Fall

by the time one of the last weekends in october rolled around, we realized we hadn't done anything "fall"ish.  we were dying to go to charlottesville, but Will still seemed a little too small to enjoy it.  we had seen signs around town for a pumpkin patch called The Farm, which boasted a fall extravaganza of sorts.  ended up practically being some dude's back yard, but whatever.

he was looking around as if to say "this place is a joke. i thought you guys were taking me to a pumpkin patch?"

 let's be optimistic and say it had just been picked over by this point, but i still only counted a total of about 10 pumpkins.

 

and then came halloween. we weren't able to pass out candy last year because we were busy sanding and staining floors...and didn't live here yet.  but our porch is huge and was just begging for trick-or-treaters to come hither.  so we were a family of bandits (i literally cut some masks out of an old tshirt 5 minutes before going outside....just a little thrown-together).  Will loved it. he had so many little kids come and say hi to him.  i had to make a run to riteaid about 20 minutes in to replenish our stock...people come out of the woodwork for this apparently.  brian made any of the kids who seemed a little old to be trick-or-treating answer a question about state capitols. it was a good time.

25, 26, & 27 weeks

me (to myself): yeah, this whole weekly picture thing was a little ambitious, don't you think?

Will is growing like a weed.  He is 27.5 inches tall and 14 lbs 2 oz.  He only gained about 1 lb since the four month visit.  His doctor said she wasn't too worried about it.  We started some solids a few weeks ago, so he will likely catch up (or he could just be a gangly, skinny thing like his mama). Speaking of solids...oatmeal cereal is Will's jam.  Rice cereal is fine, but oatmeal is scarf-worthy.

totally stole this from the 24 week folder...oh well

 

Here's the mashup...where has the time gone?!

29

so this is what 29 looks like.

i'm generally too busy and scatterbrained to remember how old i am (let alone anything else...check out those notes on my hand...oy).  so, i'm not going to think too long and hard about this being the last year in my 20s.

all i really want is to not have to fix dinner.

thanks for all of the happy birthday wishes from all of the people i love. my dad just sang me "happy birthday dear rosebud"...may have made me tear up just a little bit. 20s have been good to me so far. i'm so thankful for that. one more to go!

iphone photo dump v3

i'm behind by at least 10 posts. maybe i'll get caught up over thanksgiving break.  Will is officially a snuggle-bug....bout time!

This is exactly how he would lay on Nan when he was first born.

Will and Uncle Trey are buds.

Anymore, where Will is, Boo is. competition or comradery?

Bring on the snow!

brian caught us!

this high chair with a 5-point harness and rear suspension is awesome.

Sophie is delicious and just what those teefers need.

I'm glad this kid likes toboggans...

...and ball caps! HA!

ordering this cake over the phone from walmart made for an interesting conversation. happy mole day, Oct 23!

Fundraiser order form almost got eaten.

Sitting up like a big guy!

My favorite face he makes....lunch with Pawpaw...

...and Nana.

he apparently hasn't discovered the entertainment value of people watching in walmart.

outtakes

the 24 week pictures were full of some gems...too good not to share.  he wasn't working on filling his pants, so these were genuine disgruntled looks at me while i was trying to get a useable picture.

22, 23, & 24 weeks

22 weeks:   i have no idea what happened this week.

 

 23 weeks: brian spent a few days in florida for his best friend randy's wedding. Will and i were jealous, but at least i had a few days off for fall break.  we went to the outlets with my mom to do a little shopping.  Will was a trooper...until the ride home.  he cried for an hour and a half, non-stop.  i had played music, turned music off, given him a toy, given him a pacifier, stopped to change his diaper, mom turned around in her seat to rub his face and cover his seat so the sun wasn't in his eyes...NOTHING was working.  about 20 minutes from home i told mom "let me try the civil wars...he likes them".  and from the first note out of joy williams's mouth, the child didn't make another peep.    not. another. peep. i've already started drafting a letter asking joy williams and john paul white to make an album of lullabies.  at least the kid has good taste. little punk.

 

 24 weeks: this week, we said "isn't he the most perfect little thing" approximately 4,356,447 times. Will is really struggling with his teeth.  we can see them, but they just aren't poking through yet. he keeps his fingers in his mouth for most of the day....i shudder to think of all the germs he is ingesting....you know, like after boo licks her butt, then licks his hand and it's in his mouth before i can get to him. just kidding...that doesn't really happen mom.  even when fussy because of those wittle teef, he really is the most precious little guy.  we are having so much fun.

funny faces

Will seems to be a pretty serious kid. the video we posted a while back of him laughing (which was also a borderline cry) was the most we've gotten out of him....and that was over a MONTH ago.  apparently, we aren't very funny.  when we finally get a good belly laugh out of him, i had better be wearing some depends.

he's been showing other bits of his personality though...his silly side. at least, i think this demonstrates his silly side.  it could also be his way of trying to tell us that we are crazy....particularly these first few pictures.  regardless, last week the silly faces were plentiful, and i tried to capture some of them....