1 Part Evil, 3 Parts Knievel

As I mentioned in previous posts, Will is becoming quite a climber. He climbs on the hearth, on the suitcases, on the couch, and he's also been known to climb almost all the way into the dryer! (He is such a big laundry helper!) So when I saw this t-shirt at Target I had to get it because it had his name written all over it!




















P.S. As I was getting the laptop and camera ready to post tonight, something crazy happened and I got my first fat lip. I'm not really sure when went down but I somehow hit my lip/teeth on the laptop and cut myself. Once Jeremy saw that there was really blood involved he picked his laughing self up off the floor and administered first aid. Sorry for the huge face shot, but I will say that my eyelashes look long and lovely!

The Weather Is Here, Wish You Were Beautiful

Man, oh, man. It was hard to get up with no sunshine streaming through our windows this morning. We were fortunate to have such fantastic weather while at the beach. We're always leery when we go to the beach during hurricane season, but we've been very lucky. We had a great time om vacation, but it's back to the daily grind. Jeremy is back to writing grants and changing the world, Will is cutting tooth #7 and climbing everywhere, and I start a new job on Wednesday. I am the new "Reading Intervention Specialist" (fancy title, huh?) at an elementary school near our house. I think that I'm really going to like it. At the very worst, it's only 3 hours a day! I'll let you know how it goes...

Hey, Ya'll!

Well, we're back from our short, but relaxing vacation. We headed out on Thursday morning to Savannah, GA and Hilton Head, SC. We drove straight to Savannah and spent most of the day walking and eating...and eating and walking. We were lucky (or patient) enough to eat at The Lady and Sons (Paula Deen's restaurant). It was sooo good. Will ate almost an entire slice of cheesy meatloaf by himself!























When we were adequately full (and tired!) we decided to head on over to Hilton Head. We got settled into our condo and then decided to hit the beach. It was getting dark so we didn't have much time to play. Will did really well with the sand and surf and didn't freak out when the ICE COLD ocean water lapped at his ankles. After only a few minutes of playing we headed back to get Will ready for bed. He was a real champ during the road trip and during our time in Savannah, but he was exhausted! I'll post more beach pictures/stories later...it's time to unpack!























P.S. It's hard to believe that it was only a year ago yesterday (September 23rd) that we received the initial phone call asking us to consider adopting a baby that needed a home. Who knew that we would be taking that same baby on vacation the next year?

It's Over (the Blogging Funk, That Is)

I know, I know...we're slackers. It's not that we've been particularly busy, but who really wants to know the every day life of the Norris house? Seriously, it's all about poopy diapers, baths, chasing the cat, etc. It's not that exciting. However, Will did turn 11 months old on Monday and is busy crawling, walking (behind his push toy), and CLIMBING everywhere! He's at a fun stage and we're enjoying (almost) every minute. He "talks" non-stop and climbs on everything (did I mention that already?) We're making preparations for his big birthday and are practicing the whole "How old are you?" (with extended pointer finger) routine.

Anyway, we're off to the beach for a few days so I'm sure that we'll have some fun pictures to share. Stay tuned!

10 months, 11 days

Well, we almost made it to a year. The other night Jeremy took Will upstairs to change his diaper (a poopy, I might add) while I was working in the garage. I heard him yell something about diapers or wipes but I ignored him (thinking, "Surely he can find what he needs!"). Then the yell became more frantic so I came into the house to find Jeremy frantically searching for a diaper, any diaper, no matter the size. Alas, for the first time in our parenting career, we were truly without a diaper. I couldn't believe it because I am the girl who is ALWAYS prepared for almost any situation. Seriously, you should see our stash of toilet paper, paper towels, and anything else you can buy in bulk! Anyway, Jeremy (who is already wearing his pj's and has to put his real clothes back on) hops into the car and runs to the grocery store while I stick Will into the bathtub. While he is gone it starts to thunder and so now I'm stuck with a diaperless baby in a thunderstorm. Thankfully, it didn't start lightning so Will took a bath until he was shivering. (What was taking Jeremy so long!?!)

Taking my chances on cleaning up a bodily function, I got Will out of the bath and partially dressed him for the night. About 10 minutes later Jeremy rushes in with not just a pack of diapers, but a huge, jumbo box of about a billion diapers. It totally cracked me up! What a night!

As you can see, Will continued to have a great night, despite our antics.





















P.S. I debated on posting this because, once again, it shows our incompetence/mistakes/mishaps. But then, if you can't laugh at yourself who can you laugh at? Have a great weekend!