Being that we live in Sarasota, our seasons consist of warm, hot, hotter, and sweltering! Rarely do we see a day in the 60s AND when we finally do, it last for at most, one whole month.
This weekend we got a taste of fall as a "cold front" is passing through. Let me clarify- a cold front in Sarasota is low of 70, high of 90. We enjoyed another lazy weekend catching up on family time (Nate was out of town most of last week) and lounging around the house.
Weekends like these remind me how abundantly blessed I am to have the beautiful family that I do!
Oh, we also worked on a couple long overdue projects that you can see here!
I'll never forget when Laura started at Coastal- unlike most upper managers, she was a ball of energy and a breath of fresh air! We quickly bonded over a love of our dogs, husbands quirky yet eerily similar antics, and running. Laura became an instant friend and confidant during our time at Coastal and she has remained that to this day.
The first words out of her mouth when she saw Daven were "he's got red hair!" Words only a fellow redhead and this momma appreciated!
There aren't many Redheads left in this world, but I'm lucky to have two very special ones in my life!
Last week D had his "9 month" appointment...obviously it was miscalculated (their fault...shockingly not my poor math skills fault!) and it turned into his "8 month" appointment. Being that the only shots he would recieve at this visit were voluntary, we moved forward with his check-up.
For the most part, D's check-up got nothing but high marks - he's quite advanced in many areas...except one...moving without assistance.
Thus, we've been working everyday for 30 minutes at a time on getting this little munchkin to move by himself...a task that is ever so trying since he has NO DESIRE to crawl. Honestly, the child would prefer to walk - something the pediatrician said is typically not seen until older months (hah-he hasn't met the Varn offspring - Wyatt was walking at 9 months!)
With tested patience, we push on and he's definitely gotten stronger! He's a determined little guy and so desparately wants to move. I'm very proud of him for pushing himself like he does - amidst the tears, frustrated screams, and tantrums he keeps trying until he gets his toy. You go D - you've got this!
For some odd reason the alarm started beeping at 4am this morning. I jumped out of bed in a haze of confusion and fear...of course this happens when Nathan is out of town. Had Sonitrol not called earlier that day to say the alarm was acting up I probably would have freaked out a tad bit more, but all I could think about was "oh great, the baby is now awake!" To my surprise, he made a slight wimper and WENT BACK TO SLEEP!
As I sit here typing this, Daven is still asleep...since 7:30pm!! I think it's safe to say we are officially sleeping thru the night! He gave us a glimpse of this glory last week when he slept from 9-8am two nights in a row. Then, his top two teeth started to peek through and we were back to early morning feedings at 6am and cranky evenings.
On the other hand, Cooper and I were up at 4am...I see a nap in our near future!!
- Trying VERY hard to crawl...but don't necessarily enjoy doing so!
- Cruise around in your walker like a crazy lil man!
- Sleeping through the night...almost every night!!! Hey, I'm very happy to get a few days of 10+ hours of sleep, followed by a day of one morning (5ish am) feeding.
You are growing up so fast! We are amazed at how much you have changed in 8 short months. You are such a love bug and have quite the personality...and temper to match! You love your Daddy to the moon and back - the minute he walks through the door all you want is "dada". Unlike most mommy's, I worked REALLY hard on getting you to say "dada" first...and when you did, that big ole heart of his just melted! We love you so much and couldn't imagine a more perfect little boy to fill our hearts with so much happiness and joy!!
A few weeks ago, we took a much needed family vacay to Alligator Point to spend a week of fun in the sun with GeGe and Poppy and the rest of the Varn/Patrick family crew!
Although it rained almost every day while there (very unusual for Alligator Point), we had a wonderful and relaxing week away! The babies had a wonderful time playing in the tide pools and we had a fantastic time just hanging out, catching up, and sleeping!
Thank you Gege and Poppy for a wonderful family vacation! We love y'all to the moon and back!!
This past weekend, my mom flew down to spend a few days in the warm Sarasota sun and play with her grandbaby. The time was spent catching up, antiquing, and cuddles with D! Daven is currently going through the clingy stage and we were a little worried that he wouldn't remember who "Nonni" was.
I must admit he was a little confused. You see, every day we facetime with my mom so that she can talk to Daven. Well, he couldn't quite figure out how she was in his home and not on the computer. This was made clear when we facetimed my dad and he said "nana?" to the ipad...oh how technology has changed our life!
However, after 24 hours, he cuddled right up to his grandmother and allowed Nathan and I a couple hours away for a nice overdue dinner date. We even got so lucky to sneak away for a movie the next day while Daven and Nonni played at home! We absolutely adore our little guy, but it was a much needed date with the hubs!
As usual, the visit was much too short, but fortunately, we get to see Nonni in three weeks for our road trip to Virginia!
Thanks Mom for coming to visit - you are such a blessing and we couldn't have asked for a more perfect visit!
The bell rang to dismiss us to our next class. Like any other day I left English and walked across the school to art-a class full of wonderful, off-the-cuff students. As we entered the room-laughing, talking- ambivalent to the tv turned up in the classroom, we were quickly hushed and told "no talking! Don't you know what has happened?!" Actually, we had no idea as the first plane hit during class transition. Amidst the chaos that quickly erupted, we took our seats and affixed our eyes to the television up above. Sheer shock and astonishment took over my senses - what the heck was happening? Then, as if the newscast was on repeat, the second plane hit.
Unbeknownst to most, Tampa is very much a transient city thanks to MacDill Air Force Base. The moment the second tower was hit, our Principle enacted a no tv policy as many Bloomingdale students had parents stationed at the base and it was speculated might be hit. The day our nation was attacked, our school didn't want us to know. Was our principle right in trying to shield us from the ugly truth of war or was she doing us a dis-service? Honestly, I don't know- all I know is every teacher at that school turned the tv on, muted the noise, and cancelled the curriculum for the day- we couldn't comprehend why this was happening much less think about blending colors!
I will never forget that day-nor last September as I sat, once again, glued to the television watching the coverage of the 10th anniversary of 9/11. The difference this time- I was 7 months pregnant. I didn't cry on September 11, 2001- not because I didn't feel for our country but because I didn't know how to react to such a tragic event. However, 10 years later I cried...a lot...for every mother, father, and child who lost a loved one 10 years ago. Why? Because this time I understood- and I finally cried.
Like past wars, Daven will never fully comprehend 9/11. Yes, he will learn about it in school, but to him, it will be just another tragedy. However, I will be reminded each and every day how blessed I am to have been given the chance to share my memories of that tragic day with our little man and help him understand how truly blessed we all are.
Today, amongst the craziness of this so-called life, please take a moment to remember to thank God for all the blessings he has bestowed upon us and never forget 9/11.