A blog for Maddux: A little late, just like you. : March 2014

Happy First Opening Day!

You will find that the whole city shuts down every year on this most glorious of days. It doesn't really shut down, but it should. The Cincinnati Redleg's are a historical team and this day holds a lot of significance for our beloved City. We are the home of the first franchise and we commemorate each year with parades and festivities that extend many city blocks. The Red's are the only team who can claim we always start our baseball season at home. We used to be the first pitch each season of MLB to start the season, but that isn't the case anymore.
I dressed you for day, but cannot wait until we can actually attend the parade with you! We should have gone this year. The best weather since 2005 for Opening Day in Cincy. And after this ridiculous cold winter and the surrounding days calling for rain this would have been a great day to get out. I have been to over 20 Opening Days, even one while I was pregnant with you. It is one of my most favorite days and an honor to be able to attend.

I snapped a few pictures of you this morning, but I will take some better ones when I get home. You didn't even have your socks on in these!

Here are some shots of our festivities around town:

I'm how old?!

Well this calls for a celebration!

Happy Six Months Maddux! I cannot believe we have had the pleasure of being your parents for 6 months. I am actually a little teary eyed just typing the words six months. Since I probably can't blame it on hormones anymore, it must mean being a mom has made me an emotional mess.

Enough of my sappiness- let's get to the main event: YOU.

Things you love:

Food. This shouldn't come as a shock since you weighed in at a whopping 19 lbs 12 oz at your six month appointment. For some perspective, I know one year old babies that weigh in just over 20 lbs.

Murphy. Hey, I don't blame you for the fit of giggles that ensues every time he is around. He looks like a Muppet Baby and they have built an empire on entertaining kids for decades. You grab his hair, poke his eyes, and try to eat his ears. He takes it pretty well except the occasional move for my attention by sitting on you. I guess he thinks if I can't see you, and he is closer, I will play with him instead.

Muppet Dog Vs. Murphy

Your Bouncer. You go crazy in this contraption. I wouldn't be surprised if you bounced right out of the darn thing. You have actually worn yourself out to the point of falling asleep in it once.

New Tricks. You have conquered rolling from your back to your tummy like a boss. Then you are stuck. We are working with you to get the other half of the motion down (tummy to back), although I must say once you figure it out we are in trouble. Break out the bubble wrap and soft edge corners because you will be on the move.

Go Fish. This is a game you and your dad play with you pacifier. He dangles it over your head like a worm on a hook, and you open your mouth like you are coming in for the bait. You find this as entertaining as peek a boo. Which brings me to your next love.

Your dad. You light up when he walks into the room. Your head is on a swivel when he is around. You must know where he is at all times and once you make eye contact you get a big ole slobbery grin. It warms my heart and I am not at all jealous. (that was convincing right?).

You are a daddy's boy.

Things you dislike (a lot):

Sleep. You fight it until you can't take it anymore. You also must have your buddy Mr. E (the elephant lovey) within reach, but preferably over your head so that it looks like you are suffocating yourself.

Sitting. Well you don't hate sitting, you hate the fact that you can't sit up on your own.Try as you might, you just aren't there yet (and I am fairly certain your big ole noggin is weighing you down). Instead of episodes of Peppa Pig, I will throw in P90X: Ab Ripper and see if you can't learn a thing or two from Tony Horton on strengthening your core.

Puffs. Who would have thought we could put anything near your mouth that you wouldn't try to inhale? Things you have inhaled to date: my hair, Murphy's hair, your feet, plastic and plush toys, your hands, carpet, blankets, prunes, squash, bananas...let's just say baby food in general gets you excited enough to lunge out of your bumbo at us begging for more. Knowing your passion for food I thought I would get you a treat for your 6 month birthday.

A treat for me? Are you serious Clark?

Since you are to young to enjoy cake I settled on puff flavored snacks. I even went as far as to get you 2 flavors to double the fun. I tried them before giving them over, more for safety reasons, but a little out of curiosity and they were quite delicious. So imagine my surprise when you didn't care for either flavor of puffs! I mean you eat something as terrible as squash and carrots, but refuse the delicious Apple Banana treat?! I have been on the receiving end of a catapulting spoonful of carrots and happened to get a taste, let's just say I was not a fan. Something just isn't right with you kid. But it made for entertaining faces and sounds for your dad and I who may have continued stuff them in your face just for the reactions.

And Go.

Ok- Patiently Waiting for these treats you promised.

Psh- You call these treats? I was thinking more along the lines of chocolate or ice cream.

Oh- I see. So you really thought these would be good and are expecting me to eat them - clearly as evidenced by your hand shoveling them into my mouth..