25th Percentile!

I just wanted to share Logan's good news before I get too far behind since I haven't even posted Thanksgiving pics yet. Michael took him for a weight check the day before Thanksgiving since he's been in the 5th percentile since he was 6 months old. We've been having to go in for weight checks every month since then and he's stayed consistent at 5-10th percentile. But now he is in the 25th percentile! Michael said the nurse was so excited and said he looked really good. Honestly, we didn't think he was skinny before, but apparently babies should be downright chunky to be considered "healthy." Too bad that expectation changes as you get older, huh?

Hopefully I'll get the Thanksgiving pics up soon. It hasn't been at the top of my priority list, with Logan's birthday and Christmas coming up. But I did get my blog background changed!

Two special people, one very special day

My two sweethearts, Michael and Logan, were baptized at St. Mark's United Methodist Church on Sunday. It was a wonderful day, especially since our families and some of our closest friends shared it with us. We didn't take any pictures during the service, so we didn't capture an image of my favorite moment, but I will certainly never forget it.

Michael was kneeling after he was baptized and the minister, associate pastor, and chaplain were laying hands on him. Mike, the pastor, asked me to put my hand on him, as well, so I put my left hand on Michael's back. I was holding Logan on my right hip when he reached forward to lay a hand on Daddy, too. He put his little hand on Daddy's back and my heart just melted. I think it was the sweetest thing I've seen him do yet, even if he didn't realize how precious it was.

Here we are with Pastor Mike after the service.

Here we are with Michael's side of the family. GG (we nicknamed Logan's great grandma Lucile that this weekend) even came all the way from Phlugerville with a handmade quilt for Logan.

Here's the Roberts and Shaw crew.

We barely all fit in the picture, plus it's hard to get a great picture of this many people and a baby who's getting fussy. You can see Aunt Kari peeking out between Michael and me. You can tell we were on borrowed time (from Logan, of course).

By the end of all that picture-taking (because there were many cameras and multiple pictures taken) Logan had just about had enough. But we still wanted a picture with Melissa and Kylie, our good friends who came all the way from Austin. Michael and I are Kylie's godparents and she just loves "baby Logan," as she calls him. I was determined to get a picture, but Logan had other ideas, like lunch and a nap!

Here's our first attempt. If you look close, you can see the cross embroidered on Logan's sock.

We finally gave up with picture etiquette and Michael put Logan on his shoulders, where he knew he would be happy.

And he was! So much for perfectly posed pictures; we have great memories that are worth more than photographs ever will be. And thank you, again, to all of you who were there with us, to support us and share in our joy. We are truly blessed to have you in our lives!

A sweet tooth already?

Here are the pictures we took of Logan on Halloween night, when we passed out candy. Michael and Logan went to Wal-Mart that day and bought enough candy for the entire neighborhood, so we had plenty leftover. After we emptied a box of Junior Mints we let Logan play with the box until he tried to chew a piece off. He doesn't yet know what candy is, but I'm afraid it was foreshadowing of things to come. Michael and I have such sweet tooths that I don't know if there is any hope for Logan avoiding it. But we have tried not to keep too much sweet stuff in the house recently. There is always ice cream in the freezer, though!

These are just some pictures we took the other day that I thought were cute.

Logan's first deer lease trip

I thought I would take a minute during lunch to post our pictures from last weekend. I don't want to get behind again. We went to Michael's deer lease. I had never been to this particular property and it was Logan's first visit to any lease, so Michael was pretty excited. The 5 1/2-hour drive wasn't too much fun, but Logan really was a good sport.

We drove around in the truck with Michael while he checked feeders and cameras (we were getting pretty bored in the camper with no TV, radio, and a limited amount of toys and books and wanted to see the ranch). We figured since we were on private property, going about 5 mph Logan didn't have to ride in his car seat. He sat in my lap in the front seat and was so excited once he realized he didn't have to ride in his car seat. He was bouncing up and down and watching Daddy's every move as he drove. Then Daddy let him sit in his lap and he was simply giddy. When Michael had to get out for a minute, he handed Logan to me and he threw a little fit because he had to move. He loves the steering wheel.

Actually, I took Michael's truck to work today so he we didn't have to move the car seat (yes, he's almost outgrown the infant seat!) and Michael and Logan walked me out because Logan fussed when I tried to leave. When he saw me get in the truck he got all excited because he thought he was going to get to "drive." I had to let him stand in my lap and hold the steering wheel for a minute; then he "let" me leave.

We took a ride on the ranch-owner's 2-seater ATV and Logan really liked that, too. But he didn't get a good nap that morning and was almost asleep by the time we got back to camp.

The other highlight of Logan's trip was meeting Hannah, the deer. She showed up at camp last year and the guys have been feeding her ever since. We fed her carrots and celery, which we discovered she liked enough to eat through the plastic bag! She's a bit pushy and not very timid, as you can see. I couldn't get those carrots to her fast enough.

"What, there's a camera? Dang, I wasn't smiling. Take another one, Daddy!"
Logan wasn't afraid of her, either.
He even tried to eat the carrot, but Hannah was still right there, waiting.

Those of you who know us well know that my dad, brother, and husband are all avid deer hunters. And I'm sure you're wondering how Daddy will teach his little boy to hunt if he's used to petting and feeding a deer. Well, once the carrots were gone Hannah thought Logan's finger was a carrot and gave it a little nibble, much to Logan's distaste. I don't think she really hurt him; it didn't even leave a mark, but it certainly scared him and he got pretty upset. So, Daddy might make a deer hunter out of him yet.

I'm well aware that hunting contradicts everything I said in my last post about innocent animals dying. But, like I said, I was born into and then married into a crew of devoted hunters. I've hunted and killed a deer before, but I felt so bad that I don't know that I could do it again. Especially after meeting Hannah.

Rest in Peace Mac

I just heard today that Mac, the youngest of 6 elephants at the Houston Zoo, passed away Sunday from a viral illness. It saddens my heart when any innocent animal dies, but especially such a young, well-loved one. Mac just had his 2nd birthday on October 1. We took a picture of Mac and his playmate, Tucker, when we visited a few weeks ago; they were running around, entertaining their attentive audience.

Here's another pic of Mac and Tucker showing off, courtesy of the Houston Zoo's website.
My heart is also still very sad from the passing of Duncan, my mother-in-law, Carlie's, chocolate lab. He was such a sweet, gentle dog and he will be dearly missed by his pals, Lucy and Zoey, and all of his people-friends. I know he is running around in doggy heaven, though, peeing on everything and having the time of his life, pain-free. He was at least 10 years old, but had the heart of a puppy, especially when he swam. Here he is on the right with Zoey and Major, the determined Yorkie.

I'm sorry to bring up two heart-wrenching subjects at once, but I wanted to pay tribute to our animal friends who will always be loved and will be dearly missed.

And, don't to forget to thank a veteran today for all they have done to protect our freedom and our country!

Logan's first trip to the zoo

We went to the Houston Zoo a week or two before Halloween. We obviously weren't thinking clearly; that's what sleep deprivation (since Logan's waking up at least once a night again) and the sheer joy of seeing a smile on your baby's face will do to you. Anyway, we recently discovered Logan's love of animals and spontaneously decided to take a trip to the zoo that weekend. Usually we have things like this on the calendar for weeks or they don't happen, but we were so excited to see Logan's reaction to so many different animals that we thought, "why not?" I guess we weren't thinking about traffic (part of I-10 is down to one lane in Baytown) and the hoard of people that are probably always at the zoo on a Saturday, especially considering the perfect weather. And I-10 probably wasn't the best route anyway, regardless of the traffic, but we weren't thinking about that either.

We finally made it to the zoo after much frustration and trouble finding a parking spot (Logan did get a good nap in, though). Not to mention they had the main zoo entrance blocked off. I think we drove around the zoo about 3 times before we finally found the parking lot that wasn't blocked off. Then it was so full that I felt like I was back at A&M, driving around the Zachry lot looking for a spot. It was usually so bad that you just sat at the end of a row and waited for someone to leave. We were almost to that point when we saw a family leaving and snatched their spot, in the shade, too!

It was all worth it to see the look of awe on Logan's face. He loves to watch people, so at first it was hard to get him to focus on the animals, not the interesting assortment of people passing by. We went to see the elephants first and he was speechless. He didn't make a sound at first, but just sat and watched in awe, perched on Daddy's shoulders. The two baby elephants were playing; it was pretty cute. The animal Logan really loves and sees every day is a dog (several, actually), so now he thinks all animals are dogs and started saying, "dagga" to the elephants.

I think the giraffes were his favorite. He called them "dagga," too. We tried to get a good pic in front of the giraffes, but he was still people watching...
and giraffe watching...
then we finally got a good one!

He really liked the meerkats, I think because they were right there on his level and he could watch them scurry around and play in the sand. You can't actually see any of them in this picture, so you'll have to use your imagination.

By the end of the day (we were really only there for a few hours) he was exhausted, but I think he enjoyed it.

Our Lil' Punkin

Logan had portraits taken last Friday because I just couldn't pass up the opportunity to get some good shots of him in his pumpkin outfit. I just really can't do him justice yet with our new camera. I'm still learning. I do take plenty of practice shots, but I don't have the lighting and backdrop that really makes a difference.

It was so funny, because Michael bought the little brown shoes Logan's wearing a few weeks ago, but we had never put them on him. We put his outfit on and we both had a shoe, trying to get them on. They almost wouldn't go on, but we were determined and all three of us were laughing by the time we got them on.

This was one of the first pictures the photographer took. He was in a pretty good mood, but tired because he didn't want to take a nap that morning. How is it that babies know when they really NEED to take a nap because they have a big day ahead and they refuse?! Anyway, the first few came out pretty cute.

This is one of my favorites. :-)

I think he was starting to get tired of being photographed here (or the hot pumpkin suit!), but it still made for a very good picture. The photographer called it an "eyelash" shot. Whatever you call it, I think it's precious.