Perhaps I Should Tackle This Today...

Just looking at this mountain makes me tired.  Ugh.  The last two nights I've dug into Parker's future clothes bins to pull out way-too-big-pajamas because he hasn't had any clean ones.  Ok, it's time. 

Babysitting Swap

We started doing a babysitting swap once a month with two other families that live in our apartment complex.  They each have one baby around Parker's age and they all play pretty well together.  This was our month to watch all the kids and Parker wanted to make sure they felt welcome in our home- hugs all around!

 

Splashing in the Water Feature

Paul and I had a disagreement when we first moved into our apartment about how I wanted to decorate our bedroom.  We compromised and decided that I could do whatever I wanted to the inside of our apartment if Paul could have free rein over our patio area.  Since then he has been busy at work perfecting his putting green.  I think he wants to have a grand reveal once its complete, so I'll just show a small portion.  Parker loooooves the water feature, especially after it has rained. I found out about this love the hard way (Paul was the one outside with Parker taking the pictures), when I discovered soggy footprints all over our apartment. 

 

Newport Boat Parade

One of the blessings of living near the beach: the Christmas boat parade in Newport Beach.  This was incredible and probably my most favorite activity of the Christmas season.  People spend thousands of dollars decorating their boats and then drive them parade-style through the harbor.  Some of the boats had live bands and swing dancers.  We sat in a park area near the end of the route, before the boats turned around.  This was also the choice spot of the booze cruise boats. I wish we had a better camera to document the awesomeness, but these will have to do:

Wrapping Presents

I kept telling myself that I should put the wrapping paper away, but I still had a few presents to wrap and thought that I could get to them before Parker became interested in the paper.  When I walked into our bedroom Parker had already unwrapped one of his gifts and was trying to figure out how to wrap himself. What a good helper!                

We're Gonna Make It

Parker has been sick for the last four weeks and is finally better.  It was just a runny nose for two weeks and then he started getting a fever and a severe cough; he'd cough so hard he'd throw up.  :(  In the last two weeks, I think we've watched the Winnie the Pooh movie thirty times... maybe more.  Parker is a snuggler, but the day that his fever peaked he hardly left my lap.  We knew he was really sick because he fell asleep on the couch watching his show, which hasn't happened since he was a newborn.  Sometimes he falls asleep in the car on long car rides, but other than that, he always falls asleep in his crib.  It was so cute that I had to take a picture.

Taking care of a sick kid is no fun, but it would have been alright if it was just him that got sick.  No such luck.  Paul got the flu, and then I caught a cold, which I'm just getting over.  I feel like we've been stuck inside for an eternity not wanting to pass our germs around- thank goodness it's almost over!

The last couple days Parker has been so happy and silly and giggly.  I'm so glad to have our fun little guy back.

Mischief Managed!

I'd say that our apartment is pretty well baby-proofed, with the obvious exception noted in the last post.  A friend that stayed with us awhile ago commented how good it was that we were keeping Parker safe.  Uh, yes, safe, that's it.  Riiiiiight.  Of course we keep doors that have chemicals, knives, etc. locked, but for the most part it's actually because it's much easier to keep things clean and organized that can't be accessed by toddler hands.

The lock on our refrigerator broke last week and it took Parker all of four hours to find out.  It's now his favorite place to play.  Many things have been pulled out and spilled out onto the floor and once he slipped in the juice of some peaches that spilled, which I thought would be a deterrent from further play, but he seems to have forgotten.

Sometimes he likes to try and close the door on himself and hide in the fridge.  He'll say "bye bye!" and then a moment later, "Boo!"  Other times he'll just sit on the shelf and tell himself a story.

He's going to be so sad once the new lock arrives in the mail.