What's for Dinner?

There are so many "firsts" to celebrate with a little one. But I think my all-time favorite "firsts" to observe and document involve food. The other night we had spaghetti for dinner and well, it was definitely worth documenting. Once Little Man got over the fact that the noodles were for eating and now swinging around in the air, he "pulled up his sleeves" and dug right in. Actually it was more like we pulled off his clothes and got him down to his diaper and socks...

Peas: Are They Eaten or Worn?

Our Little Man is now 5 months old. It's so crazy that a year ago around this time we were announcing to the world that we were pregnant and now we have the most amazing Little Man in our lives and he's already 5 months old. Recently we've introduced solids to his diet, which has been so much fun. He's loving sweet potatoes, pears and he's learning to love peas. As with everything involving parenthood, we're learning something new everyday. As we learned the other night, Little Man loves to wear his peas more than he loves to eat them.

So Very Thankful

Thanksgiving was so very special for us this year. It was the first Thanksgiving we've been home to Virginia in 5 years...basically the first time we've been home with family for this special holiday as a couple. And if that wasn't special enough, we had Little Man with us to enjoy the festivities, which meant meeting lots and lots of family.

The morning of Thanksgiving started with Monkey Bread and coffee...

Parade watching with Daddy...

And of course a morning nap because even the cutest turkeys get tired.

There was a lot of time spent in the kitchen prepping all of the yummy food.

Looks like Daddy got confused of who the real turkey was. He is, after all, cute enough to eat!

And lots and lots of time for cuddles and lovin'.

But then, who could resist cuddling and kissing this sweet face?

After stuffing ourselves with the yummy-ness that is Thanksgiving dinner, there was the "great meeting" or as Dustin's dad said, a time for Little Man to be passed around more than the mashed potatoes around the table. So for 4 days, Little Man got to meet many of our family members (and this isn't even all of them!)

Meeting Pop-Pop (Dustin's Dad)

There were aunts to meet...Great Aunt Sally (or Sasa as we call her).

Great Aunt Betty Sue.

Uncles to meet...Great Uncle Jeff

...and Great Uncle Wayne.

Cousin's to meet...Ashley...

...And Chloe.
And of course, his one great-grandparent...Nanny.

Even Amos (my parents' dog) wanted to meet him.

We're beyond thankful for the amazing time that it was and our hearts are so full with the love that was poured out on our Little Man. Can't wait to til his first Christmas when he gets to spend it with Grandmama & Grandiddy, Uncle Nick, and Ga-maw & Pop-Pop.

A Baby Blue Bird Shower

A couple of weeks ago, a group of dear friends from church threw us a baby shower. It was beyond anything I could imagine a sweet shower could be for a little boy on the way. It had a baby blue bird theme and as you can see here, the details were so "tweet."

A Hint of Fall

We've done it. We've made one of two annual adventures to the fabulous Apple Works. You may remember how wonderful this place is from here, here, here or even here. Last weekend, they were having a local artists' fair and with the cooler weather and the fact that Honey Crisp Apples are currently in season, we couldn't pass it up.

Walking around and visiting the local vendors was quite a thrill and filled with many "ooohs" and "aaahs."

We met a kind, older gentlemen who was a carpenter and just couldn't pass up buying our Little Man a wooden race car.

Right next to his booth was another carpenter who created some of the most amazing puzzles and wood carvings.
If you look to the right of this giraffe family, you can see part of the puzzle we got for Little Man. It's a Mama Elephant with her baby.

And of course, we had to make it into the general store to peruse their display of tasty treats.

I just can't wait to go back to make a visit to the pumpkin patch. Of course, by then, I'll have a tummy the size of the Great Pumpkin, but it will make the trip that much better.