Project 365 {week 9}

This was a very Charlie-centered week.

He was happy, then he was sick, then he was getting better, then sick again.

And to top it all off, in less than 2 weeks he will turn ONE!

Where did this past year GO?

February 24: Charlie has his first piece of bacon. He likes it. Obviously. He IS a Sluiter.

February 24: Charlie has his first piece of bacon. He likes it. Obviously. He IS a Sluiter.

February 25: Fever means he will stay home tomorrow. Poor buddy.

February 25: Fever means he will stay home tomorrow. Poor buddy.

 

February 26: When these two are apart all day, they are inseparable in the evening.

February 26: When these two are apart all day, they are inseparable in the evening.

February 27: I get flowers for no reason other than my hubby loves me.

February 27: I get flowers for no reason other than my hubby loves me.

 

February 28: Last parent/teacher conferences for this school year. Let the "lasts" begin!

February 28: Last parent/teacher conferences for this school year. Let the “lasts” begin!

March 1: It's MARCH! And there is DAYLIGHT on my drive to work before 7am!

March 1: It’s MARCH! And there is DAYLIGHT on my drive to work before 7am!

 

March 2: Baby Bird is sick again.  Can't shake the cough, snot, and low-grade fever. And SO SLEEPY.

March 2: Baby Bird is sick again. Can’t shake the cough, snot, and low-grade fever. And SO SLEEPY.

As I type this, Charlie is coughing from his bedroom.

He is such a trooper when he is sick, but I just want him to be better.

Especially since I spent a big slice of time this week at Party City, the Zeeland Bakery, and Target getting things ready for his big FIRST BIRTHDAY PARTY in a couple weeks.

I mean, a year old.

Why yes, I will be an emotional weirdo for the next couple weeks.

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About Katie

Just a small town girl...wait no. That is a Journey song. Katie Sluiter is a small town girl, but she is far from living in a lonely world. She is a middle school English teacher, writer, mother, and wife. Life has thrown her a fair share of challenges, but her belief is that writing through them makes her stronger.

Comments

  1. Aw, poor buddy. I hate it when babies get sick, no fair.
    Dude, ONE year. No. How? What?
    Charlie turning one in 10 days means my little guy turns one in just 2 months.
    Again, how? What?

  2. Hell, he’s not even mine and I’m emotional about A YEAR. Wow. That last picture makes me smile, though.

  3. I wish that first year lasted a lot longer. Sweet baby boy.