Living on the wild side

I feel like a pretty big rebel right now being up at 11:07PM. Chris is not home, and will not be until tomorrow evening, so that means if Austin is up at 4:45 tomorrow morning like he has been the past THREE mornings, I'll be on my own. Don't worry, he won't actually sleep from now until then, we'll have at least 2 or 3 nursing parties between the times. Austin was doing well with sleep, but decided that was enough. He's cute enough though, so I don't mind too much.

My sister is about to come live with us, I just don't know if she will be able to handle the excitement. She was off to a concert with her friends tonight, and then to one of the band member's homes as her friend knows them. If she had been here, she would have gotten to experience Austin's bathtime! Actually, tonight was a lot of fun as I had some of my friends over for dessert and wine. We had a great time, and though most of our conversation surrounded people who are not quite 25 lbs, we wouldn't have had it any other way.

My last post was apparently pretty fitting as I haven't had time to come on here since then. Not even for some pictures! It's been crazy I tell you. The crawling, the giggling, the pulling to a standing position....I now realize why parents go crazy for their own kid. I feel like I'm watching Einstein develop and all the kid has done is mumble some consonents and put one hand in front of the other.

Last week we headed to Vail for a couple days as Chris would be out of town. It was great to be surrounded by friends again. It wasn't great to be surrounded by cold again. Austin was a great trooper and smiled for most of the 21/2 days. He wasn't even THAT grumpy for the Teva games that was accompanied by hail and a rain storm in 40 degree weather. Or when I had to change his diaper on the side of the road and it was snowing. In JUNE. I need to move to a beach.

Caitlin took in an abused dog last year. It was supposed to be a foster situation, but Charlie kind of chose her when she dropped him off at his adoptive parents house one day that was 10 miles in a direction that Charlie had never been. He bolted the next day and showed up at Caitlin's front door two days later. He had some problems being an indoor dog, and in Vail, as pretty as the outdoors are, you aren't going to have a beautiful yard unless you are 70 and living there half time. Charlie finally came to a good home down in the front range. Many miles from Caitlin's front door, and hopefully, to many acres he can call home. Anyway, back when Charlie was getting to know us (I was living with Caitlin at the time) he would huddle back a ways, stare somebody down, go for a sniff, and maybe touch them with his paw. This was the most anybody got to feel of Charlie besides Caitlin who usually had to push his black and brown furry butt out of her lap. When Austin and I got to Caitlin's, I plopped him on the floor. He hung around my legs for a bit while Caitlin sat on the floor. After a while, Austin crawled right up to her and sat staring. Finally he reached out a hand and patted her leg before crawling right up into her lap. It was pretty humorous watching this as it brought back so many memories of a different animal on all fours.

The little boy can scoot around and he is loving life. He pulls himself up on just about any little surface which includes slippery bathtubs, tipsy hampers, and moving drawers. The more dangerous, the more times he will go after it. I'll post some pictures, but then it's time to say GOODNIGHT!