Hmmm...maple syrup

We interrupt this blog for a quick service announcement:

I have just started taking Fenugreek to help keep up with Rhys' ridiculous feeding schedule. (growing boy bellies up to the milk bar about 10 times in a day at 6 oz each time) So in utilizing my infinite research skills, I discovered the side effects of the herb: "Sweat and urine smells like maple syrup; milk and/or breastfed baby may smell like maple syrup."

Being a good ol' North Country girl that I am, I like a good dose of pancakes and maple syrup on a cold morning. However, I find it a bit hard to swallow that the signs that the herb is working is if Rhys and I smell like a Sunday brunch at Ihop.

Best seat in the house

When Jena's rocking chair arrived she had visions of relaxing and rocking herself. Little did she know that Rhys had decided it was a good spot for him to play with the chicken rattle.

I touched Donnie

Ok so this blog is all about Rhys but we must take a break from our regularly scheduled posting to talk about the amazing evening we had last night at the New Kids on the Block concert. Imagine 14,950 screaming 27-35 year olds wearing t-shirts of NKOTB that probably didn't fit them in high school let alone popping them on again for last night. The other 50 people were men, one of whom was my husband who at the end of the concert said "I have never witnessed as much insanity or experienced that many women crammed into an arena screaming like their life depended on it". That pretty much summed it up, and I was one of the screaming puddle of chickiness going gaga over Jonathan Knight!!!

It was everything I have been dreaming of ever since I saw them when I was much much younger. As for the title of the blog, Shannon and I had floor seats near the stage and about 3 seats from the isle...after doing a set in the middle of the stadium, the boys ran down my row!!! Unfortunately for me, my shy Jonathan was enveloped by his bodyguard so I didn't get to touch him but I did manage to pat Donnie Walhburg's arm. I'm not so much of a fan of his but my little sis is so I did it for her.

Rhys had quite a night with the babysitter, Liz. He wouldn't let her put him down except for bathtime so when we got home our little mister was wide awake at 11:30pm. Oh and he had his vaccines earlier that day so he only got in 1 of his usual 3 naps. Needless to say, the nap till noon today was a welcome break from the past couple of days.

A couple of tired koalas

Those who have had the pleasure of holding Rhys know that he grips tightly like a baby koala. In the photo he is playing with one of several koalas he got on his trip to oz.

Nanny's bday

For Nanny's birthday this year, I asked her what she wanted Rhys to get her...the response "a red shirt". A red shirt?!? In my entire life of buying things for my mother, clothes are so far down the list that I would rather send money and still think that it is more personal. Rhys agreed that the red shirt thing was a dumb idea so we thought that maybe get his 12 week photos taken. We found this awesome photographer at like 2am on a Friday night (I was up trying to think of alternatives for "the red shirt"). The photographer's name is Racquel Reyna and she worked her magic with our little one. http://www.racquelreyna.com/. So she came over on Saturday around noon. Rhys was not cooperating (ie sleeping so we could get some angelic photos). He tends to sleep like Super Man, arms straight out, with his bottom high in the air...not so cute I assure you. Anyhoo you can't have adorable photos without some nakie baby action, so off comes the diaper. He doesn't want to lay on his tummy so I pick him up several times throughout the session. I was peed on at least 3 times but who cares right?...this is for a good cause. The last time, however, when I picked him up and stood against the futon, he let out this rip roaring fart/poo that was probably heard around the block! He had shat so hard that as I was moping the floor later I found a mustard colored trinket in front of the fridge, a good 25 feet from where we were standing. The look of relief on this kid's face was priceless, I was mortified but Racquel was a pro and thought nothing of it. I went through 3 outfits that day but in the end it was all worth it because we ended up with photos like this:

Picture time

Every Sunday we grab our canvas bags and go to the farmers market in Campbell for some fruits and veggies. Stone fruits are in season so Shannon and I spend most of the morning snacking on peaches, plutos, and nectarines. The first picture is of Shannon carrying Rhys in Starbucks while I order a tall Salted Carmel Hot Chocolate...yes is as delicious as it sounds and even worse for your arteries.

Rhys is starting to STARE intently at us when we eat. Shan and I went to an organic wrap shop and apparently Roast Beef is looking mighty tasty for the little one. He will literally stick his head in whatever we're trying to eat.
I ordered the corn soup, got a bit on my hand and had the little one hoover it off. Unfortunately he's not a fan of corn so the face that followed this one was a mixture of utter disgust and complete displeasure with me for having such a vile flavor touch his precious tongue. We've got a bit of work to do.
Tomorrow I will post about Rhys pooing so hard that when I was holding him in the living room, a little mustard colored trinket made its way into the kitchen. Thank god we have tile floors.

Quiet night

After pouring over far too many resumes today and lining up interviews for early next week, I am having a night in with Rhys. Shannon is downtown with his frisbee friends so the little man and I will get a chance to catch up on some sleep. :) Day after day he amazes me with how much he picks up and learns from those around him. He's desparately trying to "talk" to us and Shannon and I are having a little bit of a friendly competition to see if the first word is mama or da. I'm not sure what we'll be up to tomorrow but I suspect it will involve me and the buda trekking around Palo Alto, going to our favorite coffee shop, hitting up borders and then finishing up with a walk around the park. These pics are from a couple of weeks ago but we're still trying to catch up...a bit hard seeing he's growing like a weed!