halloween was great fun at the mcmurry homestead this year...especially with two little people to dress up. connor was an arkansas razorback football player and cohen wore the lion costume that was connor's on his first halloween. lots of pictures, pumpkin carving, cooking baking, candy confiscation, costume anticipation, one visit to urgent care to glue up a cut on connor's forehead and a nice round of strep throat to top off all the festivities. now this didn't all happen ON halloween (although that would have made for a better story, perhaps.) but it all happened close enough to the day that it all runs together in this mama's mind. still-it was lovely in all it's chaos and catastrophe.
though halloween comes but once a year for most people, connor experiments daily with what it would be like to be someone else. someone else as in...a pirate. football player. race car driver. power ranger. fireman. train engineer. indian. superhero. cowboy. hunter. he also dabbles in construction management. i am whole-heartedly enjoying this phase! i love to be surprised when i haven't seen him around the house for a few minutes and he comes leaping down the stairs with his power ranger suit on-complete with cape, helmet, gloves, and elmo houseshoes to serve as his 'rocket boots.' (picture to be added shortly if the 'i.t.' dept. can get their act together). he wanted to have a pirate party for his 5th birthday in august, so when it's pirate hour at our house he comes around wearing his pirate hat, eye patch, bandana (borrowed from his train engineer suit), belt, sword w/ shaft, and hook. when he's a race car driver, he puts on his lightining mcqueen racing suit that is 2 sizes too small b/c he wore it for halloween in 2008 but he loves it b/c it has a secret button he can push on his chest that causes the suit to light up and make noises like a race car. he's been facinated with trains since almost birth, so when he's a train engineer he loves to wear his bib overalls w/ matching hat, walkie-talkie, train whistle, tickets and ticket-puncher, and pocket watch. then he talks just like the conductor on 'the polar express' which is one of his all-time favorite movies. i love it, too. and speaking of movies, my parents ordered this personalized superhero movie for connor that has a cartoon superhero with a picture of connor's face attached. it's actually a very poorly-done video...the other characters and dialogue are quirky and odd. however-connor absolutely LOVES it. he is now all about being a superhero and puts on his 'super razorback' cape that my parents also got for him and shows off his muscles. it's adorable and hilarious. he has also made several paper projects to go along with all of his alter-personas. we have about 18 paper trains, 2 pirate ships, multiple race cars, airplanes, space ships, aliens, some great-looking sea animals and of course, plenty of superheros with capes and belts stapled to their little paper bodies. i can't bare to throw any of these masterpieces away, so i've started taping them to the wall inside the closet under the stairs he refers to as 'his office.' i know there are lots of words and details in this post and i don't care. i'm attempting to keep a record of special memories here and once i get started i want to remember every detail! these days are so precious to me! and they are escaping like sand through my fingers.
i believe-and this is a disclaimer for the future when cohen reads this someday-that i haven't written in as much detail about cohen for the very simple reason that he cannot yet speak. when he starts talking, walking, etc, i'm absolutely certain he will gain as much-and sometimes more-word time as his older brother. he is as facinating, adorable and hilarious as we think connor is. he's just a lot less mobile and vocal at this time. we are eagerly anticipating the revealing of his unique little personality in verbal communication. in the meantime, he will be 10 months old on the 16th of this month and he is magnificant. he is growing more out than up and we tease him that his feet look like they haven't grown since he got here. he wakes up happy as a clam around 7ish am, eats breakfast and plays until 9ish, naps until noonish, lunch and more playing, afternoon napping around 2:30ish, up around 4:30ish, likes dinner at 5 and bed at 7:30ish. that's his day in a nutshell. when he's up and at 'em he loves to roll-not crawl-around, laugh at his brother, and he just learned to clap today. he sucks his right thumb and dislikes chunky food. probably because he has yet to sprout a tooth. his eyes are beautiful and his lashes are long and envy-worthy. the hemangioma he was born with is almost gone and if you didn't know it was there you never would. he smells sweet even when he stinks and he loves patty-cake and peek-a-boo. he also says 'da da' but it's more like 'da da da da da da' so i know he doesn't mean anything by it and his true first word will be 'ma ma.' he pretty much only cries when he's hungry or i'm leaving. other than that, he is one happy fella. and i am one happy mama.
as we are in the season of Thanksgiving, i am more now than ever before grateful for the blessing of family. i am looking forward to going home to paragould to partake in the most delicious feast on the planet with the 2 people who brought me into this world, my genius brother and sister-in-law (aka-Claire's parents! yay!), my precious grandmother, my aunts, uncles, cousins and friends. i LOVE family time. and i LOVE my famiy and lane's so very much. we are going to celebrate with his family at big cedar the weekend before and that is also going to be deliciously fun. i really need to unfold my treadmill. and get on it.
thank you, Gracious Heavenly Father, for these days.
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