Babies, Whistles, and Dentists

There is something so comforting and soothing about rocking a baby to sleep. Especially when you also nurse. Tonight I was rocking Joey after nursing him (oh yes, I've read all the baby books that say NOT to rock them to sleep...phooey!) and I was thinking to myself that I am so lucky. I'm lucky to have the opportunity to do this all over again. Rocking my baby to sleep, smelling his sweet smell of lavender and baby shampoo, feeling his soft skin, hearing his content breathing, watching the smiles dance across his face...oh sigh...this is my last baby to enjoy so thoroughly. I was so uptight and scared with Owen and now I have been given the chance to relax with Joey and really take the time to enjoy the baby stage. He is already growing so quickly! He is eager to grab at whatever happens to get within his reach and it immediately goes to his mouth - sweet! His is learning to gobble down rice cereal and I'm getting ready to start him on oatmeal next week. Soon after we'll be on to "real" food! What a tiger!

So last week we were coming back from a VA appointment in Denver and we stopped off at the outlet shops in Castle Rock primarily to check in at the Oshkosh store for engineer overalls for Owen. Last year for his birthday he got a Lionel hat and train whistle from his great Aunt Mary. Just lately he's learned how to really blow the whistle and has been obsessed (to say the least!) So here's what he looked like today - what a cutie pie!

Owen and I had appointments at the dentist's office today. I am happy to report that I have no cavities (yea!) but the time is coming soon for my wisdom teeth to come OUT. Yes, I am turning 30 this year and I still have all my wisdom thank you very much! I am going to try to wait until I am finished nursing Joey so I won't have to worry about passing painkillers through my milk and also for Ryan to build up some sick time to stay home and take care of me and the boys. Owen also had a great report and surprised me by going with the dental assistant without me. What a big boy! They checked him out and gave him a fluoride treatment - the doctor says his teeth look great and that we are doing an awesome job at brushing - yea! I was proud to hear him from the next room telling the assistant that he's three and wants the dinosaur toothbrush...can he spit? Oh you betcha! She reported back that he did a great job soaking the room - tee, hee, hee - don't leave my boy alone with water for a second, you'll regret it! :)