10, 9, 8, ...

The birthday countdown has started. It is officially less than a week until my little boy is 1. A toddler. Oh. My. Gosh. I was just rocking him tonight when I realized that this would have been the week that I found out we were going to have an early delivery. Probably the most stressful day of my life thanks to my oh so lovely principal at the time. I was not happy to be delivering early, she was not happy. Andy was scared shitless.

I'm getting so excited to celebrate Logan's big day with everyone. The party favors have been collected, the cake ordered, the presents bought, and most of the decorations made. I will admit to a couple of snafus with the birthday shirt I made him, but it all worked out. Kind of . We just need some guests and an adorably cute birthday boy. Check.

Oh no...

Our worst fears have happened...Logan is now throwing food down to the dog. Lucy waits so patiently under his high chair for a bit of a snack, and he loves her so much that he gave her one tonight. Yummy green beans! Perhaps not Lucy's top pick for snack foods, but she'll take anything. He's such a sneaky little guy. He continuously threw food down on the floor for Lucy, but when Andy looked up to check if he was eating, he instantly began chewing and started laughing. I think we're going to have our hands full. Oh boy.

too much for a title

Oh goodness, I'm a lazy blogger. I'm going to post a quick update just to wet your tastebuds. Here goes...

Christmas came, Christmas went. Logan received WAY too many presents, which forced us to buy a new toy box and disassemble the bouncer in order to make room in our house. He loved meeting family in Michigan and Indiana. He hated snow. As seen here:



We were sad to leave, but happy that we'll be back for good in a few short months :) Here are some of our favorite Christmas pictures:


Logan has also passed the 11 month mark of his life. That means less than one month until he's the big 1. Then he'll be a toddler. Not a baby, not an infant, a toddler. I know Andy's ready for this, but I don't know if I am. It's crazy to see all of the things he can do now. Here are some stats just for kicks:

• Weighs 21 lbs. (a bit on the skinny side from what I hear)
• Last we checked he's 28 inches tall
• Just switched to size 4 diapers
• Wearing mostly 12 month clothes
• Crawling EVERYWHERE and getting into EVERYTHING (why did we want him to be mobile?)
• Walking along the edges of things and standing by himself for a few seconds
  
• Talks a lot of gibberish, but still hanging onto mama, dada, baba, nana. I swear I've heard a "ya" when I ask questions
• Eat mostly table food. We actually ordered off the kids menu at a restaurant the other night!
• 4 teeth
  

Basically, he's the coolest kid ever. I love being around him and find that I get even less done for work because I don't want to take any Logan time out of my schedule. So, without further adieu, here's the L man:

Remember when...

So, a couple of days ago I begged the gods to please take all the yucky germies away from Logan. Well, apparently I pissed them off somehow, because they threw it back at me two fold. I went to the Doc last night with the thoughts of strep throat ringing in my ears. They said no...just tonsillitis. And an ear infection. Then, just to make it a little more fun, Andy got pink eye. The L man, he's as happy as a clam. And crawling. FINALLY. Let's hope this all ends before we go home for Christmas.

Hate is such a strong word

I HATE (notice the capital letters) exercising. I think it's complete bull when I hear all those people on weight loss shows saying they can't imagine life without exercise, they love it so much, it's such a stress reliever, blah, blah, blah. Bull. I can imagine my life without exercise. I would be sitting at home and playing with my son, watching some telly, or perhaps sleeping. Instead, I am trying to think of any excuse imaginable that will get me out of exercising. And usually, I just get lazy and go to sleep. Tonight I caved and actually exercised. There was no stress relief. I don't feel all warm and fuzzy from doing it. I'm sweaty, and now I'm cranky. But it's done. Perhaps again tomorrow? I promise I won't complain as much.

Anyone have any good exercise programs?

Germs, germs, go away...

My poor little guy. It just seems like he can't get away from being sick. We took him to a drop-in day care about a month ago because his regular sitter was on vacation. While there he picked up a nasty bug. I'm sure that if you were to look at it under a microscope it would have had about 10 heads and drooling gross saliva. That kind of nasty. He was throwing up, and had a crazy fever. Finally, after many days of both Andy and I taking work off, the fever was down and he was back to normal...or so we thought.

Next came the cough. The croup cough. Poor guy was up all night long with coughing fits. This resulted in very little sleep for Andy and I, and a very cranky Logan. We took him to see the doc, they put him on a steroid medicine, and we thought we were on our way. Nope.

Apparently many children develop an ear infection after having croup. His started with a rash (weird) and continued with the crankiest L man you have ever met. His sitter told me that another baby had the same rash and they found out she had an ear infection. Mystery solved. He downed some pink bubble gum medicine (my favorite!) and our happy Logan was back.

Until the coughing and the snotty nose started again. Yes, he has a cold. A horrible cold. Right now he in a room of menthol vapors with a humidifier running. Poor guy didn't want to do anything except lie on my chest or Andy's chest yesterday and just stare. The good news is that he's been somewhat happy during the day time. I don't think I can take any more of these germs!

McKenna Family Fun Day!

To the zoo we go! Andy and I have been trying to take a trip to the zoo for the loonnggest time. But something always came up. Usually the weather, because, you know, it's normal for it to be 80-90 degrees in Arizona during November. Stupid state. Or the cost. Zoo's are freaking expensive! We finally buckled down and went this weekend. It was sweatshirt weather and Logan was a in a good mood. Perfect!

I will admit, if I had it my way we would have gone to Wildlife World Zoo. They have penguins. I love penguins. However, they also cost about $30 per person. So, we opted for the Phoenix Zoo. It's been much improved since the last time we visited, 5 years ago when we visited Arizona and I completed my job interviews. Man that was a long time ago.

Logan loved it. I've decided he's a people watcher and would much rather stare at screaming children, showing how he's perfect because he is not screaming, then stare at animals in the zoo. He was smiling all day and had himself a grand ole time. Andy and I had fun too.

Although there were a few sprinkles along the way, I'd say our McKenna Family Fun Day was a success.