Harper's Baptism

Every good and perfect gift is from above.
-James 1:17

This weekend was a very special weekend. On Sunday, Harper was baptized. I know Harper has always been one of God's children but, I don't know....now it feels official.

In 17 months (10 of pregnancy and 7 of her life) my child has played such a crucial role in my faith. She has taught me that if we lean on the Lord and He will sculpt our lives beautifully. It might not always look perfect while its happening but the end product is breath-taking.


I think Jared was a little nervous about how she'd react but she couldn't have done better. She was doused, and I mean DOUSED, in water and then walked by Pastor Will down into the congregation and she was so pleasant the whole time. When we were finished, she immediately fell asleep in my arms and slept through the rest of the service.


My mom and Steve hosted a brunch at their house afterwards for family and friends. We were so grateful to surrounded by Harper's biggest supporters.






We asked Bobby Langenbahn to be her Godfather and Lily Langenbahn to be her Godmother. We know they will take their roles seriously and always keep a watch over Harper's spiritual life.




Harper wore Lily's baptism gown and her bonnet and bib were made out of my great-grandmother, Minnie Mama's handkerchiefs. It was such a special day and I absolutely got emotional!


We also celebrated Evelyn's 90th birthday this weekend so we had lots of fun with the family all weekend. Happy birthday Evelyn!

The Mouse House

Harper had a playdate with Honey and Grandy yesterday while I had meeting. When I got back to Honey and Grandy's house, I walked in the front door and they were no where to be found. I looked in their room, I looked in the kitchen, I looked in the backyard. Then I heard a squeal from upstairs. My parents built their house and when they did, built it with grandchildren in mind. They have a "mouse house" off the tv room upstairs in a little nook. The doorway and the ceiling is for those under 3 1/2 feet tall. Its filled with small furniture, toys and treasures. Low and behold, look who I found in the mouse house!

Day in the Life of a 7 month old

Why hello! I'm 7 months old and I wanted to show you a day in the life of Harper Meabon.


Good morning! I wake up between 7am and 7:30am each morning. I'm pretty happy in the mornings.


Time to change my diaper. I love my African mobile that Stephanie and Cooper gave me. My mom and I talk about what each one of them is doing while she's changing my diaper.


Then my mom feeds me.


Oh, good morning Daddy! You always put a smile on my face.


I get back in bed to play with my friends while my mom gets my breakfast ready. We have long conversations and I sing to them too.


Breakfast time - this morning its mango and nectarine oatmeal.


Time to get dressed. What is the outfit of the day? What am I going to wear? Decisions, decisions...


My mommy lays out my outfit so I can see if I approve - looks good to me.


I'll talk to Violet while Mom makes some last minute outfit adjustments.


She cleans me off and puts lotion on me. As you can see, I don't like the washcloth.


And whala! I'm ready!


Time to go down for my morning nap.


When I wake up, I have my next meal and then its time to get out of this house!


I'm very happy when I ride in the car. Probably because I get to spend some time talking to that baby in the mirror.


Today we're going to Chris Madrids. My uncle Brent came to see me and I love him.


My mom and I are going to run a few errands. I am a good shopper and I like to be out and about. Maybe we'll stop by Honey and Grandy's to say hi. I don't like to go more than a day without talking with them.


Once we get back home, I'll spend a little time doing my new favorite thing - jumping!

Okay - enough jumping.



Then its off to take my afternoon nap. I'm not always so good at this one. When I wake up, I like to spend some time doing my favorite things after I have my afternoon bottle.

Why hello beautiful! Fancy meeting you here. I could play with that baby in the mirror all day.



I'll spend some time with my best friend Rooney.



Here Kitty, Kitty, Kitty....I'll get to you one day Kitty.


Playtime.



I'll talk to my Dad a little more too. Isn't he silly?



Dinner time! Today its chicken, peas and pears with oatmeal.


I like bath time now. I love to kick in the water. I can't wait to hit the swimming pool that my mom keeps talking about.


Wrapped up...


And ready to go!


One last bottle before I go to bed.


And then I read, say my prayers, sing my nighttime songs.


And its off to bed at 7:30pm. Whew! I'm exhausted!


Thanks for sharing my day with me! And no, I do not have 6 outfit changes a day. My mom took these pictures over the last few days. Nothing like a little cabin fever from being stuck inside until yesterday!

Seven Months Old

A few thoughts on teeth

We seem to have reached the peak of RSV on Monday and we're coasting down that mountain only to be met with the road block of teething. I, now, think that alot of the fussiness over the weekend was due in part to teething along with the RSV and ear infection. So here are some of my thoughts on teething:

- It was invented by the devil. So far in our experience, teething is horrendous. Harper just reached the point about a month ago where she can successfully put her pacifier back in her mouth so we've been enjoying blissful, sleepfilled nights. Well, that was only a tease. Thank you teething.

- My child is immune to gum numbing gels. I have heard from so many people that the minute that stuff was slathered on, their children had instant relief. Well, not here. It offers no benefits.

- My child also doesn't like cold things in her mouth. All other suggestions involve cold teethers, ice cubes, frozen fruit, cold or frozen wash clothes. Yes, I have tried these and, no, they do not work.

- Children's Tylenol is my miracle drug. However, it takes about an hour to kick in. When administered at 2am, be prepared to sing, dance, rock, jiggle, plead and cringe until the effects take hold at 3:15am.

- When do you technically count a tooth? If the top is just peeking through the gums, does this count as the official day when your child got their tooth? Or do you have to wait until the whole pearly white is out and showing?

- When your child is a paci-holic, it can be very dangerous come teething time. Harper is deeply soothed by her pacifier. When she wakes up in the middle of the night and reaches for one of her five pacifiers that are positioned throughout her crib for this exact reason, only to be met with utter pain when it hits her mouth, it can be extremely frustrating. She will continue trying the pacifier only to realized its a source of pain, not pleasure. For the past few nights, she'll grab it, put it to her lips, cry out in pain, take it out of her mouth, shake it furiously and then launch it across the room. You can practically hear her yelling out, "Damn you pacifier!!!" This is repeated over and over. Someone has short term memory loss and her name rhymes with Shmarper.
Just up from a nap. Yes, the red mark on the forhead is from sleeping on a paci.


- Why don't teeth seem to hurt that bad during the day?

- 32. That's how many teeth are in the human mouth. Seriously? 32 more to go? No thanks evolution. We'll pass. We don't need teeth. I'm perfectly fine pulverizing my child's food in a food processor for the rest of her life.

See, she can eat without teeth


- I reached out to my Parenting Encyclopedia today. My Parenting Encyclopedia is Courntey Kay. She has 4 children, the oldest just turned five. If she's not an expert then I don't know who is. She was told by her doctor that if adults had to cut teeth we would require morphine to get through the pain. Courtney suggested a rasberry (a giant pacifier with nibs all over to chew and suck on) so that is my mission today.
On a side note, my Parenting Encyclopedia just started a blog. Very entertaining - worth following...or blog stalking if you choose not to follow.

Yes, I fully realize I'm whining. But if you can't tell, I'm running on very little sleep....and I hate teeth.