Our fun in the tub 

Deagan bracing for impact of sissy's kisses 

Gimme a ((HUG)) 

Olivia's newest trick is hitching and ride on the back of Deagan's walker, and the amazing thing is that he can actually pull her around! 

He looks like he's about three! 

Hmm, I wonder what mischief I can cook up next

Little merry homemaker with her New kitchen 

Poor Wittle Wizard

Another joy of being a military wife that lives in the south- LIZARDS in your house!
Perhaps when we installed the doggy door out back we forgot about our curious cat. One severe downfall is that we cannot keep her from going out, nor can we keep her from bringing things in!
This afternoon, I was getting Olivia ready for her nap and I turned the corner to the hallway just in time to see Marley coming at me with something in her mouth. (never a good sign, she's a cat- it'll never be dead, always alive as her pet). Low and behold there were two tiny feet and one long tail dangling out of her mouth!!!!! EEEeeeeeeeeeeeeeek! She freaks, drops it and it runs down the hallway and under the couch. I swear Olivia jumped up to the ceiling fan and held on for dear life. So here I am panicking once again (lets all fondly remember the tarantula story) thinking what the hell am I going to do now. And a few obscenities. So I run to the kitchen, grab a ziploc container to trap it with and a pair of tongs for good measure- since I know damn well I'm not touching it. I pull the couch out and he's just sitting there staring at me, shaking. I throw the box over him, use a magazine to shuffle it under the box and carry him to the door. Then I throw it ALL out the door. (and the neighbor guy was standing on his lawn watching the whole thing, laughing at me wondering what the hell I was doing!)
So we were safe. Olivia stood at the door watching this poor battered and beaten lizard who wouldn't move, or couldn't move I wasn't sure. And she kept saying, "Poor wittle wizard, he wost his mommy....I think he should go to his grandma's so he feels better, Poor wittle guy!" And he sat there for about 20 minutes before he moved. So we sat there for 20 mins watching him not move.
Great fun at the Carter family house!

Olivia watching the lizard outside. Notice the ziploc container and magazine used for his deportation. 

The poor, poor lizard guy- TRAPPED, but not eaten! 

Deagan at six months. I just can't seem to get him to smile... 

Napping is so much better when you get to do it on mommy's bed;) 

I like to call this the baby taco. Actually he's watching TV upsidedown while mowing on his toes:) 

Teething is a bummer! 

"Momma please don't take my picture anymore!" 

I call this one "wonder boy"  

Happy Half Birthday Deagan!

First, let me start off by saying holy cow I can't believe that our boy is already a half year old! It goes so fast. And our lives have been in a tailspin since his birth, I still don't feel grounded. Things have been all over the place and I just plain lost track of time! I still don't even feel settled in our house yet! And my mind is always a few steps ahead thinking of when we might move again, so I consciously don't let myself get settled...and that's terrible! I think out of all of us, Olivia is the one who feels most grounded. She has her school, her classes, and her best friend back. Not to mention plans of grandparents coming down, so she feels pretty good about her life. If only we could get her daddy home faster! I'm very thankful that she is so young and she isn't too affected by anything. And Deagan, well he doesn't know any different! He thinks life revolves around long car trips and getting poked and prodded by the doctor all the time!

On a totally positive note, he had his six month check-up today. He's finally getting back on the growth charts and into normal percentages. He's still 20# 2 oz, but that might be due to his week long hunger strike last week...I think due to teething, but he just plain wouldn't eat. He might have been trying to lose a little weight or something..HAHAHA! Anyway, so he's 90th % for weight.

sidebar- For you non-baby folk, 90th percentile means that out of 100% of the babies his age, only 10% weigh more than him.

And he's a shorty too. He's only 26 1/2 in tall and in the 50%. So I guess he's right on target for height- he just likes to grow out right now, not up.

The funny thing is that he is in the 148th percentile for head circumference. WOAH! He skyrocket off the charts, yet again. Silly little man, but he's so gosh darn cute with that huge man head:)

The best news of all is that his month and a half long double ear infection has FINALLY come to an end! He took his last three week treatment and it did the trick:) I was so happy to hear that we didn't have to mess with that again!

Now if we could only get his reflux to go away and teething to pass so that we (I) can get a full night's sleep...PLeeeease!

:)

Today Olivia went to see her very first movie in a movie theater. She had a great time!!!! We went with the Dick Family and sat in the front (of the stadium seating part). The girls had fun dancing around to the music. It was a really cute movie. For the most part it held their attention. But the best part was that SHE loved it:) 

Our picnic at the park. And Deagan falling back yelling, "save me sissy quick!" 

Do you like my block? It's really yummy!