My Grammy and my Pops..

Recently I was visited by both my Grammy Curry and my Pops. Grammy and I shopped, went to the pool, and played on the floor. Grammy always made these fun ducks sounds that would make me smile every time. With Pops we watched Sports Center (my favorite), went to restaurants, helped mom hang some things on the wall, and did a lot of boxing...Pops would say, "give me a left, and a right, and a left" and usually I would. Grammy Wange was here too with Pops and she played with me on her lap, made me laugh, and pushed my stroller on what seemed to be a 10 mile walk...all uphill. Seriously--even when we got to the top of the hill, to get back down we had to go uphill--it was crazy.

I'm not one to typically bash my mom but I gotta say that she did a pretty LAME job with taking pictures for both visits. I actually see her sulking in the corner right now in her regrets. Regardless..here's two pics with Grammy Curry and two with my Pops (ps. don't judge the amount of fun I had with Pops by my facial expression--men don't smile when watching sports center..it just makes you look girly). I don't have a single one with Grammy Wange and I would just tell Pops to send me one from his camera buuuttt.....sore subject. It would be like me asking to borrow his sunglasses for my car ride tomorrow or asking Grammy Wange if I can borrow her reading glasses for my next story time -- (Pops..I checked for all of these items under my crib mattress and in my diaper drawer...NOTHING...will keep looking for posts on Craigs List tomorrow and in my friend Landon's crib since she's already proven to be a klepto with mom's bracelet).

I love you all and can't wait for our next visits.

With a left, and a right, and a left (insert sports center music - dun-na-na...dun-na-na!!) -

Gray

Hey Ma..can you hand me my bottle - don't want to miss anything --

Three Whole Months

It's picture time party animals. Last Friday I celebrated another birthday -- I'm still receiving a few cards in the mail so if you're worried that you're late..it's cool, I accept late cards. Three months and still going strong. Let me see what I can tell you that's new and then I'll just post some pics.

1. I'm still pretty cute.

2. I'm still pretty chunky.

3. I sit in high chairs now. I don't eat from them just yet but I sit in it while Mom eats breakfast or makes dinner and sometimes I sit with mom and dad at the table when they eat. I love my chair -- I mean, look at my face in the pic--that's me excited.

4. I still have only rolled over twice in my life-- get over it. I'm not a monkey and I don't do tricks on command.

5. I'm learning to count. I'm not very good yet--in the one picture mom told me to hold up how old I was. She later told me I was one month short--I'm getting there though.

6. I drench my shirts in drool...a lot.

7. I know how to get my hands to and in my mouth. I'm still figuring out how to shove the whole hand in there without gagging myself. Why settle for just a thumb when I can have the whole fist?

Okay..I gotta get some sleep and rest up to see my grammy tomorrow so enjoy the pics.

Warmly,

G love

The Many Faces of Grayson Brock

I heard through the grapevine today that one of my kindred spirits, Aunt Carter Higgins, checks my blog every morning. For that I would like to just say, "Good morning, Carter...can't wait to meet you on our birthday!!" Hope this jumpstarts your day with an early morning smile :). Mad love to you all.

Would my REAL Mom please stand up

Okay, so I have a new mom. Wellllll..not a NEW mom but what my real mom and dad call my Robotic mom. Here's what happened. About two weeks ago mom took me to my new friend Spencer's house for a meal drop off and a quick visit. While there I ate, let mom change my dipe-dipe, hung on the floor and diligently watched the news, did some 'running man' in the air, and then I wanted to take a nap - but was having a hard time getting comfortable. Joy (Spencer's mom) suggested mom put me in the swing. I could FEEL mom roll her eyes and heard the chuckle under her breath as she immediately thought to herself. "This kid hates swings and hates bouncy seats no matter how fast they rock or how much they vibrate." BUT, mom complied with the suggestion as to not seem rude and placed me in that swing and turned the switch to high. Right as I was about to let out my preemptive sheep noise "baaaaaaaaah" to let mom know she had about 20 seconds to remove me from the awful contraption, I realized that something was different - not different in a bad way but different in an OH SO GOOD, rock me all night long kind of way. This swing didn't go front to back like the one mom had for me at home, but this fine piece of machinery rocked me side to side to simulate real life rocking, all while bears moved in a circular motion above my head and sweet sounds of music played to a tune I enjoyed. I was captivated. I watched the bears for about 15 minutes and without a sheep to be counted I just fell asleep until it was time to leave.

As mom watched in amazement she immediately inquired as to where to buy such a contraption and I'm pretty sure I heard her say her limit was $1,000.00 (don't tell dad) that she would be willing to spend on such an item. She collected some babies-r-us coupons, which had expired, but then got the great idea to call a friend with two older children and see if by chance she had this little piece of heaven. Thankfully her friend came through and not only did she have one but kindly let us borrow to see if this was a one time fling or a true love. Here's the best part. If you've ever checked out mom's registry on babies-r-us, you'll notice that for any "equipment" that was needed (bouncy seats, swing, pack n' play, etc), all the items were requested in neutral colors as to not detract from the furniture in her home. Mom registered NOT with me in mind but with her decor in mind and now she pays the price. Well, this swing that arrived at the house late last week is the complete opposite. It's fairly large (Daisy and I practically share space now), has bright colors of teal, blue, orange, and greens, and carries a somewhat obnoxious but OH so entertaining to me aquarium theme. Little fishes swim over my head as lights flash off and on to give me the feeling I'm on a dance floor....or, in the ocean. It can swing me either way but we all know I love the right to left and left to right, and plays these tunes that only a trained ear could enjoy.

So, I love the swing--that's the good news. The bad news??? I love the swing. I hear this quite often, "Gray, let me just put you in here for ONE second while I....(fill in the blank)" -- Yea, one second my behind. She might as well say, "Gray, I'm just gonna stick you here for one minute while I quickly paint the house...both interior and exterior..two coats...and prime it." Alright, alright, so it's not that bad but I did hear dad say the other night, "If we could just get this swing to learn how to change a diaper..." Oh robotic mom, how I love thee (and mom may love thee more).

Can I mention here too that on June 1, 2009 I rolled over for the first (and second) time in my life. No assistance from mom---just tuck the arm and kick till I flip. Piece of cake. I'm working on walking now---why crawl when you can walk??? Also, this just in--sometimes I cry real tears. I try to do that each time I cry b/c then mom REALLY feels bad for what she's done but they only come out occasionally. I'm still working on how I can control those things.

I close with some cute shots. Here are some things I would like you to think about as you look --

1. Am I getting dad's baby chin? Please lie to me.

2. Am I getting my uncle Jason's ears? Please lie to me.

3. Yes, I am a big boy and I now sit in big boy chairs to write my blogs (second picture down). Please note I still write neked.

4. One picture with my Aunt Chris. This was me getting ready for my first pool experience. I believe mom has some footage from that and if we can figure out how to get it on the computer we will post. The girls were staring...that's all I will say about that.

5. The last picture mom just said, "do the same pose you did for your 20 week ultrasound photo" -- Not bad if I do say so myself. (see post before I was born entitled "eviction notice" for actual 20 week ultrasound photo).