An Owl for Kaleb

The first thing I ever bought for Kaleb while I was pregnant was a blue owl pillow.  While Kosse and I were browsing the plants at Lowe's   ( I might have a small houseplant addiction),  we found this perfect small owl to take to the cemetary:

I inspected it and slobbered it and it's ready for brother!

Give Moma Heart Attacks

This is the scene I captured when Kosse thought I wasn't watching:

What's this?

If I could just get a good grip on this....

I could climb up here!

Yes, Moma?  I love you--just playing here.

Now go on, I've got climbing to do!

We Have a Winner!

Kosse has tried peas, squash, and bananas.  All of which he had approximately the same reaction too: an interest but not necessarily an intsant excitement.  Until today, when we tried apples.  He loved them!  He finished all of the serving and was very happy the whole time.

Is there more?

All gone!

I'm 6 mths old! Can you believe it?

Stats from Kosse's 6 mth well child visit:

I weigh in at 17 lbs 12.5 oz!

I'm 26.5" long!

My head is 17" in circumference!

I got all my shots so I can stay healthy!

Anybody want a hug from a growing boy? I love to give cuddles!

It's Not a Bug Bite

I noticed a small red bump below Kosse's ear on Thursday.  I thought that maybe a bug had bitten him or maybe just a bump on baby skin.  Friday morning I was sitting on the couch with Kosse on my lap when I noticed the spot had swollen and was hard when I pushed on it.  I naturally flipped out and called and made an appointment for 11:20 (this was at 10:30).  The doctor said it was not a bug bite but a swollen lymphnode.  He said we needed to do an ultrasound to see if there was an absess because then he would go into the hospital and have it removed.  Naturally,  I'm really freaking out by now, but Kosse loved the ultrasound, the goo, and all the attention from the nurses.  He is such a people baby and loves when stuff is happening and he can soak it all in.  Turns out he just needs some antibiotics but when it took nearly until 5 for them to call in the scrip I felt like Mark Lowry's "MOMA'S ON HOLD!"

I tried to capture evidence of the mean lymphnode on camera....

underneath his ear on upper neck

it's huge compared to other side

but Kosse doesn't care about it; he just wants to play!

Playing is Hard Work!

Kosse is all tuckered out from all the play...

I put several toys out for Kosse to play with such as pooh bear, a top, a cow etc. So far, his favorites are the remote control which he loves to slobber and the baby wipes which he likes the krinkle of the package.  He also will scoot to get any diapers that I have stacked next to the couch (unused ones of course) and if any other nontoy items are about that's what he heads for!  He is a very determined little boy and although he's not yet crawling he definitely gets what he sets his sights on!

Peas please...or please no!

Dan jokingly calls me a hippie but I am on this kick about making Kosse's baby food.  Basically the baby bullet is a small blender but it comes with neat storage cups that have a dial with the date on them so you can easily see when you made it...and I think its cool even if it might be a little bit silly of this new moma.
Here's the system:

Everything washed and ready for use:

I took a long time deciding what food I wanted to go with first.  I chose peas.  I later regretted this as I read there can be a pea allergy and they are in the legume family (who knew?) and I thought Kosse was having a pea allergy and I had poisoned him but as it turns out he just had a bad teething day and he doesn't appear to have a pea allergy at all.  As it turns out, perhaps a dislike but not an allergy.
Once again I remind everyone, I'm a new moma.
Ok so here's Kosse hanging out while I made the peas.  I'm sure he was much more interested in the jelly on the toast I was eating prior to this.

Let's cook, moma!

The making and storage of the pea puree:

The introduction of Kosse and peas:

what's this? this doesn't look like jelly...or that chocolate chip cookie you had that I was slobbering for....

I'll do it myself, moma!

In the end, Kosse's opinion of the peas:

Better luck next time we have peas!  Symphony scrunched up her face and said she knows why Kosse didn't want the peas; they're yucky!  But moma likes them and maybe Kosse will come around too.  I just hope he doesn't associate them with teething.  We all know the infamous story of Uncle Lucas, bananas, and the flu!