I should probably post a lot of pics of Joshua to redeem myself after my previous self aggrandizing post. What I should've said is "Beautiful people told me they want my life...maybe they should come over to my house around 5 pm. They might change their minds." 

Snuggles standing up and dinking around with all of daddy's electronics.

Mesmerized by the fire

Reading his favorite book in his toy corner

I let him play in his pampers box. He was entertained for a while. Mommy success!

Cute face.

Oh, another box picture. 

this is his "I'm a little baller" outfit. His first workout clothes. The first of many.

Note the destruction all around him

I was making dinner and heard some crashing and then silence. I ran down the hall panicked and saw that he was just feeling messy and adventurous. 

Being a naughty boy and touching the tv. (Me being a naughty mom and taking a picture of him doing it instead of immediately reprimanding him.)

I'm pretty sure Joshy's active spirit put into his little baby body feels like Mr. Incredible jammed into a small car.

These two are the most amazing thing ever to me.

Busy boy.

He's getting pretty chatty. And loud. He pretty much talks loudly all day. Which is weird because both his parents are so quiet and demure (winky face.)

And now for the real reasons why everyone reads my blog: to hear me talk about driving stick shift and weight loss!

Stick shift! If you hadn't heard my CRV is in the automotive ICU right now. I honestly thought we were going to have to send him to the morgue, but he's a fighter! Here's the scoop: Sunday night we packed up ourselves and a delicious BTS cake to head down to my parents in Yorba Linda to have dinner and meet Eric's new girlfriend (who seems super awesome FYI.) I offered to drive because Cameron was exhausted and had been fasting (I'm breastfeeding still so I can't fast yet...right, right?!!! Just let me use this as an excuse.) Of course I overreact when the AC stops working right as we pop onto the 405; poor Cameron just to remedy the situation and we end up turning it up full blast. As soon as that happens I hear a rattling sound and the "check engine" light comes on. I go into full blown panic mode screaming "Cameron! what do i do?! Should I pull over?! Should I get off! Tell me what to do! Cameron! Cameron!!!"<--seriously, I said all of that. We pull over right next to the Howard Hughes center and the CRV is acting crazy and delirious. We check under the hood, but honestly, what do we know about cars? I probably could've only seen something wrong if there was a tribal spear sticking out of the middle of it. Cameron offered to drive us back because I was sweating and panicked and pretty much just a crazy person. Joshy just chewed on his book. 

We get back onto the 405 all while I'm praying like the world is ending. We miraculously get onto the ten and I kept praying "Just get us home, just get us home" and I had a distinct impression of "sorry, but thats not gonna happen." My next prayer was "ok, just get us off the freeway and over this little hill." My prayer was answered in such a way it was almost comical. As soon as the front tires were off of the 10 and onto Overland the car just died. Cameron acted like my knight in shining armor/ a total stud and pushed the CRV uphill 100 yards to a gas station. With our luck there were 3 tow trucks just waiting there! One being a AAA guy. He was awesome and I can't speak more to how charitable and amazing he was. He took us to his friend's car shop a few miles away and then took us home. 

So, while the CRV is in the ICU I am driving Cameron's Scion. It's standard, which is why I can count on one hand the number of times I've driven it. I am TERRIBLE at stick. Like, truly, truly awful. I think one of the reasons why is because I freak out about it so much. BUT! I drove Joshua and myself to Trader Joe's this morning. Why yes, it is right in the middle of Westwood village which can be described as one big hell hole to drive in. Why yes! I didn't panic, even when I stalled because a homeless man walked in front of my car. 

Be proud of me. Please. I need validation.

And last but not least my weight loss! I should probably call it my "road to a healthy lifestyle" because I don't have a scale in my house and I'm not on a diet. I've added strength training to my workout routine and I. Loves. It. I think I'm more of a lift weights along with cardio instead of a marathon runner type of gal. Big shout out to my girl Chalene Johnson with her miracle DVD's Turbo Jam. I love her. She's really nice and motivating instead of screamy and scary. So it's going well! I'd be elated if I could lose one more pants size but alas, I'm a curvy girl and I'm coming to terms with it. Crossies that once I'm done breastfeeding Joshy pants that I'll lose a few pounds (especially off of my face.) Did you know that when you breastfeed your body still holds onto a decent amount of fat to keep you/your baby alive? So interesting. Can I use it as my excuse until June 18th of this year?

I had some beautiful people (and when I say beautiful I mean B. E. A. utiful people, like real life models and soap stars) tell me and Cam Cam that they wanted my life.

What?

I love you.

But I think what they meant was that they just want a super hot husband and cutie patootie baby like mine.

Not to brag or anything.

Happy Sabbath.

Huit

This might look gross, but it was grossly delicious. Valentine's day night Cameron made cookie dough while I put Joshy down for the night. It was an awesome night in. (FYI it has two hearts in it and says Cam + Katie.) We don't dare go out on V-day here in Los Angeles: last year I was downtown working all day (while pregnant,) and then tried to go out and get take out mexican. Nothing like mexican food on V-day to make you feel bloated and unsexy--and nothing like being pregnant to make you feel bloated and unsexy. Anywho, it took me an hour and a half to drive 2 miles, pick up the food and drive 2 miles back home.

Little man is a crawling fool--and he loves to mess around with all of our shoes.

exhausted snuggle time with daddy after a long Sunday

It's annoying how cute he is at 6:30 am

He had another nasty cold that lasted for 2 weeks...and then he just stopped sleeping and stopped eating. I took him to the doctors office after he cried uncontrollably over nothing for half the morning. And of course, as soon as we got there he was cooing and flirting with all the doctor's and nurses. Our doctor even said "wow you are making your mom look like a fool!" Well, he got his once he began to check Joshy's ears: he had to have me come and pin down both his arms and while shining his light in his ear, Joshy gave him a swift kick to the throat. His response " ::catching breath:: well, he definitely has an ear infection. Give him as much tylenol as he needs." And, he really loves the taste of his antibiotics. He's also obsessed with the little dropper syringe. 

I told you, he is obsessed. He just bites it in his mouth and crawls around with it.

Trying to be a big strong man like dad by playing with his tool box

Maybe I'm a bad mom and put on a Disney movie and give him puffs when I really need to get something done. (Like writing a blog post.)

Targeted his prey

on the hunt

closing in

Kill mode

This is how Joshua feels about asparagus, pears and prunes. I call it the breakfast of constipated champions.

Going on a night walk with mom and dad! It was 50 degrees in LA (aka totally freezing and I thought I was going to die) so we bundled him up as much as possible

Just another crawling video for Grandma to play over and over for herself and her co-workers.

Attack mode on dad.

Pure baby joy

Weekly trip to Trader Joe's. We love having our grocery store right next to Cam's office so we can see him every time we go! Look at how excited that face is.

Smiling at Uncle David when we went to drop a few things off for Cameron at work

We had a date night/family night at Century City mall to hit up some Courtyard Cafe <--amazing. Right next to the cafe is a kiddie jungle gym type of thing sponsored by the museum of natural history. So it has this big creepy fake Komodo dragon. Joshua loved it

That's my big boy! And now you can kinda see the dragon better. I was wary of it.

Mmm...prunes.

Family hike with the Turners in Pacific Palisades! Beautiful views of the ocean, Santa Monica, Malibu and LA. Oh, and it was cloudy, not smoggy.

Mama got real sweaty. Joshy was just happy to be reppin' his BYU hat from Grandma and Grandpa and play in the grass

Trader Joe's...again. He's always so happy when we're there. I am too...sigh. And yeah, if you couldn't tell, he got his chubby cheekies from me. 

So, Joshy has been crawling like crazy. The same day he started crawling he decided he could also pull himself up to a standing position on all the furniture. Needless to say we get about 4 bonked heads an hour around here. He's just too much of a man cub and growing up way too fast.

Some of Snuggie's favorite things are 

• books--doesn't matter what other toy is in the room if there is some sort of reading material he makes a bee line for it
• Cameron--loves him more than me now (but he does say "mamamamama" when he's crying and distressed, what up!)
• balls--Every mom with a boy has said, "Katie, seriously, boys love balls." I didn't really understand how. much. boys. love. balls. 
• destruction--he loves to feel like he is in command of the universe by destroying everything around him.
• attention-- of course. He always has. He loves flirting with hispanic and black women the most. What do you expect?! He was born in LA. But he just about loves anyone who will give him attention and tell him how cute he is. Me too. 
• food--this kid is a good eater! I make him baby food and he will eat anything that is mixed with a little bit of fruit. I mean, for heaven's sake he eats prunes. Prunes! I'm very pleased. It makes me feel like a good cook. 

Happy Valentines Day!

On this day of love,this post goes out to Joshy's favorite women in the world--his Grandmas.

Out of nowhere he just went from the inch worm to crawling. He is very pleased with himself

He is kinda grumpy because he doesn't understand why I wasn't picking him up. But, this is the reason why no one is getting any sleep around here (and maybe why I'm getting migraines...wah.) Joshua has figured out how to pull himself up in his crib and will just haul himself up there all night. Help me. 

Sept

You know when people say "Ugh, so and so just puts up pictures of her baby now. Lame. Not following her blog anymore."?? Um, ok. So you don't like babies? You don't like happiness? You do not enjoy laughing? If you saw a playpen full of little puppies you would have the urge to set it on fire? Your last name is actually Hitler?! Well, go suck on lemons. You are not welcome here.

I think I have my target audience now.

A few Saturdays ago was the Free LA Museum day: Cam and I were both pretty excited about this because we are nerds and LOVE museums. We hit the MOCA downtown and were not disappointed.

Did not know they had a Pollock!! Cameron and I could not contain our joy and amazement; Joshua could not contain his boredom

Rothko's make me warm and tingly--(don't be a pervert!)

Love all 3 things in this pic

Yay! Walt disney Concert Hall.

I pretty much felt like screaming/falling down and worshipping when I saw the majority of the art at the MOCA. I also felt like a smarty pants when I could guess which artist painted what. The Security guards were impressed. Actually, they were impressed by my baby and not by my undergraduate humanitas skills.

I just love happy babies

Little man has been falling asleep on all fours with his little bum in the air. Such a cutie.

Uh...cutest tush on the face of the planet?!

I love bath time. You know why? Because Joshy is so content for 30 minutes. That means I can fall asleep with my eyes open on the stool next to the tub. Sweet relief. 

In the grocery store the other day, a young grandmother approached me and said "what is it with little boys and overalls, it is just too adorable." I wholeheartedly agree.

He had a look of such pure joy that the camera could not capture it.

I kinda look like a chola, but I did my makeup and was wearing heels so I needed to capture the moment

yay! we love each other!..(while he's trying to twist out of my arms and fly towards Cameron.)

I think I have more fun with Joshua's blocks than he does.

Look at my little chunk man! Right after his bath.

Happy Birthday Nana!!! Sorry we posted this a week late

So, at seven months Joshy pants is sitting up, inch worm crawling (make the sound "eee uurrr eee urrr" in your head and that is how he crawls) being a happy boy, being a sad boy with 2 teeth in and more on the way. He loves getting attention more than anything in the world. So if you're in town stop by and give him loving!!!