Well Mosey is 19 months old. That's right, 19 months old! He is getting into ALL kinds of stuff. His newest trick is opening doors. He can open a door right up now with the greatest of ease. He has also gotten enough courage to climb off the bed (which is good and bad in itself because we don't always have to come get him down, but at the same time he can get down and get into stuff easier). And it's about time to start potty training, which is good and bad. I really hope it goes well for everybody. It's so sad to see him getting big and growing up.. He is a little boy now and not so much a baby anymore. He lights up our world though in a new way each and every day. He does little things all the time like say "hey" when he sees me or Jenny for the first time in a while. He blows kisses when he goes bye-bye and he ALWAYS waives goodbye. He is a sweet sweet boy and we're trying to enjoy him as much as possible while we can. :)

Test

So I am testing out mobile blogging on my blackberry. Mobile blogging will make it easier for me to post new posts to this blog anytime and anywhere I want. So I am simply posting a new pic of Moses to see what it looks like. Enjoy!
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A Day at the Park

Well, today we went to the park. We went to Lupi's Pizza and then to Coolidge Park to let Mosey play and so I could take some pictures for my Chattanooga Daily Photo blog which you can check out here at http://www.chattdailyphoto.blogspot.com/.  He had so much fun and so did we. We walked around all by the river and across the bridge. He loves taking his shoes off so he can feel the wind blow between his toes. We usually push him around in a little umbrella stroller so we can cover more ground, and when we find somewhere we want to stop and let him play we will just let him out. We got a lot of great pictures of him and a couple of me and Jenny. The most fun he had I think was when he rode carousel. That was actually his first time riding now that I think of it. You should have seen the look on his face when that thing came to life and all the animals started moving. He was in Heaven.

Poor Boy

Well, Moses got the stomach bug that's going around. The poor guy has been sick for about 4 days now. Luckily, he's feeling better today though, which I am very thankful for. He has had the whole nine yards, if you know what I mean. He fell asleep on Jenny last night when we were watching a movie and when he woke up his first words were "bite-bite!" So, we couldn't give him a full-fledge meal because it wouldn't sit well with his stomach, so we gave him some saltine crackers, which always seem to cure what's ailing the body. He's been a little sluggish today, but nothing major. He's slept most of the day, and now he's watching Yo Gabba Gabba, which some people think is an odd show, but I love it because it has the whole '80's feel to it and all. Jenny and I are the type of parents who like what we like and don't care much what people think about it. We want our kid(s) to be happy no matter what. We do have core values and religious beliefs, but outside that, we really want our kids to do whatever makes them happy. My son looooves Yo Gabba Gabba. His favorite one is Brobee, who is the little green one with the 3 red horns. And as you can imagine, a little green monster with 3 red horns doesn't sit well with people in the Bible belt. You can kinda tell the people who have a problem with it because every time we mention the show or when my son wears his Brobee shirt out some people are like,"that's....cute..." Oh well. I guess that's enough for one day. And, for whoever reads this, I plan on posting at least 3 blogs a week from now on, so please check back and feel free to comment whether positive or negative... Thanks!

One Funny Guy

So, our son Moses just turned 10 months old. WOW! I can't beleive it's been 10 months since we saw him for the first time. He has changed a million times since he was born, not just physically, but personality as well. He is so funny. Sometimes he can just give you a look and you know exactly what he is thinking. He loves to get into everything, which from what I've heard is pretty normal. He is jibbering now alot, and he'll let you know when he's needing something. When he's hungry he says "eat!" He still sleeps in the bed with us, which is awesome, and stressful at the same time. He loves to sleep right up against his mom, leaving her with about a foot on the very edge of our very roomy kingsize bed. I kind of like it, but sometimes feel that I'm sleeping alone. We put his bottle of milk on ice at night, to make sure it stays cold, and we always buy his food before we buy ours. We want to give him the life we didn't have, a life with parents that are still together when he graduates high school and college, and who will be there whenever he needs us, even if it's 3:00am. We want to buy him a car when he turns 16, that way he can focus on school instead of working to buy and pay for a car. He can have a job if he wants, if his grades are good enough. We will encourage him to follow his dreams wherever they lead him. We want him to play football or be a musician like his dad, or both if he wants, or neither. There is still a lot of time before our little Mosey is grown, but if that time goes by as fast as the past 10 months have, our boy will be grown way too soon.

Being a Kid

I remember when I was a kid. The long, boring days of playing outside in the hot summer and playing inside in the cold winter. It was me and my sis Nichelle. Whether it was me stripping her Barbie's or her making my Transformers fall in love we always knew how to stay intertained.
We lived in a modest house with my grandparents, Joan and Robert. We lived out in the country about fifteen minutes away from everything. We lived on about nine acres of land, so needless to say most of the time we were outside if the weather permitted. We would ride bikes, play in the dirt, find neat and interesting bugs, and other normal things children who lived in the country did.
On the weekends, my grandparents would take me and my sis to Chattanooga. We always had a ritual. We would go eat some fast food and then get some groceries, with the occasional stop to get a vanilla milk shake with a cherry on top if me and Nichelle were good (most of the time we weren't).
We were always at church every time the doors were open. We went to a small, country church about fifteen minutes away from our house (EVERYTHING was fifteen minutes away). The name of the church was Gobbler's Knob Church. Pretty funny name huh? Well, the funniest thing happened recently. Actually, it was this morning. I was watching the movie "Groundhog Day," with Bill Murray, and that darn town he got stuck in was named "Gobbler's Knob!" What are the odds? Anyway, back to childhood.
We would visit our mom every other weekend. It was nice, to get away, but looking back, we had much more fun out in the country with our bugs, dirt, and Transformer/Barbie couples. On Sundays our dad would pick us up after church, and he would take us to McDonald's to get a happy meal. And if we were good (which wasn't that often) he would take us across the street to K-Mart and buy me a Transformer and Nichelle a Barbie (we really had other toys to play with, I swear). After we left K-Mart we would go to play basketball or tennis at the local elementary school (imagine playing basketball/tennis with a 6 year old and an 8 year old). I remember playing tennis with my dad. Me and my sister had a blast, but I know my dad went chasing that ball at least 100 times each time we played.
Childhood memories are great for some people. I consider myself one of the lucky ones...