Cousins

My Sister, Mary Lee, had her baby girl on Thursday of this past week. Her name is Abbigail Marie Bush and she and Peyton will be best of friends growing up. We took their very first picture together on the day Abby was born. She already has a lot more hair than my poor baby. You can see how excited Peyton was by looking at his eyes! I am sure their will be many more pictures of the two of them to come.

Little Smiles

I like to think that I have the happiest baby in the world. But, the fact that the only thing that makes him smile is looking at the side of his changing table, makes me think otherwise. Peyton is just now beginning to crack a smile here and there while he is awake. You can get about 100 out of him while he is sleeping. Some people say that is gas and some say it is Angels talking to him in his dreams. I like to think that he is dreaming of my face. Anyways, we can't wait for him to smile more and more. For now, I guess we will just have to let him lay on his changing table all day so we can get the perfect picture.

Bath Time

I just love this picture so much that I had to post it. When we put him in the bath he looks really surprised that the water is touching him. Sometimes he even looks like he is gonna cry and whimpers a little. This makes me think that the water is too hot for his little tookus, but then he settles down. I think it just takes his breath away every time. I love it.

Gallstones

So, thanks to my Son... that is really weird saying that, "my Son", I can't believe I have a Son and I am a Mother... anyways, thanks to my Son, I had to have my Gallbladder removed on Friday. (They say that pregnancy is a common cause of gallstones, something about the increased levels of estrogen) The surgery was quick and easy and I was actually was up and walking around that night. I am still a little sore and cranky, but for the most part have recovered well. Allan might say otherwise. :) I asked my doctor if I could keep my stones, but I guess they don't do that sort of thing anymore. I kind of gathered that from the burst of laughter that followed my question. I have attached a picture of some gallstones for those of you that have never seen them. I wish I could say that these are my stones, but unfortunately they belong to Joe Schmo. They are nasty little boogers. Yuck! I can't believe I had those inside of me. One of my nurses, she was really old, said that one of her patients actually kept her stones and had a necklace made out of them. She brought the necklace back to the nurse as a gift. Ummmmmm..... I think that I would have screamed and ran away. I mean what kind of freak thinks that someone would want that as a gift. I can assure you that if I had the privilege of keeping my stones, I would have kept them in a little box (probably one that was bedazzled to say "My Stones") and showed them to everyone that I met, but never, I mean never would I have jewelry made and give it to a stranger.