Saturday, December 29, 2007

Andrew's First Ouchie

Yes, I'm doing two postings in less than 24 hours! Told you I was going to catch up! Well...um...actually, I am hoping you will read this one quickly, then your horror will subside when you see the next one with joyous pictures from our first Christmas. Then, by the time you log off, I won't seem like such a bad Mom.
Okay, honestly, it wasn' t that traumatic. But this happened when I was in the room, practically right beside him...and anytime you see blood coming from your child - especially for the first time - even if its only a little tiny bit, well, you might need a glass of wine at the end of the evening - which I did have last night when I first started this post. (I didn't post it last night because I lost my wireless connection - ah, the joys of technology.)
Yesterday I was cleaning the nursery, and I had Andrew in there with me. He's pretty adventurous and really likes to explore right now, so I let him crawl around on the floor and play with his toys - or with the clean laundry, whichever he was happiest with - LOL! The door was closed because I didn't want him to crawl out to the landing and fall down the stairs. (We don't really spend that much time upstairs, so I only have a gate at the bottom of the steps, not the top - at least for now.) Anyway, Andrew thinks closed doors are very funny, so he was standing up at the door, banging on it with the palms of his hands. I had my back turned, putting clothes in the closet or something, when I heard a thump then a wail. I could tell by the way he cried that it must have really hurt, so I look at his face, and sure enough there was what I thought was a blood blister on his right brow bone. I realized in about a second that it was not a blister, but a cut. He had fallen and gashed his eyebrow on the hinge of the closed door. I never would have thought about the door hinges...did I not read all the safety information I could get my hands on? Sheesh. So I cleaned it up, and it looked kinda deep, so I took him down to show Phil. Butterfly bandages were too big, so we ended up putting some of that liquid band-aid stuff on it (after a special trip to Walgreens). we put him to bed bed last night with some Neosporin and a Band-Aid covering it. The bump and bruise are bad enough - we are just hoping it doesn't leave a scar. Anyone have advice on preventing scarring?

Well, as you can see, he is still his normal happy self. He didn't even realize there was a band-aid on his face before he went to bed. More upseting for Mommy than baby...isn't that always the way it goes?

Andrew's Christmas Gallery

Here are more favorites from Andrew's first Christmas!


Learning to share already! (Right?)


GO BUCKS!

Is this one for me?


Taking after Papaw?
(Okay, not a Christmas gift, but stil a favorite toy. He can't make it go, but loves to be pushed around...doesn't he look so big?)


After all that, his favorite thing...a box lid. Go figure.
HAPPY NEW YEAR!

Tuesday, December 25, 2007

MERRY CHRISTMAS

Andrew's first Christmas gift - a Radio Flyer pony from Grandma and Grandpa Derr!
What a very special holiday it has been for us!
As a music teacher, the madness begins for me pretty early on. Since the end of October I have been teaching and rehearsing with my kids at school. Building sets, making costumes and arranging all the details for my holiday program. Despite the madness, it always turns out great, and this year was no exception! In the in between times, I shop and bake and wrap...it gets very stressful at times - as I'm sure any wife and/or mother can relate to. At one point I was actually crying, because there were 20 people in my house and I just wasn't ready for them...but then we went to church and I remembered that no one cares if the food isn't perfectly presented or if there are still a bath toys in the upstairs bathroom and water on the floor. We celebrate together, because we share the greatest gift of all time. The love of God came down for us at Christmas, and THAT is why it is such a special time. As I look at my baby boy, I have an even better appreciation of what God has done. He sent his only Son - as a baby. No other way would show the wonder - the miracle - of such a precious gift. Andrew's first Christmas has been such a blessing. He is growing so fast and learning new "tricks" every day. He crawls all over the house, and even though he has a pile of new toys under the tree, all he wants to do is pull the brass cups out of the umbrella holder on the base of the coat rack and bang them on the tile in the entryway. He is so curious about everything he sees. This evening he actually climbed up about 6 steps on our stair case! I think he is just a few weeks away from walking - look out world!
If you regularly check this blog - bless you! I am off for three weeks, so I plan to do a little catching up...I'll try not to let you down!
Merry Christmas! My prayer is that all who read this know the wonder and miracle of God's love and see it everywhere you look today!

These are from Christmas morning. I especially love the on with the ball, because you can see his two little teeth if you look closely!