Well, Darn.

My friend Carli told me about a new snack for little guys like Luke. They are called Mum Mums and are the greatest things. They are rice husks, which basically just means that they are puffy rice crackers. The wonderful thing about them is that, although they are crispy and crunchy, they dissolve really quickly. This is a good thing, because when munchkins like Luke bite off a big fat chunk, the chunk dissolves before they can choke on it. Luke absolutely loves them. He feels like such a big boy feeding himself his own little crunchy snack....The bad thing is that after giving him several Mum Mums over the last couple of days, I just discovered that one of their 5 ingredients is skim milk powder. Now I know why he has been spitting up these last couple of days! The poor little guy is lactose intolerant, so I guess he had his last Mum Mum today. Dang it. Oh well. Hopefully you other moms out there can use this info and your milk-tolerating babies can enjoy some yummy rice husks!
(You can buy Mum Mums at Wal-Mart.)


I want to show you my favorite snack. It's called a Mum Mum.


This is how you eat it.


This is what it looks like in your mouth.


And after you finish the first one, there's one more left in the pack!

Cheerie - O!!

Today I gave Luke Cheerios for the first time. I had been hanging out earlier that morning with my friend and professional mom, Carli. Carli is just a year or so older than me and has 5 boys!!! She is my hero. Anyway, she inspired me to go ahead and give Cheerios a try with Luke and gave me the idea of soaking them first in water (or formula) for a few seconds. That is what I did, and it was a hit! The little man hasn't developed his pincher reflex yet, so he couldn't really pick them up, but he loved it nonetheless. He tried and tried to pick them up, but mostly just pushed them around his tray. I fed them to him one at a time, and he thought that was just awesome. I ate a few, too, and he got such a kick out of both of us open-mouth-chewing our Cheerios at the same time. Don't worry, I'll teach him to chew with his mouth closed later....


Even though my face is REALLY chapped, this is so fun!


Being silly and making Mommy's heart melt.

What about the ones I threw on the floor?

I love Cheerios!!

First Snow!

We woke up to our first snow of the season today and Luke's first snow ever! Since he has just gotten over his cold, I wasn't about to take him out in it. Instead, we stood inside and looked at it together. Yes, together...Poor Phil left for work this morning like he always does at 7:15. He called me about an hour later to say that he was sitting in bumper to bumper traffic and hadn't even gotten to the Kroger that is just 1.2 miles away from our house. It usually takes Phil about 10 minutes to get to work, maybe 15 if there's traffic. This morning, though, every road was super icy and cars were sliding off the roads left and right. The car in front of him at one point slid off the road and right into a tree! The worst part was that even after all that, he still couldn't figure out how he was going to get to work. All the roads headed west toward his office were either closed or were so hilly that he dared not even try. Anyway, Phil ended up just turning around and coming back home. Luke had woken up and just finished eating when Phil got home, so we all headed downstairs to look out the back doors/windows at all the snow. Who knows if Luke noticed the difference in his backyard, but he certainly stared at it for a long time. It was so cute that I had to snap a couple pictures!

Smothered.

Poor Luke. He's just so darn cute that I can't help myself. I could just kiss his cheeks and snuggle with him all day long.
And from the looks of it, he's not always down with that...

BEST. VIDEO. EVER.

It really is.
Today Luke and I were playing in the living room, and in true Luke form, he sneezed the wettest sneeze all over my face. After drying myself off, I looked right at him and said, "Bless You!" This is what happened as a result:

This video is now one of our greatest treasures in life so far. Luke giggles occasionally, but usually not for long, and certainly not with a camera around. God must have just decided to bless us with this today, and we are ever so grateful.
Hope it makes you smile.
We are beaming...and watching it over and over and over!

He May Be a Yellow Jacket, But He's No Peach.

Well, even though Luke has Georgia (the state, NOT the university) blood, it seems that peaches just do not agree with him. I make most of his food, but yesterday for breakfast I tried giving him Gerber peaches for the second time. The first time was months ago, and I only gave him 1.5 bites. He spit it all out and made such horrible faces that I just gave up and gave him something else. Well, yesterday I decided to try again. He ate every last drop, without a single complaint. Then he spit up all day long. He is not a spitter-upper, so I knew something was wrong, and the fact that the spit up still smelled like peaches by the end of the day made me suspicious. He also had a diaper rash sort of thing going on, and he's never had diaper rash before. So...as a result, we are assuming that peaches and Luke are not friends and plan to keep them separated for a while at least. Oh well. I think those Gerber peaches are pretty nasty, anyway, and we don't get real Georgia peaches up here in the land of corn....

It's ok, though. Luke made it up to the state of Georgia today. Just look at this YELLOW JACKET love!

The funny thing is that after decking Luke out in his GT garb and suggesting we take a picture, I noticed that Phil was once again wearing UGA (boo-hiss) red on game day. After pointing that out, he was so disgusted with himself that he RAN upstairs and changed his clothes. He had been wearing a red long-sleeved shirt and jeans. When he came downstairs, he was wearing a navy blue GT shirt, jeans, a yellow jacket, and a GT hat...in the living room. I laughed out loud as he stood before me so proud of himself. When he sat down on the couch, I couldn't help but make fun of him. That's when he suggested we take the picture outside. Well, he proved to be the smarty pants then, because Luke was just wearing a long-sleeved shirt and light weight athletic pants, and I was wearing a short-sleeved shirt and jeans, and it was FREEZING...and we had to take 42 pictures before we got a good one. Luckily I didn't listen to Phil complaining that I was taking too many pictures, because the above pic was the LAST one I took, and it was by far the best.
And of course Phil loves it and made it his profile pic on Facebook. Typical.

Here's a glimpse of the means to the end.

Bonus pic:


He put on an actual jersey to watch the game.
Studly.

Seriously.

I love him.