As you may know – or noticed from the previous post – Parker’s Grandmother Moody and cousin Maegan were out to visit for Thanksgiving. It was great to see Mom with the baby. She was so excited to get out of the airport and home to see him. She didn’t want to put him down.
Here’s Grandma Moody holding him for the first time.
We had a great time with Mom and Maegan. Here are a few shots from the trip:
Thanksgiving Day was great. It was a delicious potluck affair.
We had a house full of friends and family:
Parker liked some guests more than others...
Parker had on his Thanksgiving outfit...
to his Mama's delight...
Uncle Keith came down from Costa Mesa:
GrandMa even got to spend some time with her canine grandchildren:
Everything was great until they had to leave Saturday morning. As you can see, Mom wasn’t too happy:
But she’ll be back at Christmas along with others from both sides of the family and we’re looking forward to it.
Parker went in for his one month check up on Friday and got a big “rock on” from the doctor. She said he was doing great.
I won the side bet on how much weight he had gained. I predicted that he was up to “8 to 9 lbs”. Brooke said I was crazy and that he was “7 lbs at the most.” But secretly I knew she was the one who was crazy (I didn’t say that of course). I knew because he eats like one of them Budweiser horses and he’s already out grown a few outfits. Anyway, the little cookie monster was 8 lbs 11 oz!
I was busy gloating over my superior ability to judge baby weight when the celebration was cut short by Parker’s first shot - Hepatitis B in the upper thigh. I had mixed emotions at the time. On the one hand, it’s tough to see your child in such sudden pain and discomfort. It was a weird feeling. But knowing that it was in his best interest, there was a little humor in the situation. One moment, he’s cooing at the nice lady doctor and just loving the world in general. The next, she’s sticking a big needle in his leg. I haven’t seen that look of sudden horror on his face since the night he was born!
Anyway, I like to think he learned an important life lesson. Never trust a pediatrician; they’ll always stick you in the end. Here’s his first band aid…
We all packed up and went for family photos on Saturday. It was kind of a Circus. First, I started snapping behind the scenes photos before the "real" photographer informed me that personal cameras weren’t “allowed” in the studio. Ridiculous. Then Parker cried all the way through the family shots. But he stopped when it was time to take pictures of him alone and hopfully those come out good. We'll have to wait and see. Until then, here are some of the forbidden shots taken just before the photo Nazi made me put the camera away…
Finally, we got a few tummy time shots today. Here they are followed by a short video of him on his back looking at some toys. As you can see, he’s getting better at spotting and following objects but he seems to have his Daddy's attention span. Please keep the comments coming. We love hearing from everyone.
