That’s a no on the pears. Maybe Brit takes after me, I don’t like them either. But, when he tried them he gave the biggest “ewww” face we’ve seen yet and only took a couple of bites. This coming from the kid who gets furious when his other foods are gone. I finally got him to finish the jar–on the third attempt.

But, he does like bananas. I threw a couple of them into our handy-dandy new blender and it pureed them very nicely. He loves those.

This is when the peas were gone:

Here’s that cute cup drinking picture I alluded to last week

In other Britton news, he knows what he likes…and doesn’t. Unfortunately one of his likes includes an Elmo book. Mark and I took him to Barnes and Noble to find some books for our upcoming trip. We went through so many books trying to see what he was interested in. Apparently it’s finger puppets. We found a 5-finger puppet book of Old MacDonald with each finger being a different animal. He liked that it moved I think. Then, his other like was a book with Elmo as a hand puppet with moveable hands. The words in the book are to “If you’re happy and you know it.” Thankfully it doesn’t make noise, but he just loved watching Elmo. So, he has his first “character” toy. I hope we don’t have to get him any more for a while. I’m going to try to keep them unknown for as long as possible. But, if it entertains him on our five hour flight,  then I’m willing to deal.

In adult news, we got our first wholesale order for Sprout Shells, so another site is going to be selling them now too! It’s a site that does product reviews and helps parents decide what products to get for their children, but it also sells cute things too–like Sprout Shells.

Mark and I gave a presentation in a combined meeting at church on Sunday. We’re the emergency prep “experts” and talked about the basic things to do to be prepared. I had the communications plan–every family should have one. It is just a plan of where you plan to meet as a family in the event of an emergency/disaster. I didn’t feel like I did a great job. I got nervous and didn’t start how I wanted, and left a few things out. I didn’t hear Mark because I had to go to primary, but everyone has been telling us what a great job we did and how organized and interesting it was. Cool…..I’m glad we were effective.

I think that’s about it for us this week…I’ll end with some pretty darn cute pictures of Brit. He just loves looking at the camera and his big eyes are just accentuated. 

I love his cute new pjs

I think I will soon regret it, but Brit is now eating veggies. He’s been eating his cereal for a few weeks and likes it pretty well, so I thought it might be time for his first taste of something else. So, last Thursday he tried sweet potatoes and LOVED them. There was no spitting out or weird faces. I just wanted to give him a little bit to see how it would do in his system, but he kept wanting more.

He did the same thing with the carrots 3 days later–and added crying when I took them away. I didn’t want him to eat a whole jar at once, though it’s probably only a couple of tablespoons, but he had other ideas. He started leaning toward the spoon after each bite waiting impatiently while I got more. Today, we tried peas. They’re the least great tasting of the three, so I wasn’t quite sure what he’d do. First bite? A little bit of a weird look. Second bite? Delicious. After a few bites I tried to put it away and he screamed. So, fine, a little more. Done? No way. Totally screaming. He likes this way better than his cereal. Good thing I give that to him first.

Last week we went to a music class and he loved it. He was smiling and looking around at the other babies and liking the songs. We got up and moved around and interacted with our kids, and others. The teacher is really great too. So, we’re deciding which class to do with him in the fall.

Also on Thursday my friend Angie had her baby Lexie. She’s super cute and looks like an angel. We can hardly wait to meet her. 

And finally it happened. We knew it would come some day, and Friday was that day–Mark and I went out by ourselves! Brit was watched by someone other than G-Sheri. Our awesome friend Kristie offered to watch him while we went to see The Dark Knight. There was no way we could take him to see it, unless we wanted to miss half of it (well, me) because he’d be crying in his sleep or having nightmares for life. It was nice to just hang out for a little bit before, then see the movie and not have to worry about him. Brit had been having a hard day with few naps. He had a hard time getting to sleep for her too, but all in all he did really well. Thanks Kristie!

Also, 

Brit turned 5 months old on Monday, and thinks he’s a big boy. He has started scooting a little bit, or pushing off of things to get where he wants to go. And, he loves chillin’ in his chair.

And, he thinks he’s old enough to drink out of a cup. Not that we let him have water because he’s not old enough yet, but he still tries. And he’s pretty good at it too. Pictures of that next week. They’re not uploaded, and it’s way too late!

No, I’m not pregnant–Thank Heavens! And no, we don’t have a new pet either…

But, we do have a new brother-in-law as of last Friday. Mark’s sister got married to Andrew in Hawaii (wish we could’a been there). We hear it was a lovely morning beach wedding. Congratulations, and welcome to the family! They’re now enjoying a honeymoon on the Big Island at a resort we got through our time share, so we look forward to their reviews.

With the adorable boy, John, Mark’s sister Lori’s family adopted late last year, and little Brit in March Mark’s side of the family is really growing.

Our lives have been pretty boring the past week. We watched the amazingly beautiful Olympic Opening Ceremony and sat with jaws dropped at the ability the Chinese have to be so in sync, artistic and technically stunning. They used their resources well.

It’s been pretty cool having my favorite sports live in prime time, but it does get pretty late by the time the events are over. So, I’m happy the ones I care about–swimming and gymnastics–are almost over. Whenever I watch the gymnastics I remember my own attempts at the sport. I’m about a -50 on the natural ability scale. Not kidding. Watching swimming reminds me of the summer between 7th and 8th grade when I was on a swim team in Orem. I’ve been a “swimmer” since I was six months old, and always loved the water. I had a great time, but wasn’t that great at it, so I never did it again. Looking back it makes me wonder how much better I’d have been if I’d actually had GOGGLES for my races! I don’t know why I didn’t have them…no one told me I should I guess. But, that is one regret I have now. I get that way when I watch the theatre as well. Maybe someday I’ll be in a play again too.

Anyway–The USA is doing pretty well and way to go Michael Phelps on winning more gold medals than anyone ever!

Brit hasn’t started crawling yet like I predicted–I’m happy to be wrong–but he is still rolling all over and enjoys his tummy more. He’s also getting to love his rice cereal and cries when it’s gone.

For not a lot happening this week, I sure have a lot of pictures to show for it.

He sits up so well in his boppy now. I just love the next one. Mark was playing “where’s the baby”

He is such a sweetheart. I love it when he sleeps on me. He usually takes a night nap, but tonight he didn’t want to wake up from it. This is him after we’ve tried waking him…he just snuggled back up and slept.

This is an example of me being a bad mom. I was finishing something up before putting him to bed…and he fell asleep waiting for me. Poor guy.

He likes to sit next to Mark and look at his computer with him, but whenever I try to take a picture, this happens–he’ll only look at me.

Reading the mail…boy genius. Ok, he just really likes papers and catalogs recently.

Humans have a thing for mobility. It seems we hate to be tied down and are constantly looking for ways to get farther, faster. Think about it–we invented the wheel, bicycles, carriages, cars, airplanes and space shuttles just get get ourselves from point A to point B faster. Then there are “mobile” phones so we can connect with people and not be tied to a land line.

We’ve got our own mobility machine in our house, it’s called Britton. Last week he struggled to turn over to his tummy, now it takes about 2 seconds and he’ll actually roll from his stomach to his back too. He turns himself in circles or just rolls to get where he wants. We’ll leave him in one place and a few minutes later he’s feet in the other direction. Last night I found him on his stomach at the opposite end of the crib from where I’d left him–swaddled too! He’s a Houdini in that department. We still don’t kn ow how he does it.

He also sits up from a reclining position, so we can’t leave him sitting anywhere or he launches himself forward onto his face. No good. I’m thinking that by next week’s post he may be crawling. Though, I really hope not!

He’s getting better with his foods too. I tried a different spoon and he really likes it–I think. He still turns his head to the side, but sucks it in and gets mad when I take it away. It’s still pretty watery, but it’s getting thicker slowly.

This is him playing with his crib toy. He’s actually also trying to create a hole in his mattress with his strong kickers.

Sometimes he still stays on his back long enough to enjoy some toys.

And, I just love this one. He looks so grown up compared to his first couch sitting adventure at 3 weeks.

Our week? Well, we didn’t lead nearly as exciting of lives. I got to watch the developments unfold, and be a supervisor. I realized that Mark and I really can’t escape Mexican food. Case in point–2 weeks ago we went out at a Mexican restaurant. So, last Friday we decided Cheesecake Factory so we could get American food. What did we end up ordering? Nachos and a Southwestern salad. We’d had Fajitas the night before, and then last night (Tuesday) we had Southwestern Egg Rolls. I think it’s just really easy to make and has ingredients we like or something. I do try to vary things up, and only plan 1 Mexican meal a week, it just happens that way.

I read an article about the way to make excellent cookies, and then someone posted about trying the same experiment and it worked, so I’ve tried it as well. I’ll be taking some super duper chocolate chip cookies to the BBQ tonight. The trick–letting the dough refrigerate for 36 hours. I baked some at the 12, 24, and 36 hour marks and it’s true. I can tell the difference. The longer they’re in the fridge, the more the flavors have time to meld together and become richer and deeper. I dare you to try it!