Before and After Numero Uno

Here is the first installment of our renovation chronicles. I'm starting with the bathroom. It is by far the smallest room, but we actually probably did the most work here (and by we, I mean HJ, since I was pregnant and avoiding the fumes).

Here it is when we came to look at the house:

Minus the tiles, and the plywood, vanity, toilet...

Here is some fabulous wallpaper we found under the vanity...

Here is the finished product....HJ did the tiling himself (and everything else except the painting...Thanks, Gran, for the help!)

Just catching up

Here are few pics from the weekend...

Love my guys...

Getting to be quite the independent snacker, and loving graham crackers

Discovering a William-sized cabinet

Good bye, Little Grey House

We are leaving our dear little grey house next week in exchange for a slightly bigger grey house right down the street. We have loved our house and really have used every one of its 946 square feet for the last 4 1/2 years. It has become dear to our hearts. It was our first home together, we came home to it from our honeymoon (ah, the days of the air mattress). And I have spent many (many, many, many) an hour studying here for my medical school exams. We have put a lot of work into renovating it (some things I would not do again), and this is where we brought William home to his first little nursery. Ok, I know I am getting sentimental, but I am sad to leave this sweet 1920's cottage. It is one of the oldest houses in our neighborhood, and even has a greenhouse. So, in honor of "Little Grey", I think I'll post a few before and after pictures and a few memories over the next week. We're planning to move next weekend if all goes well with the closing on Thursday.

November in Numbers

1- number of houses sold and bought (almost, close next Thursday)
2- number of trips to the pediatrician (one just for a flu shot)
3- number of steps William is taking on his own
4- number of days William had to stay home from day care due to fever or excessive bodily excretions
5- or was it five?
6- number of days a week I questioned my career choice (I got one day off/week)
7- number of 30 hour shifts worked in the ICU this month
8- (x10)- number of hours I worked/week, at least

Despite the badness of work, I did get off on Thanksgiving Day. And, we visited Tupelo for the day. We are so grateful for our sweet family which has grown one bigger this year. Thanksgiving was truly a day of giving thanks to God for his rich blessings.

Here are a few pics. More updates to come...

Did you know I was a child model?

For child proofing your cabinets? Neither did I, but HJ bought these cabinet latches (not sure where he bought them since they have obviously been in the store since 1989 when this picture was taken), and I'm pretty sure I am the child in the picture. I took a picture of an old photo for comparison. What do you think? Hilarious?

And I did have bangs, but I had just grown them out in this picture. (By the way, I am mad in the picture because I got to stay up and make cookies with my mom, and then two other certain people also woke up and got to make cookies, too.)

Mornin' Sunshine!

I'm off work today. And, I woke up to this cute guy...

Not a bad start to the day. Now, I'm planning to do a little consignment/antique/bargain shopping...sounds like fun, huh?

Monkey Man

I'm a little late on posting Halloween pics, but here are a few. I think William was aptly dressed for the occasion. He was not thrilled about the costume, so he is not really smiling in the pictures.

P, P, P, Poker Face

Happy Nine Months to my Wee Little Man

Yes, there is food all over his face (and body)...he got to try little turkey sticks (a healthier vienna sausage) for part of his nine month celebration, and they were a huge messy hit.

TP'd

Ooh, a new toy...

It's not a toy?

Oh well, too late

A little marroon and white...

We took William to his first Mississippi State football game on Saturday. He lasted all of 5 minutes (ok, maybe 10) in the actual game. I guess I had forgotten how loud it actually is (or is it louder now?), and the sea of cowbells was just too much for this little guy. I also forgot my camera, but "Gran" was so kind as to send us these pics. We did have a great time tailgating and seeing all the campus renovations even if we missed the game. Here is the little bulldog himself:

Proof

William has said Bye-bye several times this week, sometimes with a wave, or at least we think he is saying bye-bye. What do you think?

Eight Months

Yesterday, our little guy turned eight months old. His first year is quickly coming to an end, and it has gone by with impressive speed. He is pulling up on any and everything and crawling up a storm. He has 4 teeth, although the top two are snaggled because the outers came in first. He is working on his talking all the time, and maybe starting to say some more purposeful "mama"s and "dada"s (but of course this could just be our hopeful imaginations). A few days ago, he started clapping when we sing and sometimes just clapping for fun. Moving anywhere is still his most favorite of favorite things, so diaper changes have gotten to be very challenging.

Over the weekend, we had quite the adventure. HJ called me (I was at the Cooper-Young Festival) to tell me he had locked himself out of the house, and William was inside. I ran about 4 blocks to my car and sped the few miles home. Thankfully, HJ had left the TV on and William entertained himself with the UT football game, a Southern Living, and HJ's flip-flop (yummy!) until I made it back with the keys. No harm done, but a bit of a scare.

Today, I took William to the pediatrician because he has had a cold and his eyes are gunky, gunky, gunky. His tear ducts are blocked, so this is a common occurrence, but they were worse than usual. So, he is now taking some antibiotics. This explains his red eyes in some of the pictures. He wakes up with his eyes completely crusted over everyday, and it is so pitiful.

William also got his first pair of shoes today for his very teeny feet...here he is modeling them in just his diaper...what a flattering combo.

We're still here...

Well, the blog has taken quite a hit lately since I've been working a ba-zillion hours a week (maybe a slight exaggeration, but it doesn't seem like it). However, Sir William is thriving as usual and we are loving every minute of this sweet stage. Here are a few recent pics....

Daddy

Tags

Independence

Let me explain the tags caption...William loves tags. Any toy with a tag is his favorite. I went to check on him during his nap one day, and he had reached out of his crib, found the tag on his duck, and was holding on to it while he slept. I'm pretty sure tag is going to be his first word.

This Week

More Cowbell...

I love this expression...

Me? Trouble?

Pulling up...

Watch out, World...

Just because...

diaper malfunction

in our sunday best

Rashes, Rashes, We all fall down...

Is that the worst blog post title ever? We've had a nice week, but our little monkey has gotten very mobile and very fast all of a sudden...making it more difficult to keep him out of trouble. He tried to pull up at school (day care) and fell and bumped his noggin. He has a nice bruise as a souvenir, but it hasn't slowed him down. He also broke out in a mystery rash on Thursday that has me stumped. So, all that is to explain the title, and here are some completely unrelated photos from last weekend. We went to Tupelo to visit my fam. William had a blast in the pool and he got to meet a future partner in crime, Adoniram, who is one day younger than William.

By request

Someone (Rachel) has been asking for a few pics. He's been a bit under the weather this week, but I did manage to get some cute ones.

Eyeing the John Deere...must be a boy thing!

Can't breath out of his nose right now...


Please excuse the mess in the background...the living room is now mostly blankets for our mobile guy.

Holding on for dear life...I walked in his room and he had 2 pacies. I think he takes after his Aunt Meg.