Squeezing In Another Milestone Before 2010

So I walked into the nursery yesterday when Jonas was supposed to be napping. Instead I found him STANDING UP! When Jason came home from work, he had to lower the crib again. Now it's on the lowest setting- you know the one for when the crib is converted into a toddler bed? It's so far down, I won't be able to change the sheets anymore because I'm not tall enough. (Oh gee, guess Daddy will have to change the sheets now. Darn.) Just like when he learned to roll over, learned to crawl, and learned to sit up from laying down, now all he wants to do is stand. You know what this means, don't you? Walking. Unless he skips walking and goes straight to running.....

30? Really? When Did That Happen??

Last night (or early this morning, more truthfully), I was tossing and turning in bed as I do every night (or every early morning), and it hit me- I'm THIRTY. It's not like I just turned 30 like Jennifer and Michelle. No, I've been here since last June. I think what surprised me most about realizing that I'm 30 is that I have absolutely no recollection of ever imaging what thirty would be like. (You know how you picture what life will be like when you turn 16, 18, 21.....) For me, 30 feels like 20, except for the odd aches and pains, the popping and cracking, the heartburn and insomnia. Is 30 supposed to feel like 20? Will 40 feel like 30? If 30 doesn't feel like what I think 30 should feel like, I can't even imagine the feeling of an age like 80 (God willing)!

There is one age related thing that I have imagined and that's climbing Mt Kilimanjaro for my 40th birthday. Well.......I had decided to push that back to my 45th, so Jonas would be older and also so that if he has younger siblings, they'd also be old enough to go on the trip. And then I watched a program on PBS about the mountain, and let me tell you, that IMAX program lied about the difficulty of Kilimanjaro. So as I'm watching it, I'm starting to lose my interest in climbing to the top, and then the narrator says the magic phrase: active volcano. Oh, hell no. I'd rather go lie on a beach in the Turks & Caicos for both my 40th and 45th, thank you very much. (The program also made me sad because the narrator said that the glacier at the top might be melted away by 2016, which will be very detrimental to the people living in the shadow of Kilimanjaro.)

Merry Christmas!

Santa

Silent Night

I'm not kidding....Right after I put this onesie on him, he tooted. Boys!

Teeth!

When I took Jonas to the doctor on the 7th, he was 7 months and 7 days old, 20 lbs 9 oz, and 28 inches long. He got his first tooth on November 6 and the second tooth two weeks later. ( Michelle, This quilt was a present from my Iowa cousins. Yay, Iowa! )

Yes, Virginia...Lora does exist.

Howdy. Things are going here. Between Christmas knitting, traveling to Virginia and South Carolina for Meli's birthday and Thanksgiving, Jonas, life, a badly behaving cat (Ruthie), and a sneezing, wheezing, coughing, and leaking from the eyes & nose cat (Ringo)- life is a little hectic.



Jonas update: He's now 7 months old. I'm taking him later today for his second round of seasonal and H1N1 flu shots and will get him weighed and measured. At 6 months, he was 19 lbs 7 oz and 28 inches long. He's had a minor bout of ezcema, mostly on his back. It seems my baby has sensitive skin and can't wear fleece pjs. And apparently, babies in Kentucky can't get cotton pjs WITH FEET. I had to go to GEORGIA to find some cotton pjs in his size WITH FEET. Is that too much to ask? After searching all over Etown, I decided to give up and wait until our annual trip to the PX at Ft Gordon where I found ONE package of cotton pjs WITH FEET in his size. We ended up having better luck at the Babies R Us in Evans, GA.



At some point in that shopping trip, Snoopy went missing! (Mom bought him a Snoopy to go with his Halloween costume- Charlie Brown.) I can't find another one like it on the internet (amazingly) so when the stores open, I'll be calling Babies R Us, Target, and the Ft Gordon PX in the hopes that Jonas' special Snoopy is camping out in a Lost and Found bin. (Who am I kidding? He's in someone's trash. Or some other kid's arms....)



We've rearranged the living room furniture to give the boy more floor space for playing and crawling. I hope we get the Christmas tree put up this week. Honestly.....I really don't want to put it up. It was soooooo nice to not have to deal with a tree last year, but as it's Jonas' first Christmas.......

My great-aunt Midge died the Saturday after Thanksgiving. She was 95, and due to her health, it wasn't unexpected. I'm still really sad about it. I grew up with a lot of great-aunts, and now I'm down to three (and I only really know one of them, my great-aunt Esta). Strangely, I have a great-great uncle and great-great aunt who are alive, very well, and living close by in Vine Grove- I've met them twice.

So.....Christmas party at Jason's boss's house this Friday (yay, Peurto Rican eggnog!), Arsenic & Old Lace the Friday after, followed by The Nutcracker the next day, Christmas dinner at my parents' house (standing rib roast and Yorkshire pudding...yum, yum), and hopefully another viewing or two of New Moon (I've only had the chance to see it twice, so far).....any chance I'll blog again before 2010? Maybe. But just in case-

Happy (late) Halloween! Happy (late) Thanksgiving! Happy Birthday to Meli (Nov 23) and Michelle (Dec 2)! Merry Christmas! Happy New Year!