it must have been ol' santy claus...

happy ho! ho! ho! to you

xoxo.

on the road again!

so three/four weeks later, you finally get another picture....due to the usual busy holiday routine. dead batteries in the camera. finally go to store and get new batteries. dead batteries in the tv remote. switch batteries from camera to remote. priorities, right?

we're leaving for yorktown and lynchburg tomorrow a.m. we'll be the ones packed in the wagon with the 2 yellow dogs looking out the back window. honk! if you love road trips.

here's the 2006 baby of the year with an old harrod's 2002 bear of the year. enjoy! we apologize for the fuzziness.

red hat society

davis has officially been inducted into Atlanta's red hat society on the twenty-fourth day of november, two thousand and six at the original varsity on north and spring. he even passed the frosted orange taste test!

hoop dreams and a big tv

davis saw his biggest tv this weekend. we drove to chapel hill to see the tarheels run laps around gardner-webb. not that we thought gwu would win. but we knew it would be our best chance to get tickets to a game inside the "dean dome." davis enjoyed watching the huge jumbotrons. he was a great sport. he stayed awake the entire game, even standing on our laps most of the time! he liked watching the game on the court and listening to the band in the section right next to us. but I think his most favorite part was the jumbotrons. he may even have been thinking, "now that's a tv!" grandaddy bill and uncle cricket will be so proud to know that davis has already started studying the game and paying close attention to sports.

we finished off the day with his first college tour where he liked looking at the bell tower, but fell asleep by the time we reach the well for a photo op. on our way back home, we stopped in to meet tom, lizzy and farley-dog. but davis was so tired by then he zoned out during most of the visit. or maybe he's just a bit shy already.

we're off to atlanta for thanksgiving this week. where there will be many granmoms waiting to get their hands on a baby. we hope your holiday is filled with much joy and happy times. and we give thanks for great friends like you.

one happy fan.

i'm with the band.

the velveteen pumpkin

well that's about all! .....all the photos & costumes from davis' 1st halloween : ) as you can see he was all about the treats for the occasion. he is so excited about that chocolate bar and he doesn't even know why yet! i assume its because the wrapper crinkles. and anything that makes little noises is fun to him. he enjoys going to the doctor because they lay out a whole role of paper for him on the examination table. yay! what fun! i get to kick the paper and crinkle it up for a $15 a visit. after 4 visits within the last month, that is one expensive roll of tissue paper.

it's hard to believe that it was just one year ago that we first learned about davis and his upcoming arrival into our lives. it's amazing how much your life can change in 12 short months. (although, THANKFULLY, those 7 long months of nausea & morning sickness seem very distant now.) this time last year, we first saw davis about the size of a grain of rice on a black and white screen. and now, he's a vibrant, vocal and sweet 17.5 lb pumpkin. looking around our house, there are piles of folded baby clothes and more in baskets waiting to be folded, super-sized bulk cans of formula, pacifiers on every table & countertop, a sink full of bottles, bibs here & there, mickey mouse clubhouse on the tv, swings, seats, rattles, lotions, creams and..........well, we wouldn't have it any other way.

doesn't it make you want another one? nope. not quite yet. besides, i've got more spoiling to do on this one.

un leon mas feroz

a most fierce lion - or.....maybe not. in fact, it's just the opposite. instead of the fear of a lion wanting to eat you, how can one resist wanting to just eat up this little cutie? davis has even been working on his rrr' sounds in hopes to have a loud ROAR... one day. that, and the desire to be like his mama and perfect the rrrrroll of the spanish tongue. -ha ha- but he has mastered the soft "a" sound like you would say for the doctor when he checks your throat. so eloquent, that child.

and tonight, davis made zach & i the most proud parents ever. he was the absolute best-behaved, most-lovable and easy-going baby! no fussing. no flinching. no squealing, squalling, squinting or even sour looks. just an alert, calm, happy boy. he even went in and out of cat, uhumm - excuse me, "lion cub naps" without a peep. we went to visit with friends for Halloween, trick or treating, passing out candy, jumping out of bushes to scare little kids coming up the walk (how cruel - adults behaving badly.) and late night munchies. the other parents were praising davis about how well adjusted and well behaved he was. as if zach and i really had anything to do with that. it truly is a matter of luck and today our number was called. all i can say is thank you, davis! for making us look like we know what we're doing. we sure fooled them!

boo. quack. aww.

has it really been that long since we posted anything? just today i was thinking how fast time is flying by. i mean, really, two more days until november. two more months until 2007. it will no longer be davis' year that he was born. the year of the dog. on a chinese calendar of course. how appropriate. "the year of the dog." or as i'm sure darby and rio would like to think..."the year of the dogs." thank goodness 2006 wasn't the year of the snake, or worse, the rat. ick.

well, i squeaked by five months of having a child who didn't spit up too badly. until tonight. the glamour of being a mom just got knocked down another couple notches. mom glamour? obviously, that's a joke. my daily hairstyle is wash, blow dry and ponytail. shoot, some days it's straight from wash to ponytail. the blow drying part is a luxury. even makeup doesn't get applied until after we have made the drop-off at daycare. anyway, tonight davis and i cozied up for his last bottle before bedtime. everything was great as usual until this hacking cough came from deep down inside. hack. hack. hack. and up it came. the biggest formula based lugey ever. right into my lap of nice clean pajamas. so what did i do? i waited. i just quietly sat there for a moment for the grossness to sink into my clothes and the realization of one, make that two, more things to clean up to sink in to my head. there was not a burpcloth or towel within arm's reach. and i knew if i stood up too quickly, the spit up would run off me and davis, and then i would have to clean the rug and the furniture of this goo also. so in my most un-glamourous moment yet, davis and i looked at each other in question. he questioned if i was going to do something about the mess and clean us both up. and i wondered if there was perhaps a second round of projectile white slime coming my way.

despite the 1% of the time (as mentioned above) that davis is being a gross boy, he is all snuggly soft and sweet the other 99% of the time. he loves to melt into you when you hold him. that makes it so hard to sit him down and not hold him all. the. time. not to mention that you're trying to make up for the nine hours lost to daycare. (which he loves! we are so blessed to have such great people caring for him during the day.) still, i wish i could put a scratch n' sniff button on your screen so you too could smell his sweetness, or even feel his soft huggable-ness and warm bundle of love.

a duck in a chair

davis hasn't taken to sucking a thumb, he's taken to sucking a finger. and what a fat lil' finger that little morsel is.