Time does not fly, it races

Time does not fly-

It races,

For if it flew then things

Would be slow and drifting...

Floating upon the air in

A cloud so fluffy,

That you could bask away the time gently...

One second slowly, after one second slowly,

Remembering-

Enjoying,

But no....

Time races.

It speeds.

Time is a drag car upon

A hot black tar track,

That smokes as the wheels 

Zoom.
Igniting the engines

And firing the sparks...
Time races.

So quickly that when

You blink-

You miss it. 

And if you forget to capture it,

It's gone,

Forever-

Like the smoke lifting towards

The sky.

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My last post was when Augustus Charles came into this world. In one week, he will be seven months old. Time races. Oh how much I have missed to capture in word the changes that occur in seven months of baby life. I can't remember exact days and moments now when new things occured, but instead of beating myself up over this, I will simply cherish and remember what I can, and enjoy what I have. Currently, I have a sparkling bubbly gentle fun loving happy little boy who can sit up on his own, straight and tall, with a mouth full of two bottom teeth and so much joy. He is the happiest little tot one has ever seen. Maybe this is a good thingthat time raced by on my blog, instead of flew. For if the time flew by, I would have had many clouds to write about, but not the fluffy ones, rather, storm clouds...for tiny Gus has not always been this joyful. No, we went through many hard months of inconsolable screaming colicky baby who was simply distraught with no rhyme or reason. He's better now. Maybe he's not always a fan of the bedtime hours, but he's better. He loves to laugh, he loves to play with older brother (even if it consists of a lot of body slamming)! Gus loves to eat cheerios and whatever other small delicacies Matthew leaves on the floor for him to find! He likes to pull himself into a standing position on anything he can get his grubby slobber filled hands on. And boy, does he love his daddy! He grins ear to ear when he sees daddy. Daddy is truly this little man's hero!

Gus has the saddest brightest biggest eyes, like Puss in Boots from Shrek. He's ever so adorable and his brightness is so contagious. At six months he weighed in at 15 pounds, 14 ounces. Shortly after, I stopped nursing him as he practically ate all body reserves mommy had left! Plus, I planned to wean him so I could attend my brother's wedding in Hawaii, nursing and pump free. It worked out best for the both of us because my husband says he gained about two pounds when I was gone, thanks to all the formula and extra rice in the bottle! Gus has also learned to anticipate an approaching tickle attack. He will start grinning before the tickles even arrive on his skin!

Matthew is well. He has been sick off and on for the past month, with hand foot mouth disease?, an all over body rash, and temps reaching 104. However, he's on the better end of things now. He is still as picky as ever with his eating and still slurping down pediasure as if there's no tomorrow. He's about 24 pounds and fastly approaching a second birthday. He knows what presents are! He has already found Grandma's stash! He is also highly fond of candy, all sorts. We had our first trick or treating this year. Grandma Ann and I walked him door to door in his little navy poopy suit. He was such a doll and quickly caught on to taking a piece of candy from each house, mind you, a piece, not several! He was a very polite little trick or treater, strategically choosing the exact one he wanted and no more. Afterwards, we came home to hand out candy and he sure caught onto that quick also! While slow, the kids were patient while awaiting their one piece of candy to drop into their buckets! 

Neither boy has yet had a haircut and both have such fine curls, Matthew's are in the back and Gus's are in the front :) Last night Daddy drug them up and down the hall by a rope attached to the diaper box they sat in. They are both easily entertained! 

While in Hawaii for my brother's October 24th wedding, Grandma Ann and Daddy finally FINALLY (Thank you Jesus!) put Augustus on a two nap a day schedule. I couldn't for the life of me get him to nap. He is a much happier baby because of it I believe!

Gus has already figured out how to climb stairs. It is truly terrifiying and until we teach him how to go down them, we must watch him very closely. 

As I have been in a constant state of busy-ness, hence my lack of posts, it has been tough to do much of anything besides care for boys, husband, and house. But overall, this is fulfilling, as this is what I have always wanted. Dave interviews Wednesday for a position in Nebraska, as we are out of the navy come February 28, 2013. We are highly excited about this prospect-the people, job, town, area, closeness to home-it's all perfect, which may be too perfect as we are scared he 1. won't get the job or 2. won't get the right pay. So only time will tell and now we are praying fervently that God will provide. As we know, He will, and He knows what is best for our little family, but as of right now, this is a huge door that is cracked and we hope will open completely. 

It is time to feed my slug bug. :) Until next time!