It's no big secret that I enjoy driving. But the thing is I hate being tied down and restrained. I need to run free, but the evil town of Davenport has gone out of its way to crap on my parade. They have installed sensors on the stupid stoplights that make them turn red every time the Intrepid gets anywhere close to them. I hate them so much, one of these nights I'm going to drive around with a pellet gun and make the pain stop. Then I can run free of oppression and tyranny. Think of me as the Iowa version of George Washington, Che Guevara and San Martin all rolled into one. Rock has been getting so much bigger, faster and stronger lately that he has turned is attention to posing for Heisman trophy. I'd say he's doing pretty good. DeAndra loves this fat, lazy squirrel and thinks its funny that it is such friends with our porch. So she wanted me to put it in the post.
Here's your Mother's Day gift mom! And, while I'm thinking of it, some people are starting to complain that all the pictures seem to look the same. Um, that's because he's a baby and always does the same things in the same places! So, I'm not going to name names, but the person that complained doesn't have to look at the blog, since she gets to spend all day with him anyways! The little guy loves sucking his hands. We have a hard time taking any pictures of the kid without his hands covering his face. Here's little Rock letting DeAndra give him a little Mother's Day lovins. Isn't it a good thing that he gets his looks from her? Lucky kid, he's better looking and already cooler than I am. But, the important thing is I don't have to look at myself everyday, I get to look at this pretty lady! What a sucker, I totally tricked her in to settling! Lucky for me, since Rock is so cute I get away with the easiest Mother's Day present ever!
If only you could see what DeAndra is doing to get him to laugh...that's the real fun stuff.
I've been battling with this monster strain of the ebola virus this week, so the blog hasn't been updated for a while. To make up for it, and to keep grandparents off my back, I decided to make a super post full of pictures and videos of our little guy. In this first couple of pics you can see how he reacts to the new medicine that DeAndra is trying to give him. Apparently she wasn't sure what analgesic meant...she thought it was pronounced ANALgesic. Poor guy, wasn't a big fan, as you can see.
Here he is trying to do his impersonation of a turtle on his back. I think he does a pretty good job.
Here he is getting ready to go on a little road trip to Wal*Mart. Poor guy is a little bummed because he wanted to go to Dunham's Sports. They have everything at Dunham's!
It's true, people tell me that I get more adorable every day. What can I say? I kind of feel bad because it makes DeAndra jealous that all these older ladies come up to me at the store and tell me how adorable I am and how pinchable my cheeks are. They think Rock is cute too, or so they say.
Rock is discovering his little voice. He likes to lay on the floor and just yell and 'talk' and squeal. He is so adorable. DeAndra came with me to my practical on Friday, and the teacher wanted to hold him. He smiled and laughed and performed for her. So no, I'm not above using a cute baby to butter up my teacher before a big exam. Thanks Ben and Shannon for the awesome onesie!! But now he thinks it gives him permission to hose down Mommy whenever he wants. But he still knows to respect daddy or he'll get Tabasco in his pacifier.
Rock has been getting so much bigger, faster and stronger lately that he has turned is attention to posing for Heisman trophy. I'd say he's doing pretty good.
DeAndra loves this fat, lazy squirrel and thinks its funny that it is such friends with our porch. So she wanted me to put it in the post.
Here's little Rock letting DeAndra give him a little Mother's Day lovins. Isn't it a good thing that he gets his looks from her? Lucky kid, he's better looking and already cooler than I am. But, the important thing is I don't have to look at myself everyday, I get to look at this pretty lady! What a sucker, I totally tricked her in to settling!
When he said he was going to 'max out' today, this isn't what I thought he meant.
Thanks Ben and Shannon for the awesome onesie!! But now he thinks it gives him permission to hose down Mommy whenever he wants. But he still knows to respect daddy or he'll get Tabasco in his pacifier.
