Shopping Cart Woes

When I went grocery shopping BC (before Corbin), I often had the misfortune of choosing the “mechanically challenged”  shopping carts. You know, the cart that always pulled to the left, the one that squeaked in that annoying high pitch sound, or perhaps the cart that had a rolling issue.

Well, now AC (after Corbin) not only do I have to avoid choosing the mechanically challenged carts I now also have the problem of trying to pick a cart that does not have seat belt issues.

So I stand in front of a massive pile of carts trying to visually size them up.  Trying to see which cart, based off looks, will be able to roll and buckle correctly.  Let me just say this has been nearly an impossible task lately!

Point in case, this week I was at Wal-Mart.  I walked into the store and began to look at the cart choices. I chose one with high hopes that it was going to be perfect on the first try.

I place Corbin in the cart try to buckle him, but alas the buckle will NOT buckle!

So, I give up and move on to the next cart. I put Corbin in the cart and buckle with success, but then I begin to move.  Bluck!  The cart barely moves faster than a turtle…stuck wheel!

The third cart I put Corbin into, believe it or not (and even I couldn’t believe it), did not buckle either!!

You know at Wal-Mart, there is a greeter at the door and I’m sure this elderly woman thought I was crazy!

By the fourth cart I didn’t care if it buckled or moved, I was taking it.  I was willing to put Corbin’s safety in danger and drag that unwilling cart all around the store if need be because momma needed milk, eggs, and most importantly Dr. Pepper.  And you know when momma needs DP we are NOT leaving the store just because we could not find a willing cart!

Luckily I did not have to do anything extreme because this last cart buckled and moved albeit with a squeak.   

Wow, I’m exhausted just reliving the memory! 

Is it just me or do other people have the shopping cart woes too?

Rest Time

After a crazy busy few weeks Corbin and I decided that we desperately needed some rest time.  (Ok, maybe it was really just Momma who needed some rest time:)

Here’s to finally reaching Sunday evening for a quiet time of rest and relaxation!  Oh and yummy burgers…on the grill!  I know my husband is crazy, it’s like 12 degrees outside.

A Few of Corbin’s Favorite Things (right now)

Lately Corbin is all about exploring, but when he’s not off and going he has a few toys that really hold his attention:

Activity Table – This table has provided a source of great entertainment for Corbin. Because he loves to stand but can’t keep his balance on his own, this table works as a support while he plays. Oh how he loves to stand and play, but oh how tired are we of listening to the songs it sings.

Basketball Goal – This basketball goal has been entertaining for the whole family. Yes, Chris and I have participated in a few free throw shooting contests and let’s just say the winner does not need to be named. I think we all know who that is… Oh, and Corbin likes it too! Most times when he makes a goal he proceeds to clap for himself and because he looks at me like “why aren’t you clapping too?”, and he looks SO darn cute I end up clapping as well. Yea Corbin! But, once again Momma’s a little tired of the endless clapping…that kid is getting way too good at making goals.

Quiet Book – Oh, the quiet book: how we love thee so. This happens to be Corbin’s constant source of entertainment during church sermons. It will hold his attention and interest for the entire message time, and I think that makes this my MOST favorite thing. Quiet baby in church = happy parents!

Door Stops – Finally, because of Corbin’s increased mobility, toys aren’t always right where he is, but doorstops abound in our house. So when in need of a toy he usually has a doorstop nearby that he LOVES to play with. He can watch that stop “boing” for minutes at a time.

So when the dog bites, or the bee stings or when he’s feeling sad. Corbin simply remembers his favorite things and then he doesn’t feel so bad. (The Sound of Music reference of course! The BEST musical ever, so naturally when I have a title like “favorite things” I could not leave out a reference from where it came:)

9 Months

As Daddy likes to say: Corbin is 75% (or 3/4) to being a one year old.  The rest of us (less mathematically minded people) might say Corbin is 9 months old today!

It seems that in just one month changes abounded and we hit two big milestones of crawling and pulling up. His ability to do these things have made him very mobile, very curious, and very exhausting!

His first 4 teeth came in quickly, but he’s been cutting 2 other teeth for almost an entire month. One finally popped out, but we are still awaiting the appearance of the other one.

Corbin has a varied menu when he’s eating, but his favorites are yogurt, green beans, cheese, bread, and black beans.  It’s so gourmet;)

Today he had his 9 month check up and we are thankful that he is looking healthy and developing on track.

Here are his official stats:

Height: 28 inches (50th percentile…slowing down on this, but he still seems long to me.)

Weight 19 lbs. 12 oz. (45th percentile…he seems SO much heavier when I’m carrying him!)

HAPPY 9 MONTHS CORBIN!

“Why, thank you!”

“I’m flattered you would remember little ole me.”

Pulling Up

For a few weeks, Corbin has been working hard on trying to pull up on anything he could.  And Sunday he was successful!  He pulled up on the chair all by himself.  In fact, once he got it he was popping up all over the place!

“Umm, should I try?”

“Ok, here I go.”

“Success, I’m up!  I have a feeling this could really open doors for me.”

Tunnel Vision

This blog is basically Corbin’s baby book because he really doesn’t have another one.  I have one sitting in the office semi-done, but it’s just too much like scrapbooking.  I’m SO unmotivated to add information and pictures to it.  Although I know one day I’ll want to look back, so this is why I blog.  It’s all about Corbin.

However, when one forgets to blog about important details then…oops!  So, a big event in Corbin’s life has been happening for awhile. 

He’s been army crawling…since December.  Seriously, that’s been over a month and not one blog post has been dedicated to this!?!  What in the world.

Well, I’m here to say not only is Corbin army crawling, this week he officially began crawling “normally”.

So, in honor of this momentous occasion we turned his play mat into a tunnel (which it was made to do…it’s not some ghetto concoction that we created…although I’m certainly not against those:)

His first thought at going through the tunnel…

“I’m sorry I don’t think I heard you right.  You want ME to go through THAT?  Umm, not so sure about that.”

So in attempts to bolster his confidence and see that the tunnel would not hurt him I tried to go through it.  Fortunately for me, no one else was home to witness this act and there is no photographic evidence of what occurred.  Let me tell you this momma does not fit in the tunnel, and attempting to was a bad idea.  We will just leave it at that.

So instead of ME demonstrating the act of actually going through the tunnel I drove one of his cars through.  After seeing that, he decided that yes he was brave enough and could attempt to go through the tunnel.  (So glad my attempt didn’t scare him off because frankly I think I would have been scared if I was watching!)

“Here I go!  Must use my tongue to help me.”

“How am I doing?  Am I getting close?”

“Seriously, this tunnel is LONG!  I can’t believe I’m not through yet.”

“I can’t make it….must have water.”

“I’m smelling the sweet scent of victory!”

“Sheesh, I’m exhausted.  Is it time for a nap?”

Low Rider

(In 1975 the band War wrote a song called “Low Rider”.  If you are familiar with that song, that’s how I intended the title of this post to be said. It sounds better that way!  But, if you don’t know it, just say it slow and draw out each syllable...that will closely replicate this highly acclaimed song lyric;)

Ok, so why low rider?  Well, that story began on the day after Christmas.

Corbin had been laid down for his third nap, and at this age sometimes he takes a nap and sometimes he doesn’t.  (Let’s just say the loss of my third nap time is a topic for a whole other post.)  This particular day he just wasn’t having it ,and after about 20 minutes I decided to go in and check on him.

Nanoseconds after opening the door I called for Chris.  It was the serious “I need you NOW” call because I used all three of his names.  “Christopher Michael Williams…come here!  Look at what YOUR son is doing!”  Yes, the actions of Corbin could only be pinned on his father.  I certainly would never have done anything like this, so at times like these I always want to make sure and claim Corbin as Chris’ child.

Chris came in and we stood and looked at Corbin, who was on his knees with half his body hanging over his crib rail looking down at where he’d throw his pacifier…yikes!

We had been talking earlier in the week about how we needed to lower his crib mattress.  I was thinking he might begin to explore what he could do in there.  Needless to say this episode threw us into action.  Right then and there we whipped Corbin out of the crib and Chris lowered that puppy to the lowest level.

So now, Corbin is in a low rider crib!