Not enough time...

I can't believe there are only 6 shopping days left until Christmas--where did the time go?!? I had the best of intentions of starting shopping early and not doing this waiting until the last minute again. So much for that! Maybe next year, LOL!

Oh, boy, here comes trouble!

Trouble in the form of one 8 month old boy! He's discovered crawling--that should say it all!

Apparently, 8 months was the magic age, because the very next day, he figured out how to army crawl. By the following Monday (12/7), he was all over the living room & dining room--under tables, after power cords and dvds, the whole works.

Then, just yesterday he figured out true crawling--oh, boy! Now he really books it around the room. And let me tell you, when I move him away from a place he's not supposed to be--like underneath the dining room table--he yells. He doesn't cry or fuss--he yells at me, LOL!

I really wish I'd had my camera handy earlier this evening, though. We have an old papasan cushion (you know, for those saucer-looking bamboo chairs) on the floor with a quilt on top of it for Garrett to hang out on. Wood floors are just not all that comfortable! I looked over at him after he'd worked his way across it, crawling toward something--in the process of moving off the cushion and onto the floor, he'd worked his pants half off! It was so funny, and he was so confused!

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The annual Springwater Christmas Dinner was held this last Saturday night, and the icy weather held off until after all the festivities--definitely an answer to a lot of prayers. In addition to the Springwater church family and our personal guests, we also invited a number of servicemen and women and their families. It was amazing--we had 300 people, 100 of which were children! The turkey and ham dinner was fabulous, and the entertainment--an Elvis impersonator--was so much fun! The pastor's wife, Bev, really got into the fun:

Oh, and did I mention Santa? Yep, we had Santa Claus at our Christmas dinner. Gotta love free Santa pics with no waiting in line at the mall! Garrett was fantastic with the big guy--no fear at all. The hardest part of the picture was trying to get G-man to quit looking at Santa long enough to look at the camera! I thought for sure he was going to pull the beard off!

It's not possible!

That's what I think every time I look at my son and realize how old he is already. 8 months? Not a chance! There's no way it's been 8 months since I was first able to hold & cuddle him!

He may have started out at an average weight (7lbs 9oz), but he's more than made up for it since! He's pushing 20lbs, easy, at this point! I can't wait until his 9 month check up next month to get the official stats!

Ok, really?!?

I swear, it's Monday all over again!

I was on my way out of the house this morning and turned around to grab a bagel, so I wouldn't starve during the morning training class. Then, I headed out the door to catch the bus. Apparently, that one minute delay was all it took to miss my bus--I watched it drive by in front of me as I walked down the hill. Fabulous.

So, of course, I called my mommy, LOL. She's helping Todd with Garrett during the day right now, so she was up at the house. "Help! I missed my bus! Can you come get me & take me up to the stop at Vermont & 45th?" She bundled G-man up into the car, and came right out, picked me up, and dropped me off at said stop. Then she drove off--makes sense, right?

Thank goodness I thought to glance at the bus schedule posted in the bus shelter...I had to call my mom back, as I'd missed the bus at that stop, too--by minutes. Grrrrrr!

She had to wake Trin up to get ready for school, so it took a few more minutes for her to get back to me. So, while I waited, I checked the schedule of bus 12--it's a frequent run line that stops at the Burlingame Freddy's, and I can usually catch that one into town when all else fails. It was not to be today.

Apparently, that one minute delay for a bagel caused a series of events that caused me to miss every single bus that could have possibly gotten me to work on time this morning! The end result? My poor mom had to drive me all the way downtown to work--I love her!

Then? To top things off? I'm dashing out of my office with a fresh cup of coffee, heading for the elevators and rushing to get to my training class when I pass the rest of the class...headed back to the office. Training was cancelled this morning.

Figures.