Age: 10 months
Weight: I can’t remember
Baby, Sissy, Little girl, Lucy, Princess, Pumpkin, Cuddle Bug
Foods: She has moved on to finger foods! She still takes formula with her meals, but for breakfast, lunch, and dinner, she is eating regular foods. (I still haven’t given her eggs. I’m nervous!) So far she is doing great with her food and eats just about anything you set in front of her.
Development: She can shake her head no at you, climb, crawl, pull herself up, clap, and tries to stand on her own.
Her personality: Rori has been growing in to herself, expressing her independence, facial expressions (her favorite expression is what I call the bunny nose), playing with toys, etc. She is still my laid back little baby who sleeps like a champ. I often say that I need just one more baby that’s just like her.
She loves to cuddle with me and will often fall asleep lying on me…which I totally love. Makes my heart pitter patter. 🙂
Rori is our last child, so I’ve been savoring every moment of her being my sweet baby. I sometimes think God got the teen years and the baby years backwards.
In my eyes, the baby stage should last for years, while the teenage stage should only last one year. Sounds better to me!
and ten videos, but I narrowed it down for everyone! Could you imagine
if I posted all of those pictures???? You would probably break your
finger from scrolling.
although we would love to have one more. (Trust me when I say that I
probably just shocked the pants off of everyone who has known us for the
past ten years by saying we would love to have more.)
At first, I thought this trip was doomed. Mainly because our overnight trip to Asheville, was the stuff my nightmares are made of. I let the experiences there set my expectations for our trip this week to Myrtle Beach.
, at first, it appeared like things were starting off just the same.
We packed our car up, Griswold style, and hit the road.
The rest of the day went a little something like this.
Rori wailed, the entire drive, and
we get lost, twice. (No fancy GPS for us. We roll old school around here, lol)
When we arrive at the hotel, 4 hours later, the gentleman kindly tells me our room will not be ready for another
The hotel offered zero parking and make its guests park a few buildings down.
Oh! There was also a crotch rocket rally being held on Memorial weekend causing us to be surrounded by a very, very, rowdy crowd. Even the hotel employees were counting down the days until the rally was over.
“Just one more day…” the housekeeper told me.
Three miserable hours later, we grab a hotel dolly, cross the busy street, down the sidewalk, and up a hill to the car and load it up to the top. My husband was in charge of getting the dolly across the street and into our room, while my job was to safely cross the street with three kids.
However, we didn’t account for the bump in the road, sending two of the frozen meals I had prepared in aluminum baking dishes,
flying through the air and onto the street corner
Bubba scrambles to save what is left and made a flying leap to the sidewalk just before the herd of crotch rockets hit him.
Relieved to be in the room and settling in, we all dress in our swim suits and head to the beach, where Bubba and I try to corral two crying toddlers running in opposite directions across the beach. During this time, I get
pinched by a CRAB
! If you follow me on
, then you probably saw the delightful image of my pinched foot. And if you’re wondering, it hurt! hahaha! Bubba tells me this sort of stuff can only happen to me, lol. 🙂 (Thanks hun.)
Even after all of that, the trip was awesome, and I will be documenting it here over the next week. As for the rest of that first day, the motorcycle crowd & staff were very polite to us and held the doors open for our brood. Others welcomed us with smiles and
. The waves and weather were picture perfect, and after the initial first few hours there, everything straightened out, kids slept like champs, and we all had a memorable vacation. In fact, we didn’t want to leave! I think we could have stayed there for the rest of the summer.
Wouldn’t that be a dream come true?!
Until next time!
My very small moment…in my long day…after exploring the beautiful city of Asheville. A moment of rest.
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The story of my life in 250 words or less…
Born on November 2, 1981, I was raised in north Texas in a single parent household. It was a lifestyle where the whole family: aunts, uncles, cousins, and grandparents lived next door to one another. I believe their mantra is: If you’re born here, you stay here. Not really, but it seems that way. I do think this lack of change in my youth has made me run after change as an adult. Nearly my entire life I daydreamed of moving out of Texas. At the age of nineteen I became a single mother to a boy, raising him while I went to college until he was three. At twenty-three I met and married my husband. Since then, we have lived in four different states and added two more children to our lives. I’ve also become a published author, making my childhood dream come true! Currently we live in North Carolina while my husband finishes his engineering degree. We love where we are in life and count each precious moment as a true blessing from God.
174 words! I was going to put a few more goofy pictures from back in the day, but they are in a ziplock bag, inside a tote, that is in the shed, with more totes stacked on top…annnnnnnd I felt it would have been a waste of my time to go through all of that, haha. 🙂
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