December

I keep hoping time will slow down and that Ronan will be a baby a little bit longer, but it's just not happening :) Only a week after finally sitting on his own, this kid's ready to get a move on and pulls himself up to standing. He's so proud!

But along with the excitement of standing, comes the frustration of getting stuck and not knowing how to get down, and interrupted naps & sleeping. It took him a week or so to work it out on his own...it was a long week though!

I started a few too many projects at the last minute. Pajama pants for all SEVEN of us, a Christmas quilt, and a couple of other catch-up projects. I did get the pants done for all the girls, the boys are still waiting, and the quilt is already put away to work on for 2011.

We spent Christmas Eve with Danny's family and my favorite gift was a pair of Adidas shoes for Ronan! I love shoes. Danny's grandpa (known to everyone as "Sir") was teaching Ronan how to whistle and he was quite fascinated! Ronan would imitate by putting his fingers in his mouth, and then when Sir would put his fingers in his mouth to show a new whistle, Ronan would blink really fast in anticipation. It was pretty cute.

Christmas day was spent with my family and the kids had so much fun playing a new wii game with their cousins! There are now 25 of us, so it was a fun, FULL house. I loved it.

Ronan turned 9 months old right after Christmas.
His stats: 23 lb 5 oz, and 33" long.

I've been wanting to make this quilt for Ronan for forever and finally finished it for him. I'm so happy with it!

Then, after all the craziness died down, we went and got Emalyn's ears pierced at her pediatrician's office! She was so excited and didn't even cry. All the way over she said she wanted diamonds and we told the nurse that's what she wanted (we even pointed at the picture), then the doctor came in and did them and when we looked in the mirror, we were a little disappointed to see they were silver balls instead. That's when Ema was upset and said, "I didn't want balls, I wanted diamonds!" The doctor offered to switch them out, but I think it would have been too traumatizing, especially since we lucked out w/out any tears! All Ema could say for the next week when people asked about her new earrings was "the doctor shot me and gave me balls instead of diamonds!" We promised her diamonds for her birthday to help with this atrocity :)