Ok I finally did it. I fixed my iPod issue no thanks to Matt. Back before Christmas, maybe even before September, Matt decided to get a new computer. Well, he failed to let me know this bit of info, so therefore I was not able to deactivate my iTunes account. He said that he copied all of my songs to a CD, funny thing is the folder where they are supposed to be is totally empty. Well if you have ever had this problem before you know that it is a total PAIN IN THE BUTT!!!!! After much debate and with a little iPod counciling from my trainer, Amy, who by the way is awesome (Eventhough I did get punched in the face one day, totally my fault). I decided to remove all of my current songs and start from scratch. Don't ask or make suggestion, I tried everything possible to save my old songs (I PROMISE). So, with some iTune gift cards from Matt this Christmas (I have a feeling he was feeling the heat) my poor little iPod is getting some new action.
Yesterday Charlie had his first haircut and it went suprisingly well. Matt went with me because I was just sure that it was going to be a total disaster. He did not cry at all and it was really easy, but last night I had a total breakdown. Charlie was sick over the weekend and yesterday we went to the doctor, and got some medicine to hopefully get rid of the nasty snotty nose. Well I went to give him his last dose of medicine at 10 last night so I had to wake him up. He is a great baby because he wakes up and takes the medicine and just goes back to sleep. After I gave him his medicine I was just holding him and looking at him and he just didn't look like a baby anymore, he looked like a little boy and I think that this was my really first realization that he is growing up right before my eyes. I went upstairs and told Matt how grown up he looked and then I proceeded to tell Matt that one day he is probably going to tell me he "hates" me and that one day he is going to love another girl more than me. Of course Matt just looked at me and I could tell that he was thinking "you are crazy." So with little sympathy and support from my husband I got in the shower and cried some more. It is amazing how a few tears can make you feel so much better. Anyway I never knew a haircut would make me so emotional. Ijust need to take it one day at a time and not take any moment for granted. ( I know my sister (Caroline) is reading this and is totally goobed out. ) Family pic after the haircut.
Yes, we have a new dog and his name is Charlie. I don't know why Charlie is so obsessed with Lulu's dog kennel but he is. It kinda grosses me out and I try and keep the door locked all the time, but as you can see I did not get to it in time in this picture. Also, look at Charlie's flippy-doos on his hair, well they will be gone this afternoon, because he is getting his first hair-cut today. He just looks really un-kept (I am sure the constant snotty nose is not helping either), but it is kinda driving me crazy. If he were a girl it would be great, but he is 100% boy, plus everytime we are out in public he is constantly told "You are such a cute little Girl." I mean, come on people, he has baby blue overall's on, and brown converse, how much more little boy can he be. My dad says that is what I deserve because his hair is so long. He calls him the "little hippie." So this hair cut is for you dad.
Here are just a few pictures of our first Christmas with Charlie. It was so much fun and exhausting. He had no clue what was going on, but it was fun pretending like he did. This was Charlie's first Christmas present. It was very fitting, it was a baseball toy. Matt swears that he already knows how to swing the bat.
I think we have the same Fat Cheeks!!!!!
Matt and Charlie on Christmas morning.
Charlie and Santa, I really think this was the Grumpiest Santa ever. Charlie did so good, next year might be a different story.