Who wants cake?

I don't feel like it!

I know I haven't written in awhile, frankly, I just haven't felt like it.  So, instead of blowing your minds with all of my insight and wit, I am just going to post lots of pictures.  Enjoy!

(It should also be noted that I started this post a week ago and what you see above is as far as I got....)

Davis got to experience what it would be like to have a big sister when our friends from Florida and their 4 year old came to visit for a week.  Kendylle was the first person Davis looked for when he woke up, and would follow her all over the house.  At one point, he got jealous when I was playing with her and crawled into my lap to mark his territory...I loved it!  (I just re-read that sentence and it sounds like he crawled into my lap and peed on me and I loved it.  That is not what happened.)

We had Christmas with my parents here in Houston.  Davis had a blast and we had just as much fun watching him.  He is spoiled and my house is beginning to look like Toys R Us, which I swore would NEVER happen.  If you read back through this blog, you will see that I make a lot of proclamations of NEVER, and it always seems to happen.  What's the deal?!?!

Davis got his first motorcycle.  For his birthday, I need to find him a leather jacket and a local biker gang for him to join.

 

For New Year's we went to Florida to visit family.  While we were there, my Nanny went to heaven and so a family reunion ensued.  Davis met his cousin Dillon and instantly fell in love.  There were so many kisses exchanged, I had to remind Davis that it is against the law to have a relationship with a first cousin.

 

So, he changed his approach and pulled her bow into her eyes to remind her who was older and in charge around here.

We also went to visit Auntie Beth in Sarasota and she took some more amazing pictures of the little guy.  Here are a few of my favorites:

I am OBSESSED!

I've been working out like a madwoman trying to get my body back.  Baby Boot Camp is a God-send.  I take Davis with me, on the days that we don't have the nanny, and he plays with the other kids or just laughs at us while we work out.  These ladies don't mess around; I've been burning between 500-750 calories per class lately.  I'm tired!!!!!

Davis got his first baby gate.  Our kitchen is only accessible by one doorway, so we put this up rather than putting those annoying latches on every single cabinet.  Davis isn't liking being behind bars, which we are very happy about.

Davis had a playdate with his little buddy, Jack, who is the same age as Dillon.  This kid kisses everything in sight.

I found a new place for Davis to hang out while I shower.

He loves to carry a picture of himself all over the house.  Can you blame him?  If I looked like that, I would carry a picture of myself around too.

Not only is Davis giving kisses now, he also claps his hands.  Turn off the volume on your computer before you watch this video please.  No questions, just do it.

Is it muted yet?

How about now?

You better do it!

You're a terrible listener.

Finally, while I was starting this post, I went to check on Davis and found this:

Oh shit! Better buy another gate.

Lately...

We have had a lot of firsts lately.

Davis is crawling!  He first started scooting around the night of Thanksgiving, and this video was taken the following day.  He is moving much faster now.

As his Auntie Jill said, he was playing fetch with himself.  Glad he won't be too bored being an only child!

He has also found this amazing toy and there is one in every room!

That same weekend, we went to the ranch and Davis tried his hand at driving the 4-wheeler.

(He doesn't mean to flick you the bird...he was just in the zone.)

"Hold on mom!"

"You ready back there?"

Then Davis got his first Christmas tree.  They had to get acquainted very quickly.

Ta Da!

"You want my hand on the gift?"

 

"Dad, this has gotten ridiculous.  How many of these is she going to take?"

By the way, he looks very ginger in these pictures, but I think it is just the lighting.  His hair is very blonde.

That same night, Davis met Santa for the first time!

 He did so great!

This was also his first trip to Bass Pro Shops, so he and his daddy did some shopping.

"I think that one would be better for what you are trying to catch, Dad."

And, of course, he had to check out the fish tank.

 

It has been an exciting holiday season so far!

 

You've missed....well, a lot.

Since the last time I posted....I believe that was in 2002...a lot has happened.  Here is the brief recap:

Davis is still cute...some things never change.

We went to Florida to visit family for Labor Day weekend (OK, so this was before my last post, but I never mentioned it, okay!).  Davis got to meet my mom's side of the family for the first time, including my sweet Nanny who has Alzheimer's.  I'm not sure she knew who I was, but she was perfectly fine with me because I brought a handsome little guy for her to play with.

 
My mom came to town for almost 3 weeks.  Davis was in heaven and we bought him this awesome new bath tub: (when you squeeze it's beak, it quacks...so great!)

She also took him to the park every day.  Now Davis would like to know where his Gram went, because mommy isn't as much fun and he misses his daily park visits. 

Steve and I went to Napa/Sonoma with some great friends from St. Louis.  We drank a ton of great wines, bought too much wine, and really enjoyed our time with our friends.

The neighbor from across the street came over and got Davis sick, which Davis gave to me, which I gave to Steve, which Steve gave to Davis, which Davis gave to me, which I gave to Steve....the pattern continues.

 (no picture....just imagine a sick house)

While my mom was here, we took Davis to the aquarium.

My mom also picked up Davis' Halloween costume.  He loves it!

I went to New York with one of my best friends who lives in Chicago.  We don't get to see each other enough and decided we need at least 2 girl's weekends a year.

Davis is also now the proud owner of 2 teeth and is getting up on all 4's and starting to rock a little.  Crawling is just around the corner!

I think that's about it for now.  What have you been up to?

A few lessons:

It's Fall!  Time for cool(er) nights, jeans, boots, pumpkins, leaves, and FOOTBALL!  Gator football to be exact.

When I heard Texas A&M, who are located about an hour or so outside of Houston, were joining the SEC, my first thought was, "oh my gosh, I hope they play the Gators and I can go to the game!"  Well, the college football gods were smiling on me when they created the schedule, and the second game of our season was set to be against A&M in College Station.  I immediately called my friends with season tickets and asked them to purchase as many as they could.  Being the great friends they are, they came through with 6 for us.

We were joined by some of my friends from college, (one from Dallas, one from Houston, and two from Austin) and ventured into Aggie country.  As we stepped onto campus, we were wondering where everyone was.  It was eerily quiet.  You see, in Gainesville on game day, there is not a square foot of campus that is not occupied by a tent covering a spread of food, some sort of alcoholic beverage, and a group of friends wearing their Orange and Blue finest.  There was a steady stream of maroon t-shirts walking in the direction of the stadium, so we joined in.

As we neared the stadium, we finally saw a huge group of tailgaters...wearing ORANGE AND BLUE!  Of course we were thrilled to be amongst our own, but we were still wondering where everyone was.  Don't people tailgate in Texas?  I thought this was a huge football state.

Steve, being a native Texan, kept defending A&M, "they will all be closer to the stadium," "they must be on the other side of the stadium," "we always just had a party at the frat house before a game" (yes dear, they do that at UF too...but there are still many fans spread out around campus).  Once we made it to the SW corner of the stadium, a sea of maroon appeared and we had finally found the tailgating location. 

Lesson #1: A&M could learn a few things from the SEC about tailgating.

We were looking for a friend of ours at an Aggie tailgate and I have to admit, I was dreading it.  Being used to the fans of other SEC schools (and sadly, even my own precious UF), I was expecting to be met with fake smiles, trash talking, and awkwardness.  I could not have been more wrong!  Instead, we were greeted by this very friendly man named Dwayne who immediately filled our hands with beer and food and thanked us for making the trip to Aggie-land.

On our walk into the stadium, a couple of Aggies walked up behind us and as we braced ourselves for some expected harassment, they proceeded to ask us where we were from, if we were having a good time, and wished us luck with the game.

I hate to admit this, but this actually made me nervous.  Where were the harassing and rude comments about how bad they were going to beat us?  Where were the yells of pride for their school to let us know who's house we were in?

During the game, if a bad call was made, they didn't boo....they are too polite for that.  Instead they made a hissing sound to show their disappointment.  When they took the lead, there were no chants of "go home losers" or "not so tough in the SEC" being made.  When we won, there was no poor sportsmanship.  Instead, we were told, "Good game guys.  Thanks for coming and drive home safely."  I turned to my friend and said, "They must have rigged our cars for explosives.  Why else would they be so nice?" 

Well, we got in our car with no explosion and made it safely home.

Lesson #2:  The SEC can learn a lot from A&M about sportsmanship, class, and manners.

Thanks for having us Aggies and welcome to the SEC! 

Watch out Ryan Lochte

First and foremost, let me just say....GO GATORS!  They are representing in full force at these Olympic games.  That being said, the future Gator in our family is very into the Games and thinks he might like to compete in 2032.  He will be 20 and in peak physical condition. 

Last night, during his bath, Davis began his training. 

He is also coordinating his wardrobe to his new-found athleticism. 

 

This is what he does....EVERYDAY!

The only problem is that because our last name is Callaway, we already had plans for him to be a golfer.  He has until his first birthday to figure it out.

Tie one on Tuesday

At Baby Boot Camp, where Davis is one of only 3 boys and about 15 girls, the mommies of the gorgeous little girls decided to start having Tu-Tu Tuesdays, where each of them shows up in their most beautiful tu-tu.  It is a riot.  Well, not being one to be left out or out-done, Davis decided to start Tie one on Tuesday for the gentlemen.

 

Because it's hot out, and this was a mid-morning event, Davis opted for shorts, rolled up sleeves, and a loosened tie to keep things a little more casual.  As soon as I can find an orange and blue rep tie in his size, he will be ready to go rush ATO at UF.

We met up with Steve for lunch and Davis was ready to go to work with Dad.  They even matched a little.

Steve didn't go for "take your son to work day" today, but Davis isn't giving up hope.  Who wouldn't want to buy a suit from that face???