Hi-Ya's and Funny Faces

I know, I know. For those of you who care (i.e. grandparents), I know I've been a slacker in getting video of Mason's wicked dance moves on here. The following videos are not of his dance moves, but are of some of his other redeming traits. (I just have so much video of him dancing that I need to edit it and make a short clip. I'll work on that. Most likely). In the meantime...

This is Mason's funny face. He knows we think its funny when he does it, so he often uses it to either get attention or get something he wants. This is for you Shay. (Please ignore the TV in our dining room. Although we really think it adds to the decor of the room. The sad thing is that it probably does.)



So you know how people teach their kids to put their arms up in the air when they say, "[Insert child's name here] is SO big!" or "Touchdown". Not our kid. We try to bring out his inner ninja whenever possible.

First Full Day of Spring equals Last Day of the Wean

(Okay. So you can credit Nic with the title of this blog. He's very clever. Oh and by the way...if you dont' want to hear about breastfeeding you should stop reading this now.) Mason is officially off the boob. Actually, he probably could have been weaned a few weeks ago, but with our trip to Arizona ,and my own feelings of attachment, I have put it off. I'm a little sad to be saying goodbye to this part of his baby-hood, but he is still a snuggler so that helps. Sometimes he'll be running around the house and he'll just come up to me, jump into my lap, lay his head on my shoulder, and hold it there for a few seconds before he jumps up and runs away again. He's such a good boy.

Tonight Nic put him to bed for the first time in quite a while. I usually sing to Mason, say prayers "with" him and then lay him down. Trying to mimic the routine, Nic was singing "I am a Child of God" while rocking him. Mason was laying on his shoulder, and when had sung a few lines of the song Mason (who was just staring up at him with a bewildered look) lightly smacked Nic's mouth and started laughing. Everytime Nic tried to restart the song Mason would hit his mouth and giggle as if to say, "Thanks Dad for trying, but please, stop singing". After a few mintues of this they both were hysterical. After they had finally calmed down Mason layed his head on Nic's shoulder and just patted his cheek. Good effort Dad. Good effort.

On the Plains of Old Sedona...Arizona.

Mason and I had a wonderful trip to Arizona last week. It started off with a fairly uneventful plane ride. (Which is a nice change of pace from our last few flying adventures.) We were greeted by 90 degree weather, my mom and Kim, KC the dog (aka "ruff ruff", according to Mason), and later Shay and her dog, Duke (also "ruff ruff"). We did a lot of relaxing, a little shopping, and some good old fashion together time. It was perfect. Here is a quick photo diary of our trip:



From the moment we got there Mason loved to be outside and we took walks every chance we had.








We celebrated Mason's birthday with Kim, my mom, and Shay.

We visited our good friends Heather and Paxton.

We went swimming. Mason loved the water.

I apologize for any blindness I may cause due to my extremely pasty skin. I told my mom I wanted to go home with a beautiful golden tan. She laughed.

We went to this pizza place called the "Organ Stop" where this old guy takes requests on his gigantic Organ and plays for all the patrons. There were pipes, sparkling lights, and of course...creepy kitties.

Grandma dancing with Mason.


Mason dancing with strange boy. (Who he later decided to follow as the boy bolted into a large crowd of people, most likely in an attempt to escape the creepy kitties.)

The crew. Partridge Family style.

Mason at the Condo. He loved playing on the steps that drop into the living room. I mean he spent hours on those things.

(Not pictured here is my "spa day" where my mom treated Shay and I to pedicures. Afterwhich I had my hair cut and Shay gave me a to-die-for facial at her spa. I mean really...she's good.) Thanks Mom and Shay!

Sedona! (This picture was taken just moments before Mason peed through his diaper and all over Shay. This was the second time she'd been peed on in a 24 hour period. Only the first time was by a smaller, slightly furrier type mammal.)

This is the wind blown look.


Mason had a great time walking around the town.

Mason the brave.

Javelina. They must have heard my heart song.

This church was built right into the rock. Very cool.

Walk way up to the church.

This house was ginormo. People were taking more pictures of it then they were of the church. We later found out that its to be Nicolas Cage's desert home.

The woman who made the trip possible. Thanks Mom!


So ends another awesome trip to the great state of Arizona. We miss the warm weather and beautiful scenery, but mostly we miss the company. Thanks guys for a great week!

One Year Ago...

One year ago this week I was ready to burst...

and one year ago today we fell in love...

Because one year ago today we met him...

and since then we have decided that he is the most amazing thing that has ever happened to us. We love you Mason!

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I've Got It Good

I came home from spending a week in the Arizona sun (post to come) to these:

Does it get any better than that?

Uno Year-o

I have lots to post about after my trip to Arizona...but I am tired and therefore will put it off for another day. But I had to say this. My baby turns one tomorrow and I can't believe how fast this past year has flown by. I know most moms say the same thing...but seriously. Turbo speed. He is the joy in our lives and I can't even express how wonderful he is. So here's to you Mase-Man. Although he can't read, I'm sure he will appreciate this. Mama and Daddy love you!

Arizona Here I Come...

...and I can't get this song out of my head. The Pixies are one of Nic and my favorite bands, and this song reminds me of the good times we have spent in the magical mountain deserts of Arizona. Nic thinks that if I sing it out in the desert this week I will be able to call all the javelina to me. We'll see. We will see.

P.S. I also keep singing "Cactus" by the Pixies. If you are a Pixies fan, get out your album and enjoy.

Bangs

So I'm considering cutting bangs. Real bangs.

Not quite like this.

Or this really.

But more like this.

I talked to my sister about it and found out that she just recently cut bangs herself. (She is the one on the right. With the bangs). I think they look really cute on her.

So yeah. I'm considering it. I'm going to Phoenix on Saturday (to visit my mom and sister) and so I'll probably cut them then. If anyone has a strong opinion on the matter (i.e. "Don't do it Meagan, it will make your face look puffy", or "I have been dreaming that you would cut bangs for quite some time now, and I'm just glad my dreams are finally coming true") please speak now or forever hold your peace. I'll do my best to consider your feelings on the matter.

Portrait of my Almost One-Year-Old

Scratch on the chin from falling outside: 0 tears

Bruise across the cheek for biffing it against a shelf: a few tears.

Rug-burn on his chin from falling and/or dragging his face on the ground: lots of giggles.

Trying to get him to hold still so I can take a picture of the bruise on his forehead for my blog: lots of blurry pictures.

Finally getting this ragamuffin to sit long enough to get a picture of him: priceless.

P.S. And you wonder why the poor guy has so many injuries.

Gonna be a Socca Playa!

I am still working on putting a video of Mason's dance moves on here. The problem is that I have over an hour worth of footage...so I need to do some editing. It should be worthwhile once I get around to doing it. In the meantime, here is a video from last week.

Mason loves his ball. It was his first word other than "mama" and "dada". He loves to kick it around the house...especially when Nic kicks it with him. This video should also showcase his walking skills for all you grandparent's out there who haven't seen him walk yet! Enjoy! (Its kind of long, but I didn't have time/the desire to edit it today. And I wanted to post it today)

Fun and Not So Fun...

Fun:

• Going to visit my dear friend Deb's parents in Rehoboth Beach, Delaware.
• Awesome 60 degree weather while we were there.
• Relaxing, playing Dominos, eating yummy chocolate cake.
• Taking Mason to the beach for the first time.






• Taking Mason's shoes off and letting him walk all over the beach (he loved it).











• Trying to keep Mason from running into the ocean.





• Letting Mason put his feet in the Atlantic Ocean. (brrr!)





• Watching Mason try to catch the seagulls. (Have I mentioned how fun he is?)

• Spending some quality time with Deb and meeting her awesome parents.

Not-So-Fun: (Sorry, no pictures. Although I think we considered it at one point, but decided we didn't need pictures for the following events to be burned in our memory forever.)

• Diaper blow-outs on the beach.
• Deb getting sick before we leave, and being sick the whole way home.
• Getting poop on my shirt. (So much poop in my blog posts as of late).
• Changing Mason's completely blown-out diaper at a rest stop without a changing table.
• Mason throwing up several times in his carseat on the way home.
• Removing everything from the car in the dark parking lot of a Tweeter store in an effort to clean up the mess.
• Sopping up vomit out of the carseat with clothing from my suitcase.
• Throwing up myself on the side of the road.
• 3 hour trip home becoming closer to a 6 hour trip.
• Bringing home the disease to both Nic and Deb's husband Dave. (I'm sorry!)

It was an adventure we will not likely soon forget. Honestly though...it was worth it. Thanks Deb for a fun get-a-way!