From Mother to Son

From one of my favorite blogs of all time (yes, Bobby, I'm mentioning my virtual bff, Vickie) this goes out to all the preggie girls in my life: http://vickiehowell.blogspot.com/2009/03/family-follies.html

To Teethe, Or Not to Teethe?

Well, after months of drooling madness and several people telling me Jonas is teething, I think the kid is finally cutting his first tooth. He woke up last night crying and completely inconsolable. Bobby and I were stumped. I finally took a look at his lower gums, which were red and swollen. Fortunately, we already had baby Oralgel in the house, due to my misdiagnosis a few months ago. A little bit did the trick! The kid was instantly quiet. Today he's been gumming the heck out of anything and everything that's been put in front of him. No sign of the actual tooth, but I'm positive I'm not wrong this time. :)

** There must be something in the air, because our friend Conrad is starting teethe too!

Puppy Love

Lately Jonas has showed a huge fascination with the dogs, especially Bacchus. And I'm pretty sure the feeling is mutual. Every session with the two ends with Bacchus whimpering for help as Jonas has one of his body parts in a death grip. However, five minutes later, Bacchus is back in his face checking him out. No doubt, these two will be stirring up trouble together before long!

Wind Farm

Bobby and I came across a wind farm as we were driving out to western Kansas last week. With those of you unfamiliar with the I-70 drive across Kansas, it's pretty flat and lacking in landmarks. It's pretty comical when out of nowhere these HUGE turbines start popping up in this one particular area. The pictures really don't do their size justice. The blades alone tend to run 65 to 130 feet in length with a tower that stands anywhere from 200-300 feet tall. Needless to say, they are the true gentle giants of the plains.

Had we not had to complete a five hour drive that day, I would have been content pulling over and spending the day watching them in action. I know it sounds crazy, but they have this soothing effect. Kind of like watching clouds pass by.

6 Months

Today Jonas had his 6 month check up (I can't believe he's already 6 months old!). This has been his best doctor's appointment by far. His doctor was so impressed with how well Jonas has been eating, that he finally gave us the okay to take him off of Neosure (his preemie formula) and put him on plain old Similac. HOORAY! All the worries we had in the beginning of this kid gaining weight are starting to seem light years away. Not to mention the fact that Neosure is the most expensive formula out there, so I can't say I'm too disappointed that we don't need to buy it anymore.

I decided to go ahead and have Jonas get his flu shot with his immunizations - even though he doesn't need it. (When he was at Children's Mercy, I made him promise he would never get sick enough to go to the hospital again, since he caused enough worry his first couple weeks of life. I just hope he keeps up his end of the deal.) Actually, he was already getting three shots, so I figured it was better to throw on one more today instead of going through the whole ordeal again. Aside from his initial shrieks, the kid perked up within minutes and has slept most of the evening.

A couple of stats from today:
Weight: 15 lbs. 12.8 oz.
Length: 26"

Jonas' First Christmas

Just a few pictures of our Christmas angel (Hey, better late than never!). I hope everyone's holidays were as enjoyable as ours were.

I know he doesn't look real excited, but the kid loves books

Mommy's favorite gift of all

This morning Bobby shuffled off to work his last Chief's game of the season. Those of you that know him know the boy LOVES his football, but with the crummy season the Chief's have had this year, and with the below zero wind chill, he was less than enthusiastic to go stand around outside, even if he gets to watch the game from the sidelines (can you blame him). You should have seen him bundled up (I didn't get a picture, not that he would have let me if I tried), he looked like the little brother from A Christmas Story.

I'm hoping he makes it through the day, poor baby.