I found him earlier yesterday (for the 2nd time). 

He didn't even care and was just laying there watching cartoons.

Silly boy.

And last, here's Sam in the t-shirt his Aunt Drea bought him.

 

Another post about sitting

We're still working on it but Sam is getting better and better and has pretty much master the tripod position!

Here's proof:

This is what happens when Sam loses his balance and I'm not quick enough to catch him.  Doh!

Funny story...(Don't laugh too hard or J will hear you.)

Last week J had his first softball game in Indy.  He joined some league at work.  He did REALLY well and had some great hits and helped score quite a few runs.  It was awesome!

Then it was the last inning and the score was tied.  J was up to bat and just knew that he needed to get a hit and get into scoring position.  He gets his hit and b/c of a few bobbles with the ball, he has time to run all the way to 2nd base.  Only J knows that he needs to get to 3rd base to be able to eventually score and help his team win. 

So, he keeps running!  While running to 3rd base, J glances up to see where the ball is and that's when it happened.  Apparently J's upper body was moving quite a bit faster than his legs which created an unbalanced situation that sent J diving towards the ground.

You think the story is over?  Oh no.  Here's where we need to discuss what J calls the "TRIFECTA".  It just so happened to have rained a lot that day so the ground was nice and wet/muddy.  J just so happened to be wearing a nylon type windbreaker.  Those two things plus the speed at which J was traveling created a sort of "slip and slide" combo.  J actually SLID towards 3rd base on his belly. 

You think the story is over?  Oh no.  The slide stopped a foot short of the base and J needed to tag it before the 3rd baseman.  Enter the army crawl-like action that my husband took to tag the base with his fingertips.

J was covered in mud literally from head to toe.  LITERALLY.  His face was muddy and his entire front side was covered in red mud.  He was all scraped up and had a hurt foot.  That did not stop me from coming the closest I have ever come to peeing my pants (except when I was pregnant) from laughing so hard. 

This story is not an exaggeration.  OMG...so funny.

If you read this far, you get a reward!  It's a pic of the Sam-man!

This is one taken from our trip to Baltimore.  The one night that Harmony let GP rock Sammy to sleep.  So sweet!

We're sitting! (Well, almost!)

Sam and I have been spending our mornings practicing sitting.  Sam's doing an awesome job and doesn't complain too much.  He does, however, manage to spit up quite a few times during practice and that makes for lots of messy laundry for me to do.  I think by the time we go to his 6 month well baby check-up, Sam will have mastered sitting.

Here's some pics of practice:

Is this not the best smile?

 Here's Sam a little more wobbly but only b/c he was more focused with getting his toy in his mouth.  :)

Sam prefers to kick back on his boppy: 

Notice the crossed feet?  He prefers crossing his feet which makes sitting very difficult.

Teething makes his toys taste SO good!