Aaargh!

Our walking, talking one year-old.

It's been a while since our last post. Things have been busy at work and home. Since our last post we've celebrated Joseph's first birthday with an insane farm party. We did up our back porch like a farm and donned Joseph in his overalls and bandana. All of our family and friends came over to hug and kiss on the boy. I guess he takes after his mama's sweet tooth becuase he went after that cake with wild abandon. Over the next week, I'll blog more about Joseph's birthday. In the next couple of days you'll meet two really annoying people named Liam and LaRhonda.

Joseph is walking. The day after his birthday party (October 12) he just started taking off. He walks now without holding on to anything. This is by far the most fun stage yet. He's now starting to understand things we say and do. For example, for some reason he really likes socks and often carries his socks around with him. He holds his socks to his feet and looks at me to show me he knows where they go. The other day he took hold of my socks and put them by his feet and thought that was funny. Then he put his socks next to my feet. We've got a comedian, I tell ya. He's just learned the word "go". He'll beat on the door and yell, "Go! Bye bye! Go!" Yesterday Joseph saw Drew put his keys in his pocket and yelled, "Go bye bye!" Synapses are really firing up there.

Cake

Here's what I did this weekend. It's a grooms cake I made for Drew's cousin Rebekah's wedding. I hope they liked it because I'm never doing another one as I sit here with barely the energy to type this post.

First Haircut

I'm just sayin' . . .

Drew put his foot down on Joseph's hair. He was tired of his child resembling Nick Nolte's mugshot. Sunday we had it cut. More on that later.

First Football Game

Saturday we took Joseph to the UNC/ECU game. In the week leading up I didn't have that little voice in the back of my head saying "this is a bad idea." No, instead it was jumping up and down on my shoulder smacking me in the side of the head with a two by four yelling at me, "THIS IS A BAD IDEA. THIS IS A BAD IDEA. YOU STOOPID IDIOT. THIS IS GOING TO BE AWFUL." Joseph doesn't like to be held and will fight you to the end to get down on the ground to crawl around and find something dangerous. So I just knew we were in for a four hour wrestling match. Drew wanted to take Joseph to the game so bad and said that the very thought of it brought a tear to his eye. What was I supposed to to then? I certainly was not going to send him into battle without a tag team. I'll except my Best Wife Ever crown now. So off we go. Joseph did AWESOME. The first quarter he clapped and clapped and clapped some more. Then he smiled and clapped. Then he looked serious and clapped. Then he wet his diaper and clapped. Then he looked around at the crowd and clapped. Then he looked at the field and clapped. Then he clapped at the band. He high-fived the people behind us. He did want to get down so we (GASP!) let him sit on the ground between our feet and play with drink bottles. Halfway through the second quarter he started to get really sleepy and all but feel asleep in my lap. I decided why push it and Joseph and I left at half time and strolled around campus while he slept. It was overall a really fun time and I'm glad we decided to give it a go.