Easter Morning

Carter is now just over 5 months (I can't believe it) and is sitting in his Rainforest Bouncer while mommy attempts to clear the fog from her brain with a cup of coffee. Mommy is also trying to type while batting at Agatha, the poop-eating dog, who has just come in from outside and has a slightly suspicious odor about her.

Carter now reaches out and "pets" the dogs....well, grabbing loose skin, pulling really hard, and shoving said skin in his mouth is more like it. Agatha, however, isn't terribly smart and stands next to Carter wagging her tail, because well, let's face it, with a 5 month old around, we take what affection we can get it in this house.

Since the last post, Carter and his family have moved to sunny San Diego! We are now the proud owners of a 1968 ranch-style house in the foothills of El Cajon. Major fixer upper. What were we thinking? My husband and I have both always talked about getting a fixer upper and remodeling it and we are doing just that. Have any of you seen the movie The Money Pit? It's kind of like that, only scarier.

To give you an idea of our life: we are living on wooden sub-flooring. I actually vacuumed the subflooring yesterday and dusted the 5 pieces of furniture in the 1 1/2 rooms we are living in. I stacked all of our papers in the office and shoved boxes and cords into neat piles. Ahh, much better.

My husband has been painting non stop the last 24 hours. The carpet is being installed in Carter's room and the two guest rooms on Tuesday and the rooms were in desperate need of a new coat of paint. I am so excited. We will be able to unpack Carter's clothes Tuesday night. Thank god. I have been rotating through the 4 remaining outfits that he actually still fits into.

At his four month check up he was just under 20 pounds and 27 inches......a month later and he's gained another pound and his feet now touch the ground in his Rainforest Jumperoo....wheeeee...
We were just looking at "baby Carter" pictures the other day. Can't get over how much he's grown. I think we love the laughing the most...it's so rewarding to make your baby laugh. Of course we caught him giggling hysterically at a watering can yesterday, so we might not be as funny as we think.

My favorite new trick is that Carter likes to hold his, well, as my husband delicately puts it, "his stuff". Carter has discovered that the part of his anatomy between his legs really lends itself to tugging, kneading, and pulling really really really hard. Sort of like silly putty. It's actually quite entertaining and during most diaper changes you can hear my husband or I yelling to the other, "come check it out....you should see what he's doing with it now!". Such fun. Grandma likes to think it's because he can't quite reach his feet. Mommy knows better however, I've seen him reach his feet.....