First Week of July

I am loving my new work schedule. I'm feeling more like a mom again since I'm able to spend so much more time with my boy.

Since it's been so rippin' hot, I've been dying to take Ev swimming. With a body as "streamlined" as mine, I had to wait until there was no one at my mom's house that would be offended by my pasty white, gargantuan rear end stuffed inside the only bathing suit I have that fits (my maternity suit, which is actually more like a dress). Once the coast was clear, I took Ev swimming. He loved it so much, I took him again two days later. This boy loves the water whether it's the bath, hose, spray bottle or pool.
Everett has learned how to open cupboards and drawers, making watching him a bit more of a challenge. I'm holding off on putting kid locks on everything since we're going to be out of our house in just a couple of weeks. I've resorted to tying cupboards shut with shoelaces, robe belts, and old draw strings.

We've got the lamest master bathtub on the planet. I've only used it twice. It's so shallow, the water barely reaches my belly button. In order to get up to my shoulders soaking in the tub, I have to scoot down so far that my feet are resting on the wall. Hardly worth the effort. I wish the builder would have just left the tub out and made a bigger shower. I only use it to bathe the dog and the baby...until recently.

Since our pack 'n' play is at Aaron's grandparent's house for when they watch him, I needed another way to keep him contained while I do my hair and make up or cleaning our room. Aaron suggested I put him in the tub. Brilliant! I threw some toys in there (a rally monkey, curler and a body wash sponge - what could be more fun?) I threw some clothes to hide the water knobs, and our new pack 'n' play worked like a charm.

Everett has moved on to DVD #2 in the Your Baby Can Read series. One of the words he is learning is "head". It is clear he has learned this word, but for some reason he has decided that he needs to show us where his head is between every bite of food he takes. Many times the action includes his hands smushing his cheeks and forehead, therefore distorting his entire face. It really is very entertaining.

4th of July was a bit of a disappointment. I had this grand vision of us spending the day together as a family, but what it ended up being was, guys outside having a good time, women inside taking care of the children. By the time it was dark enough for fireworks, it was 9pm. Ev was tired. He lasted a little while through the fireworks, but I had to take him back inside after about 15 minutes. He would get mad at me for holding his ears during the screaming fireworks, and he would jump every time there was a loud pop. So once again, it was guys outside lighting fireworks, women inside taking care of the children. *sigh* Hopefully it will be better next year.

The next day, my sister Kelle came to visit. She took Ev for a walk around the neighborhood so I could do my hair and makeup. They went to the park and she brought him back soaked from playing in the water feature at the park. I would have LOVED to have taken pictures of that! Kelle adores him, and he loves her back.

Later that day, we went to my mom's because we were celebrating Kelle's birthday. Kelle wanted to take Everett swimming, so I got him ready to go with his swim pants and slathered him in sunblock - which he immediately rubbed in his eyes. He didn't last in the pool more than 2 minutes. He was screaming and kept rubbing more sunblock in his eyes. I had to throw him in the bathtub and wash it all off. It took a bottle, blankie and a snuggle from Grandma in a rocking chair to calm him down. Poor baby. Does anyone make baby sunblock that doesn't make them want to gouge out their eyes? Sheesh.