Making Friends

Hey guys, Drew here. Things have been busy lately, and Mama has been so nice to update my blog for me. I thought I'd write tonight's post myself. I'd like to take a moment to give a "shout out" to all my friends.


Here's me and my buddy Joey. He came over for dinner the other night and we had a great time playing. I even shared my toys. (Sadie, you could learn something here.) It was fun to have somebody my own size to play with, but of course our moms broke up the fun with some boring picture time.

Here I am with my best friend, Sadie. (Look close and you can see that she's giving me a kiss.) She's always trying to kiss me or woof at me or investigate my toys. She and I love to take afternoon walks down to the mailbox, and she's such a good guard dog that she lays down beside my crib when Mama gives me a bottle at bedtime.

Here's me and my Mama. What can I say? She feeds me, dresses me, makes sure I have clean britches on, gives me baths, and smothers me with kisses. I'd definitely recommend that everybody get a Mama.

Here I am with Dada. I love to wrestle with him, and I have learned that if I can manage to get some drool in his ear, I will win the wrestling match. Dada and I love to play and watch sports together.

Here's a "shout out" to all my other friends - Aunt Ashley, Uncle Jim and family, my pals at church: Allie, Sevyn, Leah, Mikayla, Ryan, Ashlynn, and Isaac, my cousin Ryan, and of course my awesome grandparents - Grandmommy & Granddad and Nonnie & Paw Paw.

Life's good, man. Even if Mama and Dada keep putting me in these silly Baylor outfits ...

Easter

Drew's first Easter was great. In our Easter basket from Grandmommy Mills, we got a book about Easter, so we read the story of Jesus and his resurrection. The weather was a little rainy and overcast, but we had a great church service, spent lots of family time together, and snuck in a nap or two. Since the weatherman was forecasting rain for Sunday, I got Drew dressed up on Saturday for pictures outside with his Easter basket. Naturally, the second I set down the basket, it became a fun game to dump it out and eat the eggs. I think the pictures of him playing with the eggs are cuter than the posed ones would have been!

The first picture we took...


And the second...And then Drew figured out that eggs are fun to play with.

This is what I call Drew's "Really, Mom? More pictures?" face. Poor kiddo, he has more pictures taken of him than most supermodels. He's such a good sport. (You will notice that he did not wear his cute brown dress shoes to church, since he loudly told me Sunday morning that shoes made him angry. He didn't fuss about the sweater vest, so it was a fair compromise.)

"Dada" wins!

Drew's been working on his first word for several weeks now. We've had lots of close calls, including a few "bababa" or "wawawa." We get a lot of "oooooh" but can't quite figure out how that was a word. Last Wednesday, I was supposed to go to the Rangers game with the folks at American and our team. So, John picked up Drew from day care for the evening. I got a call at around 6 o'clock, and John told me that Drew had a message to give me. He put it on speakerphone and I heard something that sounded suspiciously like "dada." Surely not, I thought. After all the time I've spent saying "mama" to Drew, which he somehow thinks is a funny word. I'm sure it was a fluke and he's really saying "mama" to me. A moment later, I heard it clear as a bell. "Dada." Then again - " Dada. Dada. Dada." He even giggled after saying it, like he and his Dada had played a funny trick on Mommy. I couldn't help but grin at hearing Drew's delight at figuring out a word.

Now for the good news - on Saturday, Drew was playing on the floor with all his toys and finally figured out how to say "mama." So he said "mama" nonstop for quite a while. Luckily, Dada was there to witness this equally momentous event. So now Drew has a great repertoire of two words. I tried to get him to say "I love Dada" and he really did try but it came out as "Ah oooh Dada." Almost there, kiddo! Keep up the hard work! Maybe by Mother's Day he'll be able to say, "Thanks, Mom, for everything you do around here. I love you."

Playtime with Dad

There's no greater joy than hearing your baby laugh.

Baths and Baseball

It's about time I update some pictures of the little man. He is still growing and getting closer to crawling. He's gotten very ticklish and loves to squirm while we tickle him.

Drew still loves bath time. Splashing is his favorite, although he's still mastering how to splash with his hands. He loves the toys attached to his bathtub, and he must be pretty modest because somehow we took lots of bath pictures and he managed to not flash the camera. Good boy, Drew!

John's coaching t-ball again this year. It's much more intense, since they are actually keeping track of outs and keeping score. The last few seasons have been about teaching them how to play and teaching sportsmanship, but now there are real winners and losers. Drew and I went along to John's game last Saturday to cheer on the Diamondbacks. (Has anyone seen Dodgeball? The team's cheer is like the hiss cheer that Ben Stiller's team does.) The boys on the team have lots of big sisters who loved sweet Drew. Here's our friend Ruth entertaining Drew.

Snazzy shades!

Dad's the hitting coach, and I'm proud to say that our team has some great hitters. I'm sure that Drew will be totally burned out on baseball by the time he's old enough to play, since he has a baseball room and will be watching lots of t-ball games over the next few years.

Ear Trouble

Poor Drew's got a set of ears that apparently don't drain. We went to the doctor about a week and a half ago with an ear infection in his left ear. This is his third ear infection. Unfortunately, the antibiotic they gave him did not clear up the infection, so he went back to the doctor and now has two ear infections. Poor kiddo. He's been waking up a couple times during the night (which he never, ever does unless his ears hurt). They put him on a different type of antibiotic, but now we'll have to take him to an ENT doctor. Three infections in 3 infections in 4 months isn't good, especially when we have to do multiple rounds of medicine to get rid of them. So we're looking at getting tubes in his ears. Ugh. If anyone has a recommendation for a good ENT or knows of a home remedy that would keep us from doing the tubes route, let me know!