Shower

This is how we've been doing bath time lately.  It's easier.  But only Daddy can do it.  Mommy is afraid of holding that chubby slippery baby up in the shower to bathe him.  Plus the only reason I would ever need to do it is when Marcus is gone, and you gotta have two parents for this trick. 

The little radio is on playing The Boys are Back in Town.  Isaiah is loving it.  And BB insists on getting in (with his toys) when Isaiah is in instead of waiting. 

Isaiah Buying Groceries

Isaiah's first time sitting in the shopping cart.  Confused at first.

BB to the rescue.

Then he realized it was fun!

And then we rolled around Krogers with glee.  So glad my husband made me get out of the car.

Seriously, I Can't Stop Looking

At this picture. 

Taken at The Jump Zone, our new favorite place to take BB during our two hours with him on Thursdays.  Our favorite because it's close to where he lives, because it's cheap, and because it's awesome!  It's got tons of bouncies for BB (& us, parents are free) & there are lots of toys that Isaiah can enjoy too!

Big Brother

We got to pick up Isaiah's big brother (BB) for the first time in 2 months today.  We were in court that morning, and although I wouldn’t necessarily say that we won, we are able to resume our regular visitation schedule, which is the only important part of the outcome.

The pickup was non-eventful & annoying, as I expected.  I audio recorded it just in case anything happened.  BB ran up & hugged me & asked about Isaiah.  He said goodbye to his mom & stepdad.  I only looked his stepdad in the eye to ask him a question about BB’s basketball game & if they had his Nintendo DS.  I barely looked in her direction.  Does that make me a coward or smart enough to avoid confrontation? 

What was eventful?  When we arrived at the park where Marcus was waiting, it was dark & we saw him walking across the sidewalk.  As he approached, BB said, “Let me jump out to see my daddy!”  I rushed to help him out of the car.  He jumped out & ran to Marcus yelling, “Daddy!” the whole way & jumped into his arms.  Tears from me. 

Later we went to try & see Marcus’s nieces perform in a holiday dance.  It was late & outside like some sort of holiday festival.  I was pissed because I had on heels & I had to pee.  I only bitched a little.  We missed the performance. 

But when we arrived, the whole family was standing around in a group.  One by one they ran towards BB & hugged him.  His cousins.  His nana.  His papa.  Even more tears from me.  The holiday music was loud & the lights were bright.  It was a reunion scene from a movie.  I thought to record it halfway through.  Everyone was so happy that I forgot about my sore feet & my full bladder.

Marcus & I are elated, but it’s funny because we both are good at masking emotion.  Or perhaps we’re already trying to work our minds around the next set of battles we have to fight. 

We get to see this again.  BB isn't smiling because Isaiah keeps hitting him in the face.

Shots & Attitudes

Yesterday we went to the doctor.  This would be visit number 2.  Last week we went for our second midwife visit.  We're double checking his healthiness level.  It's high. 

I wanted to video tape the visit, because it was his first round of shots.  But of course, the Flip my dad gave me & my camera were both out of batteries.  Good thing I had my iPhone.

Turns out someone else was the star of the show that day.  Little A.  He was in a horrible mood, so upset that his daddy was making him wear his hat.

But after taking a few moments...

And giving his little brother some love...

And hanging out with the boys...

He was happy again.

Just in time to put on a show for the ladies.  Isaiah's doctor is A's doctor too, so he knew he had to be a good little boy for her.  And every single lady we saw (about 20) told him how much they loved his hat.

Isaiah got his shots, and he screamed, and it was sad.  But then, right after this picture, he passed out in his daddy's arms.