Ouch!

Earlier today we were doing our normal Sunday morning things. I was feeding Tanner in the kitchen, Stephen and Vance were playing in the living room. We had a cartoon in that Vance was watching. He likes to act out what he is watching so he took off running into the kitchen slipped (on who knows what, his pants maybe, his own feet, don't know). I saw him fall to his knees and crash into the corner of one of the kitchen drawers. I will spare you the gory details of it all. The end result was us taking him to an urgent care place and Vance getting two stitches in his forehead! I must say it got my heart a pumping, but although I'm sure his head still hurts a lot, but he is fine. Later this afternoon and evening we had to remind him not to run around because we were worried about him bumping his head and irritating his stitches. Kids get over things so much quicker than us older people. He always injures himself doing the simplest, everyday things. Anyway, here's a picture of what we get to look at.

Beds are so overrated

Being first time parents we made a lot of sleep mistakes with Vance. A couple of them still hunt us today, but we are working on it. Vance thinks he needs one of us in his room to fall asleep and the other problem is that he thinks he needs to come in our room at some point in the night. Last week we started making him go to sleep without one of us and made him go back to his room in the night when he came in. Well, we keep finding him lying on the floor in different places. At first i thought he was just trying to get as close to us as possible without being caught, but a few times we've seen him asleep on his bedroom floor. Tonight when we saw him doing this I suggested to Stephen that we just put his mattress on the floor and see if he'll stay on it. Surely, the floor can not be that comfortable. He fell asleep as you can see from the pictures. We'll see if it helps him stay off of the floor. Here's some pictures I took. Please ignore the clutter of his room. You have to love a camera that will let you take a decent picture in the dark... I know I do anyway. I'll have to keep you posted. The close up is just so you can see how cute he is asleep. He loves to sleep with his Mario now and as you can see he was doing some nighttime reading. :)

Playtime

This afternoon Vance found some sheets in our upstairs closet that I had used to build a little fort with about 4-5 months ago. He insisted that we get them out and do it again. That kid has a good memory. He wanted everything set up just like we had done it before. He helped me remember what went where (because I sure didn't). Then once we had it all set up he had to go upstairs and bring down some stacking blocks that he had played with the first time we had the sheets up. He also insisted that we watch Ratatouille because we did last time. He then started talking about his dad because he remembered that Dad had come home during his lunch break and played with us under it. What a silly kid. Here is a picture of him playing away.

Have You Ever...

Have you ever had someone that just kept bugging you and would not leave you alone or take a hint or anything???Apparently, Vance has experienced this.Apparently, so has Tanner. What goes around comes around I guess.

Check ups and Swimming

Tanner had his nine month check up today. He's looking healthy and on track developmentally. He lost a little weight, but considering how chunky has been and the fact that he only lost a little bit the doctor isn't concerned about it. He weighs 20 pounds 13 oz. (55% for weight) and is 27 1/4 inches long (16% for height). So he isn't a long nine month old. I guess we'll just have to see if he gets his momma's or daddy's genes in that department.

We bought a little kiddie pool for Vance on Saturday. I set it up this afternoon. Vance had a great time once he realized that he could sit in there with his suit on. He kept trying to take it off before that point. He has a Cars swim suit and Tanner has a Finding Nemo one. Tanner got the bottom of his feet wet and decided that was enough for him. Probably for the best anyway, since he has a bit of a cold. Anyway, here is our froggy pool. It is suppose to squirt water out of the front, but Mom isn't smart enough to figure that out so we'll let the boy's dad do that. :)

Nine Months Old

Tanner is nine months old as of today! He is a fun, easy going baby. Although if you are doing something he doesn't approve of or not doing something he wants you to do he will let you hear about it. He is doing lots of things and continues to do new things almost daily. He is not a traditional hands and knees crawler yet. He can get around well pushing himself with his arms and legs on his stomach and he'll scoot himself forward on his bottom if he wants. I am surprised at how well and fast he gets around. Vance is learning that he can't leave things wherever he wants because Tanner will take it. Tanner is very into waving right now, he also is into making a clicking noise as you can see in the video. He also is starting to clap a little bit. That started earlier this week so we are still in the beginning of that. He loves to jabber, splash in the bathtub, and play with Vance.

It's official...

...I'm an airhead. The past few years it has been easy for me to blame my blond moments on the fact that I was either pregnant or just had a baby. However, with Tanner being 9 months old, I really can't use that for an excuse this time. As much as I don't really want to admit it I've come to grips that I am an airhead. How did I come to this conclusion? Well, I shall tell you.
This morning Vance had a speech appointment so we headed outside to pile into the van. There was a squirrel in the tree by our front door so Vance wanted to watch it so I let him while I put Tanner in his car seat and started the car. I then put Vance in his car seat and shut his door. I walked around to the driver's side to get in and the door was locked. I instantly knew this was trouble. I checked all the doors and the trunk. All locked. The pit in my stomach would be the same feeling you get when you run your mother's new car into the back wall of the garage door taking it out (what, you don't know that feeling?) There was a sigh of relief when I remembered I had Stephen's keys in the ignition, but my keys were... dang, they were in the diaper bag which was in the car. Yes people, I'm telling you that I locked both sets of keys in my car with it running and my two boys strapped in their car seats. Well, what else do you do in that situation then pray? So I said a quick prayer and two thoughts came to mind. Thanks, Heavenly Father... Fortunately for me my house was not locked so I could get in and use the phone (my cell phone was locked in the car, naturally) I was grateful for that since I really didn't want to explain my stupidity to any neighbors (assuming any were home) by asking to use their phone. However, they could have looked out their front window and seen what was going on. Either no one did or I have some rude neighbors because no one came out to see if I needed help (it seemed obvious what was going on). Anyway, my thoughts...
1. I could go in find the phonebook (where it was), call a LockSmith, hope he wasn't too far away from us, and pay to get my door open.
or
2. I could call Sage Creek (Stephen's work). Of course, Stephen would be out of town when I do something this stupid! I knew the number, I knew that someone there could do it, I knew Sage Creek was within a ten minute drive, and I knew they wouldn't charge me to do it.
So I swallowed my pride and dialed the number.

Joey answers, "Sage Creek Repair. This is Joey."
Me- "Joey, this is Stephen's wife, Heather." (thankfully, I have met Joey a few times outside of work because he was friends with Stephen before working there)
Joey- "Heather, how is it going?"
Me- "I have a favor to ask." I breath in and plunge already realizing how humiliating this is going to be for the rest of my life... at least so long as Stephen works there. "I locked my keys in my car with it running and my boys are inside. I was wondering if someone could come unlock it for me."
Joey- (trying not to laugh) "Alright, let me talk to Dale and see what we can do."
Pause while he explains the situation to the entire shop.. well, whether he did it right then or not I don't know, but I'm sure within five minutes everyone knew.
Joey- "Heather, Dale will be down there in a few minutes to help you out."
Then I refresh his memory of how to get to our place.
You are probably wondering who Dale is. Dale is the owner of Sage Creek. He is a nice man in his early 70's. I knew it would be Dale who would come help me out when I called. He is the owner, but he does whatever misc. thing that they need done at work. I don't think helping one of his employees pathetic wives is on the list, but I'm grateful he did it anyway.
At first when I realized my dilemma the boys thought I was playing a game with them, peeking in the window and what not. Well, that ended and by the time Dale arrived Tanner was screaming and crying and Vance was mad at me and letting out his own angry screams and I was near tears. Dale was kind and very helpful. Tears sprung in my eyes as he pulled up and I told myself not to cry in front of my husband's boss. He unlocked my door without too much work and I literally could have kissed him, although I didn't think it was quite appropriate so the next thing I wanted was to hug him, but that didn't seem appropriate either so I just thanked him and thanked him until he left. I'm pretty sure he saw my tears. As soon as the door was unlocked I grabbed Tanner from his car seat and cuddled with him. Vance was fine once the door was open. By that point we had pretty much missed our appointment and reason for getting into the car in the first place. Oh, and I almost forgot to tell you my favorite part of Dale coming to help me out (read into the sacrasm). He is in my ward. Yep, so not only do I get to be embarrassed anytime I go to Sage Creek I get to be embarrassed whenever I see him at church... maybe I should have just paid a Lock Smith to do it.
I remember my mom locking the keys in our car several times while I was growing up, but she never did it when her kids were inside! At least, not that I know of! Grrr... Well, there is my embarrassing story. I didn't post yesterday, but this should make up for it, right? By the way, the picture is of the boys in Vance's car seat before it was installed in the car. Well, until next time I embarrass myself and tell the whole world about it.... Oh, and one great thing... think about all the gas I wasted going no where! Sweet....