Christmas time

We decorated the tree the Sunday before Thanksgiving, but I decided to hold the post until now. Cameron really wanted nothing to do with the ornaments, but I insisted he put at least one on. He's a little intimidated by Santa. My mom gave me this talking Santa that reads Twas the Night Before Christmas, and he just cried and cried. Why is it funny to laugh at kids in their moment of weakness? Too darn cute if you ask me. He's getting better with Santa, but we haven't seen the real one yet.

5 months old

Five months. Five! That old cliche of "they grow up so fast" is right on the money. Cameron is finally growing into his feet, which I don't think ever fit into newborn socks. Here's what he's been up to lately.

Cameron plays with his toys all the time. The workbench is one of his favorites, and I find myself at work humming the tunes that play from it. In addition to the toys, he still enjoys being stuffed into boxes for the sake of pictures. I'm pretty sure he likes it. :-)

Cameron sits up all by himself. I'm not kidding. There's no magic hand in the picture holding him up. His center of gravity is so low and his belly supports him in the front. Yes, my little love learned to sit before rolling over.


Does this kid look like he's missing many meals? He's starting eating vegetables, and he can gobble up some carrots. He often gets distracted and decides that having a mouth full of carrots is the perfect time to practice blowing bubbles.


I cannot get a picture of Cameron rolling over. He has gone from front to back and vice versa, but I am beginning to think that was all a dream. He definitely will not flip on command, especially when the cameras are out.

My little do is such a blessing and has been so much fun these past five months. He's giggling a lot now, especially when Brian is around.

Christmas pictures

I've been trying to capture the perfect picture for our Christmas cards. Cameron is four and a half months, and I'm not a photographer so "perfect" is a relative term. Let me take you through the different scenarios.

Picture 1 - Who doesn't love a chunky baby in a santa suit? It's amazing that the clothes fit him, but the hat is cutting off the circulation to his brain. I'm not kidding. He's not really smiling. The hat is pulling all the skin on his face back to give him that permanent botox-like smile. This photo op went fairly well until he discovered the ornaments. Glitter on ornaments + four month old teething baby = shiny gums and sparkling poop. Not very smart on my part but worth it. Picture 2 - So calm and subdued. You would never believe how many times he rolled right off the pillow that is wedged under his head. I also won't give you a number because frankly I lost count. I didn't think it would be that tricky to balance Cam on his side, but he proved me wrong. This was also just minutes before the vomiting incident where my child decided to recreate Santa's beard for a more realistic portrait. (See earlier post)

Picture 3 - Where in the hell did I get the idea that polyfill looks like snow? Here's a better question...why in the hell didn't I learn from picture 1 that my son puts things in his mouth? Now I have a kid with shiny, fluffy poop. None of these made the cut so you'll have to check back for the final few pictures.