Birdie

Apparently Mason isn't a huge fan of the bottle.



Let's take a closer look at that.

Eat your heart out

Mason will be two weeks old tomorrow - the days have been flying by. It feels like I was pregnant for three years but now the time is passing too quickly. He is just a perfect baby. He never fusses unless he's hungry and even then we can't get over how cute he is. Being a parent is so much better than I anticipated. It doesn't hurt that I got this smiley little guy.

Addition

Introducing...

7 pounds 13 ounces . 18 1/2 inches

Born 7:57 AM on Sunday, July 12, 2009

Mason Timothy Arbon

 

Blah de Blah

Been a while since I updated. Mostly because I never have my camera and there is nothing worse than a picture-less post. Our anniversary was June 17 bringing the running total to 4 YEARS of marriage. I love it. Here is the quintessential wedding picture.



We also had Father’s Day. I couldn’t decide whether or not Tim counted as a father yet, so I didn’t get him anything. My family all had a BBQ and went to a Raptor’s game last night for for my papy's Father’s Day. It was actually pretty fun – a perfect night for baseball.



Before our anniversary, Tim and I got tickets to go to Joel McHale! YAY! We love watching The Soup. We got tickets with our friends Steve and Dana but Steve was in Dallas for school so Dana's friend Laurie came along. It was so fun. The opening gay was lame, and Joel was kind of only funny because he’s Joel, but I loved it.



Yesterday I scheduled a C-section for July 12 because the little guy is still breech. Unless he decides to make an appearance before then, we only have a couple more weeks! Other than that the summer has been kind of slow. I’m a buzz kill lately - can’t really do much of anything.

Also...

We were babysitting Tim's niece and nephew a few weeks ago and decided to check out Tim's skating skills. I am always telling people that Tim has an unhealthy paranoia about our dog Casper - he has to know where the dog is at all times. Some people may not have believed me. This was right as we started…

Casper, Mostly

Poor Casper. We let our neighbors (who he LOVES) take him on a walk a couple of weeks ago and another neighbor kid accidently stepped on his foot. It broke one of his nails as it was ripped from his paw. We took him to the vet who kept him overnight to perform surgery. He came home the next morning a very pouty tripod. It took him about a week to start using that leg again, and if it hadn't been so sad, it would have been pretty funny.
 

Also, Tim ordered this enourmous $15, 1.5 pound burger at Iron Gate Grill the other day. His reaction after downing the entire thing? "I was hoping it would be bigger."