Beer Bath

One of these things just doesn't belong here.......
Please pardon the 70's bathroom tile and the lovely 90's feathering of the walls, and focus your attention on the far left of the picture. I have highlighted the object, just in case this is something that any of you are used to seeing in your shower. I got in the shower this morning, reached for the shampoo and what, to my surprise, did I find.... why nothing other than a Bud Light in a hugger right up on the towel rack with my bath products! Now, how did this get there, you ask? Well, there are a number of ways that it could have gotten there. But, I bet you will never guess the actual way that a beer ended up in my shower. This may be appropriate, say... if you were on vacation at the beach, completely hammered and really needed a shower. But, under any other normal circumstances, you will find that the only way that this could ever happen is in the following steps:
1. Allan was drinking a beer while watching TV
2. The baby come home from spending the day with Allan's Mother
3. Allan hides the beer in the couch cushions because his Mother does not approve of the beer
4. Allan decides the baby needs a bath
5. Allan would like to drink his beer while bathing the baby (?????!!!! Don't ask me why or blame his unsafe habits on me!) I have to believe that Allan was not BBWI (baby bathing while intoxicated.
6. Allan places his beer on the towel rack for safe keeping
7. Allan finishes Peyton's bath
8. Allan takes Peyton into the nursery to dress him
9. Allan forgets about his beer, for a little while
10. Allan searches for his beer all over the house and gives up after 3 or 4 minutes
11. Allan gets another beer, sits on the couch and proceeds to watch TV

That is how it happened. I have not asked him yet, but I can almost guarantee this is how it happened. I left it there for him this morning. I hope he drank it while he showered this morning. I hate for a good beer to go to waste.

Minivan Mom

So, I have been back at work now for a couple of weeks and am having a really hard time not being at home with Peyton. I just miss him so much! I leave at 7:20 every morning when he is still sleeping and don't lay my eyes on him until around 7:00 or later each night. But, I do have hope that eventually one day when Allan's "rich Uncle gets out of the poor house" I will be one of those Minivan Moms who does nothing but drive her kids from one practice to the next. (I would say "Soccer Mom", but Allan and I hate Soccer! We have a theory that the media is brainwashing American kids by leading them to believe that Soccer is the only sport they should be playing. No, really! Just start watching and listening to commercials, cartoons, and other advertisements. You will see what we are talking about. They never mention Football or Baseball anymore.... just stupid Soccer!) Back to my Minivan, the picture that I have added is the one that I would definitely have to get! It totally fits my newly found redneck lifestyle. The kids would have so much fun in this and would be the envy of all of their little rat-tailed friends. There are no seat belts, only strips of a Confederate Flag to tie around the bottom of the seat and wrap around your waist. Some of the van's features are; a built in (nailed to the center console) 10" TV with bunny ears, truck nuts, and spinners are optional. The van is on sale on Craig's List for $250 or 10 cases of Copenhagen (I will have to ask Allan which one is the better deal). Sure, it may not be the safest vehicle in the world, but what is a little danger when there is so much style involved!? Feedback please!

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.

Peyton Is Here!

He is here! Well, he has been here for 5 1/2 weeks, but I am just now able to get this post up. He is the most beautiful baby in the world. I know because I am up all hours of the night looking at him, no voluntarily either! :) But, I do it with more love than you could imagine. He is the new love of our lives. I am so excited to see him grow up. There will be plenty more Peyton posts to come!