The Best Is Yet To Be

First, I would like to say that this morning offically sucked. Vincent started a new daycare today. He cried when I left, he never does that. I felt so horrible leaving him with someone he didn't know as he watched me walk past the window. I know that in a week or two, this will all be normal for him again. It is agonizing though. Geez...I find myself again thinking that no one every really tells you hard this will all be. It sounds stupid to say that, because 'DUH' raising children is hard. But damn....

OK, on to the real point of this post. My cell phone is clogged with pictures of Vincent. So many in fact, that when I want to take a new one, I have to do some strategic manuvering to get it done. I have to get them out, but they need to go somewhere safe. Today, I bring you Vintage Vincent. It will be a cell phone chronical of his life so far. It will take several posts...because I have taken SO MANY PICTURES. Enjoy!!

We will start with a fun one...

I have no clue how far a long I am here or why I took this picture...

Now on to the old-school Vincent you have been promised. This first one is one of my very favorites...

This is the day he went to the hospital. I knew he looked bad, but it's pretty obvious here...

I hope you have enjoyed Part 1....more to come!

Alison

I'm not sure why I'm staring this, other than to share. (Ok..Cassie told me I should) Share pictures of Vincent and us for those we do not see all the time. Share happenings in our lives for anyone interested!

I'm not sure where to start exactly, so I will start with my favorite subject: Vincent.

Our beautiful little boy turned 15 months old yesterday. (Here is where I make some remark like 'can you believe it's been 15 months??') Yes, time marches on. We enjoy him more and more everyday and find new frustrations everyday.

I have thought it is sad how little we are told about what it will be like to be pregnant. I have vowed to all my friends that I will share all details (both pleasant and unpleasant). However, it is insane how little you are told about raising a child. I suppose that is because they are all different and what works for one will most likely not work for another. At any rate, throughout Vincent's life thus far, every new milestone, development, realization has been met with a different, frustrating, hair-pulling,'we are never having any more', challenge.

I will spare you the 'he wouldn't sleep..for the love of God!!!' and all the joy that came along with a newborn. Now we have a toddler. Our frustrations are new and different. For example, 'honey, we think it's really great that you exploring the world, but could you please quit climbing on EVERYTHING in your path?' I know it seems fun, but when he's hit is head/arm/leg/elbow...for the elevintybillionth time (that was for you babe)..it gets old. The notion of 'you can't turn your back for a second' has a whole new meaning. They aren't kidding, you really can't. If I do, he will have pulled everything out of my purse, pulled everything out of the kitchen cabinets, knocked over a cooler full of water, unrolled a whole roll of paper towels, and be playing in the toilet before I know what happened.

The shaking his head 'no' lately has been a real treat as well. Especially because whenever I ask, 'Can mommy have a kiss?' that's what I get.

It's all worth it though when he does his little dances,says a new word, or gives you a big baby hug.

Here are some pictures of our little man! I will try to update with more pictures every so often!

Before the first haircut