Mini David

I birthed my husband's clone.

Jumperoo!

In the last couple of weeks, Mac's favorite thing in the world has been standing. 

He doesn't want to be cradled, he doesn't want to sit on your lap--the little man wants to STAND.

Since, at 2 months, he's not quite able to stand independently, it's become slightly exhausting for me to hold him upright all the time.

So...when we got back from KS/Jeff City on Monday, I decided to set up his jumper.

You know, instead of doing laundry or putting all of our crap away.

At first, Mac just stared at us... 

I call it his WTF face.

That quickly changed to this---the happiest face I've been able to capture on camera.

He was thrilled--cooing and smiling for about 90 minutes.  That's like 10 years in baby time.

Of course, he's not quite tall enough yet--so we stacked some books under his feet.  

He's not jumping so much, but has been loving just being upright.

Congrats to David!  

Monday, he was sworn in as an attorney in the state of Missouri.

It was a nice little ceremony at the Supreme Court.

And, luckily, Big Mac didn't cry during it.

He saved that for the lobby :)

Notice that his shirt says "Genius."  That's from his Nana.

Also notice that he's got Ralph Lauren pants on.  That's totally his Aunt Lindy.

And his button up shirt is from his Aunt Cher.

And his socks are from Nana.

I don't think I've bought the kid a piece of clothing yet.

Anyways... David got to sign a big fancy book.

And it was official!

 I'm so proud of him! 

Wedding!

On Saturday, my baby sister got married.

Awwww.

It was a beautiful wedding and kickin' reception that included a pretty awesome dance fight.

She's the last of my three siblings to get married.  Starting in 2008, my parents have had a child get married every summer.

They're done and darn happy about it.

Here are the siblings at the rehearsal dinner.

And the wedding itself.

I think we look pretty snazzy here.

Big Mac did wonderfully, and rocked a sweet vest, tie, and button up shirt.

Mom had the shirt professionally pressed because a baby obviously can't be expected to iron for himself.

The outfit was a hit until he pooped all over himself and had to change into his tuxedo onsie.

My baby is classy!

Clothing

Mac's blessed with a lot of people in his life who love him and want him to be well dressed.

Because of this, I  have only bought him one or two outfits his whole life...not because he "needed" them, but because they were cute and I couldn't resist.

That being said, I decided to go through his 6-9 month clothes.  He doesn't fit in these yet, but he might pretty soon.

 This tub contains nothing but socks and footed pajamas.

The boy has 18 pairs of footed pajamas.

Cheese and rice.

But wait, he also has 4 pairs of pajamas without feet.

After that, I stopped counting and sorting and just dumped.

This large box is "everything" else.

I think we're going to have to wear pajamas as "regular" clothes this winter...because some of those are WAAAY too cute to just wear to bed.

Bumbo

I think Big Mac's reached a point where he has enough neck and upper torso control for the Bumbo Chair...which I so appreciate, since he would rather be sitting up (or standing, for that matter) than any other position.  And Maclin's not shy about telling you what he wants.

Look at my big man!  Seen here with Sophie The Giraffe, his toy that I bought during a middle of the night feeding. 

Amazon makes impulse shopping WAAAY too easy.

Here's a photo I found from August 5th, when he was clearly not quite ready for his chair.

Yes, much better now.

2 Months!

Today is Big Mac's 2 month birthday. 

He was not as excited for his photoshoot as I was.

Luckily, he calmed down enough for me to get a few good shots.

 We're not exactly happy, so we might have to try again tonight.

He's grown so much in the last two months--his doctor's appointment is tomorrow, so I'll provide stats then.  

Until those come, here's photo evidence that my big man is growing!

Two Months

1 month

Just Born

Proud Pappa

On Saturday, David, Mac, and I went to Columbia for Maclin's first Mizzou football game.

I've never seen David so happy or proud in my life...he even got a little teary-eyed.

Maclin was AMAZING.  He slept the entire game, only waking up as we were walking out.  Even then, no tears--just looking around at the lights.

Mac was a hit at the game.  No one loves a baby named Maclin like a crowd of people at a Mizzou football game.

Naked Time

Every night, after his bath, Big Mac gets some naked time.

He gets lotion, snuggles, and a chance to "breathe."

He loves it.

Expressions

He's a thinker.

And I'm trying my best to match his expressions.

 But I can't match this concentrating face.

Tour de Baby

Big Mac and I traveled to Kansas last week for his official Tour de Baby.

My little sister is getting married the 24th, so we decided it might be nice to parade Maclin around before the ceremony.  We're hoping he only steals some of her thunder...not all :)

I didn't manage to take pictures of everyone Mac met, but here's a smattering.

On the way in and out of town, Maclin stopped in and met his Great-Grandparents (David's Grandparents) and 3rd cousin, Zaden.

We spent a day in Lyndon, where Mac dressed up like his grandpa, Doc Al

That day, Maclin went to 2 banks, an insurance agency, a pizza restaurant, a dentist office, and various other places that I forgot.  Nana was enjoying parading him around a little bit.

On Saturday, Mac and I went to KC on our own.  I met up with some girls from college.

 Shelley's baby, Michael, was really excited by Mac.

After that, I got fitted for my dress for Lindy's wedding, where my darling Erin held him.  Of course, I forgot to take a picture...because I was so distracted by the peanut butter pie I ate at Perkins.  Erin got to sit in the car with me while I nursed Mac in the parking lot, which I'm sure she enjoyed.

Then we met up with my siblings at Kyle and Cher's house--it was the first time Mac met Aunt Cher, who might have been convinced to trade her dogs for a baby.  Baxter and Kevin are a little excitable :)

The next day was Lindy's bridal shower, where Mac met another set of Great Grandparents for the first time (my paternal set) and then got carried around for a long time by various relatives.

 Luckily, my big man is a good sport.

We even got a 4 generation picture.

On Monday, we went to Junction City where Maclin met Lucille. 

Lucille is the lady who gave me my heart wall hanging. You can read about it here.

We stopped in Manhattan on the way back from there so Maclin could have a little purple in his life.

Go cats!

Dinner was in Topeka, where Mac met Brian, Gayle, and Megan, who are some family friends.

On Tuesday, I went home. Thank goodness my mother-in-law, Debra rode out and back with me.  I was exhausted!

Maclin was a trooper for the entire trip.  He was handled by probably over 50 different people and carted around the state.  He never freaked out, was SUPERB on the 5 hour drive to and from AND slept for 6.5-7.5 hours each night.

Bar!

I'm home from Tour De Baby through Kansas, but before I can recap that, I have exciting news.

David passed the bar!  Huzzah!  He's now an Esquire.

To celebrate, we went out to eat.  Big Mac demanded a steak, but settled for milk.

New Car

David and I have officially entered parent status, purchasing a car "for the baby" on Friday.  We decided that it's Big Mac's car, since we weren't planning on buying new cars until ours died.

However, we're planning at least 3 trips to Kansas in the next 5 weekends (Lindy's shower, Lindy's wedding, and K-State/Mizzou game) and realized that Big Mac requires a lot of STUFF.  There was no way all his accessories would fit in either of our cars along with all the junk David and I require.  On top of that, David's been obsessed with finding a safer (read: bigger) vehicle for our little man.

So we bit the bullet and bought a Ford Edge.  I love it.  I had actually been interested in it for a few months (pre Maclin) as a pipe dream.  Then my parents bought one and I got to drive and play with it.  FANCY.  I was smitten.

We bought a much more scaled down version than my parents, but it's still got some pretty awesome feature. For example, it has voice dial AND an I-Pad-like touch screen.  Basically, it's way complicated and I'll probably never figure it out.

On another note, I had been taking pictures of various Edge stickers to compare different dealerships.  Last night, I was trying to delete some of these pictures off my phone and managed to post one to Facebook.  It wasn't the Edge we ended up buying, but it totally seemed like a douche-bag move to post the sticker of a car  on Facebook.  I deleted it as soon as I realized, but so not classy.

Wedding!

On Saturday, our dear friends Martha and Nick (finally) tied the knot.

It was a stunning wedding followed by a fun reception.  I wish I had taken more pictures...and I wish I hadn't put David on camera duty, because that meant the flash was off.

Once we got the flash turned on, the pics mostly looked like this.

Oh well.

We brought Big Mac along to both the wedding and the reception.  He did very well--sleeping through every second of the wedding and a large chunk of the reception.

I also felt he looked pretty darn cute wearing an outfit from Aunt Cher.

 David and I cleaned up pretty nice as well...as good as can be expected 6 weeks post-baby.

Productivity

Big Mac's 6 weeks old as of yesterday, and I've decided it's time I stop living in crisis mode.  You know crisis mode--the one where you eat nothing but fast food, let laundry pile up until you're out of underpants, and forget to bathe and brush your teeth.  I'm not pretty in crisis mode and I'm not happy there either.

So... last night, I made a to-do list.  It included

• Wash towels
• Buy stamps for birth announcements
• Grocery shop
• Clean stove
• Make brownies
• Blog

As soon as Mac wakes up, we're running out to buy stamps and send out the birth announcements and then everything on the list is done-zo!  

After serious contemplation, Big Mac approves.  He mostly liked that a to-do list encouraged me to put on real clothes today...not the glorified pajamas I had been wearing.

And, as a bonus, a video of my smiling guy.