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My little pumpkin

On Saturday, David, Big Mac and I went to the pumpkin patch.

I was thrilled, David moderately happy, and Maclin just barely tolerated us.

I think it was too bright for him...

...but I quickly solved that with some badass sunglasses.

What, what!

Anyway, moving on.  

This post doesn't really need any words, so I'm just going to put a bunch of pictures of Mac around various pumpkin-themed items.

Mac says to have a happy Halloween...

...or he'll cut you.

Leroy the Lion

Mac is starting to show interest in toys!

I'm so happy--it's such a blast to watch him smile and laugh at toys while starting to reach and grab.

His favorite, by far, is named Leroy the Lion.

He and Mac like to chill in their diapers

 Luckily, Leroy is a good sport when Mac tries to eat is face off.

On an interesting note, the quilt that Mac and Leroy and lounging on is the baby quilt Grandma Stainbrook made me when I was born.  It's super soft!

Jump!

My baby continues to love his jumper... 

but now he's learned that it's not just for standing upright, it's also for jumping.

Look at him go!

And, yes, I did call my child smart for jumping.

He's a genius and I'm not afraid to tell him.

Happy Birthday, David!

Today is David's 31st birthday!

(Isn't he handsome?)

Happy birthday, David!

In honor of the day, Maclin bought him a present...

but it wasn't something for David to wear, it was for Mac to wear around him.

Baby Legs!!!

Tiger Baby Legs!

Anyway, I am thrilled to be celebrating David's 3rd birthday as my husband.  It's crazy to think that his 28th birthday was the day he confessed his feelings for me (through a Lionel Ritchie song, but that's another story) and now he's the father of my child.

Love you, David!

Celebrity Guest

Today, I'm the "celebrity guest" at my blog-friend Nicole's blog, Pampers and Pumps!  

I've never been a guest blogger before, so I'm totally honored... go check it out here.

Stop and Go

Lately, I've been all about the stop and go blogging.  I'll get a good solid week in, and then be absent.  Mostly, it's because I'll have a spurt of energy, write a bunch of posts and schedule them to post later on.  Tricky, huh?

Maclin and I have been having a rough couple of days.  On Tuesday, a girl I went to high school with lost her 4 month old baby.  She lives in my hometown and Mom told me that it was likely SIDS.  I can't even fathom how destroyed she must feel.  When I heard, I had already put Maclin down for the night.  He started fussing a little bit and, instead of soothing him back to sleep like I normally do, I got him out of bed and snuggled.

I didn't care about the schedule or routine we've been trying to establish--I needed to hug my baby boy.  Instead of worrying about how to make my transition back to work easier, I need to love Mac and focus on the moment.

Mac didn't sleep well that night and has been weirdly fussy since then.  He hadn't been napping well at all and just acts like he doesn't feel right.  So, I took him to the doctor today. Luckily, the doctor believes it's likely gas.

I hate being that mom that freaks out about nothing and storms into the doctor's office, but my doctor was very reassuring--saying he would much prefer to see a child for "nothing" than not see a child that needs to be seen.  Thank goodness.