Everyone thinks their baby is the cutest baby in the whole world... but there can only really be one. I think we know who it is. This blog chronicles the life of this enormously blessed young man through the eyes and adventures of me, Joe Momma.
Joe got school pictures taken a couple of weeks ago and they came in this week. Unfortunately, Joe had a bad cold, so the pictures include some 'sneeze ready' faces and some snot. Nevertheless, I thought I would share them with you since they are his first ever school pictures:
I love the days-of-the-week in the background. "Sunday, Friday, Saturday, Tuesday..." Classic.
Joe Daddy is going to be gone all this week on job interviews. So far he has interviews at... well, I'll spell them backwards to thwart the Google engines:
Joe Daddy and I were reminiscing today about our drive from T-town to P-ton a few years ago and how exciting it will be to move again this summer. Joe Daddy will probably drive a big Penske truck again and I will drive our car, only this time, there'll be a little one singing in the back seat. Getting a PhD from P-ton is certainly a monumental accomplishment, but I think we all agree that nothing trumps little Joebert.
Oh! One more thing! The costume this year for Halloween? Hint One: Joe Daddy is going to dress up too. They will be going as a pair from a major motion picture. Until next time...
Since Joe said "bye bye" in one of the older posts, I thought it would be good for him to say "hi" and start off a post!
I have great news regarding my concerns from the last post and that is that Joe loves his new school! When I drop him off, he walks over to the table and sits down in his seat and says, "PEACHES!" which sounds more like "PEE-cha". He loves the food at his new school and almost all of his new words are food or food related: "peaches" "apples" "done" "more" and "snack time". Here's a little taste: (pun intended)
We did have one hiccup at the new school, but it was minor. They called to tell me that there had been an "incident" but that after applying ice, they thought everything was fine. Around noon that day, Joe heard the door open and saw the lunch cart being wheeled in and before anyone could do anything, Joe jumped up, screamed and leaped towards the cart -- the next thing anyone saw was Joe tripping over a chair at one of the tables and going down towards the floor. He busted his bottom lip and cried, but after they tried to apply ice, he just kept reaching towards the lunch table, so they let him eat lunch. By the time I got there, he was happy as a clam (see below). What can I say? The boy comes from a long line of people who enjoy lunch:
In other news, Joe recently visited a local farm with his Uncle J where we got to take some cute pictures and Joe got to meet a few new animal friends.
We were lucky to be able to go to the farm that weekend, because almost the entire rest of the month of September, it was super rainy. Although we weren't able to go out quite as much, we still went out of few times to let Joe play in the puddles. Here's a great shot that Joe Daddy got on his camera phone of Joe having fun after a rainstorm.
I noticed recently that there aren't a lot of pictures of me or Joe Daddy on the blog, which is mainly due to the fact that we are almost always behind the camera. I tried to hold the camera myself and take a picture while hugging Joe, but alas, I couldn't get Joey to cooperate:
Joe Daddy tried the same thing moments later and had no problem. That's what I get for being in a house with two ornery boys. But, see how adorable they are?!
Thankfully, Joe was slightly more behaved a couple of days later and Joe Daddy captured a cute moment on his phone:
I've been very sick this past weekend and Joe was out of school today for Columbus Day, so Joe and Joe Daddy got to have an extended boys-weekend. They got into all kinds of monkey trouble together, which included Joe Daddy teaching Joe to 'clap' to The Office theme song and throw his fist in the air while yelling "YEEEAH!" at the end of the song. Well, you have to see it to believe it:
Although I was very sick the past few days, who wouldn't feel a little better to watch this out your window?
Because I was sidelined this weekend, I missed out on the Halloween Outfit shopping, which means that Joe Daddy was able to pick out the costume this year. You'll recall that he picked out Batman last year... any guesses as to what he decided on for this year? Find out next time!
It's the beginning of a new school year, which means that it is time for Joe to move up to a new class -- from infant to toddler. As it is, we were driving 2 hours a day for Joe to go school and it was really becoming difficult, so we decided it was the right time to switch his school. He had a normal first week and as a former child care provider, I know that it's always harder on the parent than on the child, but it's much harder to be on the other side of things than I ever imagined it would be.
His reports for his first week were as follows: 9/7 -- "Joe had an ok day. He got to know his teachers and other friends in class a little. He had some happy time and was a little sad. He ate good and did work on colors and shapes." 9/8 -- "Joe had a very good day. He started off with different table toys, puzzles, etc which he loved. We worked on the alphabet and colors." 9/9 -- "Joe had a wonderful day. He played with play-doh, coloring and puzzles and we read the book 'Ten Little Monkeys'. He was happy overall and cried very little." 9/10 -- "Joseph is getting there. He has happy and sad moments. Please bring pictures of his family for Monday so we can share them with the class."
I'm afraid that if I got a report, it would have looked something like this: 9/7 -- "Joe Momma burst into tears and refused to let go of Joe for five minutes. We had to pry them apart and force her to go to work." 9/8 -- "Joe Momma rocked Joe in our rocking chair for 5 minutes, cried and then went to work. She did slightly better today." 9/9 -- "Joe Momma did not cry, but instead got angry and threatened us that if we didn't do a good job taking care of Joe she would break our legs." 9/10 -- "Joe Momma is the most difficult, sensitive parent we've ever had."
Hopefully I'll do better next week. Here's a couple of pictures that his new school gave me. They had a welcome sign for Joe this week and also gave me a couple prints of Joe playing with his new friends. My scanner's down, so it's a picture of a picture, but you get the idea. All I know is that I'm so happy it's the weekend.
This is Joe's teacher Judy and his class (L to R): Finnegan, Ava, Zachary and Joseph (or as I know them, Finn, Ava, Zach and Joebertson)
Wonderful kids, wonderful teacher and wonderful place for Joe to spend the past 9 months. Look how happy they are! If a normal picture says a thousand words, this one says a million. I also want to note that Zach and Joe are the same age and represent the smaller and larger end of the 16 month spectrum. :) Love it!
Joe says, "MOM! I'm so MAD that you missed a month of the blog!!!" Well, it's been rather busy around these parts and I got behind on the updating. I hope to make up for it with an extra long post of pictures this time. The picture above is Joe in the middle of a tantrum -- he has those now. They are short and to the point and happen occasionally when he doesn't get his way. Joe Daddy and I think we're hitting the "terrible twos" early. He gets frustrated, but doesn't have the verbal skills to express what he wants or why he's upset, so he usually slaps his hands on the ground, pinches us or falls onto the ground and whines. Nevertheless, it's rare and we hope it stays that way.
I'll start with the bad news first: Joe got his first black eye this past month. He got into a fight with the rocking chair at school and the rocking chair won. Poor Joseph! They applied ice and by the time I got to school, he was playing and having a good time, so he seemed to be a real trooper about it. It faded in about four or five days.
In better news... one of the reasons why the blog was not updated in July is that I got to spend the first part of the month in Omaha with Joe's Aunt M! I had some work drama that ended with me getting some time off and a big promotion, so naturally I hopped a plane to O-town just as fast as I could. It was great to see M and finally get to check out Omaha. We marched together with her church in Omaha's annual Gay Pride Parade, which was a lot of fun. Omaha is a nice place and her church is one of the most welcoming, loving places I've been in a long long time. I hope to visit her again soon (like when her Jeopardy episode airs?) and maybe take Joe and the crew with me.
When I returned, the summer was in full swing, so we took Joe to the fountain at Joe Daddy's work to see if Joe might be interested in swimming a little this summer. He really didn't want to get into the water any more than just getting his feet wet, but he still had a lot of fun.
Uncle J came to stay with us for just over a week while he had a conference in the area for his work. With the extra help, we decided to take Joe to the beach. Joe was stunned by the ocean and spent most of the time sitting in one of our laps and watching the waves come up and go back out over and over. He did a little bit of playing with buckets and shovels in the sand and overall handled the whole thing very well. I think we'll try it again later in the summer!
Finally, just a couple of days ago, I went to visit the boys I used to nanny. (My "practice children"!) They loved playing with Joe and were very sweet to him. I can't believe how much they've grown!! Time flies! Before we know it, Joe will be their age.
If you haven't done so in awhile, I highly suggest going back to some of the first blog posts and watching a couple of the videos. It's unbelievable to see Joe so young that he couldn't roll over yet or so small I had to feed him Pedialyte from a medicine dropper. It's one of the reasons I created the blog in the first place -- you can really see the progress that Joe has made! See you next time!
After two weeks living it up in the Motherland, Joe Daddy has returned to P-ton! I officially survived a 2-week stint as a single mom! Joe and his dad have been spending the weekend re-bonding.
Joe Daddy was surprised by all the new things that Joe has learned just in the past 14 days. Things like stacking stars and blocks, feeding himself with a fork, using a box like a slide, opening and closing drawers to get his toys, and in general he just "seemed more like a little boy". Here's a video of Joe Daddy witnessing another one of Joe's many new skills:
For the first time ever, I'm going to let Joe himself conclude this post. I, Joe Momma, proudly present for his blog-hosting debut... well... take it away, Joe-bert!
It's a tough night in the Carnes abode because we're missing our fearless leader. Joe Daddy is halfway through a two-week adventure in England. He's there for a conference and unfortunately it falls smack on top of Father's Day. He was invited to go last year, but asked to postpone it until this year so he could be with Joe during his first couple months of life. Needless to say, there wasn't any Father's Day celebrating going on around here today, because we're holding off until Joe Daddy returns this coming weekend.
I've been doing ok as a single mom thus far. There was one mishap (see pic above). See that little pile on the floor in front of the high chair? Yeah, that's poop. Joe poop. I got him ready for his bath and he took off into the kitchen butt-naked, squatted down and BAM. Better there than on the carpet, I guess!
I would be remiss if I didn't send a shout out to Uncle J who came up this weekend to help me wrangle Joe so that I could get some chores done (groceries, laundry, etc). He watched Joe solo on Friday from 8:30-6:30 and quite a bit the rest of the weekend too -- and OH all the poopy diapers! Joe had about a dozen of them and Uncle J changed almost all of them. Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you! He left a couple of hours ago and Joe cried big crocodile tears and stood at the window to watch him leave. That's babies for you, though. I tried to tell him to keep it together, but he just doesn't have the kind of poise and composure that I do. (That's my story and I'm sticking to it.)
The video above shows that Joe is just as ornery as ever. I love watching him explore everything. I don't mind if he destroys a whole roll of toilet paper, because it's only 50 cents and I've found that if I let him have his way with something he wants to explore, he gets it out of his system the first time and leaves it alone after that. Reverse proof is that I won't let him touch my computer and he's constantly trying to figure out ways to get to it.
This video is for Aunt M who said that she was in withdrawal from missing Joe pics and video. Nothing interesting happens in the video above -- it's just Joe eating some Easy Mac, but it is like two minutes long, so hopefully it will help quell some of her Joe-needs.
Joe gives kisses and blows kisses now, but only sometimes and only to those he loves. He's very selective. Uncle J get about two dozen on his way out the door. I got quite a few when I offered him bites of my pasta lunch today. He says "hi" "bye" and "yeah" all the time. I love that he learned "yeah" before "no". Also, he uses everything as a phone. The remote, his toys, his food -- he holds anything to his ear and says, "HI!" and then "bababa" and then "BYE!" Apparently I use the phone too much?
I'll update again for Joe Daddy's homecoming! Much love to you!
