Friday Flashback

Two years ago, in one of my first posts on this blog, I wrote:

"The most frustrating thing of all, though, is the extreme drop in my energy level. Before I became pregnant, I was working out five or six days a week. I alternated kickboxing workouts with Boot Camp. I was doing all kinds of crazy moves, like push-ups with my toes on a stability ball. I'd crank out 12 or 15 reps, while the 20-somethings around me just gawked. Now, I'm lucky to do about 10 kneeling push-ups at a time. Still, I tell myself it's a good thing. I was in probably the best shape of my life before the pregnancy, so now my surplus energy is going to Nubbins. That way the nubs can become actual arms and legs and the tiny little brain stem can grow into a full-fledged brain."

Look at those nubs now!

Size 6 shoes!

Totally worth it.

Daddy Talk: Getting Outdoors

I don't remember too many outdoor excursions with my parents from when I was a kid. I know my dad liked to fish, and I really didn't take much advantage of that. Truth be told, I am sure I was pretty whiny.

I remember three trips: One to Memorial Park to fish in the lake there, another more recent trip to fish at 11 Mile reservoir and camping in the Bronco in the driveway. I don't remember ever camping in a tent.

I think my dad liked to do those things when he was younger, but for some reason we never got around to it.

I went with Pam and Milo to Fox Run Park and did a little trail hiking recently. It was a few hours long but it was really fun. The boy enjoyed getting out and watching the scenery go by as he rode in the backpack some family friends gave us.

I want my family to be outdoorsy. I want us to go four-wheeling. I want us to see the Grand Canyon, Yellowstone and Mt. Rushmore. I want us to really enjoy the things that are available to us, like camping and hunting, but maybe not fishing (I still think it's gross).

I don't know why I want this other than just because. I keep remembering a saying: "I do not regret the things I've done, but those I did not do."

My life is full of paths not taken. I don't want Milo to be that way.

Wordy Wednesday

(I noticed my "typo" on the sign a few minutes after dropping Grandpa's birthday card and this photo into the mailbox. So much for my years of editing and proofreading. But hey, it's still awfully damn cute. Right?)

Friday Flashback

Milo recently celebrated his one-year anniversary at The Little Gym.

Bubbles have always been one of his favorite parts of every class. In the beginning, he enjoyed bubbles like this:

Check out that baby Mohawk!

Now, he can chase them all by himself.

I can't say enough good things about The Little Gym. Milo and I have made some good friends there, and he always has so much fun. It's amazing to see all the changes and advancements. I'm looking forward to watching all his fun in the years to come.

Wordless Wednesday

Friday Flashback

Last August, Milo was getting his first taste of "solid" food.

Now, he chooses what he wants to eat and feeds himself.

Mostly Wordless Wednesday

Self portrait