Happy to be here

I crave change.  I haven't determined whether this is a product of my military-brat upbringing or if it's simply my personality, (doesn't everything whittle down to the nature v. nurture debate?) but regardless of its origins, this twitch of mine often manifests itself in a desire to move.  I moved every year the first 4 years of my college career.

This past June marked the first time in my young adult life that I truly wanted to renew a lease.  In fact, I was adverse to the idea of living anywhere other than here: in our lovely three bedroom, two bath apartment.  Reasons for my uncharacteristic approval of status quo extend beyond the fact that this place is drop-dead gorgeous.  (I mean, yes, I could keep it cleaner and decorate it better, but I'm very proud of the fact that we live in a place that took my breath away when we viewed it for the first time).  But, in all honesty, even an apartment like this could get boring. I think the real culprit here is my child.  Lincoln, let me tell you, is changing.  He is changing so quickly and so sneakily that it's all we can do to keep up.  It turns out that parenthood has provided a cure to my anxious, will'o'the wisp nature.  Oh, how we've racked up the milestones!  It probably seems dull and obvious to people without children, but once you've deposited a tiny, raw human being onto this planet-- every little metamorphosis it makes seems like a miraculous, earth-shattering event that begs for detailed documentation and cooed-over celebration.

"Did he just raise his left eyebrow?  Because I swear he used to only be able to lift the right!  And have you noticed how he reaches for a toy when you hand it to him?  WAIT- stop everything!  My baby sucked his toe!"

With this kind of excitement going on, no wonder I'm too busy to browse the rental listings.  Since my last post, Lincoln has gone nuts over walking (with help), surfaced two teeth, clapped (as of today) and somehow instantly knew that he was supposed to lift the flaps in his new "Where is Baby's Belly Button?" book. I still take videos of my handsome little star.  And I'm going to share!  Luckily, the few people who do read my blog (mostly) have an interest in my son and so hopefully these videos will be amusing.  I know it's really cool for the great grandparents living in California to catch a glimpse of Lincoln's life.  Hopefully someday he'll be able to meet them!

I think it's cute how he just takes a bite out of a baby cheese puff as if he's been doing it all his life.  The eating-is-serious-business-and-I-love-it noises, he has been doing all his life.  I try unsuccessfully to show his teeth, but at least you see him using them! 





And here Lincoln is pulling himself up onto furniture.  I think it's safe to say that he'll be walking soon!  See what I mean?  Life is happening so FAST!