Amost 14 months!

Finally broke down and took Oliver into the Doctor. Something was nagging at me and I finally listened to the committee in my brain.

I'm glad I did. Ollie has anemia. Blame it on my detest of red meat. I can't stand it. Nothing containing iron except tuna really appeals to me, and one can only eat so much (read: once a week if lucky) tuna before it becomes nasty too. So, iron supplements here we come. Doc seemed a little worried about the low levels and wants a lead test anyway so off we go to the lab today for some fun with needles. Hear the joy in my voice. Cause I love the word needle and Oliver being in the same sentence. *sigh*

We also discovered the "eczema" on his little leggie that has persisted beyond two weeks is in fact fifths disease. It's not supposed to be a big deal unless one is pregnant. It goes away on it's own, it's caused by a virus and there really is no treatment for it. Since we aren't pregnant, we have no worries. Until I got home and read that it can cause anemia as well. For cryin out loud....this child of mine....

So that's the update on my little monkey boy for now. He's a whopping 23 pounds and 31 inches...above average for his age, so he's obviously not hurting for nutrition! He made a point of showing off to the Doc and saying "hi" "dog" "dada" and of course the all time favorite spammed word in my house "ball." Doc was impressed with the clear vocabulary. And then Oliver looks at me and does baby signs for milk clear as can be and we start nursing. Doc smiled and said he was communicating quite well! I of course was all full of pride. As we left Ollie gave a nice loud (and still with that southern accent) "Bye" as he waved! I just have to giggle at the cute personality that is emerging from this child.

He started giving kisses on demand last night. The tongue hangs out and the mouth stays open, but he does them every time you ask. He gets a kick out of it too. I asked him last night to give me kisses while he was nursing and he stopped nursing to climb up to my face and give me a nice fat wet one!

Oh the love for that ball...tis like no other!

Even more.

I just posted on my other blog. We went to San Fran for the day and I put up a bunch of pics. Just thought I would cross post over here if anyone wanted to go see all the boys-the rest of the fam-at the museum. Was a blast!
Here's a link:
www.withnakedfeet.blogspot.com

~RF

A special post...

TO MY SPECIAL WOO
There is more similarity than just his name.
This is proof positive that this child has Masten in his genes!

(There's a second and much longer post after this one, packed with pics, but this...this deserved it's own place of fame...)

WITH LOVE FROM DOT~

Long overdue pictures!

I hear when Jade has a red tip that it is very happy! I must be doing something right.

My mini roses. Will likes to buy me flowers that live a long time.

Blooms about to open.

Burrows Tail.

Now that I have subjected you to my green thumb...I will show you why all my plants are growing so well...a certain little boy insists on outside time every day which includes massive water play!

Learning to kick the ball.

Bath time fun!

This caused giggles and shrieking! For some reason it was hilarious to Oliver!

Toothy grins!

Guess what I have learned???

What do you mean "no no"??? Do you not understand who I am? I am Oliver!!!

First trip ever to McD's. Fries, germs and kid funked playground included. Great times!

BALLS!

Weighted with significance and symbolism, we planted a Corkscrew Willow Tree in our front yard. It's about the same height as Oliver. Dad and baby put it in the ground.

Brad trying to be funny showing off the height. That's my step-dad's Explorer in the background. We'll have to give it back to the dealership soon. It's been a nice go between as both our vehicles went out of commission at the same time! But it's time has come to go back soon.

Jacob Evan.

Nude gardening. He will water his own tree thank you much!

Half the time this works. Half the time it causes water up the nose and a huge fit.

I've no idea where Oliver learned to hose drink.

No idea what so ever.

We also are learning to Recycle!

I'm doin it!

Walking is coming.

A break at the park, for one of Olivers most favorite past times. Completely zoned out...

Ryan and a rather tired looking mama.

Standing up to scan for the ball, I'm obsessed with my ball...have you seen it? Anyone?

If I had half the energy of this child my pictures would be alot prettier!

Ryan Tyler

This only looks peaceful. Later came weight tossing around. It involved someone flying, someone near breaking an ankle, and some tears. I won't name names. This thing is not the fun teeter totter it appears to be.

Big kids are fascinating. I found my ball by the way.

Big brother holds me while mama waters the garden.

Romaine and "crinkly leaf" lettuce-home grown!

Dad harvesting amongst the weeds.

Baby corn.

The once a year bloomin cactus!

I love mamas exercise bands but she says this behavior has gotten me in trouble before and she took them away!! I had to climb so far under the bed to find these.

Cavorting with the "duhs" (dogs)

This is actually a baby sign language...it means "all done."

I'll feed myself thank you.

The preferred method of transportation. No knees. We call this four wheel driving. It has become quite efficient and mom must run to catch me!!!

A certain little boy most definitely has a water addiction...

Hose water

This is a combination of two of his favorite things water and ball....he's actually sitting here with his mouth wide open, just staring.

The spigot of power.

Will not get in the pool, but it's pure glee from the outside!!!

Oh yes. We have been busy. Growing and growing! Forth of July pictures coming soon!

Much love~

RF and O

Where am I???

I know. I'm awful. Here is where I've been in case you live under a rock and haven't found me yet... www.withnakedfeet.blogspot.com

Oliver is doing so well! His favorite babblings these days include (99% of the time) "Bah" which is translated to mean Ball. He's obsessed with it. He also says "Duh" --that means dog. Other commonly heard word "Abu" somehow this translates to mean he wants mama milk. ??? This is usually heard after a tumble which is common lately, or all darn. night. long....I tried to bargain with him last night, and explain that Abu was sleeping, but he wouldn't have it. He actually found daddy and woke him up and told him Abu with a teary eyed look, bottom lip sticking out and all until daddy made mommy give the coveted Abu so we could all sleep! Except me. Because my left side went entirely numb from not being permitted to roll over all night.

Next goal: night weaning. You know it's bad when the non bottle fed child has cavities. He is flat out addicted! I have also created a marvelous bed (on the floor) next to mine in hopes that moving the child away from the all night buffet will keep him from grazing. Not to mention he has had a few near fall off's from the big bed and I feel safer with him on the floor. We attempted a test run this morning of the "side bed", and he bashed his head into the desk nearby. So his floor bed is now surrounded by pillows. All he needs is a cute baby girl feeding him grapes and fanning him. Really. Or some lacy curtain type mosquito net. I pray for rest. I pray for Oliver to realize he has an Abu addiction problem. There must be some sort of 12 step recovery program for this.

I will be unloading the pictures from the camera today. Will put some up as this page is long overdue for some Ollie cuteness!

Much love
RF