Growing Up Cameron

blows dust off of blog site

2010-07-08T20:05:00.000-07:00

Hmm, I never claimed to be good in the blogging dept. But I thought I would oblige two of Chunker's biggest fans, Nicole & Brenda. Nicole demanded an update.

Cameron's new "thing" is going down the stairs by himself. He's been doing it for awhile, but once they're in sight the word "PEAZ!" comes out of his mouth, begging us to let him walk up/down them.

If we're lucky he'll usually mutters "oh shit, oh shit". Ok, maybe it's not actually "oh shit", but to us it's beyond hilarious. I would promise a video, but I can almost guarantee the audio would be Paul & I laughing.

And B Dawg, demanded a taping of Chunker saying "banana" & "cheese".

All while eating a bowl of fruit salad, true Chunker style. ;)

Chunker fall down, go boom.

2010-05-05T23:12:00.000-07:00

Last Thursday was um, eventful. Paul was at work so I played “beat the clock” alone. Beat the clock is an oh, so fun game.

The object is to:

Walk the dogs: Tote around Cameron where he pleases. Then you may name off everything he points to. “Yes mama, that is a tree. You would never have seen the 23 trees we just passed without my eagle eyes. Oh and ROCKS! Pick those 2 up & hand them to me. No, NOT those 2. The other two that look just like those 2. Ay yi yi mama, you need to listen.” Up until he’s had enough & demands to be put down. “oh that’s right. I CAN walk mama. You may put me down. I’ll let you know by pointing to the floor squealing DAAAAA!! Then fling my body toward the ground.” Only to get extremely upset if you try to “help” guide him back home. You will know when this happens by the stiffness of his body while standing still, all while swinging his arms & shaking his head no.

Put together dinner: Tell Chunker not to throw food at least 30 times. Play “guess what I want” while offering every cracker, fruit & drink possible. Ask what’s “uh-oh”? only later to find Oscar with a half eaten corn on the cob. “Not sure how he got that mama.”

Bath time: Which will only begin when the tub is full of bubbles & his Muno & Gatorman are in plain sight. Then you may stand them up so he can knock them down. While applauding his remarkable BOOM!ing talents (knocking over Muno & Gatorman) you may then & only then put him inside the tub. “Did you just sit down to wash my hair mama? Because I see my toothbrush & I don’t understand why we’re not brushing my teeth. LOOK! LOOOOOOOOK do you see it?! Thank goodness you have me to point these things out mama. Wait, what? Bathtime is over? NOOOO!!! I’ve only been in here for 3 hrs, I’m not ready to leave yet!” *lays down to gather all of the drop of water left*

Bedtime stories: Now that Chunker walks he more or less escapes after bath time. In fear that Oscar or Sadie are trying to take over his toys he needs to rush & make sure that they’re all accounted for by playing with his legos, cars, blocks & push car. Luckily this is a form of cardio so not only do I get to sing, dance, poke myself with something dangerous to make him laugh, but I now get to chase him. “Do you have my water mama? I can’t read books with my water.” *GULP* *GULP* “Hmm, I’m not feeling the Big Book of Animals tonight mama. I know you don’t understand me so I’ll help you better understand by slapping it out of your hand.”

The moment Chunker rubs his eyes that’s my cue to ask if he’s tired. He then wraps his arms around my neck & lays his head on my shoulder.

Love.

Ok so this mama gig is pretty awesome.

Then we turn the lights off, mobile music & fan are turned on & we say our prayers with Tiger, Kitty Cat, Bear & blanket.

All before 7:15, 7:30 the latest. ;)

So when something doesn’t go quite as planned, it throws our “game” out of whack.

Which is just what happened last Thursday.

The thrown food was picked up & it was bath time. As I turned on the water & washed down the tub Cameron, who was walking right behind me & fell.

HARD.

Chin first onto the outside of the tub.

Cameron instantly cried, I scooped him up & saw it.

Blood.

Screaming child + Blood + First time mom = Instant Fear.

I grabbed his ducky towel & headed to the living room. I flipped on the tv & turned on Yo Gabba Gabba. As I held the towel to his chin, the crying stopped, Magic Mark appeared & Cameron wiggled away to join MM & color along. So I sat there fighting back the tears not really knowing what to do. I called Paul, the dr., my aunt, even had our next door neighbor’s husband Chris (who’s a dr.) look at his chin & tell me what to do.

I know common sense would be to take him into urgent care but I was afraid to. I didn’t want to admit he was hurt that bad & questioned whether I was over reacting or not. It stopped bleeding. He was happy, he was laughing & playing. The only fussy one was me. So after hearing a definite yes from Chris, I called Paul & told him to meet us there. As I packed his bag I realized I was shaking. I couldn’t help fear that they would give him stitches. My poor baby. :(

On our way to the children’s urgent care Cameron fell asleep. Great, not only may my child needs stitches but now I have to wake him up. Guilt was making itself nice & cozy.

I didn’t feel guilt from not preventing what happened. Honestly, there’s nothing I could have done to prevent his fall. Maybe stick him in a bubble? But the guilt of dragging him around & knowing how miserable this was for him, made me full of guilt.

Even with the staff being extra sweet & accommodating Cameron was not buying into it. He was tired, injured & just wanted his own bed. Guilt was wearing me down & I think the dr. knew it. He walked into the room & before even telling us his name looked right at me & said, “ this is the most common accident. Let me look at his chin.......Not bad at all. He won’t even need stitches, dermabond should do the trick.”

I could have danced a little jig right there & then. Weight lifted, thank Jebus!

DB added, stickers & puppy given as a peace offering, then we were out of there!

The DB application wasn’t fun, but at least Cameron wasn’t screaming from pain. Just pissed that people were touching him when he should have been in bed. There are two things you don't mess with in Cameron's world.

His sleep.

And of course, his food. ;)

Happy Baby, FAIL

2010-05-03T13:24:00.000-07:00

It's that time of year again, school pics! I was actually looking forward since Cameron just started walking & I pictured him standing with a huge smile. Plus for whatever reason I thought the ugly fake woodsy background was saved just for infants. Thinking so, I was looking forward to a solid blue background.

So imagine my surprise when I opened Cameron's picture packet.

My initial reaction? "Aww, he was crying. omg, is that?....THERE'S A LEG, A LEG THAT DOES NOT BELONG TO MY BABY IN THE PICTURE!!!!!!!! A LEGGGGGGG!!!!!!!!! Omg & mocos! MOCOS?!! Really, they couldn't wipe the mocos before taking the picture?!"

Ahem.

Thankfully not only were we not obligated to buy the horrid pic (which I scanned & plan to use to my full advantage during C's teen years), but our sweet, funny & very talented friend Angelina rushed to our rescue & offered to take Cameron's picture.

Love.

Not only did she capture my baby the way we see him, but she insisted on letting him play. He was oh, so happy the entire session. From the pictures she did share before we left, I can already see I will be an oh, so very happy mama.

Silly face!

2010-04-15T20:29:00.000-07:00

For awhile now Cameron has been making an adorable, goofy, silly face. We would just laugh & ask what he was doing. Sometimes he would just laugh or look at us like we were crazy. "What is this silly face you speak of?! I was stretching my mouth." But we would make the same face back & he would imitate us. So we knew, he knew what he was doing. But since neither of us really knew where he got the idea to initially do it.

Every morning he eats breakfast while watching an episode of Yo Gabba, Gabba! Today was no different. As he was enjoying his daily dose, I was in the kitchen washing the blender when I heard "Silly Faces!" said over the tv. They have a portion of the show where Dj Lance Rock & all the kids make their own silly face. And what did I catch Cameron doing? His famous silly face! It was the cutest thing in the world. One because, ppsshh, hello, he's Cameron, THE chunker. He just oozes cuteness from his double chin to his stubby little toes. But on top of all that, the fact that he understood what/how to make a silly face blew me away. I motioned for Paul to come see Cameron in action. We couldn't help but smile & say, "YAY! You did it!"

So of course I had to brag (it's my mommy duty) to any & everyone today. Plus, I just had to catch it on video to share w/his loyal fans.

Enjoy!

Now let's see YOUR silly face! ;)

Side note: The loud smacking you hear my son doing is from finishing off an Aunnies bunny. ;) They don't call him chunker for nothin'.

Making his walking debut. :)

2010-04-13T19:25:00.000-07:00

So, when we go to pick up Cameron from daycare, Miss Ruth raves about how he walked all day. Naturally his legs turn to noodles once we arrive. :/ He insist on being held & I willingly oblige. I know one day soon, he's going to refuse my arms & I'm in no rush.

We got home & it was time to take the dogs out for a walk.

Apparently that sounded like a FANTASTIC idea to Cameron.

Betcha can't watch just once. ;)

2010-03-16T21:52:00.000-07:00

So I was having a pretty sad day today. I guess stress from every direction can do that to you.

Then I went to pick up Cameron.

*sigh*

How did I survive before him? He's my constant.

Constant reminder that I am loved far more than I will ever realize.

Blessed with many people in my life that are happy, healthy & cute as a button.
Who share my same fashion sense,
People who are willing to lend a hand (such as, putting away groceries),

Important people that fill my world with laughter, the same laughter that fills my heart with love.

If you give a chunker 20 bucks...

2010-02-25T20:40:00.000-08:00

For Cameron’s birthday, Grandma J sent a box of goodies. Inside his birthday card was $20 “to spend on whatever you want.” Well, for awhile I kept thinking of certain toys or books that the $20 could be put toward. Usually when I found something Cameron just needed the $20 was safe at home & I ended up forking out my own cash. ;)

Well, a little over a month ago Safeway put out these huge teddy bears in celebration of Valentine’s day. It never failed, we would pass by them & Cameron would stretch his arms out watching to “touch it!” They were usually displayed on the aisle corners on the very top. I would pretend it was too, too high & daddy would have to come help one day.

As V-day approached I thought of buying the bear & giving it to Cameron as a surprise. But then, I came up w/a better idea. I thought why don’t we make a fun trip down to the market & have him finally “touch it!” & bring it home.

Since that V-day present was nixed we headed to Target to look for all things Yo Gabba Gabba! Unfortunately, we weren’t the only one looking. Cameron spotted 1 (of the 2) YGG books. Um yeah, don’t mess w/this boy & his books. On top of that his YGG books. So, while Paul read to him in the store I snuck book #2 in the cart.

Don't Bite Your Friends! YGG book: $7.99 + tax

Oh no, Muno bit Foofa? What happens next?!Then we headed to Safeway! Trust me when I say the following pictures do not do justice for the experience. It was the sweetest moment when he realized he could finally touch his new friend.

There were 3 colored bears, white, chocolate & tan.

We avoided white all together so we walked up to the display of just chocolate & tan.

Would the chocolate bear go home with us? Or the tan bear? Let me see that Chocolate one again mama.
Who do you think won? ;)

Tan Teddy Bear: $14.99 + tax

Letting Cameron shop with his own money? Priceless.

Thank you Grandma J! Cameron wrestles his bear daily. ;)

Our little chatter box

2010-02-25T12:23:00.000-08:00

I probably find more amusement out of it, but I just love hearing Cameron jibber jabbor the day away. Ok, ok I just like having someone that talks as much as I do. hehe

He's been getting better (or at least trying) to pronounce sounds other than D. He tends to only say Ma Ma when prompted (fine! I admit it, I beg. Are you happy?) but his expression following my squeals of glee is worth the beg. His smile widens ear to ear you can just see him thinking, "Ha! I did it!"

The other night bath time was over & it was time to get dressed. The video is super short & the quality sucks (cheap cell phone) but it's better than nothing. Again, you are more than welcome to visit AZ & see it live! ;)

Video upload, FAIL

2010-02-23T22:37:00.001-08:00

Oops, let's try this again. Brusha, brusha, brusha, take 2!

If it doesn't work this time, I guess you'll have to visit us in AZ to see Chunker in action. ;)

Brusha, brusha, brusha...

Brusha, Brusha, Brusha

2010-02-18T21:08:00.000-08:00

Let's forget the part where I shared my joy with Paul, only to have him burst my bubble.

"Oh, you didn't hear me last night? Yeah he let me brush his teeth too."

Well, let's remember long enough to hear "I'm sorry" in the form of something shiny.

So for the past month or so we've been abusing Cameron. At least you would think so by the sound of his cries when his toothbrush is in view.

We started off with a finger brush.

I was warned that I was asking for trouble. Thankfully we use to clean Cameron's mouth w/a washcloth & despite his plea for mercy, he never bit down.

Then we moved on to an actual toothbrush. If we thought the finger brush ticked him off, we were in for a real treat this time.

He would belt out huge sobs & would shake his head. I have to admit, at times we even had to hold his face in place. It was so sad to watch but the moment we were done, so were the crocodile tears.

We tried to sing.

FAIL.

We tried to brush our teeth with him.

FAIL.

We tried to let him hold the brush.

And watch it plummet into the dirty bath water instead of cleaning his mouth.

*sigh*

But we kept with it.

Then finally, he just let us.

I don't know if he realized that the flavor of toothpaste was actually pretty good or was just sick of screaming just as much as we were of listening. But for whatever reason, my bebe knocked off another milestone & took one step closer to being a big boy.

By the time I got the camera he was pretty much over having his tongue brushed. But you get the idea. :)

I am a good mother, I can (finally) cook rice!

2010-02-05T12:36:00.000-08:00

Ok, so this may be 1 out of 533,124,643 times but that's neither here nor there. I was so thrilled at my Martha Stewart moment I could have screamed.

Ok, so I did. I screamed out toward Paul who was reading to Cameron, "Omg, my rice taste GOOD!"

Little did I know that feeling was worth squat over hearing Cameron's reaction to my edible rice.

*swoon*

His new favorite word is "that". I think the new found love comes from the power of pointing, saying "that" & getting whatever he wants (most of the time).

But, I don't think "that" or any other word will ever replace his love for "cookie". ;)

I'm not bias, but isn't he the cutest chunker you've ever seen? Love.

Snip, snip, Whaaaaa!

2010-02-04T13:15:00.000-08:00

We've been talking about getting Cameron's haircut for awhile now. No matter how much we talked, it never got done & his hair kept growing.

I was pretty excited for the big day & it reminded me of (one of my very many) favorite shows growing up. I was, ok I still am a huge fan of Rugrats. Before they grew into teenagers, then it just got weird.

Other than the weird creepy teenage approach it was a great show. I mean how can you go wrong with a ice skating, singing dinosaur? You can't. I'm almost sure if it still ran I would convert Cameron to a fan as well.

There is one episode in particular I have always loved. Chuckie, who was the cautious (read: crybaby) of the bunch was about to have his first haircut. Angelica, the oldest of the group (read: little shit) pulled out one strand of hair demonstrating what a haircut entailed, while scaring the bejesus out of poor ol' Chuckie.

Well, well we had quite the Chuckie day.

The girl wasn't even cutting his hair yet, just the feeling of the smock was upsetting.
I guess the cheeks are a dead giveaway because she knew how to stop the tears.

Then she sprayed him with the water bottle...So, then I pulled out the big guns. His animal book, "how does the cow go? Mooooo."
But even that didn't last for long. I guess he didn't like what he saw in the mirror. We're keeping it long baby, keeping the curls for the ladies. ;)

I don't have the heart to tell Cameron we'll have to do this again. However, I will say for the record we will not go to the happy water squinter girl again. Boo to her! But all in all, we survived!
After his Chuckie moment we headed over to the prize "dispenser." Why? Because what parent wouldn't want to stand their child against a machine that shoots out 35mph a sticker of a no name horse & gold cold that I'm pretty sure he could eat if he wanted too. :/

Hair cut style, approved!

Holy moly...

2010-02-03T13:46:00.000-08:00

I am no bueno at this blogging thing. I could go on & on about how I'm sorry & it's never going to happen again, but let's move forward. Updates, complete with pics. Wheee!

So, back in december we headed out to Sacramento to visit the Jackson family. I won't leave the visit recap to just that, one day I will give it a proper post but for now just know it was equivalant to Disneyland in Cameron's eyes. He loved hanging out with his newfound cousins & I loved watching them care & include him in every game. There was even a day they asked to take him upstairs to play. After awhile I went to check in (read: make sure Cameron wasn't eating a dice or popping a barbies head off). Instead I found them in the middle of a project. Late I found out they were having Cameron color & make us a Christmas card.

Love.

On top of nonstop attention he also found his new obsession, a rocking chair. Not just any rocking chair, the rocking chair.

I wish I could have that much fun in a chair. :p

A few weeks back Gma J emailed asking if we thought he would enjoy one of his own.

Um, yeah. Especially since we were about to buy a non rocking chair, bor-ing.

So as I waited for the chair to arrive visions of Cameron welling up with tears of happiness & shriek "for ME mama?!" would excite me to no end. Hmm, maybe he would even take his first steps toward it...time continued to drag.

Then we arrived home last night to find a pretty little note from FED EX. Thinking the box was a pair of running shoes I ordered we headed to the office. I grabbed the dogs, Cameron's push car & off we went. Little did I know the box wasn't a teeny tiny shoe box, but a box bigger & heavier than Cameron.

Crap.

So, first I tried carrying the box but for whatever reason that freaked out Mr. Chunker & he began to scream. Change in plans, I tied the dogs to the push car, placed the box on top & carried Cameron.

Cameron continued to scream, the dogs continued to whimper from having to poop & not being able to move more than 1/2" from the car & I silently counted to 10 at least a dozen times.

As you can see my vision was slowly being crushed into teeny pieces.

:(

Since Cameron continued to be weary of the box I decided to wait until the next morning for the big reveal.

In the morning I found my regained hope of a big eyed, squeals of delight reaction coming from Cameron.

And you know what?

He could have cared less, wtf.

I suppose it's my fault. I'm the one who put on Yo Gabba, Gabba! before bringing him out for the big reveal. So try as I might he was too enthralled in the world of "Draw some magic with Mark" & "Cool tricks, cool tricks, yeah!". Boo.

After a few mins in his new chair he decided to get out & grab his breakfast.

By getting out, I mean fly out of the chair.

Oh, this is my favorite part, Cool tricks, yeah!

Don't be fooled. He wasn't smiling for me or my desperate plea for a reaction other than ignore. He was smiling at the guy & his cool trick, riding a skateboard. Oh well, at least he looks super cute in his new rocking chair.

Thanks Gma J!

It's almost party time!

2009-12-14T14:24:00.000-08:00

I could be upset that they're more than a week & a half late, but I was too busy awing over my baby turning one.

That aw quickly turned to tears. I was dancing with Cameron while watching Yo Gabba, Gabba! The kids were making funny faces, so we were dancing along to the music. Then I realized he's not going to need my help standing up for long. Paul saw I was getting teary eyed & hugged me. I said, "I'm not crying. I'm not, I'm NOT!" Quickly the tears turned to laughter, but it's still so bittersweet.

Not that I wasn't expecting tears but I don't really understand why I'm crying. I guess because I wish we could relive some of his first, or that I'm happy he's happy, healthy & celebrating his first year of life.

It seems that lately he's turning more into a boy than staying my little baby. Now we're greeted with him standing in his crib than laying down, waiting for us to pick him up. Wanting to walk rather than crawl around the house, throwing the ball farther than an inch for Sadie & mimicking more words. His new word is "star", taught by Miss Ruth from daycare.

I don't know what I expected with Cameron's first year, but I can say it's been quite the ride. :)

I think we're the ones being trained. ;)

2009-12-10T15:55:00.000-08:00

We’re pretty big on routine around the house. I’ve read again & again routine does not come easy with a baby, but it works for us.

One of our routines or habits, we will knock on Cameron’s door before going inside. That way if he’s crying he knows we’re going in or just for the sake of doing it. :)

On our way to lunch Paul shared a cute story from this morning, so I thought I would share it with you.

It was time to get ready & Cameron was still sound asleep. So, Paul knocked on his door (yes knocked, it’s polite) & started singing good morning. He didn’t turn the light on since Cameron was still half asleep. Paul helped him stand up & right away Cameron started signing “light”. So, being the good daddy that he is Paul promptly turned on the light. Of course that made Cameron smile ear to ear.

I love watching him understand & use his signs. He’s using them more & more each day & it’s so cute!

I know seeing rather than reading is more entertaining so I’ll try to post some video.

Did you know, some dogs are brown?

2009-11-30T18:51:00.000-08:00

Cameron is non stop "talking". You can tell there's so much he wants to say & I'm sure the moment he can, he'll talk for a day straight.

Tonight after daycare we stopped inside our leasing office. As I sat there signing paperwork Cameron talked (read: flirted. Ay yi yi wait until at least puberty....wait no. until your 3o's) with the office assistant. She commented on how well he held a conversation. Oh really, is that what you call it? Because at times I can barely get a word in nevertheless hold a conversation. So, I thought I would share another one of his favorite things, talking. :)

He's getting better with signing too. Along with dog he's been saying/showing "fan" & "light" more & more each day.

We can't take the credit for everything, just 99.9%. His friend at daycare, Stefano would say tick tock through out the day. I guess it's fun to do because before we knew it, Cameron was chiming right along with him.

What's that? You want more video of Cameron?! Ask & you shall receive my dear Cameron fans. Did you wonder how to sound like an airplane? Watch closely & listen well, Cameron will teach you.

Next lesson, The Law of Gravity.

Today, I'm going to take over the world.

2009-11-13T07:35:00.000-08:00

To say Cameron has a strong personality is an understatement.

For being so young, he already behaves so grown up at times.

Well, grown up in a baby kind of way. :)

“I don’t want to sit in the cart mama, I want to sit on the floor.” Ok, happy baby.

“Oh, a duckie washcloth. Let me reach over & pull it off the shelf. Here mama, you can buy it for me.” Ok, happy baby.

“You really don’t have to lay me down to take my medicine. I’ll willingly drink it sitting up. I’ll even cry for more, because I know it will help me get better.” Yay, happy baby.

“Oh, I think I’ll crawl today.” Yaaa – Wait, what?

Yup, just like that Cameron decided he was going to crawl.

I went to pick him up from daycare last night & Miss Becca was so excited to tell me the news. She said it was for a few seconds but he was definitely crawling. At first I was a little upset that I didn’t get to see for myself, but then I sat Cameron by the kitchen while I got his dinner ready. And he just crawled on over to the dogs dish bowls & started taking their food out. I couldn’t help but laugh, laugh because of course that would be the first thing he would crawl too but the fact that he was on the move.

When Paul came home I had plenty of video to share with him. We just kept laughing & replaying the footage.

I just can’t believe it. My son, Mr. Anti Crawl I can reach it if I just stretch enough, decided he would crawl. Not just semi crawl, but crawl as if he’s been doing it for ages too. I can’t help but laugh, he just does what he pleases & there’s really no guessing what he’s going to do next.

So, if/when he declares he’s going to be an astronaut, President or a cowboy that wrangles cats, I won’t be the least bit surprised. I’ll just think back to this day & say, “I think you’ll be the best *insert aspiration here* there ever was.”

I love...

2009-10-25T23:56:00.000-07:00

I love how you smile when I say, I love you.

I love how you wave your arms in the air out of excitement.

I love how little thing, like going up/down the stairs excites you.

I love how you’re learning to sign back (allll done!)

I love how you can play alone, but always welcome the company.

I love how you smile & devour your snack, when daddy ask, “can I have some".

I love how you think about sharing, and then do it.

I love how your voice trembles & lips quiver when you're upset.

I love watching you give love to Oscar & Sadie.

I love how you use my shirt to pull yourself up.

I love your infectious laugh, your bubbling personality & how you're quickly turning into a little boy who knows what he likes & what he wants.

But most of all I love you.

I love how you can turn a simple moment into a priceless one.

I love how you can make me stop what I'm doing, dash for the camera & capture every priceless moment I can.

Mama, look at what I can do.

2009-10-25T23:40:00.000-07:00

Yes, now lay down & act like a baby.

*sigh* As ironic as it sounds, I cannot get over how big Cameron is getting.

I use to think it was so silly when people would say, "my baby is growing up so fast!"

Of course they are, they’re babies. Babies grow up, duh.

But now that I have my own, I can see exactly what they were talking about.

It's not about them growing bigger.

Or all of the milestones that they've met.

It's about the journey we’re made together.

Of course Paul’s always been there, but there’s a special bond I have with Cameron.

Feeling his hiccups, his kicks to holding him in my arms for the very first time to knowing what to do to make him calm down, not knowing what to do but being there just the same.

I remember I couldn't get over how this baby was at one time in my belly. Even when he was so very small I couldn't wrap my head around it.

Each passing day my love grows right along with him and I honestly don’t know what my future held without seeing him right there with us.

Now I see this little boy emerging from what was once that tiny baby.

Big boy! I can't wait to see how tall he is next Halloween. :)

Through out the day he insisted on standing up. Shakin' his groove thang with Miss Tessa.

I've never been a huge fan of baby shoes. I thought it was silly to buy shoes for a baby that has no use for them. But after the pumpkin patch we went out & purchased Cameron's first pair of shoes.

I think he likes them. :)
PHEW! This standing up is hard work mama.
One of Cameron's favorite things, is yelling the moment we leave the house. He loves hearing his voice echo through out the hallway.
I'm sure the neighbors appreciate it, especially when we leave before 7 during the weekday.

This last picture just melts my heart.

*sigh*

So know I understand, my baby is growing up too, too fast.

Baby Rule #3

2009-10-25T22:24:00.000-07:00

Do not question the love a boy has for his ball.

It's become bit routine to "check out" a toy from daycare.

Cameron picks out one (whichever one he plays with the most that week) and we return it the following week.

We've had big toy truck, xylophone alligator, ball with toy hamster inside, tambourine, small toy truck, toy that had spinning ducks....you get the idea.

Well Thursday night I went to pick up the Cheese & what did I find?
He was playing with the room beach ball, hmm.

Miss Ruth said the first day she brought it in for beach day, Cameron was scared of it.

So scared, he would cry if it got too close to him. :(

But over time & I'm sure watching everyone else have fun with it, he's grown to love it too.

What a wonderful story right?

It's great, really it is.

Cameron put the ball back, we're not taking the huge beach ball home.

Note to self: Do not try to take beach ball away from Cameron.

So, as comical as we looked I placed Cameron in his carseat & he held onto the ball.

I was too busy saying, "are you kidding me? we're taking the beach ball?" to take a picture.

As soon as we came home he went straight for his new toy & well, had a ball. ;)
This is my ball Oscar, you can look at it but don't touch. Matter of fact, stop looking.
Mama, cross out Infant & put Cameron.
Ok mama, I'm going to throw it to you & you throw it back.

See, wasn't that fun?! Now let's do it 1,432 more times!
As usual, Friday was daddy & bebe day.

When I walked through the door Paul told me all about Cameron's love for the beach ball.

Yeah, I think he likes it just a tad.

Paul even surprised me with a video to show proof.

It has a Blair Witch vibe, but it was sweet that Paul thought to record & share with me.

Ahh, to be that content with a 99 cent ball. :)

Yes I will buy that picture for $50

2009-10-20T20:24:00.000-07:00

I'm sure it's very apparent I love taking pictures of Cameron.

I don't have that many baby photos of myself, and I'm sure that's where my obsession began.

Now scrapbooking, that's a whole other story.

I can't say I've tried, but I don't see it happening.

All the pictures will go into a photo album, in a frame, on the wall or on my work desk. :)

But then, picture day at daycare arrived.

Actually, let's take it back even further.

Before we left the hospital they offered newborn pictures.

Of course we let them take pictures.

And then, of course we bought them.

Do not attempt to adjust your screens. Cameron use to not only be that tiny, but that skinny!

hehe Just look at those perfect piano playing fingers.

Love.

Our child was obviously the next Gerber baby & we bought them right away.

The plan was to have Cameron sign each one & give away to his loyal fans.

Instead...we bought & safely tuck them away in a nice envelope.

Then to make sure their safety was reinforced, we stuck that envelope in our cabinet where they've been kept safe, since January. :p

Then picture day at daycare arrived.

Oh glory, my little boy was getting his first "school" picture!

We just had to buy them, not only were they cute but the moment had to be saved forever.

We would save one for us & give the rest out to Chunka Cheese fans worldwide.

I admit, the backdrops aren't the *gag* cutest but that smile just sucks you in.

So, we grabbed his newborn pictures down from the cabinet & placed our new purchase in the same envelope.

Yup, we were going to mail both pictures together!

This was a BRILLIANT idea!

So right away we tucked that envelope into our cabinet, for safety reasons of course.

That was back in April.

Do you see a trend forming?

Hmm, my ability to mail out pictures is right up there with scrapbooking.

Well, glorious picture day has arrived yet again!

And seriously, we're buying copies & mailing them out.

Honest.

Promise!

Who could resist this laid back pose, arm against the bridge and all?
Or this handsome smile, teeth & all! Don't you just want to gobble him up?

How could we not buy them, right?

If all else fails, at least they'll be a nice addition to our already growing collection. ;)

Home Is Where The Cheese Is

2009-10-19T22:21:00.000-07:00

This weekend was hard for many reasons.

1. I was leaving Cameron for almost 3 days.

2. I was saying good-bye, to my beautiful friend Jewelyn.

3. I was leaving Cameron for almost 3 days.

I knew I was going to cry.

Admitting I was stressed out is sugar coating it.

I was scared out of my mind.

It was stressful, the upcoming services, driving alone, being away for so long but I knew if I didn't go, I would regret it.

I'm so lucky to have Paul. I don't really know if I would have went if he wasn't so supportive of me going.

So, I packed the night before & "planned" on leaving after Cameron went down for his first nap & then decided to leave at 8.

Well, after trying to leave several times, I ended up leaving after he went down for a nap. We said goodbye & Cameron started to reach out & cry for me.

*insert worst mama in the world feeling here*

I stayed a bit longer, we sang "the ants go marching", marveled at the wonder that is a ROCK and danced.

Then finally I was on my way.

The drive wasn't terribly bad. It was great to spend times with wonderful friends, missed family & driving through familiar roads.

The services were so beautiful. I was so nervous the day of. My palms were sweaty, my stomach was just in complete knots.

Then I arrived at the church.

All my anxiety just lifted & I knew I had made the right decision.

The services were beautiful, just as Jewelyn. Every moment was heartfelt & I was so relived I was not only a part of her celebration of life, but that she was & will forever be my friend.

My trip was short, bittersweet but full of love & priceless memories.

It's always wonderful to surround yourself with people who love you, for you.

So, of course coming home was the cherry on top!

I made excellent timing & was so happy to see my little man.

As I walked through the doors he smiled & then looked around as if he was thinking, "look! mama's back!"

I picked him up & he starting pulling himself up in excitement. It was the best welcome home hug.

Since it was still early a trip to the park was in order.

The famous, crawling is over rated, I can reach it streeeeetchhhhh.

We decided to feed the ducks.

Ok, Cameron ate but he was kind enough to let the ducks watch.

Paul joined us after work, ahhhh another face I've missed.

It was so nice relaxing & spending time together.

We walked around & found a bucket swing!

Cameron has yet to swing on his own, so I was (probably the most) excited. :D

Well, it looks and sounds like someone was a little excited too. *coughpaulcough*

After the park, we headed home just in time for Cameron's bath.
His new "game" is leaning over & reaching for toys.

Then, if they're just a wee bit out of his reach, he politely says, "mama can you get that for me?"

Ahhh, I've missed that face.

So very happy to be home with my boys, my beautiful family.

Cali, see ya in December!

Cameron fall down, go boom

2009-10-16T09:47:00.000-07:00

With Paul's new work schedule we needed a sitter.

So, last Friday Cameron went to daycare for an hour, an hour.

Within that hour Cameron knocked "first bruise" from his check list.

Mr. Anti-Crawl-Don't-Worry-I-Can-Scoot-And-Reach did just that for a toy.

Somehow his revision to crawling didn't go according to plan.

He fell forward onto said toy and ate it, hard. :(

Miss Ruth gave him lots of love, poor guy.

He fell so hard the bruise was in the shape of the toy, boo hoo.

I wont' lie.

As soon as I saw him I freaked out.

He had a nasty diaper rash a few days ago. When I say nasty, it was bad, really, really bad.

I got a call from Miss Ellen & she said it looked like a hive.

Doing what I do best, I freak out & make a mad rash for the store.

After buying a bottle of Calamine I rush to daycare, turns out it's just a rash.

He's never had a diaper rash & I wasn't sure if it was a rash or allergic reaction to a new food.

So, I ran back out & bought Bag Balm (if you don't have it, get it today!) & oatmeal for his bath.

Now, a few days later I walk into the infant room & it looks like a hive across his face.

{{insert panic mode yet again}}}

I had to sign an incident report & joked about getting a copy for his baby book.

*sigh* He's a boy, I know this is the first of many but, *sigh*

As ironic as it may seem, that's a picture of Paul & Cameron playing "boop".

It started when Diana came down to visit.

She would say "Toques" & bump Cameron's head.

He had no idea what was going on.

Well now, Paul says "boop" and they butt heads. :/ Oh joy.

My bebe may try to act tough & butt heads withe the best of them.

But I know better. :)

Then, later that weekend Cameron woke up with a cold.

He rubs his nose when it runs, combine that with crankyness & you get another wound.

A scratch that ran from under his eye almost to his chin. :(

So, w/a bruise & battle wound I couldn't help but buy this shirt to celebrate the occasion.

Perfect, no? ;)

Seriously, how do you title a story like this one?

2009-10-10T19:41:00.000-07:00

When most people ask how Cameron's doing I'll always make it a point to say, "he's still nosy".

Inquisitive, taking in the world, always wanting to be in the loop.

Call it what you want, my son is down right nosy.

Not sure where he got that trait from, hmmmm.

Being so inquisitive has led him to mimicking as well.

He's gone from mimicking noises, gestures, rubber neck syndrome & now this.

Last night we got home a tad late from daycare (read: I talked too long with Ruth).

We usually take out his red push car & walk all around the neighborhood.

Since we were already running late I decided to just carry Cameron.

We walked over to the poop zone.

Sadie is a poop champ. She doesn't put on a show, just takes care of business.

Oscar on the other hand is a PITA.

I mean, he needs coaching. :D

I'm usually quite patient w/his song & dance.

You can't look at him, he has to sniff over every inch 3x over, circles 3,423x then when you finally think he's going for it, he hears a noise & the process starts all over again.

Ugh.

I'll usually yell out, "POOP! OSCAR POOOOOOOOOOP!!!"

I am fully aware the neighbors peak out their window & judge.

I know & accept this.

But, I live w/freak dog & can yell if I please.

So, it didn't matter to Oscar that it was getting dark & Cameron needed his bath.

After pleading I finally told Cameron, "Tell Oscar to go poop."

Funny enough he started yelling out toward Oscar, da a-daaaaa!

So, here I am saying poop! Poooooooop, go poo poo!

And what do I feel?

Cameron bracing down.

He was bracing down, red in the face & grunting.

My son was trying to poop.

I've heard of sympathy pain, but he was taking it just a bit too far.

The princess, the giant & the squirrel.

2009-10-08T19:57:00.000-07:00

Amazing, amazing, amazing.

The generosity of so many has been so amazing.

Kim has been receiving loads of donations.

A yard sale was held for the Jewelyn Okamoto Memorial Fund. The girls raised $1,200, woo hoo!

Miss Gabrielle is finally home with daddy.

You can go here for updates & pictures.

She's just too precious for words, and that hair! You know I'm a sucker for wild hair. ;)

Speaking of hair you want to run through your fingers, Mr. Cameron is getting BIG-ger.

He just had his 9 month check up (insert hysterical crying).

Stats, 20.3 lbs & 26" long!

Our giant genes are starting to take over.

Since it was Paul's day off, he took over shot duty for this round.

He reported Cameron cried for a second.

Hmmm, that's not how I remember the last two visits.

There was screaming, pleading, scratching at the door to get out-oh wait, that was me.

My tough little man. The warrior Snoopy bandaid was kept for a warning to the Gu guey (sp?).

When I got home Paul met me outside, just to show pics & video from their day.

Isn't that just oozing of daddy love?

Here's a video of Cameron saying "ten".

Last but not least, climbing over Mt. Jackson to reach the camera (sorry, I don't now how to flip it).

I don't know what's more hysterical. Cameron leaping over or Paul's laugh. :)

And a few pics showing off my bebe.

Ahh, those squishable cheeks. He's hiding something in there, I'm almost certain.

Jewelyn Okamoto Memorial Fund <3

2009-09-29T14:22:00.000-07:00

I just get so overwhelmed by the positive response we've been recieving for Phillip & Gabrielle.

Thank you so much for not only taking the time to give your support, but for passing on the information to your friends & family.

A memorial fund as finally been set to receive any/all donations. We're still unclear on what type of formula Miss Gabby is taking, but all unused donations will be forwarded to the Liz Logelin Foundation.

So, in the end your generosity will help out a family that's in great need. <3

A PO Box has been set up to receive formula checks and diaper coupons.

Formula checks and diaper coupons can be sent to:
Jewelyn Okamoto Memorial Fund
PO Box 235971
Encinitas, CA 92023-5971

For those who want to send packages (larger than an envelope), the address for that is:
Brandi Futrell
c/o Jewelyn Okamoto Memorial Fund
14928 S. Maple Ave.
Gardena, CA 90248

Jewels, I just know you're smiling down & in disbelief.

You were & always will be forever loved.

We miss you, and Miss Gabby will not go without.

We will make sure of it!

Please, wake me up

2009-09-27T19:53:00.000-07:00

Wow, today has certainly been surreal.

I've gone from disbelief, sad, angry to sad again.

My friend Noush called and not knowing otherwise, thought she was going to tell me about her trip.

I wish.

She had some unbelievable news about our friend Jewelyn.

A little back story, after having a loss her & her husband were finally expecting.

They found out it was a girl and in true Jewelyn style she wanted bunnies as her theme.

She loves bunnies.

No, not love, looooooooooves bunnies.

It didn't matter stuffed, print, real, bunnies always had a special place in her heart.

She was so obsessive, err- her love was so strong she would ask me to send her bunny gifts on Farm Town (a game on facebook aka cyber crack).

She carried their daughter Gabrielle full term, in fact she didn't go into labor until her due date!

It was no surprise to anyone that she was ready to have Miss Gabby.

She even joked about kicking her out.

Her humor was priceless. :)

Even the day Gabrielle was due to arrive she posted the following on her facebook;

Even with bouts of nausea for 18 weeks, I can honestly say I have enjoyed being pregnant these past 9 months, but I am also glad this journey is about to end, and start a new chapter in my life. I am 40 weeks pregnant... 0 day to go. ;-)

Unfortunatly, she didn't make it.

An emergency c-section was required to deliver little miss Gabrielle.

After the procedure, Jewelyn had complications & suffered from an amniotic fluid embolism &
disseminated intravascular coagulation (DIC).

She lost brain activity & required life support.

Thoughts, prayers & well wishes went out to the family, but Jewelyn lost her battle.

She passed away today, at 11:30 PST

Jewelyn was a beautiful person, inside & out.

She had one of those personalities you just couldn't help but be drawn to and love.

Being in contact with her nephew I just know, Gabrielle will in her own way, know her mother.

She will always be told how wonderful a person her mother truly was to the world.

She leaves behind a beautiful family loving friends & made a differance in the world through teaching.

But, her true dream was finally met.

In the end she was finally a mother.

Amist all the sadness, reality will surely set in for her husband & will need all the support we can give him.

Not only will he have to face no longer having his best friend, he will need to care for his daughter.

I'm sure time off of work will begin to heal his heart.

A paypal account has been set up for her family so they can grief probably & not having to worry about finances, formula, clothing or whatever else may occur.

Donations can be sent to; 4jewelyn@gmail.com

100% of the donations will go directly to the family.

Times are financially tough for many of us, trust me I know.

Every little bit adds up & counts.

If you don't feel comfortable donating via paypal, you can also give a donation to the
Liz Logelin Foundation under Jewelyn's name.

The founder Matt has contacted my friend Kim, and is familier with Jewelyn & her story.

She was a giving, loving person.

I'm going to miss her greatly, but am blessed to say that she was my friend.

Please pray.

2009-09-27T14:02:00.001-07:00

Baby Gabrielle, your mother was, and will forever be a beautiful person in my heart.

I know she will always be by your side, and I am thankful to have known her & privileged to call her my friend.

I truly am at a lost for words.

After the birth of her daughter, my friend Jewelyn faced complications & is now on life support.

To read further details, and to donate to her family please click here.

Times are financially tough for many of us, but every little bit helps.

More times than not, we take each other for granted.

Hug your loved ones a little tighter & remind them how much they mean to you.

Sure, your smile is super cute.

2009-08-31T21:17:00.000-07:00

But let's not forget about those squishable, in dire need of some lovin' cheeks.

Lushious, poof worthy hair...

Melt your heart, doe shaped eyes...

Pouty lips, perfect for giving and receiving kisses ...

Fashion forward sense of style...

And overall cuteness, overload personality.

The Evolution of Cameron's Personality

2009-08-27T14:20:00.000-07:00

We expected for our baby to be able to communicate before being able to speak.

How he would communicate was beyond me.

A smile?

A laugh?

When Mr. Man was a newborn he would let us know what he liked,

By not crying. hehe

Over time he began to smile, kick, open his mouth wide open, blow raspberries, yell, grab for anything within reach, sign "milk", kiss, mimic, hug...

PHEW! I'm sure I missed some, but you get the picture.

I guess he wanted to make sure we kept up the good work.

Now he's acquired, ummmm a new reaction to his favorite things.

Favorite thing #1:
Watching the dogs walk toward him.

As you can see in the end, Sadie kept putting her ball by him. :/ I guess she's trying to make "throwing the ball" on his list of faves.

Favorite thing #2:
Blue Wall!!! (It's at the park downstairs from our apt. It's a crime if we don't visit it before & after our walks)

Heh-heh, heh-heh, heh-heh

Cameron Fans

2009-08-27T11:33:00.000-07:00

I had this fantastic idea regularly responding to each comment via post.

You take the time to comment, I should show some love back.

Yeah.

It's the thought that counts right?

Giggle Fest:

Thanks ladies! It cracks us up every time.

Evening: Brilliant! Once I figure out how to bottle sound I will send you 33% of the profits. :D

Baby Rule #1:

Thankfully he's feeling 99% better. He woke up once last night, but that was for a bottle. Chunk.

Mah-Maaah:

Noush: You seriously made my day. No, week. No, no YEAR!

Grandma J: I couldn't have put it better myself!

Mah-Maaah

2009-08-25T20:56:00.000-07:00

My baby is amazing, a genius, child prodigy if you will.

Last Friday he said his first word, mama.

His tongue muscles aren't fully developed so it's still a work in progress.

And unless you have a trained ear (as I do) his M's might sound a bit harsh.

If you're on the brink of going deaf, it might sound like a D.

Either that or his Az accent is thick.

But in my heart (keep the laughter down to a polite chuckle) his first word is mama.

Let me also note, on Saturday morning I woke up to Paul coaching Mr. C.

"Da-da. Cameron say DA-DA"

I promptly rolled out of bed, stuck my head out of our door & said, "MAH! MAH!"

Hmph! Paul's tongue muscles must be underdeveloped too.

Rule #1: Babies shouldn't be allowed to get sick.

2009-08-25T14:03:00.000-07:00

Well, this weekend was interesting to say the very least.

Poor Cameron had a cold.

I knew something was up Friday night.

When it was bedtime, he didn't want a bottle (SHOCKER), instead he wanted to be rocked to sleep.

*swoon*

At the time I thought this was the best idea yet.

Then along came Saturday.

Saturday was a bad, bad day.

Paul had to be at work by 1pm.

So we headed out to look at a few houses.

We warned our realtor that Cameron wasn't feeling in a good mood.

Brian said he didn't believe it, Cameron is always happy.

So, of course Cameron had to prove me wrong.

Well, close to 12 we headed home & Cameron went down for a nap.

After he woke up from his nap the real fun began.

He woke up screaming (I hate that), when I went to pick him up he was HOT.

Not sweaty hot, but pleasedontbesick kind of hot.

I won't lie, I freaked.

I took his temp, and it was 102.4 :( :( :(

I texted Ruth (from daycare) right away.

And she said the dreaded words: Urgent care.

I was home alone.

Paul wouldn't be home until late.

And I'm miles, hundreds of miles away from family.

Living far away can majorly suck some days.

I finally called my bestie Diana.

Even thought it may seem like common sense I needed to hear it from someone.

"Call the Dr. Brandy"

I called & I'm so glad I did.

She calmed me down 99% (he was still sick, I couldn't let my guard down).

After a quick run to pick up medicine (fyi, don't walk to the store w/a sick child. No matter how close it may be, no matter how much he loves the outdoors), his temp went down.

I didn't retake it, the dr. told me not to.

I would only drive myself crazy.

She knows me so well. :)

The lowest point of that day was not really knowing what to do.

He wanted to be held, I held him.

He wanted me to rub/run my fingers down his back until he fell asleep, I did that through out the day.

He wanted a chocolate chip cookie, ok even I have a limit. ;)

By Monday we went to visit the Dr. and he was clear of any infection.

He just had a cold, thank goodness!

So for $35 I had piece of mind & now know (for a fact) that he weighs 19 lbs.

I guess the fruit scale at the market doesn't lie, hehe.

I should be thankful (which I am) that he doesn't get sick often.

But, when he does.

It pulls on my heart strings.

So again, Rule #1: Babies shouldn't be allowed to get sick.

What's a post without pics?

A boring one.

With that said, my baby is a goof, cold and all. :)

The carpet needs love too.

Giggle Fest

2009-08-19T09:04:00.000-07:00

Monday night Cameron was full of giggles.

After swimming (for over an hour) he was ready for a bottle.

Of course once he was on the floor the Sadie & Oscar had to be within arms reach.

We're so lucky that they've adjusted so well with Cameron (not that they had a choice).

And Cameron is slowly but surely learning "nice" when petting them.

Sometimes he gets nice confused with yank.

But we're working on it. :)

Even if we're around the house he's usually wearing a onesie.

But since he was starving, I didn't waste time.

Before we knew it he was busting up as Sadie's hair rubbed up against his buddha belly.

Which of course made us laugh.

Then it was bath time.

Paul is definitely the animated one of us two.

He's always finding new ways to put a smile on Cameron's face.

And mine too.

I love that laugh.

love, love, love.

Go, Cameron go

2009-08-09T12:13:00.000-07:00

The clarity on this video is not that great, but it's better than nothing. ;)

Yesterday afternoon we headed out for Cameron's favorite thing.

Swimming!

As soon as he sees his blue boat, it's all over.

His mouth goes wide open & his legs start kicking all over the place.

Cameron has loved the water since his first real bath (no sponge, please).

So, we tried out swimming classes & he was a natural.

Nothing has changed since then.

He now understands that kicking moves him in the water (and he would go so much faster, if mommy & daddy didn't get in the way).

If he sees his ducky or boat in the pool he turns into a little frog & kicks toward them.

He's even spotted the flowers along the pool & swam toward those.

Don't worry, I got pics on the disposable of that too. ;) Daddy was so proud. hee hee

Yesterday, he kept wanting to go toward a beach ball.

The little girl who brought it, was nice enough to let him play with it.

Without further ado, our little nemo.

Eyes, fingers, toes

2009-08-09T11:53:00.000-07:00

Everyday Paul & I try to point out everyday items to Cameron.

It's good for him to associate objects with words & he's getting real good at it.

During swimming I saw some birds fly overhead, so I said, "Look birds Cameron!"

He instantly tilted his head back to the sky.

It was so cute.

He kept looking around for birds so Paul took a picture with our disposable water camera.

When we develop the pictures I'll be sure to share them with you.

I love that he's catching onto (even the little things) so quickly.

Along with birds, tree, flowers, blue wall (all his favorite things) we've moved onto body parts.

During lunch today we had a break through!

Cute now, not so cute in his teenage years.

free admission = priceless memories

2009-08-07T07:07:00.000-07:00

Not too long ago we joined a few playgroups on Meet Up.

It has definitely helped us (ok me) living in a new state.

The people are nice, and most of them are savvy on children friendly places.

On Sunday we headed to Az Museum for Youth.

Not only was it baby friendly, but admission was free!

We got there early so we hung out downtown to watch the cars whizz by.

Cameron is so fascinated with cars nowadays.

At our complex a Harley was about to drive off & the driver saw Cameron

He was nice enough to drive up to us & let him touch his bike.

Cameron was in boy heaven.

Even when the engine was revved, Cameron was unphased.

Total, 100% boy.

I'm sure we could have stayed for hours car watching, but we had play dates, so off we went!

Right away the kids running up & down the slide ramp caught Cameron's eye.

He kept opening his mouth wide open & kicking his legs in excitement.

After running up the ramp with Cameron, handing off to Paul so he could "slide" down,

Walking down the ramp, Paul walking up & handing Cameron off to me so he could slide,

We decided to move onto another portion of the museum. :/

There was a closed off play area for 2 & under.

We forgot socks (oops), and little did we know the sock police were on patrol.

Thankfully one of Cameron's play dates let him borrow a pair.

He really loved grabbing all the toys & making sure they were safe for the other children.

He's so polite.

As you can see, he's really got his impression of a bulldog down.

Bibs have become a staple part of his outfit.

After a quick wardrobe change, bottle feed & 15 mins nap, we headed to the light table.

Even though Cameron kept making faces as he tasted each piece, that didn't slow him down.

It must be a good chapter.

It's toe curl worthy.

The famous (to us) look of excitement.

It's the slide Daddy, the slide!

Yup, did that for another 15 mins.

Wrapped.

Wrapped, tightly around those perfectly kissable little fingers.

Num, num, num

2009-08-06T10:18:00.000-07:00

Hopefully this works.

I try to take video of Cameron to share daily with family/friends on my phone.

I think blogger will allow me to upload to his blog.

So, here goes nothing!

This was taken July 27th, his 7th month milestone!

To celebrate, we broke out the banana Finger Puffs.

For his first time, I think he did a fantastic job.

To quote Vivian (Julia Roberts) from Pretty Woman

They're "slippery little suckers"

Cameron Fans

2009-08-06T09:07:00.000-07:00

Angie: He truly is a happy baby. Just don't take too long with his food or mess with nap time. ;)

Grandma: There's a few books that look fun to read here. When I see you, we can read them together. How about you read them and I'll turn the pages? I'm really good at turning the page. Sometimes I get so excited, I'll turn the page before mommy is done reading. She needs to read faster.

Leslie: Thank you so very much. For such a little guy, he's just full of personality!

Give me kisses!

2009-08-06T08:58:00.001-07:00

Cameron has been giving kisses for awhile now.

But, because I'm a horrible blogger you were unaware. *slaps hand*

If you ask (nicely), "give me a kiss" he's more than happy to oblige.

I load up on kisses when we pick him up for daycare.

Dropping off, not so much.

He's too busy trying to figure out which toy to play with first.

"mama, you can leave now. don't give me kisses in front of everyone."

He's starting to give hugs, but kisses are his favorite.

Probably because they're not full of wet, gooey, goodness.

Happy 6 months Mr. Cameron

2009-07-17T06:49:00.000-07:00

Who is this little man, and where did my baby go?

Cameron is learning, exploring & wrapping us a tighter around his little fingers.

He had his 6 month check up on the 27th.

Yes, I've been a bad blogger, I confess.

It's been a lot harder than I anticipated.

Believe you me, there are plenty of pictures & stories to share.

Getting time to actually update his blog is a whole other story.

But, you're always welcome to come visit & see our little man in person. ;)

I'll even bakes some cookies.

How's that for an open invitation?

At Mr. Cameron's check up he weighed 17.25 lbs (CHUCK) & 26.25 inches long .

As you can see jar food has been a huge hit.

Cameron's favorites include (so far) peas, green beans, squash, pears, fresh bananas (yes, fresh. I have to squish fresh bananas for the king because jar is unacceptable), fresh avocado and watermelon.

How does he eat the fresh watermelon?

Well, some smarty pants came up w/the idea of netted "pacifier" contraption.

You're able to snap it open, insert fruit and snap close.

Why, can't I think of a multi-million dollar idea? Even a thousand dollar idea would suffice.

~Along with working on his Buddha belly, Cameron also loves to clap.

Even if he's a tad grumpy, a little YAY! will get him going. So cute.

~Thankfully, he's not Mr. Grumpy Pants that often. He (WE) survived his first tooth. That stubborn tooth finally broke through. His one tooth grin is priceless.

~I hope this doesn't jinx anything but, for the past couple of nights he's slept through the night. For awhile he would wake up (if we were lucky) once for a bottle. But, he's finally gone to bed by 8 & waking up as late as 7:30!

~He's becoming a PLOP! champion. Rolling over & not automatically crying. It's the little things that count too.

~For about a week, he's been pushing & scooting around the carpet. Poor Oscar & Sadie. They have no idea what's in store.

~He's getting bolder & stronger with sitting up. He not only sits up but leans over for objects.

To be perfectly honest my baby is nosey. He's nosey just like his mama & makes me love him more. You can't pass by an object without him grabbing for it or stretching his neck out to see his surroundings. I've yet to get that on camera but trust me, cuteness overload.

Once, while in the produce at Target he grabbed a plastic bottle of lemon juice. He held onto that little bottle until we got to the check out. The employee was pretty impressed & laughed.

~That brings us to his next attribute. He's Mr. Social. I believe that's how the clapping caught on.

"Oh. If I clap it makes the ladies swoon. *CLAP* *CLAP*"

~He's definitely found his voice. He's been practicing is voice range. Usually he keeps it on LOUD. The first time he realized it could reach the pitch of ear ringing, I panicked. I thought he was in pain, so I lifted him out of the Jumperoo.....and he laughed. Oh really?

~Giving kisses. He loves to grab your face, open mouth & plant a big, fat, juicy one on your cheek, chin, ear, forehead. Basically whatever he can get a hold of.

Yesterday, he decided to give a kiss to one of the little girls at daycare. :/ Too soon, my little chunk, too soon.

~Associates his floatie with swimming. I realized this one a little too late. I left his floatie out & once he saw it he started kicking his legs. It now stays in the closet until we go swimming.

~Holding up his bottle. Again, too soon. Paul loves that he's starting to hold it but in defiance I knock it out of his hand. You need me! Stop it!

~He understands the word "hit". Not in a DONTHITTHEDOG!!! kind of way. We bought a few books with build in balls that squeak. We tell him to "hit it" so the ball will squeak. Now he grabs the books & hits the ball without our coaching.

~We've been working on Sign Language. We started with a few basic words but he's beginning to sign "milk". It doesn't happen every time but he's catching on. :)

Old favorites are still favorites:

~Whistling (Blowing raspberries. Think Party King Julian from Madagascar: Return to Africa)

~Swimming. We go at least twice a week. He loves it so much we don't restrict to just day visits. We'll venture out at night too.)

~Kick-kick-kick!!! Just say the words & his little legs go flailing about.

Old favorites that are still my favorite:

~Watching his face light up when I walk in the room.

~Watching my little fish swim. He kicks the entire time, he's a natural.

~Listening to him "talk" so he doesn't fall asleep, on our way home from daycare.

~Looking back & realizing that he finally talked himself to sleep.

~Spending time with my boys, my family, my loves.

I'm sure there's bits & pieces that I've missed. But I'll end it on that note.

Plus, what's a post with out pics?!

Here are a few (with many more to follow) of Wednesday night.

Just another carefree night full of laughter, drool, kick-kick-kick & funny faces.

See, that naughty tooth (his bottom left)?

Ay, yi, yi love this face.

My Little Bookworm

2009-06-26T06:41:00.000-07:00

When your Uncle Richard was a baby I would read to him. One of my favorite memories, when he started bringing the books to me. He would even ask me to sing along as we watched Disney movies. But, that’s another story. I loved reading so it was fun for me. I would sometimes get in trouble with your Great Grandma for reading in bed with my Mickey Mouse flashlight (yes, baby you can have a Mickey Mouse flashlight).

While I was pregnant, we started your book collection. I couldn't wait to read the classics! Dr. Suess, The Bernstain Bears, Little Critter or any book for that matter. When we first started reading to you, you just listened. You’re not so quiet now.

You bat at the books, “read” along & my new favorite, hold the books. We usually read at bedtime but anytime is a good time to read if you ask me.

So I grabbed "Rainy Day Friends" & I think this may be your favorite so far. You were laughing which made me laugh & squealed every time Patches the giraffe was on a page. She’s so pretty.

I love that you hold the book now & asked Daddy to take a picture. It was a wonderful surprise to see he took pictures of us. He’s the best.

My little bookworm, I can't wait for you to bring the books to me.

It's amazing how much my love can grow for someone so little.

all my hugs & kisses

Mommy

P.s. Auntie Julia, I included all the pictures for you. It's like you were there! ;)

Da-ddy

2009-06-19T14:43:00.000-07:00

Your daddy loves you so much.

When I was pregnant I told you all the time, "I found the perfect daddy for you. I can't wait until you meet him." & it's so true. Everyone can see the endless love he has for you. He never complains about changing your diapers, giving you a hug when you need it or waking up at midnight, 2 & sometimes once more at 4 to give you a bottle.

I still remember the day we found out you were a boy. The room was so dark I couldn't see his face but the nurse said, "oh daddy is crying" he was so happy. Then the day you were born, daddy cried again. Always tears of joy, my love. To watch him beam with pride while you "whistle", stick your feet in your mouth or kick those little legs fills me with so much love.

It's almost Fathers day. His first Fathers day & I'm a nervous wreck.

I want the day to be perfect.

I want his gifts to be perfect.

As perfect as you are, as perfect as daddy is for you.

I've come up with a few ideas for the day, a few presents in mind but the one that I feel will make the most impact is a picture. Miss Val took these pictures on our last family Cali trip. She put the whole thing together & I think it's just perfect.

I'm sure this will make those happy tears come out again, it did for Mommy.

Thanks again Val.

xoxoxo

Cameron's Fan Club

2009-06-03T21:10:00.000-07:00

I'm sure your fan club existed before, but it was declared the day we brought you home.

I posted this picture on myspace & captioned it "Cameron's Fan Club"
Then poof! Your club was born. So many people have joined. Friends, Family, even strangers off the street. Just one look at those dimples & they fall in love instantly.

One of your biggest fans, Miss Nicole.
She has been friends with mommy for a long time (9 years!). She's been so excited for your arrival (even before Mommy & Daddy were married). She has two little boys of her own Cooper & Chase so, before we left California she gave you a bunch of clothes, blankets, socks, even little hats. We were so sad to say goodbye but promised to stay in touch. Well, not only did we keep that promise but she sends you packages full of goodies. You've received jar food, jammies, a silk blanket w/football to hold, safari blanket, diapers & cute sport socks. She also sent a cute "Peas on Earth" onesie. Miss Nicole wanted us to send a picture of you in it. Well, at the time it was way too big. But now, it fits like a glove.

So without further ado, thank you Miss Nicole! We love & miss you very much!

You're so very loved, monkey.

Happy 5 Months Old To You!

2009-05-27T21:55:00.000-07:00

Happy 5 months to you,

Happy 5 months Mr. Cameronnnnn,

Happy 5 months to you!

Muah! Love you cupcake
Love Mommy

Rolly Polly

2009-05-17T21:08:00.000-07:00

You're so happy sitting up (with a little bit of help) I thought for sure you would never roll over. For awhile you've been teetering onto your side & then *PLOP* right back where you started. Today you teetered like usual, Daddy tried to be sneaky & say you rolled over but I said, "not until he's on his stomach." So, guess what you did Mr. Watch-what-I-can-do?

You rolled onto your stomach!

Weekend low: Wow, I can't really think of anything. We went out for dinner with friends on Saturday. You were a good boy. Didn't cry or fuss until it was close to bedtime (8). But, we came home gave you a bath, bottle & you were ready for bed. :)

Weekend high: I got my nails done. Just kidding! You rolled over love! I was sitting on the couch reading a book while Daddy laid next to you. He said you went onto your side & then fully rolled over! It was funny to watch Daddy jump up & shakes his arms in excitement, WOO HOO!" then I looked over & realized what was going on, "get the camera! get the camera!" Oscar & Sadie joined in the moment & started running around your play mat. It was definitely the hightlight of the weekend. :)

Hugs & kisses, kisses & hugs
I love you from here to the farthest star baby love
Love mommy

Happy Mother's Day (to me!)

2009-05-12T21:14:00.000-07:00

My love.

My buttercup, my lemon pie, my love bug.

My son.

It's still amazing that I have a baby. Not only do I have a baby but the fact that you're my baby. For being so small you bring so much joy & love into my life. Hearing you fart makes me smile. How's that for endless love?

This year was my first official Mother's day. It was nothing short of spectacular. Daddy pointed out that this time last year I didn't even know I was pregnant. How funny so much can change in one short year.

I was very excited to enjoy "my" day & parade around in a "yes, this is my baby boy" glow.

We started the day with breakfast. This became my favorite meal of the day when I was pregnant. Ok, eating in general made us happy but breakfast especially. Our first ride out to Az we saw a little restaurant that served breakfast & lunch only. The line wrapped around the block so we knew it had to be good. So on Sunday Daddy said we needed to wake up early (:/) for his first surprise of the day.

We waited next to an older lady & let me tell you, you made her day. You talked & smiled being as cute as can be. Just add her to your fan club. Another lady asked how old you were. She guessed you were 7 months! Chunka cheese, you're just a healthy lookin' boy. The wait wasn't too bad. They had water misters that kept you nice & cool.
After lunch we went home. Daddy left for a while so we took a nap on the couch. Napping with you is the best way to spend the day. You're so cuddly. When Daddy came home he woke me up (double :/) & gave me presents (triple :D). A bouquet of beautiful flowers with one very special "rose". Can you see it?

It's your handprint love!

The inside read:

Sometimes you get discouraged
because I am so small
and always leave my fingerprints
on furniture and walls
But everyday I'm growing
I'll be grown someday
and all those tiny handprints
will surely fade away
So here's a little handprint
just so you can recall
exactly how my fingerprint looked
when I was really small

Happy Mother's Day!
Love, Cameron

I cried, happy tears. It was very thoughtful, thank you (& to Miss Ruth who helped). It's being framed & going on the wall with the rest of your art work.

Then I was off for a massage. I think Daddy helped you with that present. :)
When I came home guess who else couldn't resist cuddling with you? After your (2nd!) nap we headed out to the pool.

The water was a little chilly, we've been spoiled with indoor/heated pools. So we made a quick dip into the spa.

You didn't mind getting your ears wet in warm water.

After our swim, Daddy started dinner & bbq'd some steaks (yummy!). Then it was bathtime. You're getting so good at noticing well, everything. That night you tried grabbing the drip of water from the faucet then saw your reflection & grabbed toward it.

You simply amaze me.

Thank you for the wonderful gifts & endless smiles.
All of my hugs & kisses

Mommy

Guess who's 4 months today?

2009-04-27T19:31:00.000-07:00

You, love bug!

This time last year, you were an itty, bitty bean in Mommy's belly. I remember looking at the sonogram and thinking,

"Holy moly, there's a baby in my belly!"

Now I hold you in my arms and think,

"Holy moly, you use to fit in my belly!"

Most importantly, who did I make silly faces with before you?

Priceless.

I love..

2009-04-23T16:26:00.000-07:00

Watching you try (& sometimes successfully) shove your fist into your mouth. Because one finger just isn’t enough.

How you’re slowly discovering your feet.

How your face lights up when we lift you into the air. Airplane, Weeeeeeee!!!

Watching your Dwayne “The Rock” impression while showing us how hard you can kick.

How infectious your laugh can be.

Watching your face light up when you see Daddy & Mommy.

Watching you push your feet against the floor as you lay. I can’t wait to see/hear your reaction when you roll over.

Pulling off your sock for bath time, holding it above your head, letting it fall & listening to you laugh on impact.

Listening to you “talk” on our way home from daycare.

Looking back when you stop talking & realize you fell asleep mid-sentence.

Singing “Put Your Head On My Shoulder” when you cry & feel you calm instantly.

The 9th wonder of the world: Your hair.

But most of all, I love being your Mommy. You’re so precious. From your long lashes (that seems to just emerge one day) to your feet (that feel soft as flour) I can’t help but be amazed by you & everything you do.

Hop, Hop, Hoppy First Easter!

2009-04-12T09:44:00.000-07:00

Yesterday, after your swimming lesson we went to go visit the Easter Bunny. Mommy sat you on his lap but we couldn't really see your face or cute little outfit. So, we decided to take a picture at home with your own Easter bunny.

Picture perfect.

Happy Easter love bug!

just keep swimming, swimming, swimming

2009-04-08T15:32:00.000-07:00

We were very busy this past weekend. On Friday, we made it to the menu tasting! It was nice to do something out of the ordinary and not have to worry about dinner. The food was delicious but the real highlight were the people. It’s always nice when strangers go out of their way to say how cute you are, look at that hair! or just to simply say hello. Usually you smile or coo back. You’re becoming quite the social butterfly!

On Saturday we woke up bright & early for our nature walk.

Nothing says good morning then a nice big stretch!

It was pretty windy so we put you in the stroller. I guess you weren’t too impressed by all the cacti.

So you decided to take a nap. I think you were just saving all your energy for later that day. The real fun began that afternoon. We drove out to Gold Metal Swim School for your very first swimming lesson.

We hoped you would enjoy the lesson but weren’t sure how you would react. Well, guess what?

You loved it.

After a few songs & water games the instructor handed us a swimming noodle. I held you for awhile but finally I (nervously) let you go.

My own little fishy. You did it! You kicked those little legs, sucked on the side of the noodle (very important) & just floated around worry free.

Daddy & I decided to sign you up for lessons. We’re going back on Saturday & it’s Daddy’s turn to play with you. Lucky Daddy.

Weekend low: Mommy was nervous about submerging you under water. Daddy was showing me how to do it & accidently dropped the camera in the pool.

Weekend high: Seeing you in those red Speedos.

I love you sugar plum.
All my hugs & kisses
Mommy

num, num, num

2009-04-03T16:33:00.000-07:00

You’ve always loved your hands. Even when you were in mommy’s belly, the dr. would give us an ultrasound & there you were, happily sucking your fingers. After you were born we would swaddle you to sleep, soon after you would wiggle your little fingers free & again, happily suck your fingers.

You’re getting so good at controlling your movements. So good in fact, that you can reach out to, grab & shove objects into your mouth. I say, shove because either your extremely excited to have something new to suck on or you’re attacking all of your blankets, bibs & most of all your toys.

This morning you thought it would be fun to spend some alone time with mommy. So you woke up at 4 am & the fun began. You ate, I got you dressed for the day & you showed Mr. Cow who’s boss.

num, num, num

Today’s low: It’s really, really windy today. Hopefully this doesn’t ruin our plans for tonight. We’re going to a cooking class. Yum!

Today’s high: I’ve never been happier waking up at 4am. Thanks for making mommy smile. How about we do it again, but this time around 6am?

I love you pumpkin butt
All my hugs & kisses
Mommy

~lucky number 27~

2009-03-31T08:22:00.000-07:00

Not only is your birthday on December 27th but Daddy’s is March 27th, Grandma Jackson is May 27th & cousin Alexis is August 27th. Now that is one special number!

This past Friday was Daddy’s 30th birthday. Even if we count all your fingers & toes that wouldn’t reach the number 30. So this was a very special, very BIG birthday for Daddy.

When we started dating we talked about kids. Not necessarily with each other but what we wanted in our future . Daddy wanted to be trying or have a baby by the time he was 30. Well little did he know at the time we would get married, I would get pregnant & you were be here to celebrate! See, you were thought of & loved way before you were born.

Daddy loved the present you picked out for him. He can’t wait to watch Madagascar: Escape to Africa with you. What’s your favorite animal? The giraffe with his long neck? Or how about the penguins? Do you like the way they walk?

Before we headed out for dinner I tried to get a quick picture. You decided your profile needed some attention.
After our delicious dinner the waiter brought a brownie with whip cream & a sparkler to celebrate. As soon as you saw the sparkler you didn’t look away until the flame went out. I think you’re going to like the 4th of July. Everyone carries a sparkler to celebrate.

After desert I tried again to take a daddy & son picture. You were a little more willing.

Not only did we celebrate daddy’s birthday but Grandma Jackson & Steve came down to visit & celebrate with us.

You loved all the attention Grandma Jackson gave you. She couldn’t believe how big you’ve gotten in 3 short months. On Monday you spent the full day with Grandma Jackson while Daddy & I went to work. She said you were a very good baby. You let out a very loud hiccup toward the end of the day. It was so loud you scared yourself & got upset. Poor baby.

But throughout the morning & day you smiled, told Grandma Jackson stories & showed her how hard you can kick. How fun! She even brought you some goodies during her visit. A dancing singing bunny for Easter, a couple of new outfits & a Bumbo!

We tried the Bumbo out but you’re not quite ready to sit up on your own. That’s ok, you had just as much fun sitting up with Grandma Jackson’s help.

Now, that's a happy baby!

The weekend low: Daddy is still sick. He can’t wait until he’s all better so he can kiss you all over!

The weekend high: Watching your reaction to the dancing bunny. I’ll have to take a picture next time. You looked so surprised it was singing & dancing just for you!

~blog changes~

2009-03-26T22:59:00.000-07:00

Hello Cameron's fan club :)
Just a little heads up. I've decided to write the same way I did in my pregnancy journal. I plan to one day print out Cameron's blog & want it to be directed toward him. Thanks for being interested in our days & leaving love comments. It's nice to see just how many fans Mr. Cameron has. ;)

xoxoxo
Brandy

You spy with your little eye.

2009-03-26T22:27:00.000-07:00

I keep saying I’m going to post about our weekend & time just keeps slipping away. But I want to recap while it’s still fresh in my memory so, better late than never.

On Friday after work you & I made a stop into Kohl’s. Silly as it sounds mommy gets nervous taking you out in public. I don’t want to stay feeling this way so a trip out shopping was in order. You're outgrowing all your clothes faster than we can replace them. I asked which outfit you liked the best but you weren’t interested. Instead you stared, cooed & smiled at the kids running through the aisle. You’re so aware of your surroundings now. I love it.

Soon we headed off to the frame department. I saw & held up a frog growth chart. Not thinking much of whether you would take an interest just that it matched your frog & turtle bathroom. But as soon as you saw the bright colors & big friendly frog prints you cooed & grabbed at it. No need to say more, mommy bought it for you.

The next day, Saturday you woke up with an eye infection. Poor baby. We don't know how you got an infection but Dr. Chiles prescribed you some drops. A few days later it healed up nicely. Besides the occasional goop you would never know anything was wrong. You were a happy baby, goop & all.

On Sunday you gave Daddy an early birthday gift.

You laughed.

We’ve heard you giggle. The giggles usually lead to hiccups but this past Sunday you laughed your little heart out. I was talking, playing & kissing you when all of a sudden you burst out laughing. It was the cutest laugh! Daddy kept asking me to make you laugh some more. We were having so much fun that we didn't even think to grab the camcorder & record you. We'll have to keep that in mind for next time. Great Aunt Roma has already put a special request.

To make sure your eye infection was healing properly we went to visit Dr. Chiles on Tuesday. The nurse weighed & measured you. You weigh 12 lbs & 1 oz. And, you measure 24 & a quarter inches. Good thing you picked out the froggie growth chart. Looks like we're going to start using it very soon!

As we waited you thought I should see how hard you can kick. You're getting really good! Daddy & I have noticed that if we don't pay attention you'll push your lips out & kick really, really hard! So I made sure to pay extra close attention & watch those little legs in action.

Dr. Chiles talked to you for a little bit & checked your eyes, nose & mouth. He said you looked great. Your eye was healing fine & you were getting to be a big boy!

Today's low: Daddy wasn't able to visit you during his lunchtime. He woke up with a cold & went home early. :( Hopefully he feels better tomorrow it's his 30th birthday!

Todays high: When I walked into the infant room you heard my voice & looked for me. When you saw my face you smiled. I felt so special. I think you missed me almost as much as I missed you!

I love you chunka cheese.

Love Mommy

Big hugs & kisses

My swaddle baby

2009-03-20T16:58:00.000-07:00

As new parents one of the very first lessons we received was how to swaddle.

Paul was definitely the swaddle pro. He made it so tight that Cameron (rarely) escaped. I on the other hand was not crowned swaddle champ. Cameron was so insistent on moving when I would swaddle with the receiving blanket. My little Houdini would quickly escape which led to flailing arms & ear piercing screams. It was so sad. Since he didn’t have complete control over his nervous system it was hard for him to keep those little arms down & stay asleep.

In fact I almost, ok I did, squeal with excitement after buying the kiddopotamus swaddle. The pre velcro tabs were heaven sent. Since purchasing a few & using them religiously Cameron's been able to not only stay asleep for naps but even through the whole night (!!!). Sometimes he squirms & pushes his little hand out to suck but for the most part he’s swaddled pretty tight.

Well last night I heard him moving about & grunting (no poop) in his bassinet. I turned to see what he was up to & somehow (ok, I swaddled) he got out of the kiddopotamus. He was trying to break a hand free but ended up with both arms out. He stretched them over his head, wiggled around for a bit then fell right back to sleep.

I anxiously waited for him to start flailing his arms & cry out for help. But seconds that led to minutes passed & he was still sound asleep.

It was a bittersweet moment. I was happy that he wasn’t upset but at the same time it hit me.

My love, my little baby boy wasn’t my twitching, crying newborn anymore. It so surreal to know that my baby (who is a week shy of 3 months) is learning & growing everyday. Quick as quick can be he's figuring out the world & growing up too darn fast.

Some things never change.

2009-03-20T08:34:00.000-07:00

Picture Taken: January 28, 2009
Picture Taken: March 19, 2009

Growing baby!

2009-03-18T10:02:00.000-07:00

After a quick nap Cameron had fun with Daddy. I almost missed these moments on film (forgot our camera at work) but quickly retrieved our old school camera out of storage. There’s a horrible delay but as you can see he loves his daddy.

In Cameron’s journal he (Miss Ruth) said that he loved tummy time on the Boppy! We knew his neck was getting stronger so we decided to see our little guy in action.

Good job love bug!

Pictures Taken: Marth 17, 2009

New jammies day!

2009-03-17T11:41:00.000-07:00

Since Cameron’s jammies were a bit snug we decided to make a quick stop to Target last night. Paul picked out a new car buddy for Cameron on Sunday. Cameron kept grabbing at him so I took him off the car seat & guess what? Cameron held onto him! He even moved the toy into his mouth. I’m telling you he’s getting smarter as each day passes.

As we looked through the jammies I pulled out a 6 month size. It was huge! So huge that I really hesitated to buy them. Paul said the length looked about right. So I convinced myself that ok the length might be right but there was no way my little baby boy would fill them out.

Well guess what?

Aaaa!! 6 months! The size is 6 months. He's barely going to be 3 months on the 27th! Where did the time go? I feel as though we just came home from the hospital & I was too scared to put his head through his shirts (yes, his soft spot freaked me out).

Picture Taken: January 2, 2009

All Other Pictures Taken: March 16, 2009

My growing chunka cheese

2009-03-16T16:22:00.001-07:00

Cameron surprised us last week by going to bed early & sleeping the whole night! Wednesday he fell asleep a little before 8. Since he didn’t take a nap when we arrived home I figured I would let him sleep then give him a bath when he woke up. He didn’t wake up until 6 the next morning! It was a pleasant surprise but I couldn’t sleep. I kept checking on him just to make sure he was ok. I guess daycare really tuckered him out.

He slept good the next couple of nights & then Friday arrived. We went out to dinner w/some co-workers. Cameron was taking a nap but woke up, was a bit fussy, ate & then went back to sleep. When we got home we took him a bath & I fed him thinking he would fall right to sleep like he had been. But no. He would cry. It was a horrible pain cry. The minute I would stop feeding him he would start screaming. On top of that when he would finally stay asleep he woke up several times. Then on top of that he hadn’t pooped since Thursday. I’ve heard/read that was normal for a breastfeed baby but I was scared he was in pain.

He was still cranky on Saturday. Plus no sign of poop. Poor guy. I took him on a walk in his Moby Wrap with Oscar & Sadie. After about 10 mins he knocked out. We knew he really liked the bouncer at daycare so Paul went out that day & bought one. What a nice Daddy. Since Cameron wasn’t in a good mood we didn’t test it out until Sunday.

He caught on fast!

He would hit the lion & watch it come toward his face. :)

Mommy I figured out what to do. Next toy please.

Nosey Sadie. ;)

Look what I can do.

Happy Baby!

Sunday was a good day & guess what else? Cameron pooped not once but twice! It’s not every day you get excited for a dirty diaper. Later that night Paul noticed Cameron was almost as long as his tub. Then when I went to put his jammies on they didn’t fit! The arms were too short & his legs were longer! Poor baby was in pain/hungry throughout the night because he was going through a growth spurt! He even went back to sleeping through the night (YES!!!).

Pictures Taken: March 15, 2009

Picture time!

2009-03-13T11:11:00.000-07:00

Happy Baby!

Uh, I think picture time is over.

Pictures Taken: March 12, 2009

Peek a boo

2009-03-12T10:36:00.000-07:00

When Cameron was a month we noticed his response to mirrors so we bought a fish mirror that lit up & played music when touched. To our surprise Cameron caught on right away & would whack the fish to activate the music & lights. Picture Taken: January 30, 2009

Cameron’s vision has been getting clearer as each day passes.

He’s starting to wonder who this guy is & why he keeps following him around.

Picture Taken: March 11, 2009

Tag a log Lion: Given with Love from Auntie Jenn W.

He even pays attention to Oscar & Sadie. They greet not only Paul & I but will take the time to walk up to Cameron & greet him with wagging tails, wet noses & slobbery kisses filled with love.

Picture Taken: March 9, 2009

The other night I walked out on the balcony with Cameron & he stared into the sky. I explained to him why it was so dark outside, night time meant it was almost bath time & those big beautiful lights in the sky are called stars.

We’ve known since he was very young that he loves the outdoors. Now that his vision is getting better Daddy decided to take him along his walk with the doggies.

You can’t get much more picture perfect than this.

Cameron's journal

2009-03-12T09:56:00.000-07:00

When we pick Cameron up from daycare they always have a pre printed slip waiting for us. It lets us know how many times he ate, slept & pooped that day. When we first started to receive the slips I asked Miss Ruth if she could please write a little more about his day. So she began to jot down 15 mins bouncer, 10 mins tummy time in a small box on his slip. When we go to pick up Cameron we always ask how he behaved & was for the heard the same, “he was great!” day after day.

During our ride home I’ll sit in the back with Cameron & read aloud what was jotted down. The first few days it was exciting to see how many mins he spent on the activity gym or poops throughout the day but I was always a little sad. I knew by spending my day with him that there was so much more to be said!

So with the new, set staff for the infant room I approached Ruth, Ellen & Niki. I asked if I brought in a notebook would they be so kind & jot down about their day with Cameron. I wasn’t looking for a novel. I honestly don’t know what I was expecting but I just wanted more than the standard sheet.

When we picked up Cameron last night we had two surprises waiting for us.

Mr. Cameron has a personalized cubby complete with picture!

Miss Ruth got a perfect smile.

Picture (both) Taken: March 9, 2009

As we got into the car & ready to head home I opened up Cameron’s journal. What a wonderful surprise! The ladies wrote as if they were Cameron. It was so cute to read, “When Ashton woke up we played on the activity mat. We had so much fun mommy & daddy!” & “Miss Ruth read me The Great Big Spider, tomorrow she said we’ll read The Big Hungry Bear! I can’t wait!” Entries from each lady melted our heart. Not only did they write in the journal but they made it truly special. Paul was very adamant that out of respect Cameron would know/call each staff member as Miss Ellen, Ruth, Niki & not just Ellen. They kept this small yet special request in mind when writing in his journal & that to me speaks volumes about the new staff.

We're gonna scrub, scrub, scrub

2009-03-11T13:58:00.000-07:00

Pictures Taken: February 10, 2009

Bath time has become a favorite part of our night. Our routine began not too long ago during a particularly fussy night. I was texting Jenn & she suggested giving him a bath. She confirmed with Trish that it was key to success. B.B.B. (bath, bottle, bed). Exhausted & not really knowing what else to try Paul & I agreed.

We first discussed where the bath would be set. I wanted the bathroom sink (this part of the story really shows how young/tiny Cameron was at the time) & Paul wanted to put it inside our bath tub.

So onto the sink it went.

We turned the lights down low because according to Jenn this would set the mood.

There I was holding a screaming baby in one hand & collecting cup after cup of warm water & transferring it into the small tub. All in a dim light so I wouldn't disturb the mood.

After about 5 mins of doing this…..water began to trickle off the counter.

You see combined with the low light I was unable to see that the tub wasn’t snapped into place, leaving a gap in the middle, causing the water to spill over.

Cameron was still screaming.

Not wanting to disturb the “calming effect” from the low light (again, Cameron was still screaming) I whispered for Paul to hurry over to the bathroom. When he walked into the bathroom he was greeted with a screaming baby & a vision of me, scooping & pushing the water back onto the counter. He switched on the light & we soon saw that the pull out drawer (that was left slightly open) was overflowing with water as well. At this point we started yelling “What happened?!” & “The tub is broken!” (which again we later found out it locks into place).

At this point Cameron had stopped crying, was sucking on his hand & looking around. He was probably thinking, “How did I end up with these two?”

So much for the low light calming effect.

In the moment this was far from funny but as we laid in bed later that night we had to muffle our laughs to not wake up Cameron.

Who knew...

2009-03-10T15:31:00.000-07:00

A simple ride home could be such a fun adventure.

Ahh, my love.

Being adorable is exhausting.

Pictures Taken: March 9, 2009

Happy Baby

2009-03-10T11:23:00.000-07:00

Our weekend was really low key. We stayed home & relaxed. We’re still trying to figure out what’s the best time to wake up in the morning, getting as much as we can the night before & finding time to eat. On Monday we left home at 7 am. Mr. Cameron wasn’t too thrilled with being out & about so early.

Photo Taken: March 2, 2009

We quickly learned that keeping him swaddled worked out beautifully. It keeps him calm during naps, through the night & even while we take him out of the bassinet & into his carseat. He usually stays asleep on our ride to day care too!

Photo Taken: March 4, 2009

We bought the Kiddopotamus swaddler at Babies R Us (for those new to the blog world: If a word is highlighted that means it's a clickable link. I will use the links so you know what the heck I'm talking about). The Kiddopotamus swaddler has definitely been the best investment we’ve made. There’s a slit in the back that allows us to put his safety buckle through so he’s safe & super comfy.

During the weekend I made a quick trip to Old Navy. Cameron is already fitting in 3-6 month clothes & socks. The shorts/pants aren’t too baby friendly (they have actual buttons instead of snap ons for the waist) but I love their Little Bundle socks! They’re hard to find but worth the dig.

Here's Cameron's best impression of the wicked witch of the West from Wizard Of Oz. hee hee

They are a good fit & never come off.

Which says a lot because Cameron loves to kick those long, growing legs when he’s awake. Happy Baby!

Apparently happy baby doesn’t like sharing the spotlight.
Photo Taken: March 7, 2009

Outfit: Sent with love from Miss Kathy & Miss Barbara

The weekend went by way too fast but you know what they say. Time flies when you’re having fun!

Photo Taken: March 7, 2009

Xoxoxo Cameron

Photo Taken: March 8, 2009

Cameron's first project!

2009-03-09T16:06:00.000-07:00

Cameron is settling into daycare like a champ. He’s already participated in a group project. As you can see it highlights one of his many loves.

His hands.

He's getting so big! His hands are the same size as Shaune who's 6 months old. :/

Miss Ellen is the morning aide & always greets us with a smile. When we go to pick up Cameron Miss Ruth is there to recap his day. She suggested on Thursday we leave a disposable camera so they can take pics of him throughout the week. We loved that idea! So today we left one behind.

Maybe they can keep track of what’s going on here.

Yes, Mr. Cameron we see what you’re up to.

Outfit: Sent with love from Grandma Jackson

All pictures taken on: March 5, 2009

What a differance a month makes.

2009-03-09T11:08:00.001-07:00

Cameron's last visit to the Dr's. (2 month check up) was a success. Dr. Chiles told us Cameron has a wonderful personality (of course) & that he healthy chunky cheeks (tell us something we don't know dr.).

Photo Taken: February 21, 2009

His head circumference is 39.1 (25% average), 23 ¼ inches long (little above 50%) & 11.5 lbs (50% mr. chunka cheese). He was a bit upset when they injected the first shot but he cried the most 20 mins into the appt when hunger stroke. Again, adorable, growing, perfect, chunka cheese, my love.

Photo taken: January 27, 2009

Outfit: Sent with love from Auntie Val

Photo taken: February 28, 2009

Cameron's first day at daycare

2009-03-05T10:39:00.000-08:00

This past Monday was Cameron’s first day at daycare. It didn’t go as smoothly as we had hoped but we are counting our blessings & are extremely thankful that God was watching over our family.

Monday afternoon Paul decided to drop in unexpectedly at the day center. When he arrived Cameron was lying in his crib face down. The employee who put him to sleep this way defended her actions & stated that, “SIDS can happen numerous ways. You (Paul) slept on your stomach & you’re fine.”

When Paul called & explained what happened I was beyond upset. I called the facility, spoke with the Director Asst. & told her that my 2 month old son was lying on his stomach asleep. She promptly said she would go into the infant room, move him & we hung up.
I was sick to my stomach. I couldn’t believe what happened while he was in the care of professionals. I left work & went to go pick up Cameron. I wasn’t sure what to do/say I just knew I wanted to take him home & hold him.

When I arrived I saw that the woman in question was feeding Cameron. Instead of storming into the room I took the opportunity to sit down with the Director & go over what just happened. She immediately agreed that not only what she did put Cameron in danger but it was 100% against company policy. She apologized profusely & offered her home number if I wanted to talk later that day or night.

As I relive the day the support from my family stands out the most. As I drove to the facility Aunt Roma stayed on the phone with me to keep me calm & level headed. I honestly don’t think without talking to her first I would have had the courage to take such a strong stand & speak to the Director. My emotions definitely take over my actions & I’m glad & proud of myself for not letting it happen this time. Uncle Jeff talked & calmed me down after I left the facility. He help me see that the reaction I received from the Director said a lot for the facility. At the time it was hard to find a positive (beyond Cameron being alive & out of harms way). I was enraged & was quick to think, “we’re never going back!” but after our long discussion I waited until Paul came home to talk about what the smart option was for us.

We agreed to meet with the Director the next day & I had my list of questions. Questions about their policies, the woman in question & the action I wanted them to take against the woman in question. But I didn’t even have to give a list of wants when it came to “her”. During our meeting the Directors mgr (who oversees this location) called & said that the woman in question was under investigation & was not allowed in or around the infant room.
The immediate action that they were taking calmed me.

I truly believe that God chose us to help out families to come. Cameron wasn’t the first 2 month old in her care. Not all parents are fortunate enough to pop in whenever they want during the day & who knows if a scared new parent (considering she was the professional) listened to her theory.

Today is Cameron’s 4th day at the center & the new staff is beyond wonderful. They give detailed reports of his day, he comes home in the outfit we send him with (the woman in question went through two outfits within 4 hrs) & one staff member in particular, Ruth has been very sweet. You can see that she genuinely cares for Cameron. Paul & I are very optimistic that Cameron will receive the best of care & are blessed to have the support of our friends & family.

Photo taken : February 12, 2009

Being loved from state to state

2009-03-03T19:37:00.000-08:00

Moving hundreds of miles away from family & friends hasn't been easy.

December 27, 2008, 11:07 p.m. was only yesterday & now Cameron is already 2 months old! As quick as time has flown by for us I can only imagine what it's been like for you, our friends & family. So, with this blog we'll keep you updated with growing milestones, quirky stories, awww worthy pictures & everything in between. At the end of each blog (story) you will see a link to "comments". Click on the link & let us know how cute our chunka cheese is, how fast you think he's growing, or just to say hi. You don't need an account with blogger to leave a comment. Choose the Anonymous option & sign your name at the end of your thoughts. We look forward to hearing from you as much as we love sharing with you.

A lot has happened to Mr. Cameron Joaquin in the past 2 months. From peeing on his face (was that a crazy night!) to how his nickname became Chunka Cheese (she was a really sweet lady), we'll be here often to share our past adventurous as well as the present. I hope you check in often because nobody said it was easy Growing Up Cameron!

December 27, 2008~11:07 P.M.

We met 7 lbs, 8 oz, 19 1/2 inches of pure perfection & fell in love instantly

Cameron wasn't so sure we were worth the trip down the birth canal.

Growing Up Cameron

*blows dust off of blog site*

Chunker fall down, go boom.

Happy Baby, FAIL

Silly face!

Making his walking debut. :)

Betcha can't watch just once. ;)

If you give a chunker 20 bucks...

Our little chatter box

Video upload, FAIL

Brusha, Brusha, Brusha

I am a good mother, I can (finally) cook rice!

Snip, snip, Whaaaaa!

Holy moly...

It's almost party time!

I think we're the ones being trained. ;)

Did you know, some dogs are brown?

Today, I'm going to take over the world.

I love...

Mama, look at what I can do.

Baby Rule #3

Yes I will buy that picture for $50

Home Is Where The Cheese Is

Cameron fall down, go boom

Seriously, how do you title a story like this one?

The princess, the giant & the squirrel.

Jewelyn Okamoto Memorial Fund <3

Please, wake me up

Please pray.

Sure, your smile is super cute.

The Evolution of Cameron's Personality

Cameron Fans

Mah-Maaah

Rule #1: Babies shouldn't be allowed to get sick.

Giggle Fest

Go, Cameron go

Eyes, fingers, toes

free admission = priceless memories

Num, num, num

Cameron Fans

Give me kisses!

Happy 6 months Mr. Cameron

My Little Bookworm

Da-ddy

Cameron's Fan Club

Happy 5 Months Old To You!

Rolly Polly

Happy Mother's Day (to me!)

Guess who's 4 months today?

I love..

Hop, Hop, Hoppy First Easter!

just keep swimming, swimming, swimming

num, num, num

~lucky number 27~

~blog changes~

You spy with your little eye.

My swaddle baby

Some things never change.

Growing baby!

New jammies day!

My growing chunka cheese

Picture time!

Peek a boo

Cameron's journal

We're gonna scrub, scrub, scrub

Who knew...

Happy Baby

Cameron's first project!

What a differance a month makes.

Cameron's first day at daycare

Being loved from state to state

blows dust off of blog site