Chase has his first upper tooth. He was actually fairly happy and normal this week. I was kind of surprised that it came in without much of a fuss.
The other milestone is that Chase is walking. He can go about 4-6 feet while walking and then he usually falls down. We are very excited. It is so fun to see him develop.
Hope everyone has a very Merry Christmas!
Sunday, December 23, 2007
Sunday, December 16, 2007
Ramblings about Chaser...
Chase is in an interesting stage. Most of the time he is quite pleasant and happy, but if there is something that he wants he will definitely let you know. Many time this will involve screaming, kicking, and throwing himself on the floor. This is not so pleasant.
He is talking so much. He tries to copy us all the times. He says quite a few words like: dada, mama, hot, no no, uh oh, papa (grandpa), hello, B (Bridget), tree, and many other words that we would probably only understand. I was noticing in the nursery tonight that he was by far the most talkative baby. He was the youngest baby there, but he was by far the most chatty.
He is a very social little guy. He is always trying to play with the little kids in the nursery or whenever he is around other kids. Most of the time the little kids don't even give him the time of day. It is kind of sad. I am happy that he is friendly and likes people.
He is trying to walk right now. He zooms around our furniture, but when he lets go he just wants to flop to the ground and crawl. Tonight he was standing up in the middle of the room and trying to walk. He would take 2 or 3 steps and fall down. I think he is on his way. That will be exciting to see him walk.
Hope you all are enjoying the Christmas season!
He is talking so much. He tries to copy us all the times. He says quite a few words like: dada, mama, hot, no no, uh oh, papa (grandpa), hello, B (Bridget), tree, and many other words that we would probably only understand. I was noticing in the nursery tonight that he was by far the most talkative baby. He was the youngest baby there, but he was by far the most chatty.
He is a very social little guy. He is always trying to play with the little kids in the nursery or whenever he is around other kids. Most of the time the little kids don't even give him the time of day. It is kind of sad. I am happy that he is friendly and likes people.
He is trying to walk right now. He zooms around our furniture, but when he lets go he just wants to flop to the ground and crawl. Tonight he was standing up in the middle of the room and trying to walk. He would take 2 or 3 steps and fall down. I think he is on his way. That will be exciting to see him walk.
Hope you all are enjoying the Christmas season!
Sunday, December 9, 2007
Get Smart!
We were so excited to see that they made the movie Get Smart with Steve Correll as Maxwell Smart. My brother and I used to watch the old TV show on Nick at Nite. It was one of our all-time favorites. We loved the "cone of silence." I really wish Nick at Nite would start showing these types of shows again. The shows the have on are not very good. It is kind of disappointing.They just released all of the shows in a DVD set this year. Right now they are quite expensive, but I will be buying the whole series when the price falls a little bit. I can't wait to watch them again.
That is my little bit of nostalgia for the week ("would you believe")! :)
Thursday, November 29, 2007
A Little Praise for My Little Man
I am going to brag about my little guy for a minute. He is such a joy at the moment. He is so easy right now.
He is sleeping well. He takes 2 naps a day, and he WANTS to go to bed around 7:00 PM. He rarely fights us on sleep anymore.
He is learning to play with toys and keep himself entertained. That is a blessing because I am able to get stuff done.
I drag that little boy all over creation running errands. He rarely complains and is so patient. He either sits in a cart or his stroller goes along for the ride.
He travels so well. We have taken him on long car rides and we hardly ever hear a peep from. He loves to ride in his car seat, and listen to music. It is fabulous.
He is also starting to take some steps. He is trying to go to quickly and just tumbles forward after about 2 steps. He usually laughs while he is falling. Pretty cute.
Anyway, brag over. Have a great weekend!
He is sleeping well. He takes 2 naps a day, and he WANTS to go to bed around 7:00 PM. He rarely fights us on sleep anymore.
He is learning to play with toys and keep himself entertained. That is a blessing because I am able to get stuff done.
I drag that little boy all over creation running errands. He rarely complains and is so patient. He either sits in a cart or his stroller goes along for the ride.
He travels so well. We have taken him on long car rides and we hardly ever hear a peep from. He loves to ride in his car seat, and listen to music. It is fabulous.
He is also starting to take some steps. He is trying to go to quickly and just tumbles forward after about 2 steps. He usually laughs while he is falling. Pretty cute.
Anyway, brag over. Have a great weekend!
Touching Poem
A Different Christmas Poem
The embers glowed softly, and in their dim light,
I gazed round the room and I cherished the sight.
My wife was asleep, her head on my chest,
My daughter beside me, angelic in rest.
Outside the snow fell, a blanket of white,
Transforming the yard to a winter delight.
The sparkling lights in the tree I believe,
Completed the magic that was Christmas Eve.
My eyelids were heavy, my breathing was deep,
Secure and surrounded by love I would sleep.
In perfect contentment, or so it would seem,
So I slumbered, perhaps I started to dream.
The sound wasn't loud, and it wasn't too near,
But I opened my eyes when it tickled my ear.
Perhaps just a cough, I didn't quite know, Then the
sure sound of footsteps outside in the snow.
My soul gave a tremble, I struggled to hear,
And I crept to the door just to see who was near.
Standing out in the cold and the dark of the night,
A lone figure stood, his face weary and tight.
A soldier, I puzzled, some twenty years old,
Perhaps a Marine, huddled here in the cold.
Alone in the dark, he looked up and smiled,
Standing watch over me, and my wife and my child.
"What are you doing?" I asked without fear,
"Come in this moment, it's freezing out here!Put down your pack, brush the snow from your sleeve,
You should be at home on a cold Christmas Eve!"
For barely a moment I saw his eyes shift,
Away from the cold and the snow blown in drifts..
To the window that danced with a warm fire's light
Then he sighed and he said "Its really all right,
I'm out here by choice. I'm here every night."
"It's my duty to stand at the front of the line,
That separates you from the darkest of times.
No one had to ask or beg or implore me,
I'm proud to stand here like my fathers before me.
My Gramps died at ' Pearl on a day in December,"
Then he sighed, "That's a Christmas 'Gram always remembers."
My dad stood his watch in the jungles of ' Nam ',
And now it is my turn and so, here I am.
I've not seen my own son in more than a while,
But my wife sends me pictures, he's sure got her smile.
Then he bent and he carefully pulled from his bag,
The red, white, and blue... an American flag.
I can live through the cold and the being alone,
Away from my family, my house and my home.
I can stand at my post through the rain and the sleet,
I can sleep in a foxhole with little to eat.
I can carry the weight of killing another,
Or lay down my life with my sister and brother..
Who stand at the front against any and all,
To ensure for all time that this flag will not fall."
"So go back inside," he said, "harbor no fright,
Your family is waiting and I'll be all right."
"But isn't there something I can do, at the least,
"Give you money," I asked, "or prepare you a feast?
It seems all too little for all that you've done,
For being away from your wife and your son."
Then his eye welled a tear that held no regret,
"Just tell us you love us, and never forget.
To fight for our rights back at home while we're gone,
To stand your own watch, no matter how long.
For when we come home, either standing or dead,
To know you remember we fought and we bled.
Is payment enough, and with that we will trust,
That we mattered to you as you mattered to us."
The embers glowed softly, and in their dim light,
I gazed round the room and I cherished the sight.
My wife was asleep, her head on my chest,
My daughter beside me, angelic in rest.
Outside the snow fell, a blanket of white,
Transforming the yard to a winter delight.
The sparkling lights in the tree I believe,
Completed the magic that was Christmas Eve.
My eyelids were heavy, my breathing was deep,
Secure and surrounded by love I would sleep.
In perfect contentment, or so it would seem,
So I slumbered, perhaps I started to dream.
The sound wasn't loud, and it wasn't too near,
But I opened my eyes when it tickled my ear.
Perhaps just a cough, I didn't quite know, Then the
sure sound of footsteps outside in the snow.
My soul gave a tremble, I struggled to hear,
And I crept to the door just to see who was near.
Standing out in the cold and the dark of the night,
A lone figure stood, his face weary and tight.
A soldier, I puzzled, some twenty years old,
Perhaps a Marine, huddled here in the cold.
Alone in the dark, he looked up and smiled,
Standing watch over me, and my wife and my child.
"What are you doing?" I asked without fear,
"Come in this moment, it's freezing out here!Put down your pack, brush the snow from your sleeve,
You should be at home on a cold Christmas Eve!"
For barely a moment I saw his eyes shift,
Away from the cold and the snow blown in drifts..
To the window that danced with a warm fire's light
Then he sighed and he said "Its really all right,
I'm out here by choice. I'm here every night."
"It's my duty to stand at the front of the line,
That separates you from the darkest of times.
No one had to ask or beg or implore me,
I'm proud to stand here like my fathers before me.
My Gramps died at ' Pearl on a day in December,"
Then he sighed, "That's a Christmas 'Gram always remembers."
My dad stood his watch in the jungles of ' Nam ',
And now it is my turn and so, here I am.
I've not seen my own son in more than a while,
But my wife sends me pictures, he's sure got her smile.
Then he bent and he carefully pulled from his bag,
The red, white, and blue... an American flag.
I can live through the cold and the being alone,
Away from my family, my house and my home.
I can stand at my post through the rain and the sleet,
I can sleep in a foxhole with little to eat.
I can carry the weight of killing another,
Or lay down my life with my sister and brother..
Who stand at the front against any and all,
To ensure for all time that this flag will not fall."
"So go back inside," he said, "harbor no fright,
Your family is waiting and I'll be all right."
"But isn't there something I can do, at the least,
"Give you money," I asked, "or prepare you a feast?
It seems all too little for all that you've done,
For being away from your wife and your son."
Then his eye welled a tear that held no regret,
"Just tell us you love us, and never forget.
To fight for our rights back at home while we're gone,
To stand your own watch, no matter how long.
For when we come home, either standing or dead,
To know you remember we fought and we bled.
Is payment enough, and with that we will trust,
That we mattered to you as you mattered to us."
Sunday, November 25, 2007
New look for the holidays...
We changed the look of our blog to help start off this Holiday Season. Have fun decorating your homes and listening to Christmas music. :)
Thursday, November 22, 2007
Happy Thanksgiving!
Happy Thanksgiving to all of our friends and family. We hope you have a blessed day!
Love,
The Greens
Love,
The Greens
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