Worst first-time mom ever

I haven't read a single parenting book. I don't have a photo of me every month of my pregnancy (in fact, I think I have like 4 total). I haven't started an official baby book, or arranged any photos into a photo album yet. I don't make home made baby food. I am so MIA with blogging that it's ridiculous. But maybe the most sacrilegious thing of all: I just barely finished our first born's nursery 7 months in! Gasp. It honestly kind of disturbs even me!

But, it's officially finished now. And our little man LOVES it. He has honestly made me tear up a couple of times with how excited he gets every time we take him in "Lincoln's room". Throughout the process we would show him each new thing, and he'd always stare at whatever was new, smile and do his excited arms. "Look Lincoln. Mommy finished your comforter!"  Bounce, bounce, smile, smile, crazy arms.  "Look Lincoln. Do you like your airplane?" Bounce, bounce, smile, smile, crazy arms.  "Of course you had to have a mirror, Lincoln. Do you love it?  Who's that baby?"  Bounce, bounce, smile, smile, crazy arms, flirty head cock. :) Sweetest thing ever.

So, without further adieu, Lincoln's "Oh the Places You'll Go" travel themed nursery:

 

I think he'll sleep there for the first time tonight. Mommy and Daddy need some SLEEP. We'll see who cries more...Lincoln or me. :)

Water baby, meet aquarium

Our little man is quite the water baby. He loves washing his hands because it means he gets to play in the water. He loves showering with Daddy because it means he can stare up at the water coming out of the faucet.  He loves it when we drive in the rain.

No surprise that he enjoyed the aquarium (once he woke up. He promptly fell asleep the second we left the car, and let me and Brian take a preview tour of the whole aquarium before deciding to rejoin us). Although, he was more impressed with the bubbles and trickles than he was the animals and fish.

Note to self: next time you are taking your child somewhere neat for the first time, take your camera. At least 3 photos from our phone turned out, I guess.

And one last note to self: don't go to the aquarium on opening Saturday unless you are fond of people. Apparently I'm not. :)  Can we say CLAUSTRAPHOBIA?!

 

 

Saturday at Scheels

What to do on a cold Saturday?  Mommy is like a caged animal who needs out of the house, and Lincoln is beginning to think that Walmart is the only place that exists outside of "Lincoln's House".  Doooo dooooo do dooooooooooo... Daddy to the rescue! He suggests we check out Scheels, and it did not disappoint. I don't think Lincoln could've enjoyed anything more. Well, ok... maybe the zoo, where the animals would be moving. But it sure beat Walmart.





Grinned at the bears forever.



Decided movement and lights was the only thing better than the bears.



Learned that cougars are awesome.

Reminded mom and dad not to ever let him encounter a real grizzly.

Met his namesake and learned a little about why he's our Mr. Lincoln.

 

All in all, successful Saturday at Scheels! (And you all thought I was losing my writing touch...then I pull a cheap alliteration like that out of my hat, and whala. I'm back. :)).