Bath time in the Allen house...

Cash gets more excited about bath time than any other time during the day. Well, I take that back... he gets most of his excitement when it is time to eat, but come on... can you blame him? Once the water is turned on in the tub, he stops whatever he is doing and b-lines it straight to the bathroom.

Our trip to H-Town

Over Spring Break we took a trip to Houston, TX to visit Noah's family and spend some much needed R & R (while writing a few papers of course). Cash flew to Houston with Noah's mom, YaYa, a couple of days before we left to go down there. From what I hear, he was a rock star on the plane and was somewhat schmoozing the flight attendants. Like father, like son I suppose. Once he got to Houston,Cash got the opportunity to spend time with his cousins and his aunts and uncles. Here are a few pics from our trip to Houston...

Cash hanging our with his Aunt Gigi...

A bath is lots more fun when you have company...

What's a few bathtub pics without mohawks?

Cash loves making his little cousin, Owen, laugh... by screaming at him

Cash and Owen were exhausted from all the fun...

Me and my friend, Casey, at our Friday night Gringo's outing...

All of the sister-in-laws at Gringo's...

All in all, it was a great trip and we were sad to have to leave everyone.

Love,

E

Dear Baby,

I have only been asking you for the past 2 months to please...pretty please...say the sweet little words my ears have been dying to hear. I ask you every day and have enlisted the help of pretty much everyone around me to train you little mouth to utter those sweet words.

After much anticipation and some minor frustration... you said it.

"Mama".

That simple.

I loved it.

The anticipation was absolutely worth every minute of waiting and was just as rewarding as I thought it would be.

Thank you for making my day.

Love,
Mom

No baby post today...

Instead, just a few lyrics from our church worship service this morning. My heart and prayers goes out to those in Japan and those affected by the earthquake and tsunamis.


I am not sure who wrote this song, so if you do know please let me know so that I can give credit where credit is due.

"Your name, is hope for the hopeless
Your name, is healing the broken
Your grace, is making me whole again
Your name, carries the weary
You name, rescues the hurting
Your grace is making me whole again,
Jesus, Your name"

Love,
E

Whew...

Okay, I am back. I'm sorry no recent blogging has occurred, but I have been on vacation and just got back. Vacation? Where, you might ask? A vacation of 6 tests and 3 papers due in 6 days. A vacation of studying until late (like, 11:00! Late, I know) and waking up at 4:00 to do more studying. Not complaining, well maybe just a little, but I chose to do this and this is what I have to do to become a physical therapist. So, whew. Done.

Little update about Cash $...

7 1/2 months and growing like crazy (both ways if you know what I am saying)

Eats everything...except peas. He refuses to open his mouth so we have given up on the baby peas and will soon resort to the human peas and see how that works out

Eats about 4 baby foods a day and would eat 4 more if you let him

Is still cruising around holding on to the furniture, but the past few weeks he has started to pull himself up without any help and stand on his own for 5-8 seconds. Big boy!!

Cut 1 tooth! The front left tooth came in without too much of a fuss, but there were definately some changes

Is trying to learn to clap

Says dada all the time! I have been trying so hard for him to say mama, but when you ask him to say it all he does is smile

Loves bath time. Once he hears the water start up he takes of, speed crawling as a matter of fact, to the bathroom and stands and screams in excitement while the water comes out

Is wearing size 9 month clothes for the most part. Poor kid, I put him in some 3-6 month pants last night and he looked like such a dork. Can we say "highwaters"?

Is going on another flight, I think this is his 3rd flight, to Houston to stay the week. I sure will miss that boy

Loves being held, but not for too long. He loves to be down on the ground and playing and getting into things. He is actually pretty independent. He will sit in the floor and play by himself for 30 minutes without so much as a peep. He just turns around every now and then to make sure you are still there

Trying to use his sippy cup. He knows where it goes, just hasn't got the sucking part of the concept down yet

About 2 weeks ago, he really discovered his little... well I am not sure how a mom is supposed to say this so I will call it what his daddy calls it...wenus. Plays with it all the time when his diaper is off. Gross.

Loves to play ball. It doesn't matter what kind. Just as long as the ball rolls he is happy. I am pretty proud too because if you roll it to him he will put out his hands and 9 times out of 10 he will catch it and roll it back to you. Maybe he will be an athlete :)

Sticks his tongue out, just like his daddy, when he is concentrating on something

Doesn't like to crawl on the tile on his bare legs. He will get up on his hands and feet and bear-walk across the tile

LOVES being outside and playing and eating grass.

Last but not least... I caught him going out the doggy door yesterday. Didn't get a picture of it, but I am sure it won't be the last time he does it

He is a really funny kid and just makes our world go 'round...

Love,

E