Dumont Posse

Today has been a complete day of laziness. Drake has been busy crawling and standing around the living room, while Daddy and I caught up on our most recent addiction, Weeds. The showtime series, not the drug. We've watched the first 3 seasons and hopefully will get to see season 4 shortly. Although there are plenty of things we could be doing right now, we crumble and watch television and simply relax. I'm excited for dinner, turkey burgers with extra sharp cheddar in the center. New recipe so we shall see. Tomorrow will be a crazy day. Laundry, cleaning house, Scott's getting a hair cut, and the baby is sleeping at Grammies. The last one is a semi-sweet event. Mommy and Daddy will have a night alone, but we miss the little guy. The little guy who by the way is tall enough to see over the arm of the couch to play peek a boo with Mommy.

Last night was a hard night for Mommy, well I suppose Daddy too. I'm having a really hard time wrapping my head around what family is suppose to mean, why we feel so drawn and loyal to them and why they are often the ones we treat the worst? Aimee Z put a quote up about family being like the tentacles of an octupus that we never could escape and in our most inner hearts would never wish to. Yesterday, I think I wished to, even if it was temporarily. I'm really tired of outsiders who are looking in making judgements upon my family. We are three people and the last time I checked they are on the outside and play no role here. What really gets me is the hypocrictal members who pass judgement. Those ones I could really do without. I'm no angel I've done it and I am not sure why. It by no means made me feel good. I'm trying to fix that and trying to stop doing it but it is a process. I'm also attempting to accept my family for what and who they are. I realize expecations put a lot of pressure on people and if I didn't have them in the first place, I'd never be able to be let down.
Anyhow, the morning was 100% better than last night and I thank god. I have an amazing husband who really gets me even if he doesn't think so.

Money is tight and gifts are just objects. We decided we weren't going to buy each other anything and just to celebrate being together and being with Drake.
We woke up this morning, I had Drake from 5:35 am until 6 am and he was tired but ate his bottle. The last couple of days he hasn't been eating like normal, we figured he was just tired of baby food (1st time parents that we are.) Then Scott had the baby from 6:16 am to 7:36 am. He said that baby had been fussy the whole time. This isn't typical for Drake so I got up and held him. He calmed down a little bit. I called my mom to say Happy Valentines Day and Drake was biting his finger. He has been biting in the same spot for a few days. Lo and behold Drake's first tooth popped through this morning. You can see it poking out! Time for tooth brushes and orajel! I'll post a picture when it comes up fully! Our baby boy is getting so big so fast. Yesterday he proves to us he can crawl like a mad man and today his first tooth!

That is right, Drake is crawling take a look! Such a big boy!