Tuesday, September 22, 2009

Big week...

It seems like Gavin is just growing up before my eyes! In just one week, he has started scooting all over the place! He started saying "dada" last Friday just in time for Gary to come home from work, and he got his first tooth! He also started to eat puffed cereal. I was hesitant at first. If it were up to me, he'd be on pureed food until he goes to college. I'm terrified of him choking, but he handled it like a champ. He had a lot of fun at story time at the mall on Monday. He laughed a lot...especially while singing the morbid "Ring around the Rosy" (a lovely song about the plague). His favorite part is: "ashes, ashes, we all fall down!" Go figure. I did realize that I get really choked up while singing "You are my sunshine" because it's so true. I tear up everytime. He started riding in a big boy stroller, too. I took the car seat attatchment out of the BOB. He has officially outgrown his Graco cart...tear.

Just in case you didn't know the lyrics:

You are my sunshine, my only sunshine,
You make me happy, when skies are gray
You'll never know, dear, how much I love you
Please don't take my sunshine away.

Love you, sweet boy!

Wednesday, September 16, 2009

Pow Wow...

My mom and sister came in town this weekend. I saw that there was a Pow Wow in Grand Prairie, and I know my mom loves that stuff! So...I decided to take my mom and sister to the Pow Wow on Saturday...in the pouring rain! It took us twice as long to get there because I drove like an old lady on Sunday going to Luby's after church! By the time we got there, it was almost over. But, we still saw some pretty impressive, er, Pow Wow'ing? Anyway, there was one young man (and I do mean young) that stood out in the crowd. Everyone wanted a picture with him, not excluding my mom and sister. Reminding them that he was jail bait, I took the picture.

I had some interesting food there, too. We got something called an Indian taco. It was basically fry bread (think giant, flat beignet) with pinto beans, ground meat, lettuce, tomato and cheese plopped on top. It was pretty good. They also had meat pies. I did not buy a meat pie because the lady making them was mean to me. I asked her if I could take a picture of her because...well, just because. She said "no" so I took a picture of her hands. She turned to the lady on her right and said, "Geez, I said no, these people!" I wonder if she gets asked for photos a lot. That would surprise me.
We finished up the day shopping for some stuff. I bought my mom a hair thingy and a choker and we called it a day...a pretty fun thing.

Tuesday, September 8, 2009


I didn't realize that babies pose for pictures at such a young age. But now I realize that Gavin does pose for pictures, just not the way his two closes friends do. When Saylor and Ian see a camera, they turn to it and smile.

As you see, Gavin either ignores the camera, or does his best impression of Blue Steel (Zoolander reference). I once heard an interview with Shaquelle O'Neal about the commercials he does. He says his smiles reflect the amount of money he gets paid. A low paying job gets a smirk, no teeth showing. A high paying job gets the biggest, open mouth smile possible. I think Gavin has adopted this policy, too. When we try to take pictures by calling his name or making funny clicking noises, he phones it in. But, when we put the work in, by singing "Old McDonald" or making pigging noises, he really gives us all he's got!