Pictures and Posts

For today, some pictures, some videos and some links :)

When my mother-in-law saw this next picture, she said, "He has your lips."  I just love it when Gregory is asleep and he tilts his chin up.  I don't know why, but I find it adorable!

I'm going to post a couple of videos below of my baby, but first to share a couple of links to other blogs where I post, if you want to take a moment...

On my Garden Blog, take a glance at half of a Holy Spirit.  Click here or go to www.jardingrace.blogspot.com.

On my Recipe Blog, I'm looking for assistance on bettering a recipe.  Click here or go to www.fleurdefood.blogspot.com

Below are the videos of Gregory.  The first one my husband watched it and asked, "Is our son bi-polar?"  Noooo, he just knows that crying will get Mommy to hold him.  (And it's proof that my son does actually cry, though most of the time he smiles.  I like a happy baby!)  In the second video, just ignore my singing.. I was  trying not to laugh at the same time as singing.

Click here to watch on YouTube.

Click here to watch on YouTube.

High Tea

My Mother-in-law is a member of a women's group that gets together monthly.  For May, they do a "High Tea."  My Mother-in-law bought tickets for her two daughters, Bonnie and Madelyn and also for me this year (yeah!) - it's her Mother's Day gifts to us :)

The High Tea was served at the Rose Garden Hall.  Here we are signing in:

The names for each person had a ticket on it for door prizes.  This tea is known for the ladies wearing cute hats, though we didn't (but plan on doing so next year, which I think will be fun).

We were served Mimosas, Tea and Roses as we arrived to our table.

In the picture below - from left to right:  Bonnie, Madelyn, MaryAnn.  Thank you so much!  It was a treat and loved the company! :)

We had a lovely time with delightful servings of finger food.

I tried to take some pictures of the crowd, maybe you can see some of the hats in the distance.

While we enjoyed High Tea, Gregory was being spoiled by Oma :)

Though Oma told me today that my son is already spoiled, because he wants to be held.  I can't help it. I love holding my baby :)

Birthday Party

My cousin invited us to celebrate her son's (Isaac) second birthday at her home.  It was the first time going to her beautiful house.  First we stopped by for lunch with my grandmother.

I love all the decorations my cousin, Michelle, did for the party.  She made her own cake.

She also made a train (theme for the party) out of Pampers boxes.  The light on the front actually works.  The kids got into the center of the Pampers boxes, picked them up and "walked" the train.

Michelle had a little train set on the table where Isaac ate his cake and the train spelled out his name.  I loved that she made all the decorations.  And I love this next picture of Isaac reaching out for the cake.  In the picture, you can see Michelle's reaction to him reaching for the cake - priceless!

Another picture of the cute birthday boy :)

My husband said, "This was Gregory's first child's birthday party that he has attended."  He was passed around from family member to family member :)

There were a bunch of children Isaac's age at the party.  My husband looked around, saying, "I see children differently now.  I think of how our son will be and what he might do when he gets older."  

Our little boy on the way back home...

Video Share and Photo Booth

Have you heard of Crocodile or Alligator tears?  My Dad used to say that, "Don't give me those Alligator tears."  Meaning, they weren't real tears, that as a little girl I wasn't really that upset.  Lol.

I've found that my son does the alligator crying.  Here are two videos:




To view on YouTube, Click Here.




To view on YouTube, Click Here.


I was saying in the last post that I don't have many pictures of me with the baby, because I take so many of the pictures.  (People joke with me and say that my son will recognize my iPhone before recognizing me!!).... But now... I remember Photo Booth on the iMac, so I can snap a few of us together :)

Can you find the baby

I have a couple of pictures to share.... this first I call:

Can you Find the Baby.... or .... Pooh Explosion... (let's go with the first title idea)

For Mother's Day, my son had on this outfit, totally true :)

The day before Mother's Day I was taking a bunch of different pictures.  Gregory was smiling so much, I just kept taking the pictures... and I snapped one... that my husband says is his favorite... that would be this one.  (Any suggestions on a caption?)

For Mother's Day, I received... MUD *... Lol.  It's true!  Gregory gave me MUD for Mother's Day and not the kind in his diaper (thank God).  The front and side gardens are filled and looking great.  But I wanted a new garden between the driveway and fence for lilies and irises... Greg had the grass taken out and picked up mud.  Yeah!  So this week, I get to start looking for plants :)

And for Mother's Day... hehe... no dirty diapers for me!  WOO HOOOOOOO  Best gift yet!  My Mom sent me this on Facebook and I thought it was priceless:

On Mother's Day I also received pictures that my cousin Holly took when she visited with us not long ago.  It really made my day to receive these, because I was just telling Greg that I take so many pictures of the baby, that I don't have many of me with Gregory...

*  I have to add that I didn't just received mud for Mother's Day.  I also received a picnic basket, with going to the park for a picnic in the future.  And a sweet mother's day card with a message from Gregory and Dove Dark Chocolate. :)

Letter to my Son and Happy Mother's Day

Dear Son,

We went shopping together the other day, just you and me.  It was a first, both to the grocery store and Home Depot.  We have been there before, but Daddy was with us.  I wanted him to look at your car seat.  I’m sure some people thought I didn’t feel comfortable with shopping with you yet, but that is an assumption on their part.  I just wanted your Daddy there to see if he could tell me how your car seat could safely be put on the front of the shopping cart.

Your Daddy tried lots of different positions for the seat, but nothing was secure.  So, we both determined you will be in the middle of the shopping cart until you have neck muscle control.  After knowing what works best for you, I was happy to take you out.  I parked close to where I saw a cart, so I wouldn’t have to worry about the weight of the car seat and you (you’re growing so quickly!).

When I hold you, my heart melts.  The other day you were sleeping on my shoulder after you had a bottle.  

Then, you started to squirm down, off of my shoulder.  You were still sleeping.  Then you squirmed across my chest, still sleeping..

To my surprise, you further squirmed to my lap sleeping on your belly.   You stayed there a good 45 minutes sleeping!

After that, you squired to your side and then to your back.  You opened your eyes with a look of “How did I get here?”  You made me laugh!

Today is Mother’s Day.  My first Mother’s Day ever.  Your Daddy wanted to take us out somewhere fancy to eat.  But Mother’s Day is always so crowded at restaurants and I find that when places are crowded both the service and the food suffer.  Besides, I’d rather it just be the three of us, quality time.  So, I asked that if the weather permits, we have a picnic at the park.  And if that doesn’t work out, your Daddy’s famous chicken stew.

Thank you, my sweet son, for making me a Mommy.  I thank God for You, our little miracle, in so many ways.  You were a dream, a wish deep within my heart that I thought could never be and here you are.... I love you.

Love Always,

Mommy

P.S.  Oma and Opa will be home very soon and they are going to want to “steal some sugar” from you.  Opa calls you Tiger, which I think is adorable.  Especially considering your Daddy was called that by Grandfather when Daddy was a little boy.  I guess Opa is right… you’re already ready for LSU to play!

Wishing all Moms of children (and furry friends) a Happy Mother's Day!

Armitis

My parents came over one day and I said, "Gregory has armitis."

My dad looked at me with concern, "What is that?  What's wrong with him?"

I smiled and said, "He wants to be held all the time in my arms."

My dad had a look of relief and I continued, "But it could just be that I have armitis, because I love to hold him."

How can I help it when he smiles at me like this?