Milk anyone?

Parenting lesson # 34: make sure the lid to your child's cup is screwed on tightly.

Sometimes you just have to kick your feet up for a little bit and take a breather. I mopped, vacuumed, dusted, and even cleaned the base boards for Cameron's party! Whew! I was sitting in the living room, and Cameron was playing in the kitchen cabinets. He still an inch too short for the breakable and sharp objects. (I'm kidding. He's definitely tall enough, but we did baby proof.) I can hear each tupperware bowl hitting the floor one by one. "Splash!" Definitely not a bowl. The next sound I hear is a whole bunch of "splat, splat, splashes." Not a sound I should be hearing, but no crying. I grabbed my camera thinking this had to be good. As I turned the corner, I see my 1 year old on all fours licking up every bit of milk off the floor. My bad on the cup thing. I hesitated for a moment. Do I let him finish the drink from the floor? It would be less I had to clean. Or should I pick him up clean him and the floors up and pour him some more formula? Formula sure isn't cheap. Hmm, parenting dilemma.





If you are wondering why my son is only in a diaper, it's because a spilled cup incident happened three times that day. After I changed him out of his third outfit, I gave up on clothes.

Birthday Boy!

After Brian got home from work, we celebrated Cameron's birthday. We got him a laptop to try and distract him from playing with our actual laptop. So far... it's not working.



Did you really think he wouldn't get a piece of cake too?


On Saturday we had Cameron's grandparents, great-grandparents, aunts, uncles and cousins over for an Elmo-themed party. My mom made his outfit, which was perfect. I did not witness this first-hand, but several people noticed Cameron pushing his older cousins away from his toys. That just doesn't seem like him. Yeah, right. He won't have the "he's the baby" card to play much longer so he better watch out.



When we found out we were having a boy, the first chore we planned on assigning was cutting the grass. Cameron got a bubble lawn mower, and refused to stand behind the thing and push it. I took him outside to see if the bubbles would spark any desire to walk behind it, but that didn't go over well. We don't have a riding lawn mower so he better shape up.

His first truck. Thank God this one doesn't require insurance.

Happy Birthday Cameron!

Cameron is 1!!! What a year filled with joy and blessings. I am so proud and so fortunate to be a mother, and I love watching this little boy grow up before my eyes. For his birthday, my mom and I took him to the Baton Rouge Zoo. It's July. I know the zoo is outdoors, but we really had a great time.



Here's where the desire to get a picture interferes with better judgment. Both of these tigers kept staring Cameron, and one of them just kept pacing in front of him. While I appreciate being able to see the animals, I question the strength of that glass.

I put Cameron down thinking he would try to bang on the glass. (Probably not the smartest thought) That big cat was just looking at my child's beefy thighs, and Cameron got the hint. He took off back to us as fast as those little legs would carry him.

Honestly, we could have just gone to the kid zone all day, and Cameron would have been fine. He loved playing on all the jungle gyms, and he especially loves socializing with the ladies.





Highlights of the trip: snowballs and a train ride.