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This looks tasty….


This looks tasty….

Originally uploaded by Wandering Eyre

Pullo tries to find out how many licks it takes to reach the creamy center of the baby.

One…
Two…
Three…
Chomp!

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It was a banner year at the Smith House. Gideon liked opening presents, though he liked the bows and paper more than the actual gifts. Of course.

Our Christmas was a three day extravaganza. It started at the Smith/Hewson house on the 23rd. We did the full Christmas dinner and presents. On the 24th, we went to the Boule Christmas. On the 25th, we proceeded to the Sauser Christmas.

At the end of three days of presents, family, food, drink, and driving all over town, we were tired and worn out. We spent the 26th laying around the house. It was nice not to have to go anywhere. Now, days later, we are still recovering. It was nice, but in a way I am glad we only have to do it once a year. I think it would lose the appeal if we did it more often. I love the bustle, but the recovery and laziness is nice too.

Gideon received enough clothes to last until Summer (thanks to everyone!) and a small handful of toys. Ries and I got a homebrew kit so we can make all that expensive beer we like to drink. I will let Ries tell about that.

It was a fun and we are blessed by our large and loving families.

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Baking Day

I am still suffering from a post baking day hangover. A hangover from eating too many cookies and M&Ms while making dozens and dozens of my favorite treats. Of course, it does not help that I have been snacking on said cookies since Saturday. The hair of the dog and all that nonesense.

Gideon and I spent Saturday in a time honored ritual in which my family bakes cookies to give away to friends, neighbors, and family. We made sugar cookies of various sizes and shapes, molasses cookies, date bars,¬† Florence Greeners (a bar named after the woman that always made them for my sister’s in-laws), M&M cookies, peanut butter cup cookies, peanut brittle, and raspberry swirl cookies (these were tasty but ugly so they went straight into our bellies).

We had fun and Gideon was able to show off his new crawling skills to Oma.

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Happy Birthday, Eliza!


Happy Birthday, Eliza!

Originally uploaded by Wandering Eyre

Eliza Griffey is a whopping one year old today! We hope the next year is as fun as the first!

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Originally uploaded by Wandering Eyre

Sorry for the large white reflection in the top of this picture. That is just my flash reflecting off a snowflake. An actual flake of frozen rain, turned into beautiful fluff, and falling in our neighborhood. In Houston, no less. Who would have thought?

It was fun. The kids and adults of our street were out running around, building little snowmen, and generally acting as if snow was a drug that made you giggle uproariously. It was wonderful.

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Life, Over As I Know It

I was flipping through some ads and Gideon, in an effort to get my newspaper, crawled to me.

It was a jerky sort of scoot and crawl, but he definitly did the alternating leg/arm motion.

My life is over. Over.

Sigh.

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There and Back Again

Yesterday, Gideon had an appointment at the Meyer Center at Texas Children’s Hospital. They like to do a developmental check at 6 months and a year and a half after discharge to make sure that the child is progressing normally and to help them if they are not.

I was not too concerned about us learning bad news; Gideon and I recently went to a new Mom play date. There were two babies just a couple days younger than Gideon and one baby a month older than him and he outperformed them all. Of course, he is currently wedged against his bedroom door trying to eat it, so I am not sure  of the validity of my observations of his intelligence.

As we drove to the hospital, I thought about the other times we made the same drive: when my mom took me to the hospital the night after Gideon’s birth (I was worried I would not see him again), when Ries and I rushed home and back after those first two days with a car filled with things we would need to stay at the hospital indefinitely, and when Ries and I rushed back to the hospital after learning Gideon was indeed going to go in for surgery that day. It was harder going back than I thought. I remembered the strangest things, like the way the bathrooms smell and the hand soap they have there that Ries is in love with.

I also remembered what I learned later, that the doctors did not expect him to live past that first night. I remember praying and hoping for him and over him everyday. We even went to the 4th floor, were the NICU is located, and I felt grateful we had been in that place, where there were people who treated us and gave Gideon another chance. The irrational part of me was worried we would have to leave that place, again, without him, but rationally, I knew better. We were there for a checkup only and he is doing great.

The doctors watched him interact with us and them. They tested his balance sitting and standing, his dexterity with small objects, his problem solving, and his listening skills. They asked us questions about what he does at home. With joyful smiles, they told us he is advanced in all areas (verbal, cognitive, interactive, hand eye-coordination, etc.), completing advanced 8 months tasks. (Gideon is not yet 7.5 months) They gave us some tips for playing with him, helping him to learn labels for things.

It was nice to have a doctor say what we had suspected: Our son is progressing well, better than normal even. It amazes me how I feel like I can never be more grateful for the chance to be the mother of this baby and then I suddenly am. What a blessing.

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