Mommy Went to Minneapolis

This week, I had to take my second business trip since Spencer was born. Four nights away - ouch! (Well, technically three nights, but I get home late on Thursday and he'll already be asleep...) But luckily Spencer has the world's most awesome Daddy to take care of him so I can focus on work and not worry. They decided to take me to the airport early Monday morning. Later in the day Spencer was asking about me. David said, "Spencer, where is Mommy?" and he replied, "Jet!" I love that little guy.

He had something else to say yesterday. There will be a cash prize awarded to the person with the correct translation of this rant.

Happy Feet, First Puke-a-Thon

Spencer, Geep and I took a trip to Sandy's Shoes a couple of weeks ago because Spencer had been telling us his shoes were tight. So I bought him some new sneakers and some cool sneaker/sandal type shoes that can get wet. Well, from the get-go he did not like those wet/dry shoes. If we tried to put them on him, he would fuss and say, "Tight." And then every time he walked by them in the house, he pointed and said, "Tight." OK, we can take a hint. Daddy took Spencer to exchange those bad shoes for some Crocs, which, judging from this video, are not tight.

We survived our first bout of projectile vomiting last week. I went to Angleton for a quick overnight visit, and while I was gone Spencer caught a yucky virus that's been going around. He was so sweet about it though - before he would get sick, he would touch his tummy and say, "Hurt" and that gave us time (usually) to grab a bucket or get him off the carpet at least. The vomiting and some bad diapers lasted several days but he's great now.

Questionable Parenting Choices + Wildflowers

When we woke up Sunday morning Spencer had a fever. I had noticed the day before he seemed a little hot but he tends to run warm and was acting normal so I didn't think anything of it. But Sunday he was saying "hurt" and just looked like he felt bad. After a couple of hours though, he seemed fine and even did some partially naked indoor mowing.

So here's where the aforementioned questionable parenting comes in...we moved forward with our plan to see wildflowers in the Hill Country. The poor little guy faded quickly on our trip and just looked pathetic. He slept the entire time after we grabbed lunch in Dripping Springs. Normally we would not complain about being in the car for over 3 hours with a sleeping boy, but we wanted to take family pictures in the bluebonnets. That was a no-go. I gotta tell you though, if you've never driven the Willow City Loop, you have do it. It was breathtaking with the wildflowers in bloom, but it's worth the drive even without the added beauty of bluebonnets - there are some magnificent scenic overlooks out there. I love Texas!

18-Month Checkup

Spencer had his 18-month checkup this week and it was the first time he has not wanted to cooperate at Dr. Bayer's office. We could barely get him weighed and measured with all the squirming and complaining. Apparently that's common for this age. According to the nurse's quick (inaccurate) measurements, he's 27 lbs 8 oz (though he weighed more at a visit earlier this month when he was sick) and 34 inches tall. After the nurse left we measured him at 35 inches - he was 34 inches 3 months ago so we knew that wasn't right. I just found this picture that Dave took on his 18-month birthday and thought it was so sweet!

Wagon Rides

Great-Grandma Rives gave Spencer a red wagon for his first Christmas because Paw-Paw got a red wagon for his first Christmas. We actually just assembled it because Spencer is big enough now to use it. He enjoys pulling it around (indoors and outdoors) and likes for Daddy to give him rides in the front yard.

p.s. If you've checked out the April photo album you'll notice there are tons of photos in there (probably way too many!). I just haven't had time to sort through and select the best ones - I just posted most of them. Just so ya know.

Ouch! And Leaves

Why have both of Spencer's big boo-boos happened on my watch?? The first one was at the lake last summer - he fell off an air mattress and scraped his nose. Yesterday, we were walking along the curb in front of our house. He tripped and caught himself, but then his head and face scraped the concrete. I couldn't believe he didn't cry.

Spencer had a lot of fun helping Daddy rake leaves and then playing in them yesterday. We've been loving this nice weather before the oppressive heat arrives.

Blowing Dandelions

Geep showed Spencer how to blow on dandelions while they were hanging out on the porch at the ranch. I just love this picture so much that I thought it deserved a dedicated entry.