One Month Away From the Big Day

Jackson will be 11 months old on Wednesday. That means one month from now my baby will be one. Would anyone like to predict how many emotional breakdowns I will have over it in the next month? I'm guessing two really good ones. I'll let you know.

Jackson has been practicing his moves this week with great intensity. His two naps a day have been about two hours each, he's been sleeping through the night, and he's been waking up around 8 in the morning. This boy is tired from all his growing and practicing! He's perfected cruising along the couch and does so with surprising speed. He loves pulling up on something and letting go. He can stand for about 30 seconds before he sits down or grabs back on. It's very surreal to see him standing there. As always, he's very happy with himself over his new accomplishments.

I'm very pleased to say that my boy has taken to the Little Giraffe blanket I got him for Christmas. I paid way too much for it, but I already had the matching pillow! It was killing me (not literally, I know there are much more important things in life) not to have the blanket and then I saw it on "sale." It's velvet on one side and satin on the other. Jacks really hasn't been attached to anything, but this may be the first. He drags it from one end to the crib to the other during the night and still has it with him in the morning. At least I could say we got our money's worth if this is the blanket he sleeps with until he goes to college - which both my husband and my sister did with their baby blankets. Don't tell them I told you.

This weekend we had another "arctic blast" in North Texas. We hardly saw any ice in our town and it was truly amazing how overblown it all was. However, my husband's whole family in Missouri has been without power and running water for 48 hours because they had such a terrible freeze. Please pray for them. My sister-in-law's house has been 40 degrees inside! My nephew Gavin has a bearded dragon (a lizard) and the poor thing almost froze to death without his heating lamp. They had to take him to Matt's office to keep him alive. My mother-in-law has to go back to work tomorrow. Can you imagine having to get ready for your office job with no electricity or warm water for a decent shower? Neither can I. Bless you, Cozy!

Beckham is telling Jackson that he can grab onto him if he needs to.





My bed head is new every morning.


Lovin' me some maracas!