Mills is on Strike!

For two days now, my little "wonderful sleeper" is on strike. He sleeps at night just fine, but when it has come down to naps, he will not go to sleep. Yesterday, after rubbing his eyes, I put him down for his usual morning nap, and he would not go to sleep. So, I thought that I would just forget the morning nap and settle for an afternoon nap instead. He was "wired!" After lunch, I attempted to make him take a nap. After 10 minutes, he woke up, and fussed what seemed like forever. I kept telling myself that he would eventually go to sleep, but no luck! So, after an hour (yes, an hour!) I went upstairs, got him out of bed and he was still wired! To whomever filled my child with energizer batteries....thanks a lot! I am wondering if our elf, Ollie, is up to mischief! This whole time I'm thinking that he's just having a hyper day, but now I am thinking quite the contrary.

We attended church with my sisters this morning, as my youngest sister was baptized. This was Mills' first time in "big church." He always goes to Sunday school and stays in the nursery for worship at our church Needless to say, I was nervous about his behavior beforehand, but he did really well considering that it was his nap time. I knew he would be tired, and he fell asleep as soon as I strapped him in his car seat leaving the church, just before lunch, but woke up as soon as we parked at the restaurant. He did not sleep on the way home, so I resorted to taking him upstairs for his nap. I think he may have slept 5-10 minutes before I heard, "Hey!" "Daddy?" Then, I heard him saying "A B C D G C E C G G B....." and so on. Yes, he was saying his alphabet from the top of his lungs and shaking his crib rail. I knew then that there was no hope. Now, it is 7:00, we've been to Walmart, eaten supper, and played, and Mills is still going. I am thinking that I may have to send Ollie back to the North Pole, and am dreading bedtime.

"Ollie" is HERE!

Our Elf has arrived! I was wondering if he would really appear or not, but it looks like our wish came true. Now he's watching to see if our Mills is good or bad, and watch for the nice things we do. This morning as we woke up, I found him sitting so very still in our tree. I'm sure he'll have nothing but good news to report to Santa, but this we soon shall see!

I managed to get all of the decorating done and am very relieved. I found the large C9 bulbs that I was wanting to add to our garlands and tree, and they turned out very pretty.
As a child, I wanted colored lights, and so I only thought that it would be more appealing to Mills as well. Kids like color, and it's all about him now. I must admit that the past few Christmases haven't been as "exciting" as they used to be, but when you reach a certain age, all of the magic and excitement tends to decrease. This year, I feel like a kid again. I am reliving my childhood Christmas memories and traditions through Mills. It feels good to finally have it back. I know now, that each year, I will look forward to Christmas and celebrating the magic and remembering the birth of Christ with our Mills. By the way, he has done great with the tree. He has been waving at it and saying "Hey tree!" I expected him to be a little destructive, but actually he has only tried to touch it a few times.

Happy Thanksgiving!

From our family to yours!

...give thanks in all circumstances, for this is the will of God in Christ Jesus for you,

1 Thessalonians 5:18

This is one of my very favorite verses in the Bible. We have so much to be thankful for each and every day of the year, not only on Thanksgiving Day. I am thankful that I know Jesus as my Savior. I am thankful for my wonderful family and that we have been blessed with our miraculous creation of God, our Mills. I don't know what I would do with out my parents, friends, my church family, and the blessings of good health, a roof over my head, and food to fill our table. I am thankful for God's grace, forgiveness, and mercy. I am thankful for my "raising." As a pastor at our most recent revival stated, "As I was growing up, I had a "drug" problem....I was "drug" to church every Sunday morning, every Sunday night, and every time the doors were open." So, with that being said, I am also thankful that as I was growing up, I had a "drug" problem-ha!

As we leave the Thanksgiving Day holiday and approach Christmas and New Years, may we continue to be thankful for everything in all circumstances each and every day of the year.

15 Months Check-up

This morning, we went for Mills' 15 month check-up. This time was a little different than our previous visits, as Mills did not want to get on the scales, and he wasn't happy to be there. Its as if he knew he was getting his shots. He was good, just a little more stubborn than usual. I guess he has hit "that phase."

He finally reached the 50th percentile in height, measuring 31" long, and he weighed 24lbs. 4oz. which was also in the 50th percentile.

So Much For Suctioned Bowls!

Mills is all about sticking storage containers on his head and wearing them around the house, especially the Country Crock tub that I washed and saved. This time, he decided to try his bowl of salad. Looks like I need to find a different set of bowls.

15 Months

Mills,

Today, you are 15 months old! Wow! Here you are one year ago...

and here you are now!
You've got to love the wind-blown look!

You are growing by leaps and bounds, and you do something new every day!
Here are your "stats."

1. Weight...we don't know exactly, but will see Dr. O next week.

2. You are still in a size 4 diaper, wear clothes in 12-18m, and are a size 4-5 shoe. Right now, you take after your mommy, as most of your pants are too long.

3. Food likes: Everything! Especially macaroni and cheese, vegetables, and fish.

4. Favorite Books: "Things that Go," "Brown Bear, Brown Bear", "The Very Hungry Caterpillar," "How Many Kisses Do You Want Tonight?"

5. Vocabulary: Daddy, Mama, Joey, Night-night, Tree, Book, Go, Kitty-Kitty, That, Dog, Duck, Cool!, Doing?, Eat, Hey!, You attempt your ABCs but it sounds more like "A B C D E G G G B D", but you recognize the alphabet when you see it, because you always say it. Where's ____? (and you hold your hands out). I'm sure there's more, but mommy's mind is blank.

6. You are still going to bed between 7:30 and 8:00, waking between 6:00 and 7:30, and sometimes still take two naps a day. You love your crib, and your bedtimes are super easy!

7. You are good at putting things where they belong, and good at putting things where they DON'T belong. I am always finding things in the most random places. Just this week, I found plastic containers in the dryer. You love wearing them on your head, especially the empty Country Crock tub. You are quick to put Joey's toys in his toy bucket. You are such a big help. Now, if we can get you to put YOUR things back where they belong, we'll be good!

8. Favorites: telephones, remotes, Mickey Mouse, Moose and Zee!

New Word

This is the spout guard that we have on the spout in Mills' bath tub. He loves to stand up and play with the fire hat that raises up and down. Actually you are supposed to pour bubbles into the hat so that they will be evenly dispersed as the water flows.

Tonight, he stood up, grabbed the cover and screamed "DUCK! DUCK! DUCK!" over and over and over again. Then, he pointed to it, looked at me and continued shouting "DUCK! DUCK! DUCK! DUCK!" I'm thrilled about this new addition to Mills' vocabulary. He's not much of a talker. Okay, so I take that back. He talks all of the time, but most of the time, we have NO ideas what he is saying.

More Teeth

Wow! If I had a mop big enough to do the trick, I could clean up enough drool to fill a bucket. Literally, there are spots on my hardwood of dried drool, and his shirt collars are drenched. Our poor Mills' fingers are raw from gnawing. His face is chapped, lips are sore, and fever...we've got fever. I guess I should say that we HAD fever. It has now subsided, but he is cranky, irritable and just plain fussy, not to mention that our little man who will eat anything that doesn't eat him first, is eating at a minimal the past three days. I only thought that his past teething episodes were bad. Compared to this, they were nothing. Mills' molars are erupting. I am certain of one, because I was able to feel it with my finger. Today, he has been chewing on the opposite side, so I am pretty sure that we've got another trying to introduce itself into the world. We have 12 more to go. Can I just scream now? I feel terrible for him. This weekend's festivities on our town square were cut very short, as I went only to the shops of which I needed something, and I passed up the Mercy Me concert with my sis. I can't keep doping him up with Tylenol, and we are going through teething tablets like candy. They DO help, tremendously, as a matter of fact. I have even placed a wet wash cloth in the freezer for him to chew on, but he would rather have his fingers. His poor raw fingers.