Davis Misses Atlanta

This past weekend we went on another adventure with Paul and Obea. This time, Obea was the pregnant one. Our summer trip date was to Atlanta. Since Paul and Obea are having baby number two in mid-August, they needed to purchase new furniture for Ayden. (Personally, I think Rhea – the new one – should get new furniture, but alas, the second child is the receiver of the hand-me-downs.) This need lead us to the Ikea in Atlanta. I am not going to say much about Ikea except that Paul and myself hate Ikea. For me, it has a lot to do with being trapped in a crowded store with ladies carrying big bags and bumping into me and being forced to walk through the entire store before you finally find the exit! For Paul I think the hatred for Ikea stemmed mostly from items being out of stock or discontinued and large buggy type vehicles running over his toes. So, needless to say, I don’t believe we will be going back to Ikea anytime in the near future. But, Ikea did get Ayden some new furniture.

On Friday night in Atlanta we ate some awesome Indian food at this restaurant called Bhojanic! It was fabulous. I ate till I was stuffed, rested, and ate some more. I still could not finish my food. Tracy ate all of his food and then commenced to polishing off my leftovers. On Saturday we went to this really cool farmer’s market. It was amazing. They had produce and wine and cheese and fish and spices and teas and so on and so on from all over the world. Upon entering the market, Paul and Obea went in one direction and Tracy and I went in another. Tracy and I had only made it through the spice and wine section and halfway through the produce when Paul and Obea came looking for us. We still had the cheese and fish section to explore. I probably could have spent another hour in that place. It almost makes me want to move there, just so I can explore and experiment.

Those are only the highligts of the trip. I won’t go into any details about the car ride except to say that when you spend 6 to 8 hours in a car together, you either have a really hilarious time or you hate each other. By the time we arrived back to Myrtle Beach, we were still speaking and laughing and singing the Poopie Song, so I think the trip was a success.

Everyone Has His Own Agenda

I am now into my second week of summer vacation and it is awesome. I absolutely love being at home with Davis. He has been waking up at around 6:30 AM, then getting into the bed with me and sleeping until 8AM. He is a fabulous nap buddy. He is going to be so spoiled by the end of the summer. This morning, though, he actually slept until 7, had breakfast, and is now napping in his own bed.

Tracy loves that I am home because he actually gets to spend a full 8 hours working without interruption. Davis was a pretty easy baby, just lying around, looking cute, but now he is mobile. For several weeks now he has been using rolling as his mode of transportation. Rolling like a steam roller. He would roll, stop, raise up on his hands, redirect himself and finally reach his desired destination. Well, now that summer vacation has started, he has decided to try his hand (and knees) at crawling. He has the strangest crawl though. He sort of lays his chest and face on the floor and uses his knees to push his whole upper body forward. It looks very cumbersome, but he can actually cover some ground pretty fast when he sees something that he really wants. I have to be ready and available to intercept when it is necessary. Such as when he is reaching for the computer power cable. No, no, no, doesn’t always work, so sometimes I have to pick him up and redirect. In just a week’s time, all this “picking up” has left my wrists tired and sore. That boy is heavy!

It’s funny that people think that when you stay at home you get to nap whenever or watch TV or just lounge around. What do they think the baby does, follow your schedule? Davis definitely has his own agenda that he expects his mommy to know and follow and be willing to adjust at a moment’s notice. Right now, his agenda is napping which does provide me the rare moment to relax without overseeing computer cables being snatched out or plants being turned over or fuzz being pulled from the bottom of the chair. Ahhh….

Davis: The Conversationalist

It seems that days, even weeks pass and Davis just does basically the same things. But, then there are those days when all of a sudden he does this new thing right out of the blue. Today was one of those days. It happened when my sister and JoLanna came over.

Davis had been pretty grumpy all afternoon because Tracy and I dragged him to church, to the Bass Pro Shops, then to Wal-mart, then to Food Lion and finally back home. He is accustomed to taking two naps a day, but today, he had barely gotten one. When Jolanna arrived, she wanted to hold him. In his grumpiness, he whined and even arched his back – he did not want to be held. She put him down, but he did not want to be put down. Upon picking him up again he sort of raised up his top lip and lowered his bottom lip, showing us his gums and his two bottom teeth and one top tooth. He also simultaneously wrinkled his nose and began to babble a whole string of incomprehensible words.

We don’t know exactly what he was saying, I am guessing he was uttering complaints about us not giving him what he needs when he needs it. Up to this point, he has really only made one syllable sounds. Today he carried on a whole conversation with us. If we only knew what he was saying…