My Baby is Growing Up

What a ham.
This is one of the funniest learning curves by far. He holds the spoon, or fork, by the very end, which makes it really hard to control, and even thougher to get the food in the mouth instead of the eye or nose. He's getting much better though. He can't scoop, partly because we haven't found a suction bowl that stays put (let me know of a good one if you find one)and everything gets pushed around instead of scooped up. It takes a really long time to eat breakfast when I have to use a spoon to put oatmeal on his spoon so he can eat it, because that is how he wants it done.

Remember When...

5 days shy of 1 Year
February 16, 2010
23.1 lbs
32.25 inches


















9 Monts Old





















6 Months Old





















3 Months Old






















A few hours old, Feruary 15, 2009
8:38 am
7 lbs 10 oz
21"

HE'S ONE!

Carter was lucky enough to have 3 First Birthday's. We went to Billings the weekend before his birthday, had more First Birthday on the 15th at home, and had even more First Birthday the next weekend when Landon's Mom and Mike came over.
Of course he ate cake, but not much until the last First Birthday, and he was very clean about it. I ate a cake a week while I was pregnant so it didn't surprise me that he liked it.
Landon and I took the 15th off and spent the day at home with Carter. It wasn't much different than any other day for him. We did it more for us than for Carter. I can't belive he's 1 already (and now 13 months as I type).

My Favorite Monster

Isn't he a spittn' image of his dad?
This turned into a very frustrating situation. There was crying, screeching, wall punching, and more crying. I just stood there and laughed. He crawled in and sat down but couldn't get his legs back underneeth himself to crawl back out.

Nothing but Trouble

It didn't take long for Carter to figure out how to get into the next drawer up. Some of the drawers have been Carter proofed, others have not, and he knows which ones they are. He was pretty funny to watch figure out how to get into the drawer. He could open the bottom draw, it has his dishes in it. The next drawer up has a lock. The third drawer up is open, but he couldn't quite see what was in it. He could open it enough to get his little hand in there and feel around, but couldn't see anything. So he grunted, and pulled on, and emptied that bottom drawer, crawled on in, and found all the treasures of the kitchen in the drawer he could never reach.

January 2010

I thought it was a good place to keep children.



















My assistant office manager. He tends to goof off more than work. I hear that happens alot with the younger generations.













Carter has his seasons and sports mixed. He'll learn soon enough that you can't fish and hunt ducks at the same time.
I counted the books as I put them away. Would you have guessed he had 48 of them out?

The Last of December 2009

We didn't get any GREAT! Chirstmas pictures of Carter. He wasn't that interested in opening presents, he mostly just wanted to play, either with his dogs or with his cousin, Cruz.

Even More December 2009

Carter got a present in the mail a couple weeks before Christmas. He wasn't really interested in the Christmas tree so I figured he'd leave the present alone. Wrong. He tore right into it as soon as we weren't looking.
Carter and Daddy CarterProofing the kitchen.
Carter peeks out when he's done in the shower.
My brother, Andy, came up for a few days and spent some quality time with Carter playing computer...


















and drinking coffee.

More December 2009

Every year in December some of the ladies in Fort Peck get together to eat, drink and exchange cookies. It can be alot of work to make four dozen cookies without a CarterMan running around, and it's even more work with a CarterMan running around. He'd had enough cookie making and needed some attention. Since Landon was busy mounting a skull and I still had two batches to bake, we had to bust out the backpack. It worked well; a little uncomfortable to bend over to get to the oven, but it worked.

December 2009

Here's another 4 generation picture. Gramma Kay, me and Carter, and my Dad, Steve.

We're lucky to have this picture. Carter really didn't like Santa...but in Carter's defense, he was overtired and maybe a little hungry. Hopefully we have better luck next year.