Tuesday, August 24, 2010

The many faces of Peter

He is a speed demon crawler, can pull up on just about anything, will mow down anything in his path to get to a chosen object, and cruising (walking while holding on to something) is starting. His new nickname is "Tank" and we're pretty sure he's going to give Charlie Jo a run for her money. His eyes are still blue and they are very expressive. At 8 1/2 months old, he's getting to be quite a little character!





Thursday, August 19, 2010

More California fun

Here are some more shots from our two weeks in California:










Back to school and behind the wheel

Charlie Jo started the fall session of her "school" on Monday. I am currently unable to locate my camera battery charger, so I resorted to taking a cell phone picture of Little Miss Thing on the big day.



Meanwhile, Petey and I hit the road so he could practice his driving. Since he's only about as tall as the steering wheel, that's all he gets to handle. Now I just need to convince him not to chew on the steering wheel while driving. Isn't there a law against that?

Saturday, August 14, 2010

The Williamson County Fair

On Friday night, we decided to go to the Williamson County Fair.

We first took Charlie to the 4H vegetable display. She was not impressed.

So, we took her to see the critters. "Hi, Donkey!"

"Hi, Chickens!"

Peter was not impressed. If it is not mechanical, he's not interested.

"Hi, Miniature Horse!"

"Hi, Potbellied Pig!"

"Hi, Goats and Sheep!"

So, we headed out to the midway to ride the rides.

We found a ride for people Charlie's size (30" tall to 48" tall). See anything wrong with the rules on this sign? (Seeing as this is a ride for kids.)

Charlie figured out on her own that this ride had a Mustang "like Daddy's," so Niki got her all buckled in.

Ready for the ride to start. Can't you just hear her Mustang rumbling?

Peter was much more interested in the excitement on the midway.

Driving a Mustang is serious business.

And she's off!

Vrooom!

Thursday, August 12, 2010

There is nothing cuter... (v. 2)

...than a baby butt.



Oh wait -- maybe there is. A baby AND a toddler butt.



Here's a blast from the past. We snapped this shot when Charlie Jo was six months old.

Tuesday, August 10, 2010

Celebrating Grandpa Spike's 60th birthday in California

We trekked out to California for my dad's 60th birthday party and had a terrific time. It was the first time we had gotten all three Evans grandchildren together, and I'm totally bummed we never got a group shot with the grandparents. The amazing part of the trip was that Charlotte, Peter, and Sonia got to hang out with all five of their maternal great-grandparents at the same time. They may not realize it now, but that's a pretty unique thing. Here are some shots from our first few days in California, which included the actual birthday party:


















Monday, August 9, 2010

A new addition to the family!

Happy birthday Maisie! Charlotte and Peter have a new cousin! Maiya (Maisie) Kathleen Sanderson joined Steph, Don and Quinn yesterday. Charlotte is very excited about her new cousin. She told me Maisie can come play with her in the tent (a great honor, apparently).

I'm heading out to Minnesota in October to help out a little bit and Corey is very jealous that I will meet little Maisie first. We will all be together in Michigan for Thanksgiving, so expect lots of chaotic photos of the four cousins in one big pile. Or something like that.

Here's a shot of Maisie that I stole from Steph & Don's blog:



Isn't she sweet? I think it's cool she was born on 8/8 and Peter was born on 12/12. I can't wait to meet her and see how Quinn handles being the big brother in the house. I hear Quinn will be meeting Maisie today. The photos should be so much fun!

Sunday, August 8, 2010

Great strides

We're finally back from California and my mom (who flew home with me and the kids) is on her way to Illinois to hang out with my sister for a few days. I left California before remembering to put the photos we took on my flash drive, so I don't have anything to post just yet. I do have lots and lots of news about Peter though!

Peter started officially crawling in California! He did it a day or two after Corey left to come back to Tennessee, unfortunately. So, I can confidently put in his baby book that he started crawling at about 7 1/2 months -- just about the same point his sister learned to crawl. He's also starting to pull/push up into a standing position, but he's not quite there yet.

Peter also sprouted THREE new teeth while at my parents' house! His second bottom one was virtually through by the time we got there, but we couldn't really see it well for a few more days. He also busted out both of his top front teeth. I could tell they were through when he started GRINDING them against his bottom ones. It's creepy to hear. Not at all pleasant, in fact. He better stop it soon or else I'm going to lose it.

We are also very proud of his new self-feeding skills. Unsurprisingly, he loves the Little Crunchies (kind of like healthier baby Cheetos), puffs, freeze-dried apple pieces, and yogurt melts. We also gave him little bits of banana. His pincer grip is still a little off, but he manages to use some odd techniques to work the food into his mouth. I'm feeding him yogurt in addition to the fruit and vegetable purees, and he has even now tried one of the meat and veggie mixes.

Peter also chose our time in California to debut a sleep regression routine. For over a week, I was up with him many many times each night as I tried to keep him from waking up his sister, cousin, great grandpa, etc. Finally, when it was just my parents, me, and the kids in the house, I let him cry himself to sleep to put himself down for the night. I also didn't go in when he woke in the middle of the night. It was not pleasant, but now he's back to sleeping through the night like a log. He screams for about 10 minutes and then finally gives up. Not a surprise -- his sister did exactly the same thing. Now I just have to remember how to get used to listening to my favorite little boy crying his eyes out. Well, you never get used to it, but you can at least learn to block it out. Now I just need to get him consolidated down to two naps a day. He still likes to catnap up to four times each day, which is kind of a pain to deal with. Again, this is very similar to what his sister did, but it's still annoying.

My toothy, crawling, self-feeding, cry-it-out boy is growing up so big! He'll be eight months old next week. I can't wait to see what next month brings! Juggling? Composing symphonies? I just hope I can keep up...