Poop Deck!

My little angel pie is so cute. Just when I think he can't get any cuter, he does something that just blows me away! Whether it's his smile, his Oreo covered face, or when he laughs at nothing, it just makes me want to *burst*. Seriously people, my child belongs on a Cheerio's box.

No real updates today. Just the usual eat, sleep, poop, pull hair, throw a spoon at the dog, eat some more, routine. I'm hoping we can take Jack to the pool tomorrow or perhaps the park. He's been pretty cooped up at the house with me this week and I would like to get him some fresh air.

One thing that is new with Jack is that he can climb on to the couch and the salad bowl (the "salad bowl" is the papasan chair we have. We pretend it is a salad bowl though.) He can get up and get off of it all on his own. He does fall once in a while, but I'm always there to pick him up and smother him with kisses and love. Everyone (Kevin, Aunt Jessica, Grandma Tutu, Amy, etc.) keeps telling me to stop babying him, but I can't help it. He's my baby and just so kissable! Every time I get into "smothering mothering" mode he pushes me away and says, "MOM! Stop embarrassing me!" Ok, he doesn't really say that, but he makes that face at me. So independent that boy is. When will he learn no matter how old he gets, he'll always be my baby and I'll always smother him with love!

Stairs... Now We Just Built a Word, We Built It, We Built It!

First off, if you haven't seen World Word yet, you need to turn on your local PBS station and get on that.

Secondly, have you ever "misplaced" your baby only to find him at the top of the stairs? This is the latest phenomenon here at the Reese/Barnum residence. Which is also why we have a brand new baby gate at the bottom of the stairs.

The other night, Kevin was teaching Jack how to climb the stairs. He's always trying to get Jack to do wild boy things with him, and although I objected to him teaching Jack stair climbing techniques, Kevin thought it would be a good thing for a little boy to learn. Well, the other day, Jack's birthday actually, Jess and I were in the kitchen, Muffin was locked outside so she wouldn't eat Jack, and Kevin was out getting Port of Subs. Jack was crawling around with the balloon attached to him (so everyone would know who the birthday boy was!) and he headed down the hall to play with the doorstop. Ya know, the kind that go BONG! when you flick them. Jack loves that, and there are two next to each other right next to the stairs that make different BONG! noises so he loves to sit there and flick them. So as we are prepping the food, the BONG!ing stops. Jess and I go over there to see why and there is no Jack! We look up and he is sitting at the top of the stairs laughing! AHHHH! Of course, me being the calm and collective mother that I am, I scream and panic, run up the stairs and hold him telling him how sorry I am. He could have fallen down and broken him neck! I get all teary eyed just thinking about it.

So, Kevin went to Target and got a nice new baby gate. One where dog snouts can't fit through, and babies can't get up stairs. Where's the bubble wrap when you need it?