the best laid plans

[cheerio, mate!]

As fall slowly approaches (we're talking a snail's pace here in Las Vegas) my life is becoming a lot more crowded. Crowded with things needing to get one, things taking up my time. They're mostly good things, good time-eaters, but things nonetheless that I am obligated to do, plan, attend, etc.

And in case you didn't notice, I don't always love doing, planning, attending...But I will prevail. Or I will die trying. Either/or.
[naptime on the kitchen floor]

Sawyer is turning ONE in about 3 little weeks. This is both exciting and sad. When every woman I ever met told me to cherish him as a baby because "they grow up so fast!", they were not kidding. Somedays it seems like it went by in a flash and others I am dying for him to walk steadily and speak real words.
[wait, you're telling me that if i stand up against this chair it might move? and i might fall? psssh]

Speaking of speaking, he says "Mama" and "Dad" a lot but from what we can tell, he still hasn't figured out who's who in relation to those words. As for the walking...there's a lot of falling and crying. I want to buy a helmet for his precious brain but Dad finds that a bit excessive. So for now I follow him around the downstairs of our home all day to avoid the gut-wrenching experience of scooping him up after a tile floor tumble.

So hopefully his first birthday party will be fun for him. Historically, most first birthday parties I have been to were not fun for the guest of honor. Time will tell.

[beautiful bedhead]

Ah, now back to all those things that are waiting on me.