Traditional and Sentimental

Wow. It doesn't take long for a week to fly by.

We went to Kentucky on Monday and flew back Tuesday. On our way to Louisville, Ty and I figured out that by the time Ryndon is 4 months old he will have been to 11 states. Crazy, huh? Even crazier, it's been almost 10 years since I graduated from A&M.

We went to Kentucky for the 10-year anniversary of my team winning the national livestock judging contest. It was good to see everyone and interesting to see how some things change while others stay very much the same. Of those on my team who came, I am the only one not actively involved in the livestock field. It's crazy that I am more able to associate with horse people than livestock judgers. Never thought that day would come.

Ryndon is doing great. He is starting to roll on his side, scary for me. He laughed for the first time last night. He is such a ham. He may look more like me, but he has his dad's personality. I think both Ty and I relieved on both parts of that.

It's amazing how fast they change. His grandparents won't recognize him when they see the little man again.

My mom, dad, and Uncle Dave and Aunt Gail are coming in this weekend for Ryndon's blessing. My uncle will be blessing him (he blessed Jarred) and Ryndon will wear Jarred's blessing outfit.

Alicia will get here Wednesday and I can't wait.

Ryndon and I in the Louisville hotel

He's just chillin'

He's starting to grab stuff more. He thinks he's pretty nifty for learning this.

Me as a mother...

Pretty much sums it up.

He's a character

Ryndon has found a few things lately that he likes to use regularly. One of which is his tongue. He's also getting closer to sucking his thumb. He just hasn't gotten to where he can stick his thumb up. So in the meantime, he gnaws on his whole fist. It's pretty funny to watch.

It's only a matter of time before he finds his thumb and then out with the binky (I'm sure). He doesn't have a lot of interest in the binky. He just knows that when he gets it, mom or dad are trying to get him to sleep.

The most exciting thing is that he is almost to where he can fully support his head. He still has a few floppy moments, but not very many.

He really is a good baby. The only time he is fussy is when there is a reason. He's happy all day until the evening when he is ready for bed.

Last night he helped me make pumpkin muffins. He was in his bouncy seat on the counter and watched his momma cook. He's quite the active fellow. As long as he is on the move or can see what's going on, he is a happy camper.

This week has been a crazy week and I haven't been able to download pictures yet. Hopefully, I will get some time and be able to do that.

Our tiny trick-or-treater

Ryndon and I spent Halloween visiting Ty at the barrel race at the Lonestar Arena. I went to watch Brittany Pozzi run, but didn't see much of the barrel race. Poor Ryndon didn't even get to go door-to-door. I figure we'll do that next year since his diet is pretty limited at this point.

I bought his little pumpkin outfit before he was even born. Poor Ty doesn't stand a chance when it comes to what Ryndon wears. I get stuff on the sly. My "cute" outfits don't go over so well with Ty. He probably thinks they're silly. Oh well. I still think he's the cutest kid in the world. But I could be accused of being partial.


Alicia bought Ryndon the Baby Gap jacket. It's finally cool enough for him to wear it. I figured he needed to wear it a few times before he grows out of it.
He's such a ham for the camera.
Ty is starting him already. He read Ryndon the SuperLooper as soon as it came in the mail. It even looked like Ryndon was reading along with him. He's definitely a future roper. Grandpa Jim is already looking for Ryndon's first pony. As he said when we visited in Wyoming, "We need to get that kid mounted."