Wednesday, December 28, 2011


This kid really loves cars
He plays with them everywhere!

First thing when he wakes up!

Naps with them

At soccer games

During dinner

Loves to lay on the floor to watch the wheels

Even at Best Buy!

And it's not like he doesn't have TONS of other toys to play with.  I try to get him to play puzzles, blocks, with dolls.  We have stacking towers, balls, music instruments.  He wants none of it.  Only his cars.  He plays with his trains sometimes.  But it's all about the cars!

Bottle Woes

My philosophy for being a mom is to do what works for me.  You can give me all the advise you want (in fact I greatly appreciate any and all advice... being a first time mom, I love it) but in the end I'm going to do what works for me and my family because every child is different and I know my kid best.  In fact, if any new mom asks me for advice that's the best advice I can give.  Listen to everyone, but do what you want and what works for you!  Without any apologies! 

So when it came to bottle weaning I just wasn't all that put out by it.  I almost had Miles weaned, but then he got croup and he really needed his bottle to soothe.  Then his daddy started traveling for work and he missed him and needed his bottle even more.  (For a minute he even started using a paci.)  Needless to say I decided then wasn't the best time to wean.  I figured we'd get to it when it was right.

Well, months went by and Miles was showing no signs of giving his bottle up.  In fact, he flat out refused to drink milk from anything but the bottle.  So I didn't really bother with it.  Some kids breastfeed for years and years... what harm could a few more months do?

And I can honestly say that I have no regrets for my decision.  But, sadly, the time has come.  And honestly I think I'm more sad than Miles.

For the last couple of weeks Miles was waking up in the morning, jumping straight out of bed, walking to the kitchen, pointing to the cabinet and saying "bit-two, bit-two, bit-two, bit-two" or SCREAMING at me until I got him a bottle of milk.  We worked as hard as possible to get him to say ba-ba, and some times he would.  But sometimes he would just scream until he was served.  Babies!

And for the most part it wasn't a problem.  Until it was.

A few times a week Miles would wake up in the middle of the night and if he was particularly restless we would give him a bottle and he would go right back to sleep.  Lazy parenting at it's finest.

Well, Miles picked up pretty quick and decided that he was going to start waking up and demanding a bottle every night.  Momma caught on even quicker and said - nope!  Drastic times called for drastic measures.  It was time for cold turkey.

I removed every bottle from the cabinet (where he knew they were) and at 2 in the morning we explained to Miles that his bottles were all gone.  It took him till 3:30 am to go to sleep.  The next day he went to demand his bottle, but I showed him again that they are ALL gone!  He was sad, but quickly took a sippy of juice.  Not milk though, only juice.  We are on day 4 now and he really hasn't had a problem.  No more waking up at night asking for a bottle.  No more running out of bed to get a bottle, which means more cuddle time in the am.

All in all, I say it worked out pretty well.  He still refuses to drink milk though.  I've been supplementing with yogurt and cheese as much as possible, but may consider buying Silk Soy with Vanilla flavor to see if he'd try it.

We've also been trying the V8 Fusion drinks to add vitamins and veggie and fruit intake.  And he has been loving those!

This kid is too cool for a bottle!

17 Months, aka Almost 1 1/2 Years

Things I love about you right now

*You love to give hugs. You wrap your little baby arms around my neck and squeeze. And sometimes you lay your head down on my shoulder and I melt into a million pieces. You also love to hug your daddy and sister exactly the same way!
*Sometimes when you hug you get so excited that you like to squeeze your entire face to my face... sometimes you press your teeth so hard against me that you leave teeth marks! But you don't mean to be mean, you are just so happy!
*You love your belly button. You are obsessed with it. When I give you a bottle (yes, I know you are too old for one, but I don't care) you drink your bottle while playing with your belly button and you refuse to let your belly go.
*When I put you to sleep (or when your daddy puts you to sleep) you finish your bottle, hand it to me, wrap your arm around my neck and fall asleep with one arm around my neck and one hand on your belly button.
*Some times you fall asleep with both arms wrapped around my neck in a tight hug. And as you are falling asleep you smile and giggle at me.
*When you are happy and excited, or showing off to someone, you make this noise like a car revving up and then throw your entire body on the floor. Then you look up to see my reaction, waiting for me to laugh. You are such a ham and I know exactly where you get that from! :)
*When you are SUPER happy or excited you do a happy dance and stomp your feet while singing 'ah ah ah ah ah' with the BIGGEST smile on your face. We can't help but smile and dance with you!

*You don't walk anywhere. You run.
*Sometimes you repeat words that I say, but very rarely and only once. I can only guess that you are saving up all those words to speak in full sentences any day now.
*You LOVE Hot Wheels cars and will drive your cars around the house all day long. But your favorite one is this red food truck. You pick that one above any others and will always play with 2 cars at a time - the food truck and anything else.
*Sometimes when you play with a car on the floor you love to lay down and watch the wheels move from the ground. I assume you are working out how to make a car and will be able to make me one soon.
*You love bath time! You would take a dozen baths a day if I let you. When I try to sneak into the shower while you are playing you find me and then scream and try to climb in until I pick you up and let you shower with me.
*You love to torment the kitties. I really wish you would be more gentle with them. But I do not understand why they don't run away when they see you!
*You are obsessed with the vacuum. You love to help us push it and clean up. You are actually pretty good with the hose!
*You love to get in your car and just sit there. You look like you are chilling, waiting for your homies.
*You LOVE music. All music. At Best Buy yesterday you heard music and went to the speakers and started dancing.
*You love the same music we listen to and when we play Gotye Somebody I Used to Know you stop anything you are doing to l listen and then cry when it's over.
*You also love to sing. You sing along to the Backyardagains theme song and it makes me want to explode with happiness!
*You love people. You will talk to anyone and everyone (baby talk). You love to be out and about meeting people.
*You turn everything square into a phone and start taking (gibberish) to somebody!
*You are so adorable, you love to find hiding places and hide from me. When I find you, you giggle this adorable giggle.
*You stuff your mouth full of food.  I mean DANGEROUSLY full.  And you don't care.  You just chew, swallow and repeat.

I could go on and on.  We are at the stage where we think every single thing you do is cute.  Your daddy can hardly go 5 minutes without saying "GOSH, he's so GORGEOUS". 

But, as a side note, it might be time to start using your words.  I'm pretty sure me and EVERYONE in Target last night could do with a little less high pitched screaming.  I'm just sayin.

Wednesday, December 7, 2011

Downtown Lights

I may have mentioned this before, but we love walking around downtown to see all that there is to see.  And the Holiday season is one of the best times to enjoy downtown.  Our favorite spot is the AT&T Plaza.  The lights are always beautiful! 
AT&T Plaza - click for a larger image
Even the tree is impressive.

Miles was pretty busy eating some goldfish when these next pictures were snapped, so please excuse his lack of enthusiasm. 

I had to find this next image online because we didn't get a good shot of it... but this is the tree at the Main Street Gardens park downtown.  This is supposed to be Dallas' shining star.  Their "eco" friendly tree. 

And here's what I think of this tree..

Even Miles is unimpressed...

Chicks Dig Cars

Miles had a friend visit the other day... and as we were all looking at something on the computer, they decided to take a ride!  We looked over and Vera was in the car, Miles was filling up the gas tank and they were ready to take off!!

Hurry Miles, they are gonna notice us any second!

They're off!


This past Saturday morning we all woke up bright and early, grabbed some coffee, juice boxes and monkey bread and walked 2 blocks to the parade going on in downtown!  Living down here definitely has it's perks!

Needless to say, we all had a blast!  Can you tell Miles liked it??

Fun hat from Lyndsay!
Star Wars!

Captain America



This guy was channeling Steve Martin


Family fun time


Long trek home

This way Miles


Wednesday, November 30, 2011

And... We're Back

I've never quit a job before.  And, well, technically I still haven't.  But not for a lack of trying.  I realized last week that this job is costing me money.  It's a draw salary and commission.  Which means, mostly just commission.  And they just shut down my previous department and moved my team.  Now my draw is less, hours are worse and the leads are horrible.  My heart really does go out to all those who live in FL, NV, CA and WA who's houses have lost HUNDREDS of thousands of dollars worth of equity.  But sadly that means that my calls consist of me telling people they don't qualify for a loan.  Between that and me being out so much with a sick baby (and vacation) I wasn't going to be closing any loans this month.  Anyway... long story short - between daycare, gas, and lunch out every day - it was literally costing me money to go to work.  I told my boss this last week and he said to take some time to be sure.  I really like my boss, I even really like my job (the company is great, I have awesome coworkers who I'm sad to say goodbye too) so I said I'd think about it.  Tony and I talked and decided last night that it really doesn't make sense.

My BIGGEST regret and the absolute HARDEST thing is pulling Miles out of his daycare.  He loves his teacher Ms. Carmen and she LOVES him.  It's so hard to trust your child to someone else all day every day.  And you have to worry about things like "play based learning" and is he eating enough at school and that girl that kept biting him.  But in the end, every day when I dropped Miles off at school and he jumped out of my arms to hug Ms. Carmen and she then ran him over to the window to play, I knew it was okay.  I never once thought about how horrible it would be to have to leave her class.  When we told her she cried.  I will just never be able to thank her enough for loving my son the way she did.  And having to take him away from her (even though he now gets to spend his days with me) is still one of the hardest things. 

So... on another note (let me wipe away the tears)... and go, I have biiiig plans for this staying home gig!  I'm making a schedule, the house is going to stay clean, and we are going to work on the potty training!!  And blogging - check!

This is gonna be great!  :)

And now, to catch up on some pictures!

Thanksgiving prep work!

His best Puss in Boots impersonation!

Sleepy babies

Playing together at Nana and Papa's

He loved this chair!

Nana, Papa - you guys are so funny!
PS - I was TOTALLY kidding about the house staying clean... what am I, crazy?!?!?

Tuesday, November 29, 2011

Potty in the Potty

Miles went potty in the potty today!!  Not that I have high hopes or anything, but this is something I've been thinking about starting for a while now.  Most mornings Miles will wake up with a dry (or mostly dry) diaper and then potty about 5 minutes later.  So I've been thinking that if I start VERY slowly by putting him straight on the potty in the mornings and letting him go there for a while he *might* just catch on.  Don't get me wrong, I'm not crazy.  I realize that he will probably be in diapers for some time.  But I figured this would be a good start.

This morning went something like this -- 

Good morning Miles!  Dry diaper, yes!  Lets go to the potty.

Diaper off, sit down, run water, point that thing DOWN for goodness sake, YAYAYAYAY you pottied in the potty!!

Lots of cheering and clapping!!

I tried to show him his potty and he tried to touch it.  Gross.

Then I tried to get his diaper back on and he threw a fit.

And then immediately peed more in it.

All in all, not a bad first try.  Obviously I need to get a book, or some advice, or something!

In the meantime I plan on going straight from waking up to the potty to let him go there as much as possible.  I'm just hoping he enjoys the praise and catches on.  Maybe he will, and maybe he won't, but it's a start! 

Sleepy head

Thursday, November 3, 2011

Asthma & Working Mom Woes

It's hard to believe that this tough kid could have asthma.  I mean look at him, all boy... with bruises and a snotty nose!

I'm having t-shirts made to say "you should see the other baby!"
But, alas, he does.  He's been wheezing and coughing for the past week and the inhaler we tried last week just didn't do the trick.
So when Miles woke up at 3:30 AM Monday morning coughing and wheezing and miserable and didn't go back to sleep until 5 AM I decided to take him back to the Dr.  Her diagnosis is childhood asthma.  My niece and nephew both had it and outgrew it, so it's not a huge deal... but my heart does break for him when he has to take his inhaler and he doesn't really understand and cries... :(

Mostly he is a total champ about it though.  See above picture of my little Batman!

But here is the conundrum -- work.  Agh, work.  Being a working mom and balancing life (ie - house, kids, family time) is one of the hardest things I've ever done.  No matter what I do there is not enough time in the day.  And I don't even know how single parents get it all done.

But being a working mom with a sick kid has to be the worst thing ever.  Miles has been off and on sick a lot more than I expected since I've started working.  Croup, colds, puking, and that allergy to milk have really eaten up my sick time... and then some... and then some more.  And I feel so stupid calling in sick yet AGAIN.  Even though my boss is exceptionally nice about it (not especially happy about it, but nice all the same).  But if I were him I'd fire me.  It's just getting ridiculous.  Especially since I can't seem to manage taking Miles on a Dr. visit and then making it in to the office afterward.  I try, but when Miles falls asleep in my arms coughing and wheezing I just can't force him into the car and back to school.  I have such HUGE guilt weighing on my chest that just screams - hold your sick baby, he is your priority.  But then when I talk to my boss the guilt is almost just as big.  I have a job to do. And since it's commission, I literally cannot afford to be away from it so often. 

And the guilt just never ends.  Wednesday at 11 AM I got a call from Miles' daycare saying that he had a fever and needed to be picked up... and did I mention that Tony is out of town for work this week.  So I had to hang my head in shame as I told my boss that I had to leave work yet again for my sick son.  I mean, at this point I work there less time than Kim Kardashian's marriage lasted!  Okay, not the best social reference (I'm not even sure it made sense) but I really wanted to work that in somewhere...

So, I'm not really sure what my point is here.  I like working.  And I REALLY like working where I do.  But I just can't seem to win.  The guilt is everywhere.  But when it comes down to it, Miles always wins my time.  I just hope my job continues to be okay with it.  

Thursday, October 27, 2011

Soccer Game

The kids got to stay up way past bedtime and scream LET'S GO DALLAS and FC DALLAS over and over and over and OVER last night! 

Tony found a Living Social deal early this week and we took full advantage to take the kids to something fun and different!

We spent the first part of the night chasing Miles around and up and down the stairs.  He spilled our friendly neighbor's beer only once!  And only spit out one bite of his hotdog on to one unsuspecting spectator sitting in front of us! All in all, everyone was so friendly and nice - it was a totally success. 

After harassing our neighbors for long enough we let him watch one of his shows.   Just look at that belly!! 

The kids had such a blast!  Izzy just loves soccer and was having so much fun screaming at the players and refs!  Nick was having fun texting his girlfriend all night.  Yup, I said girlfriend.  SHHH!  Don't tell him I told you.

Around 9:45, with 15 minutes left in the game, it started drizzling so we decided to call it quits.  We were down by one, and it wasn't looking too good actually.

But Miles did so great the whole time and then easily fell asleep in the car.  The kids had a blast!  It was the perfect midweek treat!  We can't wait to go again!

Maybe next time Dallas could score one goal though, just one... common Dallas!!

Monday, October 24, 2011


I feel like a battered women.  My son slaps me around.  And it's getting old. 

So, basically I just don't know quite what to do... Miles likes to slap the crap out of me.  If it wasn't so horrible it might almost be cute, actually.  When I tell him no he just starts slapping me in the face.  When he's tired and grumpy he slaps me in the face.  If he's upset about anything he starts slapping me.  Even if he's no where near me and he gets upset about something he finds me to start slapping me.  If I put him down on the ground he starts banging his head on the floor or the wall. 


What do I do?  I'm so torn.  I've tried acting sad and hurt and upset, but that doesn't do a thing.  I've tried ignoring him and walking away, but like I said - then he starts inflicting pain on himself.  I've tried hugging him so he can't hit me, but that makes him more mad.  I try distracting him, and that works half the time - but then I feel like I'm rewarding his behavior.  I've tried slapping his hand, but I hate hitting him to teach him to stop hitting. 

How can someone so cute be such a turkey?  

I'm hoping it's just a phase....


Monday, October 17, 2011

Videos Part 2

And a few more videos that I just love!

Miles loves Izzy's soccer games.

Kisses for Papa!!

New tricks!!

Izzy playing with Miles!  This is why he adores her so much.  She is just so much fun!

Daddy joined in on the fun.  Can you tell they love it?

Friday, October 14, 2011

Videos Part 1

Obviously I like taking pictures.

I also try to take as many videos as I can.  Babies grow so fast and I really want to be able to look back and see my baby when he was just oh-so-tiny.

Here are a few of my old favs...

Izzy loves this one... she laughs at how creepily it ends.  She's got an odd sense of humor, that girl.  :)

This video isn't all that exciting.  But I just can't get over how small he looks!

This cracks me up!  Izzy was so determined to help Miles learn how to stand on his own, she did some rigorous training with him.  He LOVED it. 

My chunky naked-baby at the Dr. office

Baby Giggles are just the best!!

Thursday, October 13, 2011

Wednesday, October 12, 2011


So, last weekend was a bust. The kids got sick. There was lots of puking. And I mean lots.  And it was everywhere. Miles had diarrhea. In all it was not the best time for the Lauros.

And, of course, I've been slacking on the blogging front lately... So, let's do a quick recap of the last 2 weeks/weekends in pictures!! Not of the puking of course... before the puking, I'm not that crazy!

Miles loves Ikea hotdogs!
This cowboy loves his Nana
We took his car to the mall... this is where the guys wound up!
On our way to the State Fair of TX
Miles loves Fletchers Corndogs!  Good boy!
Cool Tree Baird from the State Fair
Miles not feeling well :(
I let him play with my phone and this is the picture he took.  :)
Lunch in his truck at Izzy's soccer game!
Before Nick got sick... maybe this was the problem??
Look closely to see the little helper by his daddy
Getting rid of Miles' crib.  It is time already!
Feeling better... kinda
All better and head first down the slide!
And last, but not least -- a picture of Miles' behind

Booty Booty Booty Booty

No babies were hurt in the making of that last picture...