June Catch-Up

Now that I got all the pregnancy fear thoughts off my chest, can we talk about June?  Because, really folks, it did happen.  And I have a few pictures  I have to force you to look at share with you so that one day I can still call this blog my virtual scrapbook and be able to acknowledge just how much PDG grew.

Especially his hair.  Thank heavens!

First off, he started walking.  It happened over the course of about three days that he went from slyly doing two steps here or there, to five in a row, to straight up saying "peace out, ma" and making so many of my photos now be of his backside as he darts away.

He discovered headphones.  Which, like any rectangular object he deems a 'phone,' do not have to make any noise for him to enjoy dancing to/babbling into. 

 He also has continued his streak of loving food (though veggies are slowly but surely losing their appeal...) Father's day was all about crab legs at Whitlows - my two boys, eating until their bellies popped.

 Speaking of two boys, we had a great trip to the 'burbs with our BFFs and what gets cuter than two toddlers sharing a radio flyer wagon stroll on a Sunday afternoon?  They got less scared and more into it once we got rolling.  Pun obviously intended.

 PDG finally stepped up and tried out the rocking chairs out at Mama and Papa H's house.  Which he loved.  Now he thinks any chair his size is a rocking chair, and he makes the movements regardless of the chair's ability to shake with him.

 

And if you're reading this, then you know Big Sis got married.  Everyone was happy to celebrate her and her own "J-Man." (we'll get him a nickname of his own soon) PDG got fully in on the action, running in nearly constant circles around and around the dance floor.  Crowded?  No big deal, he could weave.  Empty?  More room for his circles. It's perfectly appropriate this photo is fuzzy, that's how on the move this new walker/runner was.

 As for his pregnant and still quite sick (though trying to hold it together) mama?  Can you see the makeup?  This one day I had on more makeup than cumulative from the entire previous year.  They AIRBRUSHED me!!!  I was kinda hormonal about it, assuming it meant I must be so hideous they had to hide the real me under all that makeup, but looking back, it looked pretty so I guess it wasn't some sort of conspiracy.  Though, asking for just little blush and eyeshadow was clearly not a language the makeup technician understood!

 

It was so hot in "the rock" as Big Sis calls it, that we made our first trip to a splash park.  We actually hit up two in one day.  These were at the first, where PDG was genuinely terrified, and gradually warmed up to tolerant of the experience.  By the second one, there were smiles and laughter.  You know PDG, everything in his own time, after he's thought it through very carefully.

As for his 15 month check up - he weighed 25lb 12 oz (87%) and measured 32" (80%) so one solid little man.  And we've tried peanut butter now, so no food allergies on any fronts.  Unless it's to something funky we haven't given him because we G's don't eat it ourselves.

July 4th stories and photos to come.