A friend is someone who you can call at 3 in the morning to come and bail you out of jail. A best friend is sitting next you saying “That was AWESOME!”
Above are some more pictures of our friends spending some time with Carson. It was so neat to see these people who feel like my brothers and sisters getting to know him. Also, the gorgeous bride is my friend Stephanie, whose wedding was beautfiul and the main reason for my visit. I love the pic of Carson and Curious George, because lately he has become Curious Carson. He wants to inspect EVERYTHING with all of his senses–look closely, touch, smell, taste, grab, etc. He really liked Haley’s George doll that made a laughing sound (kinda creepy to me, btw) and he would get face to face with him and laugh back. Too cute.
This idea of random favorites is actually hi-jacked (sp?) from my new BFF’s, the P-jaks’ B-journal. I saw something in the Fred Meyer parking lot today that reminded me of one of my favorite feelings. It is when I’m a part of a caravan of cars stopping at a grocery store/gas station/fast food place as we begin a road trip to a weekend getaway or camping trip. That feeling of being with friends and family, waving through the windows in a parking lot, knowing that my weekend will be filled with fun times with those cool peeps. Good treats in the car is also a major bonus to the caravan road trip.
Oh my. I’m in So. Cal. right now (the OC actually) and it is so beautiful. I forgot how much I missed this weather. Today is actually a little overcast, but the other days have been sunny, 70’s and slightly breezy, which is exactly what I remember most days being like between March and October. It is SO wonderful. It’s been fun to introduce C-dogg to all of our best buds. He got to meet several new friends, including Keenan, Carlee and Haley. Haley and Carlee are both anticipating new babies in their house, so they are studying him closely. As much fun as I’m having, I’m also realizing how hard it is to travel alone with a baby. I wish Trent were here! There is so much sunshine and light in the houses, so many new toys and people that he is basically refusing to take naps. FUN! But it is all worth it to watch Haley kiss him and ask all morning about “Baby Carnon go poo-poo? Baby Carnon seep in my bed?” Being with old friends is like coming home, and I know they love my baby as much as I love theirs, even thought we don’t see each other very often. Thanks, Howie, for helping make this trip possible! Many pics to come, I’m sure.
The other day I took Little C outside to sit in the sun on that blanket. He was quite confused and kept squinting and looking at me as if to say “What is this bright stuff?” It’s sunshine, dear. I’m sorry it has taken six months for you two to meet. It’s so fun now that he is sitting up and moving around on his tummy. He’s not crawling, but he can pivot around from his hips and scoot backward, which seems to be quite frustrating when the toy/book/person/sharp object he is straining for is in front of him. I love this pic of him in Becky’s hat. For some reason we have an obsession with putting him in hats!
I know some people think it is lazy and annoying, but before last September I was an expert and habitual snoozer–I hit the snooze button at least once every day before getting out of bed. And I managed to be a functional and productive adult! I’m just one of those people who wakes up VERY slowly. (My husband interjects “True story” here.) However, since Carson was born, I think I’ve set an alarm clock one time in the last six months. My alarm clock is the cry of my little screamer at any and all hours of the night and day. It has no rhyme or reason, it seems there is nothing I can do before I fall asleep to ensure any sense of schedule, and…there is NO snooze button. I could not be more in love with my little guy, but by far the hardest part of being a mommy so far has been the lack of sleep. I truly believe it would be a successful method of torture for prisoners of war. If only babies came with snooze buttons. That’s my grown up Christmas wish.