The things he plays with...

So this evening we (the adults in the house) wanted to watch a movie. Well Corbin  hasn't been feeling well so when he went down for his nap he slept for a good bit, but when he woke up the movie was still on so he needed entertained. He decided to go into the closet and take out the band aids and have himself a good time as you can see... Such a silly boy, good thing they were junk ones that didn't even stick to itself.

SNOW

So growing up in PA specifically western PA I had to deal with snow. Now in most cases how the story goes is.... you love snow as a child, can't get enough of it, and as you get older is when you start to dislike it more and more for one reason or another. WELL not me, as a child I would play in the snow a bit but not for long, it was too cold and yea too cold for me so I was not a fan and as I grew older my dislike for the snow grew and now I could care less if I ever see it again and fortunately thanks to my husband there is a chance that we may never have to deal with that cold white stuff ever again. Now some of you might say that its not fair for Corbin and he should get to play in it, and you are right, thats what he has aunts and uncles and grand parents to take him out and play in it (cruel I know) any who on this trip back home even though Pittsburgh didn't get any snow other areas did so on our drive back to NC we went through the mountains and WAA-LAA snow. Now because I am not that evil we stopped and let the little man out of the car to investigate, and that he did! It did not take him long though to realize that 1. you should not hold on to the white stuff for too long because it would hurt your hands and make them cold, and 2. that you can eat the stuff. It was great to watch him exploring something new and enjoying himself.

Great outfit right! Jammies, winter hat, and those shoe things
(rubber on the bottom socks on top)

He clearly had a great time though

Let the sun shine

Last month marked our one year mark in North Carolina and since we have been here the biggest thing we like to brag about to our friends/family back home (Pittsburgh) is the weather. When we arrived last year it was in the 40's and that was a walk in the park compared to what we normally would see. Now this year since we would actually be here through the whole winter we expected to not be as spoiled I suppose. We thought that maybe we would see some flurries and colder temperatures but nope. We did see some frost and chilly temps in the 30's but not for very long.

Now its March, we are about to welcome spring! I must say, I am OK with that. I am NOT a fan of cold weather and I would be A-OK if I never had to see snow again in my life. Now some say that is selfish and that Corbin needs to experience it. Well those people are right, I think at some put he should get to see the snow and play in it. That is exactly why we go back home to visit, so he G-parents can take him out and play (BIG SMILE) while mommy sits inside and watches from the window! Ha Ha, all kidding aside, I would totally play in the snow with him... growing up a an only child I often either had to play with the few neighbors I had or with my dad and even then I didn't care for the cold but it just wasn't as enjoyable since I was always outside by myself, so being able to play in the snow with him would be fun. I would just make sure that my snow gear was on point and maybe even has a built in heater, do they make that kind of stuff?!

Any who, yesterday as we woke up we saw the sun just beaming in the sky and the weather said to expect warm weather! After tending to a doctors appointment for myself and making sure my hubs was feeling better, (he is battling a bacterial infection, on the mend now though) we decided that it was a MUST to get outside and soak up some sun and Vitamin D. Now this was the perfect opportunity for me to get a chance to play with my new camera... which I am still trying to figure out, but I will get there. We went into Southport and did our usual stroll near the pier letting Corbin squeal at the sea gulls and run around like crazy.

My little big guy

We even ventured down under the pier and let him walk in the sand! Now if you know me you know this was a big deal. I am not one of those super neat freak moms BUT I do try and avoid the obvious messes if at all possible and I also try to avoid putting Corbin into situations where he will feel compelled to eat inedible things i.e. sand! He did really well...for a few moments. He didn't try and dart to the water which was GREAT, he just picked up a few rocks and was drawing lines in the sand and then it happened. He discovered the sand stuck to the rock and first he licked it, then he sat down on a rock and used the rock as a mack-shift spoon and scooped up sand and began to munch. That ended out waterfront walk quickly. As a parent if you have ever had to deal with the sand that has exited the body after being ingested you understand where my heartburn comes from  for these types of situations. My only hope is that he grows out of it... I hope.

Being caught.. sand-handed!

After we managed to wrestled our not so happy guy off the sand we headed to a grassy area, he is less likely to eat that. I gave the hubs the camera and he got some good shots of the little guy and I.

Spending the day with my two favorite guys was great and I wouldn't have had it any other way.

Oh I can't leave with out making mention of what my husband would call the BEST part of the day.... We saw our first alligator of the season. He was thrilled! He has an odd obsession with them. Always saying that he is going to pick one up blah blah blah. I will believe it when I see it... then again he knows better so he will just have to settle for a distant glimpse of one.

Not super big, maybe 3 ft... big enough that I kept my distance

Take care, Happy Friday and enjoy your weekend!

I wonder?

So this morning as I opened my eyes to hear my little guy with his baby babble over the monitor I went in to get him out of his crib, its by far one of the best parts of my day! As much as I enjoy sleeping in my bed with out the fear of falling off the edge, being kicked in the head, neck, stomach, or fearing that the little guy will fall off the edge, I do miss him. So when I go to get him in the morning the sight of his cute little sleepy face, the flattened out curls, and how he reaches for me just gives me the best feeling. Recently he has really started to take a liking to one of his many blankets he has and I am assuming it is a part of his comforting but he will wrap it wound his head and neck, similar to a shawl with a little hood, its the cutest thing ever. So on mornings when I go in there and he is standing there like a little old women that is a bonus.

Well this morning I was not quiet ready to leave the comforts of my cozy warm bed and considering that it sounded like Kansas was blowing away outside I took advantage of this time to get in some cozy cuddle time with my little Mr. As we laid there all cuddled up, I just looked at him in such amazement. My little man is growing so fast! He will be 15 months in two days and I just cannot get over that. It feels like yesterday that I was waddling around still trying to get things ready for him to arrive and now look at him, growing in leaps and bounds. Giving me mini heart attacks as he trips and falls in the drive way, or forgets to step up as he comes in the house and bangs his shins on the door step. Those poor little legs of his have so many bruises already. I can understand now why parents say children age them faster, its the truth. But as we lay there just blinking at each other I started to wonder... all of the above things mentioned and then some were running through my head, but what was running through his? Does he have thoughts or was he just blinking at me, waiting for me to make a move? So my question, what do little kids think about? Was he looking at his mama thinking how lucky he is to have such a great mama and awesome daddy to take care of him (I only hope he thinks this), or was he thinking about his favorite toy he can't wait to play with once we get out of bed? I just wonder what goes through those tiny little heads of theirs. They are introduced to so much each and every day, new people, places, things to say, there has to be some sort of thoughts up there. That cute little baby chatter has to mean something. I can only hope that he has the happiest, sweetest, most playful thoughts running through that little noggin of his. As I watched him drift back off to sleep this morning I just smiled, I may never know what he is thinking, but I do know that I will always do my best to make sure that they are good happy thoughts, that he always has a smile on his face (if I can help it) and that he never has to worry for many years to come. I want my little guy to enjoy his childhood until he has to grow up. To dream big, play hard, and most of all have fun! I want him to have the chance to experience all the things that I missed out on having to grow up so fast at the ripe age of 10. I hope to never have to subject my son to the things that I went through. He deserves the best and I know that my husband and I will always do our best for him no matter what. I only wish I could slow time down a bit so I could have more time to spend in bed just blinking at each other....

Fun in the sun

Nothing I love more than seeing that smile