It's Bo Time!

(Image from here:  www.yadkinvalleysports.com) 

I guess I need to change the name of the blog since it's now Miller Time and Bo Time! I'm not sure how both of our kids ended up with names that are part of an "It's Something Time" slogan. Oops. BoJangles is Fred's favorite, so I guess it's fitting.

Anyway, Baby Bo was born on Saturday, August 10th at 2:59 PM. We got to the hospital around noon, so the whole deal only lasted three hours. I am still terrified when I think that if we had waited any longer or gone to Whole Foods that morning like we were planning, I might not have had time for an epidural (or morphine) -yikes! There is not a long, drawn out birth story with this one. He just basically flew out. Can't complain about that!

Bo Bo was almost the exact same size as Miller. He weighed 7 lbs 8oz (M was 7 lbs 9 oz) and was 21.5 inches long (the same height as M.) And here he is.....

Bo looks exactly like M did when she was born, only more rugged and manly of course. It will be interesting to see if his hair turns blonde and whether they turn out to be a  matched set once he gets older!

This big sister is nothing short of obsessed with "her" baby. She has done awesome with the transition and just wants to love on  her brother all the time. So far so good....

Riverbanks Zoo

Yesterday, we took an impromptu trip to Columbia to go to the Riverbanks Zoo. We have been meaning to go for a while, and I am so glad we did. Miller had a ball despite the fact that she was about an eighth of an inch too short to ride the "ponytails." The weather was perfect and M was such a trooper considering she had no nap and had an hour and a half car ride both ways. Here are some pics....

This pretty much sums up how M felt about the zoo.

Making monkey faces on the carousel.

Hugging a monkey.

Checking out the penguins.

When you find out you are too short to ride the ponies, the only cure is ice cream!

We got to feed a giraffe, y'all! I want to do it again tomorrow!

Easter

For Easter, we went to Memama's, had an Easter egg hunt (where Cocky showed up), played with our cousins, and took awkward family photos.

M was terrified of Cocky. She is not a fan of costumed characters.

 She walked around the egg hunt with a suspicious look on her face saying,

 "I'm lookin' for that Easter Bunny."

This may have happened during a prayer....

Aforementioned awkward photo. There were about 30 and they are all at least this bad. 

20 weeks pregnant in a long purple dress=giant eggplant.

This is the second year that I have taken this same photo of M and E Baby at Easter.

 I hope I can make them recreate it until they are 36. 

Long Time No Blog

I haven't blogged since September, so I'm gonna catch this thing up to speed real quick. We're about to cover about 6 months in about 30 seconds. Ready?

Halloween- Miller was the cutest little Olivia the Pig ever. She was so cute that she got to be on the news during our neighborhood parade. Also, she got to go to Boo in the Zoo and trick-or-treat with her buddies, JJ and Alyssa. This was really her first introduction to candy-"canny"- and she has been in love ever since.

Thanksgiving- This picture has nothing to do with Thanksgiving, but this is what we did that day. We played on the playground at Mommy's school and went to CC's for dinner. 

Christmas- Miller appeared in her first school Christmas performance and sang (screamed) Jingle Bells, Where is Santa, and Jesus Loves Me. She was terrified of Santa but warmed up to him later in the season. The only thing she wanted for Christmas was "chocolate cookies." She got some Oreos in her stocking to fill that request along with a princess castle, a giant bear, a cupcake set, and some big girl panties. Santa took all of her diapers to other babies and,she was potty trained. It was easy as pie. 

There you have it. All the major holidays that you've missed. Also, somewhere in there, Mommy got knocked up. Baby # 2 is a BOY, which I am still in shock about, and he'll be here around August 13th. 

Sky Top

Yesterday, we went to Sky Top to pick some apples. If I can finish the 47 blog posts I am writing in order to get caught up, I am going to whip up some apple-y treats and pretend it is not 85 degrees today. Here is some orchard-y cuteness. 

Cutie apple-picker.

People kept commenting on Miller's apple dress as if that is not the obvious choice! People, you have to theme-dress your kids while you can before they figure out its not cool to wear the concert t-shirt to the concert (so to speak.)

Guess who made her kid sit in a tree for a photo op? 

This lady!

Just try and tell me that's not the cutest thing you have ever seen!

I would just like to point out the marketing genius of this stupid thing. Now we have to keep going back every year. Well played, Sky Top!

By the way, the first day of fall may sound like a cute time to go pick apples, but you will not be the only one who thought of it. That place was packed. When we left, there was a crazy long line of cars all the way down the road. To pick apples. I mean, you can buy them in the grocery store! You would have thought we were at Disney World. Next year we might pick a different weekend, but we had a good time. We also had the added bonus of meeting up with Miss Julianne for lunch, which is better than Disney World according to Miller!

"Apple Festival"

You will notice that the title of this post is in quotation marks. Since I am familiar with how the English language works, I have used them for a reason. We took Miller to the "Apple Festival" on Labor Day. You see, we planned on going to the actual Apple Festival in Hendersonville, but it was raining and we didn't want to drive up there just to get rained on. We decided to go to the Labor Day Festival in Simpsonville instead. We had already told M that we were going to the Apple Festival and she was really pumped up about eating apples there, which is a little odd since she doesn't actually like apples on a day to day basis. When we got to the Labor Day Festival, M was all "We at the apple festival! I eat a apple!" Well, we may have just decided to just go with it and tell her that we were at the Apple Festival. Ha ha. Lucky for us, there was a little farmer's market there, so were able to get the kid an apple.

They had pony rides. M was afraid to actually ride the ponies at first, so she just stuck to petting them. 

Big girl riding a little train ride all by herself. This was a big deal, as Miller is usually a stage 5 clinger. 

This kid loves lemonade.

She also loves Simpsonville.

Finally, when we were about to leave, Miller decided that she would ride the "pony tails" after all. So she did. In the rain. She is still talking about it!

Granddaddy

Miller loves her some Granddaddy. She was so happy to get to go see him in Alabama few weeks ago.