It's been a few (BUSY) weeks since I've had a chance to blog. Where to begin?
Eli turned three months (April 30) and has "found" his voice. He spends most of his awake time squealing, screeching and laughing. He's trying to turn over - totally not ready for that one! He is about 26 inches long now and I'd guess somewhere around 17 pounds. He's now enjoying a little fruit with his cereal in the morning and at night. He had applesauce last week and his first taste of peaches this morning...seems to be a fan of both. We go back to the pediatrician June 2 so we'll have "official" stats then. Next week, Abbie will start keeping him two days a week so I can work a little more. While I'm looking forward to the challenges ahead with work, I am dreading not being home with him. I know he'll love Abbie and be totally fine, but he's about to start reaching some fun milestones; I just don't want to miss them...
Riley is...well, he's Riley. He's such a funny little boy. Last weekend was Mother's Day and his class got to "shop" for gifts one day at school. He spotted the box with my gift Saturday night...
R: I got you a present, Mama!
Me: You did? I can't wait to open it!
R: It's a neck-a-lace...with a cross.
So much for surprises, right? As I put it on for church the next morning, I knew I had arrived at "motherhood" - it totally didn't match but I was so wearing it because he gave it to me!
On the way to school yesterday, he noticed my rose from church was still on the dashboard...
R: Mama! You didn't put your flower in the water.
Me: I know. I forgot. It was a busy day yesterday.
R: It's ok, Mama. You can try again next time....
Me: Oh, Riley! You're my sweet boy.
R: And you're a sweet girl, too!
I mean, really? How could you not have a great day after that?
Another funny word thing - His Gran and Granny got him a subscription to Highlights magazine and he LOVES it. As he crawls into bed each night, he says, "I want to read my gasoline." Similar sounding, yes, but not quite the same!
Some things he's saying that I don't enjoy hearing:
- "I'm mad at you."
- "You can't come to my house to play."
- "You can't come to my party."
Really? You're 3! What do you know about being mad at your parents yet? Just wait about 10 years and talk to me about being mad at us...
So, Mother's Day was good at the Walton house. Jeff gave me a copy of The Last Song by Nicholas Sparks. I can't wait to read it, but have been warned not to begin until I am prepared to finish. He also got me a new watch for running. Too cool! Riley got a me a beautiful "neck-a-lace," made me several cards and told me at least 20 times, "Mama, I wuv you." My boys took me to lunch at Oby's and the highlight of my day - a 2-hour nap! I felt sufficiently loved and appreciated.
Running is still going well. I did my second 5K last weekend, and my official time was 32:05. I was a little disappointed as I really wanted to get down to 31 minutes and think I could have if my Nike Plus had cooperated and I had known my time and where I was in the course. Oh, well! There's the next one, right? I've found a 10K in Springdale, Arkansas, at the end of June that I'm trying to work out the logistics of getting there for, so that's the next goal. Registration has opened for the St. Jude's 1/2 marathon (December 4) so I'm working up the courage to fully commit. Can I really run 13.1 miles?
We took family pictures last week! I can't wait to see the proofs and will post a link to our photographer's Web site when they are available.
