9 1/2 Weeks (G-rated version)

Here is the rundown of Oliver's achievements/likes/dislikes up until now - A Top 10 if you will:
1. He is not yet a fan of baths.
2. He loves to make out with his animal "blankies". Mr. Bear and Mr. Fox are his faves, with Mr. Elephant currently coming in a distant third.
3. He talks up a storm, at anyone and everything. To call it "cooing" would be an understatement. A mild bellow is more like it!
4. He is starting to be a grabber!
5. He loves Mommy's hair. He loves to touch it and grab it and eat it, and loves it when I tickle his nose with it.
6. He is still a piggy - currently taking down 4 oz. about every 3 hours.
7. He is not a good napper. The boy just doesn't want to miss out on a second of making out with those animals.
8. He still does not know Preston exists. Preston, however, is all too aware of the noisy creature that is turning out to be a permanent fixture after all.
9. He still loves to be on his changing table - he thinks he's king of the world up there.
10. He finally has more than peach fuzz on top!

That's the culmination of Oliver after 9 weeks, in a nutshell. (Help! I'm in a nutshell. Sorry, couldn't resist.) ;)

O-K-L-A-H-O-M-A!

Happy Hump Day!

Oliver is 2 months old today! I can't believe it. It seems like only yesterday and forever ago all at the same time. I think I will probably stop referring to his age in weeks now. My mommy brain isn't going to be too quick at counting double digits here before too long.
So, this past weekend we took Oliver on his first road trip. Destination: Lawton, Oklahoma. Time in car without baby: Around 5.5 hours. Time in car with baby: About 7 hours. I blame you, Blackwell, OK! A shack on the edge of town does not a Dairy Queen make.
Anyways, aside from a 25-ish minute meltdown after stopping to eat in Blackwell, Oliver did really well in the car, considering he was strapped down like he was going on a NASA mission to space.
Nana Karen and Pa-Pa Ken were so happy to see us. Well, really happy to see Oliver, and happy we parents brought him there safely.
On Saturday, we had a fun get-together at cousin Prissy's house, and I got to see dear friends and family all at once. The O Man even let strangers hold him and was a perfect angel the whole time!
We then had a yummy birthday dinner for Pa-Pa at the world-famous (and by world, I mean Comanche County) Fisherman's Cove.
Sunday, we were back on the road with nary a meltdown to be heard.
A successful first road trip it was (but probably will not be trying a second one for a long time)! :)