Me, Daddy and John Deere

Travis has been waiting forever to take his son for his first tractor ride. This weekend Travis's dream of sharing this adventure with his son came true. As I watched, a bit teary eyed, Travis bounded up the stairs and sat in the cab with Mason on his lap. I could tell Travis was nervous that when he started the tractor the noise might upset lil' Mason. Well, he shouldn't have worried. As soon as Mason saw the steering wheel he grabbed ahold and looked back at Travis as if to say let's go daddy!! Travis cranked it up and off they went. It was so fun seeing Father and Son together in a moment that was all their own. I think the last picture says it all! You can see pure joy on both of their faces! What a great day!

Tooth Fairy and First Aid

The Tooth Fairy has visited the inside of Mason's mouth! She has decided it's time he HAS a tooth! We are so excited, in fact a lot more excited than I think either of us thought we would be. We keep washing our hands over and over so we can stick our finger inside his mouth and feel that sharp little point. Mason is getting a bit weary of the constant attention. But we love it!!

Speaking of attention we sure did attract it last night at our CPR class. First, let me say, Travis and I are on total opposite ends of the universe when it comes to what's okay and what's not okay for little Mason, as far as safety goes. I'm very conservative and I worry a little too much (okay I worry all the freaking time) I would like to bundle him up in bubble wrap. Travis thinks it's time Mason learns how to juggle grenades.

So, I decided if we took CPR and First Aid from the Red Cross, maybe we could meet in the middle with help from an expert.

I was incorrect.

First, Travis informed me when class started that the only reason he was here was to support/help me because he was already certified. I cut my eyes at him, thinking he would be smiling at his joke. Well, he wasn't joking.

Well, we were learning how to do chest compressions on our dummy and Travis was not locking his hands together in the proper position. I took no pleasure whatsoever in pointing this out to him. He informed me again that he was here for me, that he ALREADY knew this and he was doing it correctly. Well, I did not want to make a scene (which we always seem to do) So I said quietly...Honey, really I think you need to lace your fingers together. Travis says back to me... nope I'm good. So I kinda get a little miffed that he's not following the rules, so I call the instructor over. She tells him the same thing and he proceeds to tell her, well it doesn't matter how you do it, you are still going to save a life. I almost fainted right then and there. She looked at him like he had grown a second head. I didn't know if I should laugh histaricaly or strangle him and then practice CPR for real, with my proper laced fingers technique of course. And yes, we caused a scene. Several fifteen year olds who were there training to become lifeguards have decided they will never get married.

Then we start learning infant CPR. This time Travis tells me I'm doing it wrong, I need to use my pointer finger and middle finger to do the two finger compressions. Well, I watched that video like a hawk and I told him very nicely, Honey I think you are supposed to use your middle finger and ring finger. To demonstrate, I proceeded to hold up my middle finger in front of his face. Well, I think the instructor (who had been keeping an eye on us ever since the first run in) saw me do that little signal to Travis. Fearing a fight, she ran over and quickly showed us the proper technique. I was correct, thank you very much. Travis again said well, it doesn't matter how you do it you'll still save a life.

Then it comes time to take the test to get our certification. Now, let me say there were probably 30 people in our class and Travis and I were the LAST to leave. That's because Travis ended up arguing with our instructor about a question that he felt was a trick and should be removed from the international book of Red Cross CPR test questions, because it wasn't fair. By this time I have crawled into the big Red Cross bag with all the other CPR dummies.

We FINALLY leave and as we are walking out Travis puts his arm around me and says...."Well honey, I hope you learned something."

Yep, I sure did.

To Grandma and Grandpa's House We Go!!

Tonight, Mason is all snug in his crib. We lowered the mattress tonight, because he is starting to pull up! It was kinda sad, because I thought well, that's just one more sign that he's growing up. He's already 7 months!! Where has the time gone? He loves to walk, while holding onto our hands and he is now "scooting" around when sitting up. He can turn in circles while on his tummy, but a forward motion "crawl" isn't quite happening yet. I'm in no rush. It'll happen when it happens. He smiles ALL the time now and just giggles. He invents a new sound nearly every day and it's hilarious to hear. He's now eating three meals a day. He loves his veggies and fruits. We have started on some finger foods, but he doesn't have any teeth, so again, not rushing anything,

We had a great trip to Atlanta this weekend. We were able to take Mason to visit both of his great-grandmothers. Mason was as always a joy. We were in the car for most of the day. He was so good and loved showing off his new "walking" skills to his great-grandma's. Of course, Travis and I left the camera at my Mom and Dad's house! So, I'm a little upset, but we bought a disposable one and I'm hoping we got some good shots.

We also got a chance to stop and see Mason's Uncle Alan and Zia Tracey. We had a nice visit with them, met Tracey's two adorable cats and got to see our nephew, Huen the super dog. We then traveled to the outlet mall and visited Carter's and Strausburg. We bought some super cute stuff for Mason. Travis even let me buy something that he thought was kinda sissy, but OMG it is the cutest thing EVER! I can't wait to take pictures of him in it!! Speaking of clothes, It's so hard finding cute boy stuff. I mean I could find something cute for a baby girl in a freaking vending machine, but boys stuff, Oh my lord. It's either so frilly or so covered with cheap looking patches of weird looking animals or stupid sayings. Drives me insane. It really does.

Anyway, we did find some cute stuff and then we headed back home for dinner. We were in the car all day, and he only started fussing at the end of the day. God loves this child. He is super amazing and it was so special to see him interact and be just adorable with his great-grandma's and his Uncle and Zia. It was a nice trip!!

Here are some new pictures of Mason at our house with Mom and Dad and from our visit in Atlanta, when we did have the camera!!