Happy 4th of July!

From our family to yours!  <3

Crawling (not yet!)

Sam is getting stronger and stronger.  He can hold himself up now but only for maybe 30 seconds.  Then he falls to the side or collapses onto his belly.

And he's up and drooling:

The arms are weakening:

And he's down:

But he's okay!

New toy

J and Sam got up early on Saturday and hit the farmer's market and then stopped at a garage sale on the way home.  J picked up a little riding toy for Sam.

After cleaning it, Sam tried it out and seemed to like it!

So, funny story about these pictures.  J is obsessed with the background in my pics.  I could care less if the messy house is in the background but J is holding a blanket up behind Sam.  He was not amused when he saw the stools peeking out on the side and also that there is baby food on the blanket.  :-)  I took more pics after J adjusted the blanket but am posting these just to irritate him.  <3


Today we headed to TRU to try out their riding toys.  I think this is the one we'll be getting Sam.

All I can say is OMG. **Warning** - Pic of POOP in this entry (seriously)

So, here's how it all started.  Sam has been very cranky.  VERY CRANKY.  Like he cries a lot and screams a lot.  He has an ear infection so that's part of the reason and he's teething.  I also noticed a couple of nights ago that he seemed crampy.  Like maybe backed up.  He's been passing a lot of gas but there hasn't been much poop. 

Here's my first mistake.  Instead of just letting Sam work it out on his own, I fed him a container of prunes with his oatmeal this morning.  THEN there was something that involved a q-tip, vaseline and well...I'm not going to discuss the rest b/c Sam will read this in the future and it's somewhat embarrassing.

My second mistake was getting ALL caught up in a blog I was reading about how to make strawberry cupcakes.  The pics were amazing and I was trying to decide if I was brave enough to try to make them from all the ingredients.  Sam was giving me a few minutes of peace after screaming all morning and I was trying to take advantage of that and the fact that he didn't want me to hold him.

Third mistake is that there was some serious grunting going on that I ignored and I knew he was probably pooping but I never expected what I got.

Suddenly I heard Sam giggling and I looked down and he was just laying there smiling at me.  I thought "oh, look at how cute he is when he smiles."  Then I saw it.  OMG.  OMG.  OMG.

This:

Can you see all the poop?  I know you're saying "what do you mean, can I see all the poop?  There's a ton of it, Sandra."

Um, yeah.  So I jump up and just keep saying "holy sh*t" over and over again.  Then of course I have to grab the camera and take a pic b/c I will hold this over Sam until the day he buries me.  I mean, seriously?  It's all down his legs and you can't see that it is all up the right side of his body as well as all over the blanket, carpet and boppy and even some of his toys!

So, after the pic, I run into the bathroom and quick fill Sam's bathtub up with soapy water.  Then I run back and grab Sam and take him into the bathroom.  This is where I got all flustered.  Do I just dunk him in the tub?  But then what about the poop in the diaper?  So I run into the bedroom where the changing table is but I don't want to set him on the pad b/c of all the poop.  So I'm just holding Sam like he's radioactive and saying "holy shit" again.  Then I just say screw it and lay him on the pad to take his onesie off but I can't figure out how to get it off without getting poo on his face.

Genius idea!  I pick up Sam and run into the kitchen and get the scissors and then run back to the changing table.  I cut the onesie off of him (I loved that onesie, BTW!) and then proceed to clean the poop out of the diaper and off his body as much as possible.  There was A LOT of POOP! 

I put the onesie, diaper and wipes in a bag which promptly fell off the dresser and onto my foot and then the floor.  So now, Sam is covered in poop, the changing table is covered in poop, the floor is covered in poop, my hands are covered in poop and my foot is covered in poop.  You get the idea, right?

Then I give Sam a bath.


You can tell he feels REAL bad about what he did.


Next was cleaning up the mess.  Of course, the blue blanket got thrown away.  I took the boppy cover off and rinsed it in the toilet (um, I almost vomited) and washed it. 

This is what Sam was doing as I was scrubbing poop off the carpet.

That's my story!  Anyone else have a pooptastic day?  Anyone?  No?   :-)

**Someone, and by someone I mean J, should buy me some freakin' strawberry cupcakes for what I did today!**

Pool time!

Tonight after a yummy dinner at Mellow Mushroom (Thanks, KC and M!), we headed to the pool.  J bought Sam a raft and we were pretty excited to try it out.  Well, I was pretty excited.

The baby pool is only 10 inches deep so Sam was able to move himself around the pool and even stand up in his raft.  He just floated around and around and splashed.  So fun!  We'll definitely be headed back again very often.

And starting pitcher for the Bats, number 8, Loooogggggannnnn U!

A HUGE congratulations to my nephew, Logan, on winning the championship game!  You are the greatest pitcher EVER.  Trust me...I would know.  I can't wait to visit Yankee stadium to see you play in 10-15 years. 

Oh, and next time, could you try not to give your Aunt Sandra a heart attack in the top of the 6th inning?  Just go ahead and sit the 1st 3 guys down, mkay?  You don't have to prove to us that you're great and walk a few guys before ending the game with a strike out.  :-)

Love you bunches, sweet Logs!

Happy Father's Day! Part 2

Today I'm wishing my hubby a special Happy 1st Father's Day!  You're so wonderful and Sam and I are very lucky to have you in our lives.  We love you so very much!!!

Here's a little peek at our father's day present to J  (Let's go Yankees!):