Hey Mama….check out my new trucks!
They’re pretty dope, right?
Word.
But I don’t want you to roll them.
Just leave them right where they are.
Why, you ask?
Because I want you to!
What do you mean you need more of an explanation?
“Just because” isn’t reason enough for you?
But Mama…..
…..you say that to me all the time!
So you see…..
…..it’s only fair that I give you a taste of your own medicine.
Payback’s a witch, isn’t it?
I had originally intended for these pictures to accompany the next installment of the Quotable Riley-bean, but the boy hasn’t been all that quotable lately. Super surprising, I know.
Looking cute in his “new” blue shoes (passed down from Zac)…..
Building blocks with Daddy one weekend morning…..
Messy mouth after having one of Nola’s cookies for dessert…..
Pouty face…..
Tough Guy attempting to flex his muscles…..
Helping Nopsi in the garage…..
Putting on his “green lipstick” (no idea where he came up with this)…..
Playing on Daddy’s drum set…..
Hopefully there will be another set of quotes from the boy soon!
Riley is going to be a wild man in Nola and Nopsi’s pool this summer.
We went for our first dip of the season last weekend. It was a little chilly at first, but Riley and I quickly got used to it and had a great time. (Daddy stayed on the sidelines.)
It was the first time Riley “swam” by himself…..with the help of his new ninja turtle floaties and the green pool noodle. Geaux Riley!
I’ve already resigned myself to the fact that we will be living in swimsuits and slathering on the sunscreen for most of the summer.
But hey…..hopefully the wonk potatoes will crash hard for his afternoon nap every day.
Happy Friday!
Kenny and I took Rory to see Dr. N last Thursday. He weighed in at 12 pounds, 9 ounces and measured 22.5 inches long with a head circumference of 15.5 inches. He checked out just fine and got four vaccinations: oral rotavirus and three shots (which covered DTaP, PCV13, polio, Hib, and hepatitis B). He of course cried when he got stuck but calmed down fairly quickly.
We talked a lot with Dr. N about Rory’s behavior, mood, and disposition for the first two months of his life. After listening closely, Dr. N decided to give us two cans of soy formula to take home and try out for three days. If he’s got an issue with lactose, this could be our solution to his fussiness and general unsettled state. If the soy didn’t seem to help, she also wrote a prescription for Zantac in case reflux is the problem.
He had the soy formula Friday through yesterday. And while he did seem to exhibit happier behavior, Kenny and I both agreed that he still seemed unsettled at times. (He also started spitting up again; that issue had actually gotten better a few days before we switched formulas.) So we filled the Zantac and started him on his first dose last night. It could take up to a week to really work, so we’re playing the waiting game until then.
Rory did get his first cold last week, thanks to Riley and me being under the weather as well. He had head and chest congestion, with a stuffy nose and a little cough. It seems to have cleared up at this point, but it did make feedings a bit of a challenge since he couldn’t breathe all that well with the bottle in his mouth. Also, because of the stuffiness, we slept him in the rock-n-play as opposed to his bed so his head would be more elevated. Dr. N advised us to continue doing this if reflux reveals itself to be an issue.
Dr. N also said that he may just be a fussy baby, in which case there’s nothing she can fix and we’ll just have to ride it out. But she said he’s gaining weight and generally very healthy, so she’s not overly concerned about him. That reassured me, but I just want him to be happy.
So on our game of trial and error goes. I’m hoping that as he gets older he’ll grow out of whatever issue he’s having, or hopefully the Zantac will start making a difference. As of now, Kenny and I are just taking things as they come, one day at a time.
And I am so glad I have that man by my side. Because I could not do it without him.
Riley and I went on a snowball run one afternoon last week, and I let him pick out his flavor of choice for his very own snowball. He chose cherry.
Once we got back home, I stripped him down to his diaper so he could eat it out on the front porch. He of course made a bit of a mess, but he had fun doing so. Summer is officially here!
Poor Rory. He sadly won’t get to try his first snowball until he’s over a year old. Sorry, dude. You were born at the wrong time of year.
Happy Monday!
1. I went out to dinner with some girlfriends one Monday a few weeks ago on the insistence of Kenny, who stayed home with both boys. Rory helped his daddy put his big brother to bed.
2. Riley climbing a tree with his cousin Zac after our annual crawfish boil at the end of last month.
3. Rory received a surprise package in the mail one day a couple of weeks ago from his great-grandparents in Florida. Can you tell what it’s supposed to be? So very creative and cool. And composed of so many cute and useful things. Thanks, Pops and Mae Mae!
4. A little tummy time on Daddy!
5. Passed out, milk drunk, an interesting paci position, and looking mighty cute in his giraffe bib from Aunt E
6. Breakfast on the weekends when Daddy is home is so much fun for Riley-bean, especially when he gets to have cool-shaped pancakes.
7. Rory has not taken to his swing all that well, although he has fallen asleep in it once or twice. Recently, however, Aunt E and Uncle Jeff decided that Kate had outgrown her swing and asked us if we wanted it. Kenny and I figured we’d give it a try and see if Rory liked it better than the one we already had.
We’ve only had it for about a week but he already seems more comfortable in it and has taken multiple lengthy naps in it as well. Yay! Thanks, y’all.
8. Our latest family pic, taken on Mother’s Day at Nola and Nopsi’s house. Love my three boys!
9. Big brother helping to feed little brother…..Mama could get used to this.
10. Have a wonderful weekend, everyone!
Last Friday Kenny and I took Riley to his new school for a little meet and greet with his teachers and some of his future classmates. We were there for about an hour and left with much anticipation for the start of the new school year in August.
We gathered in the teachers’ lounge, where the school Co-Op had provided coffee, water, and doughnuts for us. Riley and Jack both enjoyed the unexpected sweet treat. I’m so glad they’ll be at the same school; I hope they become good friends just like their daddies.
Kenny and I didn’t really know what the morning would entail, but I think we were both surprised when the PK-3 teachers rounded up all of the new students and took them away to play in their new classrooms. There are two sections of PK-3, and the teachers wanted a chance to observe the kids in order to divide them into two classes of a good mix of personalities. The parents stayed back and listened to some important info from one of the school administrators about the upcoming school year.
Riley came back all smiles, and one of the teachers said he did great while he was away from Mama and Daddy. Some of the other kids shed some tears but not our Riley-bean. I’m sure he was too concerned with finding all of the trucks in his classroom to worry about crying. He did tell us they played with a big computer and got a snack.
It was a nice little event put on by the school, and it only reaffirmed my confidence in our decision to send Riley there in the fall. I think we’re going to really enjoy being a part of the school community.
