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We Dedicate this Baby....

Sunday, was SBR's Dedication at our church. 
Parent/child Dedication is where we, as Parents, make a public commitment to raise our child in a Christian home. 
It's similar to a Christening to some or a Baptism to others.

Our church superceded any expectations we had and we couldn't be more grateful.
Here's the blessing we prepared & read to SBR during the service.

Reid Truman,

What a wonderful little surprise you were, early for our plan, but perfect in God’s.

We are absolutely humbled and honored that He has chosen us to care for someone who is already so amazing.  We are so grateful for all the joy & love you bring to our family & everyone around you. 

We are very excited to share our lives with you, to learn and grow together. 

It is our prayer, that you come to know Jesus early in life.  That you would walk with him, lean on him & reflect him in everything you do.

We promise to do our best to teach you the way of our Lord, to lead by example, so that you may live a life that glorifies Him.

With absolute & unconditional love,

Momma & Daddy

Wrapping Up

In all the hustle & bustle of the season....

I could not find the time or spare change to get our cards out this year.  So we're going... Green.

That and who wants decide which precious picture would adorn your door frames, windows, refrigerators, etc for a mere month.  

From our warm, loving home & in to yours- The Roberson Family Wishes you all the Merriest of Merry Christmas' & a Prosperous New Year! 

Nesting in a Pear Tree

I might have mentioned, over the last 15 mos our house has been under remodel.  

This remodel, obviously, took me through my entire pregnancy.  With my water breaking the night our master bedroom was finished. & the nursery floor being finished the day before we brought home our precious  Larger-than-Bundle of joy. 

 

We are down-to-the-wire kind of folks.  

I never got the chance to ‘nest.’ 

Until now.  About 6 mos late.  Poor timing.   

Add in the fact I’m a horrible at time management, and there is just SO much to do.  

By the time we were able to get our Christmas Tree & decorate for the big holiday, we only had 12 days left.  I didn’t want to drag out all my stuff.  Do you know how long it takes to wrap all those little knick knack & ornaments back up?? Plus we are leaving for a week just 3 days after Christmas.

(with a house sitter, baby stalker robbers, beware!)   

I like the Noble Fir Trees.  Of course I do, they are the expensive ones.  I just couldn’t bring myself to spend $80 on a full size tree for 12 days.  So… we opted for 2 small ones.  One for our front room, about as tall as I, one for Reid’s room.  About a foot taller than he is.  

 

This is Reid's Tree

Decked w/ cute 1^st baby ornaments from Poppa & Gram’s, all of my white & blue ornaments, plus a few Daddy wanted to share.  It’s very sweet & sits in his room. 

 

Ours is cute too.  its funny- like haha, little...  no 'Prescher' for the 15 ft Griswold Family Christmas Tree this year. 

With the last precious ornament, Baby’s First Christmas hung on the perfect little branch right at the top to commemorate what has been one of the greatest years of our life… Here’s to Us, Mr. Husband, good to know We make one awesome baby!

 

M.O.T.Y.

[MOE-tee]  Definition:   Mother of the Year

Like the Darwin Award's Honorable Mentions- for Motherhood.

This past week our Rock Star baby had his 6 mos check up.  He is now in the 75% for height & weight.  Weighing in at 19.5 lbs & 27 1/2" long.  

Could our boy be listening to my requests to slow down? 

I will take it!

He wasn't able to get his immunizations due to an ear infection.

They put him on antibiotics.  

Daddy's administers the a.m.  I, the p.m.

Just call me Moty:   

I read the label: 1 tsp 4 times a days.

On Day 3, I thought, there is no way this is going to last 10 days.  I take a closer look at the label.  1 ML 4 times a day.  OMG... I've been O.D.'ing the tot on Amoxicillin!!  I quickly text our favorite Dr. in CA.  While she's very quick on the texting, it wasn't fast enough.  I call the pharmacist.  I'm informed, he will be fine, just maybe some diarhea. <sigh of relief> Um... gross.

Then, on day 5, Auntie neighbor reads the label... Uh, Momma?  This says 4 MLs twice a day.  uh-huh... Wait.... what?? Great!  still potential for O.D. & just when things were calming down around here.

Okay... So it's 4 ML's (just 1 ML shy of the teaspoon, back up to Not-so-bad, except, it says twice a day, not 4 times, and back down to not-so-great). 

So here we are day 6, boy is still alive, happier than ever, really. Getting the correct dosage of medication.  Let's hope we have enough to get us until Thursday. 

And Yes... The Poo-Nami came... this morning.  Right before I got pee'd all over.  yaaaay....

6 in One, Half Dozen in the Other

26 Weeks

183 Days
4,392 Hours
263,520 Minutes
15,811,200 Seconds

Our baby is 6 mos old. 

Let's take a stroll...a slow, take-your-time-pace-yourself-mosey-on Stroll. 

nothing like SBR's race-you-to-the-finish kind of sprint. 

1 Day

 

4 weeks

2 mos

3 mos

4 mos

5 mos

6 mos

Happy First 1/2 Birthday, Buckaroo! 

it may have only been 6 mos to us, but to you, it's been a lifetime!  

And now, in less than 6 mos, our baby will be one year!!  

um... Yikes!!

Sit. Stay.

Before SBR:  all of my child rearing love & instincts went into our Pups.  We lived in a puppy world.  They went with us where ever they were welcome.  They got groomed regularly, treats frequently, loved on constantly.  These were 2 very happy, very spoiled puppy dogs!

 

First came the Puppy Love of my life- Barley.  I waited 2 long, agonizing years for this boy.   It was the first time I had ever gone to a breeder to pick out my very own pup!  My Boozie bear-face, as I call him.  He’s smart, intuitive, hilarious, loving, well mannered, devoted and loyal…  To me.

He can do every trick in the book & he understands perfect English, He can even roll his eyes at you.  He communicates through series' of huff, puffs, sighs & snorts.  

As the First-born, he got bathed once a week, brushed daily, rub downs and scratches every a.m. by my husband & massaged every day after I got home from work. (for real. Massages.) & walked frequently.

 

After 1.5 years, my husband got jealous of the tight bond Barley & I had forged & decided he wanted the same for himself.  While he really wanted a ‘Real Dog,’ aka- English Mastiff, I politely (he would tell you rudely) told him when we had a bigger house, he can get a bigger dog, until then, he needed to settle on a smaller breed.  We decided to call Barley’s breeder.   I would also tell my husband- there was no way we would get this lucky twice, assuring him his dog would not be nearly as cute OR smart OR loving as our First.

 

So enters Digi (pronounced D.G. as in Daddy’s Girl).  I couldn’t believe it either.  She IS just a cute, maybe cuter.  She’s definitely smaller. She is the blood sister of Barley, exact same parents, they look the exact same.  I love having matching pups.   

  

Digi definitely faces 2^nd fur baby syndrome.  While Barley can do every circus trick imaginable, Digi can sit & kind of shake, most of the time. 

She does not understand English.  Never comes when called.   She has no manners.  She might get a bath once a month.  I can’t even find the dog brushes anymore.   We try to get them groomed every other month. 
You know how most dogs get super jazzed when they see their leashes?  She doesn’t even know what a leash is, that’s how little they go on walks now. 

Everyone was right.  they went from the center of our world… to Those (bleep) dogs!  

Still, they are great family pets.  And they have a warm house,  1/3 of the bed, food (almost) every day.  The occasional car ride.  Love every night after the babe goes to sleep... if they don’t smell too bad. 

Boozie will always hold a special place in my heart.  My precious cookie face.  Digi… I’m nice to her, I am.  And she is sweet & cute.  She has that going for her. 

Since, Barley has become the 'guard dog' over SBR.  If the baby cries, he looks to us for direction, if not immediately running back to the nursery.  If an unfamiliar person is holding SBR, you will not leave Barley's sight.  If he does not like what you're doing or baby becomes unhappy, Barley does too.  

I think Digi & Reid will be BFFE's.  She loves the little chickens.  Loves that they are just the right size for her.  And she LoVeS our boy!  always ready for a good time!  

Barley the protector,  Digi for all the fun.  Gee, you think the dogs picked the right owners??

anyway, speaking of training & tricks.   the boy can now Sit Up!  Momma's been documenting this event each little grasp, grunt & stumble all the way!  He is moving way too fast!! Too bad you can't teach them to Stay, huh?

Sit.  Stay.  Good boy...