Happy Halloween!

I really thought the title of this post would be: All Dressed Up and No Place to Go! Luckily things changed this week. But then, Jeremy found out around noon on Thursday that he would be leaving for Minnesota after work (and returning very late Friday night). So Holden and I were on our own for Halloween. We had already been making some plans with friends, but Jeremy was part of those plans. And quite frankly, I was really disappointed that Jeremy would be missing Holden’s first Halloween. I mean, I know this would be the ideal Halloween for Jeremy to miss, if he had to miss one. I knew that Holden would be very uneventful and never remember it. But still, it was his first. Jeremy finished up in Minnesota early Friday morning and began the whole trying to fly standby bit. He did make it home at 7:30pm. By that time Holden and I had made a trip around the neighborhood with some friends, while the walking kids went door to door. Holden slept the first half in his stroller. Once he woke, I put him in his costume. Ooops! It was about 5 inches too short! It was one of those bunting costumes, so his legs were all bunched up inside. I put him in it about a month ago and it fit, perfectly. So I knew it might be a little small in the length. But it was ridiculously small. But he still looked cute. Check out our little jester for yourself.
Jeremy called at 7:30 and he had landed and was on his way home. We met him for dinner at Chili’s and then the 3 of us headed back home. I am thoroughly enjoying this age right now with Holden. But I am fully aware that these fun little events will be much more fun in future years.
so excited to see daddy back home! (though the face doesn't really show it)

Brushin' those teef

Yep, we are already brushing. I actually decided to start it today. He seems to really enjoy having his teefies brushed. That’s what we call em – teefies. I noticed yesterday that Holden had a 3rd tooth coming through. It is another bottom tooth, right next to the first 2. I didn’t put him in a headlock this time for a picture. Sorry, you’ll just have to trust me on this one. So the third tooth has broken through and I declare it time to brush the teefies.

3 Amigos

This is Holden and Jeremy having some playtime after work one day. Of course Abbie wanted to get in on the action. (She thinks she is too fancy to sit on cold floors and must be on Holden's pallet, no matter how often I boot her off.) Have I mentioned that Jeremy is a great daddy? Well, he is.

Rough Naptime

Last week I heard a little fussing during one of Holden's afternoon naps. I let him fuss and within a few minutes he was quiet again. I went in to check on him once I was pretty confident he was sound asleep. This is what I found:
I always put him on his tummy for naps, but I guess he just couldn't get comfortable. But this just DOES NOT look so comfy to me.

Silly Face

Holden has a new expression that we get to see much of these days. I’m not really sure if he is biting on that bottom lip to soothe those top gums or if he is just being silly. But it sure make us laugh.

A thought from Beth

I am in my last week of my Beth Moore bible study, Stepping Up. To be honest, it hasn’t been my most favorite of her studies. But still, lots of wisdom I am taking with me from this study. And so today I read:
“He’s [God] answered you above and beyond what you asked on some of the requests you assumed He answered negatively. If time and opportunity have passed, we assume God said no. Sometimes we’re right. Sometimes we’re wrong. Our finite minds simply cannot grasp God’s infinite ways of answering prayer. You have no idea how many times you’ve prayed and God answered affirmatively but is awaiting the proper time for its revelation.”
You know what this makes me think of . . . of course, my Holden. Holden is without a doubt, above and beyond what I was praying for, during my time of fertility struggles. Will I associate everything to my infertility and adoption experience for the rest of my life? Quite possibly. :)

Baby it’s cold outside!

The cold front blew in today. And who knows if this is truly the beginnings of our winter. It could be back in the 70s next week. I love the changing of the seasons. And I do enjoy that I live in a place where I get to experience it all. Hot hot summers. And cold, often snowy, icey, fireplace-goin' winters. And then the nice, yet sometimes fleeting, times in between . . . spring and fall. Jeremy HATES the cold and kind of made a growling noise as I informed him yesterday evening of what I had heard earlier by the trusty weather man – “Enjoy your last day fair of weather. Tomorrow the temps will drop.” Well, sure enough, yesterday was fair and today was frightfully cold. Well, maybe not frightfully. Last I checked this evening it was 51 degrees, but with the wind, that can be frightful. Holden enjoyed bundling up for the cold today. (You knew I had to get a cute picture in, right?)