Monday, January 12, 2015

High Five

Rowan turned five whooping months old on Christmas. Get the kid a walker and some dentures already (it's comical because he actually does need a walker to go anywhere and is toothless).
This is the first month where life doesn't feel like a sweet, yet chaotic blur. Every month I have sat, or rather laid, Rowan down and told him to just stop growing. Every stage he has entered so far has been "my favorite" and it is so true of this new favorite of 5 months. The wise words of The Deids have been eerily accurate in predicting that every stage is the best stage. 
Row is the sweetest little thing. He's really been working on his cankles and harms (where your hands and forearms become one pudgy roll of kissable baby fat). Rowan prefers to sit forward opposed to sitting up. I will plop him on his bottom and he will typically last a few seconds before he lunges for an object. He does a lot of face planting these days. He has become a stellar eater (finally) and seems to understand when I sign "milk" because he will then face plant into my chest and gnaw at my shirt. 
I would give him a B- on sleep lately. I can't blame the kid for not being great at this lately since we flew and drove him all over the place for two solid weeks. I will, however, give him a giant A+ for liking to sleep in. He usually will sleep until 8:30am most mornings. Yee freaking ha! 
Rowan sort of reminds me of a little dog sometimes. The other day Sel and I were eating in the same room as him and he just looked at our bowls of soup and whined until I gave him a piece of a sweet potato. This morning we had German pancakes with banana and he commenced his usual whining. Being the coolest mom around, I let him hold my empty plate. He did his usual, face planted the plate and then stuck his little tongue out and started licking the whole thing. 
He is such a happy, delightful kiddo. He loves to smile at other people and now will laugh when I make noises or funny faces. I finally have someone who thinks I am marginally hilarious. I can really get him to laugh at anything I do when he is tired. Who knew babies could be slap happy? He is almost always in a cheerful mood and always wants to move. He likes to kick his legs back and forth when we hold him face forward and when he lays in his tummy. He also has become a sweet smuggler (it autocorrected snuggler to this and I like it too hmuch to change it. He just can't help but smuggle all those illegal cans of green beans to his cronies). He likes to lay his head on my chest or stroke my cheek when he is tired and it melts my heart every time. 
It was so nice to be around family for two solid weeks and to see Row interact with all of his cuzzies. He starred in production of The Nativity that has since gone viral on YouTube (166 views as of this morning). Now Pampers and Gerber won't stop calling begging me to let him act in a commercial. 
I was telling Sel the other day that pretty much everything seems to get harder when you have a kid. Personal hygiene (showering, brushing your teeth), cooking, eating, sleeping, driving, thinking . Yet everything in the world also seems so much better. Rowan is the only person I've met who doesn't care if I have morning breath, haven't showered and am a hot mess. He still smiles at me like I am the greatest person on the planet. Man, I love that mini hunk so, so SO much. 
I know Rowan is the star, but here's what his "extras" will be up to in 2015
Sel: will be taking the STEP the middle of June. He will now be married to studying and Row and I will be his secret side life he tries to hide from his new bride. All joking aside, he already does a stellar job of making sure we know we rank number one on his list of priorities. 
Moi: Sel and I both gave up sugar for 2015 and are "sort of" eating a plant based, whole food diet. It sounds more hippie than it actually is. Anyway, high five to myself for making it 12 days so far. Not even sure if I resisted sugar for even12 hours last year.  I also am desperately wanting to finally do a sprint triathlon and will hopefully also score a good half marathon in May.
Photo Explosion

Can I get a hand over on aisle 3 please?

Just a glimpse of how much his cousin liked giving him a pony ride

Christmas morning (Offish five month bday). He was super tired and a bit cranky during present opening. I am sure he will love it more next year 

My super awesome sis-in-law gave me a pug onsie that is my favorite thing in the world

SO many King family babies have eaten from this highchair. It dates back to the good old days of when Row's grandpa was a baby. 

Christmas morning with the cuzzies


He looooved this exersaucer at Babie-R-Us. I have become a bit bummed at how quickly he gets bored with things lately. He loved his exersaucer before Christmas and now only enjoys it for a max of ten minutes . He also recognizes toys now and will just ignore ones he has played with too frequently in the past

How meals get prepared lately since the exersaucer has now been dubbed the lamersaucer. 

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