New Haircuts

Cole's hair grows so quickly. Heath took it upon himself to master the task of cutting Cole's hair even with all the squirming and twitching and grabbing...well, amongst all that, it just wasn't working out. A snip here a buzz there, it was uneven. We just shaved it all off figuring summer was coming and Cole was somewhat of a hothead anyway (pun? what pun??) That was a month ago. It's growing back quickly; I assure you if you miss it in the photos (I know he's a gorgeous baby! Bias? Me?), it is growing back. We'll see how the haircuts go in the future.

I also got my haircut...maybe 10 inches. Don't be shocked, it's me in the photos. I thought it was time to look my age. Being pregnant was the perfect time to cut it, too. My hair is growing extra fast...and now that's it short, I don't have to tie it back when I'm throwing up from morning sickness. Sorry, is that TMI (too much information)? Also, I tend to get hot easily and with Nevada heat, short hair is probably going to pay off. I'm sending my 10 inches of trimming off to be made into wigs. Maybe next time it won't take me 10 years to do it again. By the way, it's been awhile since we've posted any photos 1. in part to my "morning" sickness and 2. due to the fact that we lost the camera battery charger and just now replaced it. Thanks for your patience. Enjoy!

"Perfect Little Family"

At our last visit, the OB referred us to a specialist. We weren't sure why, but we went along with it. This office has been different from the beginning compared to the one we went to for Cole. With Cole, we didn't even see the doctor until the fifth month. All the office visits up until then were with nurses taking my weight and other vitals and even writing my prescriptions. This office with the new baby...oh, did I mention we were pregnant again? Well, in case you hadn't heard...anyway, so the new office scheduled us to see the doctor as soon as they confirmed I was pregnant and I've seen her every four weeks since. She is a whole other story. So getting back to the point. We went to see the specialist as directed. They did a sonogram and showed us all the baby's parts (I was 16 weeks along at this point) telling us how great they looked and oh, by the way it's a girl! Okay, so we got some information out of all the confusion. It 's a girl. I'm still sick, but it's not like with Cole where any cough, hiccup, burp, etc. would send me into a vomiting fit...until the day he was born! Yeah, insane. No rhyme or reason or sense to it. Thank you all for your sympathy! I'll post the sonogram photos once they're scanned into the computer. It's a girl!

Saturday Night Out

This is what they did with the lights between competitors entrances...drama!

There are huge screen, like in most arenas, showing what they had live on Pay-per-view...some points of the fight, they had better view, so I was looking at them a lot!

Tim Silva enters the octagon...

Tim Silva is introduced...dang all those people with the contraband cameras! So much glare! It was pretty exciting...


One great thing about Las Vegas is that there's always something huge going on...and for free! Working for a casino has its perks. Heath scavenged some tickets from work; enough for the two of us and several of his best friends. I had the distinct pleasure of sitting next to the one who was already inebriated when we arrived. Explanation to follow. Heath and I had our second dining out just the two of us since Cole arrived (first being our anniversary)! We were interrupted by H&R Block, but that's a whole other story. Anyway, we planned our evening or rather, Heath did, so that we would arrive in time for the Pay-per-View portion of the festivities. I had seen on the tickets "No cameras, no filming", but I found out when we got there, not many complied. I resorted to using Heath's camera phone, so you'll have to excuse the quality of the photos. There were several fights before I recognized any of the fighters. The final fight was the most interesting--Tim Silva lost by guillotine to someone I'll have to edit in later. The evening was interesting, but I missed Cole the whole time!

St. Patrick's Weekend Festival

Heath found some information about this event for the weekend. We drove straight out to old Henderson as soon as Heath got off work on Friday in hopes of seeing the Petting Zoo. We thought Cole would enjoy it. We parked on the street and took our time walking around looking at the games and rides. Heath got a funnel cake with powdered sugar (yum!) and I got a "hand-dipped" corn dog. The corn dog was very coated, oily, and crunchy. We walked what we thought was the entire grounds before concluding there must have been a mistake. No petting zoo. We promised to return the next day to find it. We packed up into the truck and started driving home. There it was! Somehow it was hidden, but it was on the other end of our walk. We found it today, Saturday. It was a measly dollar for admission...can't beat that! Heath took Cole into the pen while I watched with the camera. After meeting a few animals, Cole wanted to walk around on his own to say hi! We weren't comfortable with that considering there was a lady in there walking around with a --scooper. Cole was particularly fond of the little black sheep. As I watched him pat its back, I wondered if it would kick him. All the animals were pretty sweet. I tried to get a photo to show what was all there. Enjoy the photos!

Cole's First Birthday

I can't believe Cole is one year old! He was and is such a good baby. He would sleep 10-12 hours a night from the time he was three or four months old. He doesn't fuss about much either. I feel so blessed and lucky. He has been picking up things so quickly the past month or so pointing at everything saying, "dat". I've been telling him what everything is called. Sometimes when he points, it's because he wants "dat". He also has been doing a great job of undoing everything I do; I put away his toys, he gets them out again, I fold things, he throws them on the floor...he's a great help unloading the groceries!! I have to be careful, though, because he'll run off with something that needs to be refrigerated or has a pointy side...

He's a great walker now and sometimes picks up the pace and gets a trot going! He doesn't bend his knee very much when he does this, but I expect he'll get the hang of it. If he gets a booboo, he tells us a long story about what happened, "da da da da da da..." crying through the whole story. He loves his fuzzy stuffed friends and blankets. He takes them for walks up and down the hallway and up to the sliding glass door admiring the view. He still throws balls and pushes cars around. He tries to pick larger things up and carry them. The box Nana sent for his birthday for example. If he can't pick it up or can't carry it very far, then he climbs on it...or at least tries!

His birthday went well, considering. Can I just soapbox this one thing? "RSVP" means to let your host know whether OR NOT you plan to attend. I invited ten people and only three RSVPed! Nine of them showed up. I'm done. Anyway, I didn't have any games planned; the kids played with each other. Everyone ate and then we did cake and ice cream. Then opened presents. Cole had practice unwrapping from Christmas, but he got bored of it after three or four...so I helped him. He got some pretty awesome gifts much more than I expected or could hope for. Thanks to everyone for that! I know he loves each and every one of his toys because when I was straightening up for the party, I put a couple toys away and then a couple more and each time he went looking for them all. He looked a bit anxious after awhile and started following me around whining.

He only took one nap whereas most days since we moved into the new house, he takes three. Kristen and Jimmy stayed later for a little while along with Heath's buddies Rich and his son and then Chris and his son. It was a very interesting evening for Cole and he did very well. He's doing much better socially only crying once, but he was tired and ready for bed. The others stayed for the fight a little while longer.

We considered not doing anything for Cole's first birthday, but didn't want to look back and say "we should have..." like other things we've have missed. More is never enough when it comes to photos. Speaking of which, you all were there in spirit and in our hearts. Here are the photos from the day. Enjoy and love you!

No headband

Cole has completed his requirement for wearing his headband. His head looks great! He is very cute (maybe I'm biased). I think his cuteness was obscured by the headband. He has adjusted well without it by not banging his head on the wall and catching himself when he falls down. It was a long and tedious two months which turned into four of bi-monthly adjustments and daily sanitizing, but it's all over now and we can breathe a sigh of relief knowing we did what we could for him and it was for the best. His head is now a normal round baby head. We will have video upon video to prove it. Keep your eye out for the next one which should be ready shortly after his first birthday which is on Saturday! Thanks for your patience and support.

Run away

Cole is definitely walking now. He is actually trying to run! He putts around with his baseball and will throw it at you and giggle. He pivots on one foot and turns around, picks up his ball, and goes back. When he tries to run, he usually starts at the sofa and walks as fast as he can go toward the T.V. He either trips and falls or the top half of his body gets to the T.V. before his feet! He's been doing a great job of falling on either Heath or me, too! We can also take him by the hand and walk around the house. He only needs one of our fingers to know where to go, but he still prefers to be held. He shows interest in walking on his own, but only if we go with him. He makes the funniest faces, too. We are finishing up the next home video, so keep your eye out for it.