Tuesday, March 31, 2009

Sundays Are for Sunbathing

Well...well...well... if it isn't Tuesday already?! My goodness and my apologies for my tardiness in getting this post up, but I'm sure it will only take you one guess to know what has kept me from bloggin'...

That's right... recovering from the weekend! All together now... 


Remember the Alamo? You do? Really?! Cool... I haven't been there yet, but I HAVE been to San Antonio... twice! Mommy, Daddy and I headed out late Friday afternoon hoping to get to KK and Albi's house just in time for dinner at one of our SA fav's, El Marisol... YU-MMY!

By the time we were done with dinner it was WAY past my bed time and I was feeling it! It's hard to keep up these devilish good looks... a guy's got to have his beauty sleep... you know? And boy did I sleep... and sleep... and sleep right on through the night. And the next night I threw Mommy and Daddy another curve ball and slept through the night AGAIN... When I finally gathered the strength to open my eyes it was like they had been sitting there waiting on me... pacing up and down the hallway... geez, take a load off rents! To their credit... life IS probably pretty boring without my me and I get that...

So let's see... Saturday... what did we do on Saturday... OH YES! KK, Mommy and I headed to Hobby Lobby... C-O-O-L and got some stuff to make my Easter basket (shhh... I'm not supposed to know... the crazy broads thought I was asleep... ha!) and a few other special items Mommy needed for an art project she is working on. Once we traveled up and down what seemed like EVERY aisle...especially those marked 50% off we headed to lunch with my Aunt Emmie. The boys were all playing golf... I told them I was up for a round, but they said something about not wanting to lose to a 3-month old...? I don't know...

So that brings us to SUN-DAY... I got off to a slow start (remember the pacing parents?), so once I got my cup of jo and my breakfast we hit the trail... the walking trail that is. Albi, KK, Mommy, Daddy and I walked over 4 miles that morning... Stroller-thon here we come! It was nice to be out in nature, taking in all the sights and sounds of San Antonio.

From there we hurried home to meet Uncle Josh before his golf lesson (my skillz must have him shakin' in his boots...boat shoes...flip flops...running shoes...driving moccasins...my Uncle Josh has more shoes than any one man should have!) He's a handsome guy though isn't he? I think I might have a little of him in me... 

After we sent Uncle Josh out the door with a "go get 'em" it was time to soak up some rays... 

So as a baby I have to do my sunbathing a little backwards... I cover up outside and let it all hang out inside. This will protect me from becoming "mole-itis man" like my daddy. 

My daddy hooked me up with a perfect spot on the porch... I had just dozed off when my mommy came over with the camera... "can I help you...?" 

"Hurry mom...it's bright out here and I'm in the middle of the breast, I mean BEST dream!"

Fun in the inside-sun... catching some rays under the CFLs!! 

Oh yah... so this picture... let me explain...

"Hey, Caden...can you do this," my Albi asks as he stuffs his ENTIRE fist in his mouth?

"Are you kidding me, ALBI? Can I do THAT?"

"Any questions...?"

What a great weekend! Thanks KK and Albi for letting me come visit... Mommy and Daddy talked about what a great time they had the WHOLE way home!

Love you grandrents! Love you more blog world!


(The "love order" above doesn't really mean ANYTHING... it's just for literary purposes!)

Wednesday, March 25, 2009


Hello skinny jeans and goodbye muffin top!! I have a GREAT workout for you!

In order to participate in the GREATEST MOMMY WORKOUT EVER you will need...

1. A happy kid and a great activity mat!

2. An IPOD or other music-playing device!

3. Light dumbells!
4. A "Yes Ma'am I can face"

Got all of that? Now turn up the music and dance, dance, dance! Get your arms in the air like you just don't care... with the extra weight you're pumpin' to the boppin' tunes you'll be sweating in no time! AND the kiddos LOVE this. Caden was having just as much fun as I was... he got in a great workout too with the first 10 minutes of our routine being tummy time!

My routine lasted for 45 minutes... thank you Caden!

I suggest starting with a medium paced song like "Love Song" by Sara Bareilles and then move into your classic 80s tunes..."Jump for My Love" by the Pointer Sisters, "Let's Hear It for the Boy" by Deniece Williams, of course, "Footloose"... then once you've got those crazy 80s moves out of your system and your arms are getting a little fatigued it is time for a little heavy pumping with some 50 Cent, Soulja Boy and the like. 

If you try the GREATEST MOMMY WORKOUT EVER let me know how it goes... and of course send along your favorite song picks... I will definitely need some new stuff to shake it up!

Now get up and dance!!

Sunday, March 22, 2009

Baby Fart, Lil Guy, Punkin, Precious, and Pretty Boy

Hello blog world! Guess who? 

Ha! You guys are good... you know how we start these posts... ready... 1...2...3...


My weekend started on Wednesday when my Great-Grandparents Poppa and Gran came to visit from Belton. They usually stop by once a month to check my progress and this month I think they were pleasantly surprised with my new noises, smiles and giggles. We had the best time.

"Baby Fart..." that's what my Great-Poppa calls me. He calls my daddy "Young Fart" and my daddy calls him "Old Fart..." so we're all some type of fart... although I think I got the best end of the deal with Baby Fart... but I'll let you be the judge!

You don't say? I couldn't believe all of the stories my Great-Poppa was telling me about my Aunt Cori and Daddy... man... that Aunt Cori was a real brat... just like my daddy said! If I was a bettin' man I would have totally put my money on my daddy being the pest... who knew?!

Rockin' and rollin' with Gran... she was practicing her ballroom dance steps she learns on DWTS with me. She likes Ty Murray too...just like Mommy and me!

Next up is my Aunt Steph... she came by for a quick (too quick) visit on Friday afternoon on her way to Salado! Aunt Steph calls me "Lil Guy" and rubs my head just like she did with her little boy Dylan. Dylan is the coolest... Mommy always shows me his pictures and tells me stories about my Aunt Steph!

I'm not super pleased with this picture... it was tough finding the right angle... but then again my Aunt Steph is so pretty she makes all of us look a little "less than." Thanks for coming to see me Aunt Steph!


Mommy and Daddy's friends since high school, Miss Blair and Mr. Chris and their son Jakin came to visit! Jakin is like Dylan and is a very cool older man... BUT he was super interested in me because he is about to be a big brother to Baby Bo... so he was practicing all of his best tricks on me. 

Jakin was born in Africa... WOAH baby is all I have to say about that!

Jakin liked my toys as much as I do... He even showed me how to sit in my Bumbo seat! He is really good at it! Jakin's mommy and daddy kept saying what a "punkin" I was... not quite sure what that meant... maybe that's how they say "pumpkin" in Africa?

Good times with the Bito's! They are moving to Chicago in a few months... Wrigley Field here I come! 
I know, I know... not one of my better moods... but it was windy and I'm a gasper...give a guy a break!

Last on the list of visitors this weekend were Nana and Paps! Boy was it good to see them. My paps and I hung out in the rocker like we normally do and he tells my mommy and daddy what a "Pretty Boy" I am... pretty? Really Paps? Well, I think you're pretty too! Take that!

My sweet Nana... she calls me "Precious," which I am...duh! My Nana was  a little sad yesterday because her Aunt Annie went to Heaven to be with my Nana's mommy, but she knows they are partying right now and having so much fun watching over all of us!

I think I did a great job of cheering my Nana up... I sure hope so! I love you Nana and Paps. My mommy, daddy and I are saying lots of prayers for Aunt Annie!

After a BUSY weekend of visitors it was time for just the three of us... Mommy and I had a nice, long talk  recapping the previous days' events! 

Early this morning we went on a family walk... we went to a new trail in G-town to mix it up a bit. We passed all sorts of wildlife, including a flock of geese that mommy ran from! Silly mommy... I'll protect you!

We went 1.5 miles and then turned around and came back... 3 miles... it was nothin'!

After a great workout and a nice cold Sonic drink, we settled in for a day full of basketball... let the madness continue! That's right... I'm supporting the Big XII with a little Rock Chalk action! My Aunt Renae is one serious Jayhawk and sent me this awesome bib! 

PS: My mommy is up by 3 games on my daddy! GO MOMMY! I'm so proud of her!

And that concludes that... say it with me...



Tuesday, March 17, 2009


Happy St. Patty's Day! 

Don't be GREEN with envy, BUT Caden and I had the best time today...

We woke up on the green side of bed this morning, making sure we were dressed in the color of the day before we even came downstairs! A picture pre-coffee and breakfast... of course Caden had already eaten his breakfast! :)

After breakfast Caden (which is an Irish name by the way... ah the luck of it!) and I picked our most Irish sounding song and declared it the "SONG OF THE DAY!" From floor to ceiling you could hear the "sweet" sound of me singing..."There's a hole in the bucket, dear Liza, dear Liza, there's a hole in the bucket, dear Liza, a hole..." I figured with names like Liza and Henry... it was as close to originating in Ireland as any other song. AND because I'm a dork, I just had to look it up and turns out it is actually derived from a German tune... it's all Europe, close enough!

From there Caden and I headed out to find the pot of gold at the end of the rainbow... and we found it... our friends Gina and Ava were rounding the corner after only a few minutes of hunting... we were able to get in a nice LONG walk today. Mommy worked up quite a sweat!

Nothing like a nice splash in an Irish Spring after a long day of hunting. Clean and cute once again, Caden and I played a special St. Patty's Day game...

How many things in Caden's room are green? Caden and I counted 40 and then stopped... I decided to gather a few of our favorite green things and staged a little St. Patty's day photo-op. 

Tonight we topped off the day with family burger night at Sonic after Daddy mowed the GREEN grass! Caden and I were dying to sing our duet of the SONG OF THE DAY! He LOVED it... the TWO times we sang it! I am pretty sure our neighbors at Sonic enjoyed it too! :)

Happy St. Patty's everyone... one for the record books!

Monday, March 16, 2009


I have a crush!! Did anyone see Ty Murray cut up the dance floor tonight? Gosh, is he not the cutest guy you've ever seen? He RODE that quick step! I loved it! 

Okay, I was bubbling over with excitement and I just had to blog about it! Justin and I are his biggest fans... oh and Caden too! From one cowboy to another...


Text "Vote" to 3408
Call 1-800-VOTE-408

So What Do You Think??

I'll have more later, but for now...

Welcome to Sunny Side Up!!

Thank you so much Emily... I loved getting to design a new look for the Cox Family blog!

AND...a special thanks to Fabulous K... you are awesome!!

Saturday, March 14, 2009

Spring Breakin' It With the G-Rents

Hello blog world, Caden here... long time no blog!

Many of you have been on Spring Break and others of you are just starting, either way Happy Spring Break to you! I'm not sure I really get this Spring Break thing quite yet... as far as I can tell it's Spring Break in the Cox Household EVERY week! We're always havin' fun, BUT the sun... where has it been?! In the words of my Paps, "It's killin' me Sharla!" 

I digress... so this week, my Albi had Spring Break... he's a student you know... workin' on his MBA. He decided since he didn't have any homework that he'd ditch the day job and head to Austin with his main squeeze (my KK) to visit lil 'ol me! I was so anxious for them to get here... I wanted to tell them all about my doctor's visit.

 "That's right KK, THREE, yes THREE shots in the leg... never an easy gig!"

KK and Albi arrived late Thursday afternoon with presents in tow! I am excited about all of my new things, but my favorite is a three-disc music collection... it has all of the classic kid songs for my mommy and me to sing-along to. Mommy and I tried it out on Friday morning... it was awesome! The CD's come with lyrics too (much to Dad's chagrin)... Thanks for the tunes KK!

After a morning of singing, it was time to prepare for the big game... We couldn't believe that Baylor was making such a great run in the Big XII tournie... Texas would be tough, no doubt, so it was crucial that I wore my best Baylor outfit!

What do you think of my selection?

Sic 'em Bears! 

KK and Albi's favorite place to eat in Round Rock is Pacific Star (a local beer and seafood dive)... so we bundled up and headed out Friday night, just in time to catch the first half of the game while we ate! Mommy said it was too cold for me to go without a jacket... so I opted to wear my "bear suit" in honor of the big game! The last time I wore this I was coming home from the hospital... check out how much I've grown!!

Leaving the hospital...

Heading to Pacific Star...

Mommy can't believe how fast I'm growing up... she showed me pictures just the other day of where it all started!

Mommy and I at 20 weeks!

Mommy and I at 39 weeks... WOAH BABY!

My growth spurt has never really stopped... and luckily mommy's growth spurt eventually came to an end... now she's workin' her way back to week 1... go mommy go! You can do it! My mommy has been workin' so hard lately at getting back in shape, that I decided to pitch in and become sensitive to dairy products... so that means no milk, cheese and yogurt for mommy... that should help shed those pounds! I thought about becoming sensitive to chocolate chip cookies... BUT come on... I can only do so much!

Ah, I digress yet again... back to my visit with the G-Rents... Friday, Albi and I hung out for a few hours during the day while mommy and KK went to get pedis... Albi and I had the best time without the girls and mommy's toes look FANTASTIC... or at least they are a pretty coral color that is pleasing to my developing eyes!

After an exciting Baylor victory on Friday night we all turned in early to ensure that we would have plenty of energy for an exciting weekend of basketball... 

BUT before any basketball...Saturday morning Albi brought me the BEST present a boy could ask for... a pair of GEN-U-INE leather cowboy boots... YEE-HAW! They're a bit big just yet, but I can't wait to cut up a rug with these guys someday soon! Boot-scootin boogie! Mommy and daddy are going to teach me to two-step... it was on the dance floor that mommy and daddy fell in love, after all! :) 

And if you don't think cowboys can dance...well, you're right... they can't! Hello Ty Murray... BUT they sure are NICE guys and mommy says that is worth more than any dance move! (And this is why you all should vote for Ty on Monday night on Dancing With the Stars!)

I'm one serious cowboy!

To top off a great trip for KK and Albi, we had to be sure to hit one of our favorite Austin spots... Matt's El Rancho! I've been here several times before... but on the inside of mommy... she and daddy always made the trip to Matt's after buying stuff for my room at USA Baby. I must say it was good to be on the outside today!

Oh, Oh, Oh... AND... today we got to PROUDLY sport our Baylor gear around town! It is not often that Baylor fans get to show-off our green and gold around Austin... and well since we did have such a decisive victory over the Horns on Friday night, we felt it only appropriate to rub it in just a little bit more! Boy did it feel good to pull off our jackets and show our Baylor spirit!

KK and Albi forgot their Baylor clothes, but we still let them sit at our table... we know it was a simple oversight, not a change in heart! 

And that tops off the fun we had with KK and Albi on their Spring Break. This week mommy says that she and I are going to be on Spring Break and hang out in the SUNSHINE all week! Mommy talked to Dr. R about sunscreen... so it is on! Bring on the long walks on the beach (or neighborhood).

KK... Albi... I had a blast with y'all this week. Thanks for coming to see me on your days "off." I love you both so much! 

And to my Bears... you gave it your all and you made us proud! Now, it's time to show the NIT what you're made of... bring home a Championship boys! Sic 'em!

And to my Lady Bears... the door is open... let's close it on another National Championship!

Wednesday, March 11, 2009

2 Month Shots & Stats

Well, we survived... barely, but we did! Watching your child get shots in unlike any experience I've had to date... I have never heard him cry quite like that! Oh it was so sad... and his sweet little face and head were fire engine red within minutes! Oh he was so sad! And then he was just mad when we were getting him dressed, but then... oh then... when I picked him up and hugged him tight, all was better in his world! 

I have to give mad props to Justin for holding the little guy while that mean 'ol nurse stuck our little Caden! :) Actually, that mean 'ol nurse is one of the nicest nicest ladies... I know she hates giving them just as much as we hate seeing him get them!

Alright so no surprise, we've got a BIG boy on our hands! Dr. R asked Caden if Jerry Jones had been knocking on his door to sign a contract... ha! Not yet, college first Dr. R, come on now! :)

I didn't get his head circumference... I know, I know, bad mom, but I've got the height and weight, and we are above the 95th percentile in both categories so I am sure the head is no different.

2 Month Stats

Weight: 17.0 lbs
Height: 25.5 inches

Now, we're enjoying this cold rainy day inside... check out my view...

I hate to wake him up, but soon enough I'm going to have to and snuggle up with my lil man for the rest of the day! 

Sweet boy!

Tuesday, March 10, 2009

Birth Story Final Edition: Mtg. with the Chiefs

Gross... I really am tired of talking about it, but I have responded to the many questions and emails about it saying, "I'll give you details when I blog about it," and I don't want to let any of you down... so here goes...

A couple of weeks ago now, Justin and I met with the Chief of the hospital we delivered in and the Chief of Obstetrics which was our primary care doctor throughout my pregnancy. As you know I was super anxious about our meeting and wasn't quite sure that it would really do any good. I knew what kind of meeting I thought it would be although, I secretly hoped that they would surprise me and the meeting would go exactly how I would want it to... I even had a dream the night before about the meeting. The dream went something like this... "we are so sorry for all that happened, we know what pain we've caused you and even though you didn't ask for money we would like to present you with a $10,000 check... " WOAH! Nice dream, huh?

Truth be told no amount of money would make things better for us and no amount of apology or amount of sadness or reaction from the doctors could have changed our story. It is written in HIS-tory, done! My whole reason for doing all of this in the first place was to change some one else's story, to allow that doctor to choose the opposite path in the fork in the road next time she encounters this same type of situation. The process was supposed to also provide me with an outlet to deal with my anger and sadness; a way to heal!

The meeting went as well as could be expected. Justin and I sat in the big comfy chairs in the big cushy office of the chief. He in his street clothes and our doctor in his fancy white coat we sat and chatted. Of course emotions ran high as we replayed the delivery over AGAIN... they admitted to some mistakes and to A LOT of miscommunication. The mistakes they admitted to were charting mistakes and perhaps a misuse (although not entirely) of pitocin (could have used a smaller dose and waited longer to administer to give my body more time). Of course the kicker in the pitocin thing is that supposedly it was administered because of the meconnium, but they reminded me several times that the doctor was not aware of the meconnium because it was not charted correctly... so hmmm If she didn't think there was meconnium based on the charts then why, based on the charts, would she administer pitocin? What a mess! 

The chief, he was a little bit of a pompous type... he wasn't too eager to listen to my side of the story, and often was accusatory and just down right condescending... luckily my doctor was there to soften his blows and try to help him out, because I am sure the look on my face was saying, "whatever, dude... say what you want but I'm not buying it and in fact I am a little disgusted by what you are telling me." 

Example, he kept telling me how great the doctor thought I was. How intelligent and wise. How wonderful my family was, what a great bond she felt with us. She thought I was SO intelligent that she didn't need to explain anything to me... that I knew exactly why she administered pitocin (apparently, she thought I was smart enough to monitor my own dosage too, since she was at home and no one was monitoring it). Apparently, she was confused when she read that my occupation did not say OB! (Maybe ANOTHER charting error? :) ) I guess it was his futile attempt to wow me with flattery... nice try. There was no way that would work, especially since she may have said two words to us the ENTIRE delivery... not what you would call a personable doctor, which they admitted was a weakness of hers that they would work on.  Although, when I visited her in the clinic she was GREAT... so personable... the only doctor to ever ask what his name would be. Perhaps in the clinic she was in her 8 to 5 routine and not being taken away from her family?! Sigh! This was a minor issue though compared to the rest! I can deal with a cold doctor if they do a good job!

My doctor was the one who coughed up the hard stuff... like the dosage of pitocin was higher than what they normally start with and that she could have waited longer to see what my body would do. He told me her communication skills were lacking and that all doctors should tell their patients what it is and why it is that they are doing it... of course the chief interjected and said... some people just don't want to know or are well-researched like she thought you were (again... apparently reading WebMD equals a medical degree)... and then my doctor said, well too bad, we need to be telling all of our patients, whether they want to know or not. 

I had to agree with him. If she would have explained to me why she did what she did. If she really did administer the pitocin because she was worried about the meconnium and needed to speed up my labor then tell me that... don't keep telling me everything is fine and you're not worried. And if you're worried about the meconnium than you better be ready when he comes out to do something about it... but again she wasn't that worried because no other doctors were called in. Baffling, isn't it? But see if she had talked to me, tried to explain... when I looked back on things... I wouldn't have had to wonder... I would know!

So of course there were several more things that looking back that just don't make sense... apparently all of that talk about how intelligent I am was just lip service or else the chief wouldn't have tried to pull all of the things he did... fooling me with flattery, talking in circles, etc. 

In the end, I decided it was in my favor to agree that yes miscommunication was the issue... thank you for you time... I won't be seeing you for baby number two! We shook hands and hugged... and we were on our merry way. It became very clear about 30 minutes into it that there was no point to this meeting. I was just going to be more upset... they obviously were taking this seriously, and had talked to the doctor about what she could do better... so there you have it... the rest was out of my control.

Today on Oprah they are talking about medical mistakes... they are going to be interviewing Dennis Quaid about the near-fatal mistake that was made with his twins and to a woman who under went a mastectomy only to find out that she didn't even have breast cancer. Dr. Oz is going to tell us how we can avoid these types of mistakes by asking a series of questions. I know I am going to watch and see what he has to say... I don't think we can be too careful. I would rather be seen as a crazy, paranoid woman than be on Oprah as the next medical mistake... what about you?

Okay, so here's some perspective... we all make mistakes. People make mistakes. By God's sweet grace we are forgiven from those mistakes... and I am so thankful for that. I think that the doctor that delivered us is probably a fine doctor and 9 times out of 10 I bet she is pretty close to perfect... but to be that 1... it's tough! It's hard to see doctors as human, when it is our lives that they have at stake... I respect and admire the medical profession (all types) so very very much. I know that I would never want to take on that burden and honestly don't know why so many do? I don't want you all to think that I have gone through all of this without a sense of empathy or acknowledgement in the impossibility of expecting a doctor to be perfect. But with all do respect you'll have to understand the difficulty for me to find that empathy because I've experienced the imperfection first hand... to me this is a serious business. This is not retail sales, or numbers at the end of a quarter... these are people's lives, plain and simple... But truth be told, we are all entrusted with the lives of others... our children... and we too make mistakes... and will continue to... inexperience or not. The REAL truth when it comes to all of this is that we have to put our lives in the hands of the ultimate healer... the one who holds our plan in the palm of His hand. When all else is said and done, He is the only one we can truly trust... His plan is perfect!

At the end of the meeting my doctor said something that I think summed up my entire experience. He said, "Katie, you are absolutely right...you cannot trust anyone to be a better advocate for your child than you! You are their only advocate... don't forget that!" Amen!

I'm not going to be afraid to speak up... and I would encourage us all to do the same! We are our only advocates! And at the end of the day when our advocating hits a dead end... we have to look up, and ask God to intercede...He will! 

Done! Over... I have a healthy little boy, who is going for his two month check up and shots tomorrow! We'll keep you posted on our progress!

Thanks again to all of you for your support, thoughts and prayers throughout this journey! It's good to know we're loved! If there are ever ways in which we can support or pray for your family and friends, please let us know... we'd like to return the favor!

Much love!

Sunday, March 8, 2009

Pipe Dreams

Okay, so here it is ladies and gents, the moment you've all been waiting for... 

Journey back with me a few months to a post some of you may remember and others of you may not have read...Milkshake Meltdown (click here to read) So the moral of that story is think Burger King not Sonic when experiencing a milkshake craving, especially while pregnant, emotional, or particularly impatient or vulnerable.

So as if the $1 savings and the perfect thickness wasn't enough to send you back to Burger King for the ultimate milkshake, there is now one more reason...


The other night Justin, Caden and I stopped by BK on our way back from dinner with a friend... we were handed our milkshake and then this abnormally large straw... at first I thought they MUST have run out of the regular straws and they had to give us one of their back-ups... the second-stringers... BUT NO! They gave us the BK Pipe... which is the perfect tool for a milkshake lover! Check it out...

It was a little awkward at first, but once I got the hang of it, it was a fantastic addition to a great shake! So, next time you get that craving and you hear that voice in your head saying... "head to BK, not Sonic," be sure and ask for the BK Pipe... you won't be disappointed! It really is kind of hilarious, is it not? A special straw... called the BK Pipe...classic!

And this has nothing to do with Burger King, the BK Pipe or milkshakes, but is this not the cutest darn lil man you ever did see?! My little candy-striper!  

Clothing courtesy of Great Aunt Terry and Cousins Shan, Shell and Boozy!

Sweet Dreams Blog World!

Thursday, March 5, 2009

I'm Slim Shadey!

I bet you can't guess what I got in the mail today?! 

Some blue camo shades...hello ladies! Just call me Slim Shadey! Yes, I'm the real shadey! All you other slim shadies are just imitating! 

Many thanks to the Moore Family from Allen, TX for providing me with this stellar eye wear! I can't wait to wear my new overalls and shoes too! 

Hope everyone is enjoying this beautiful spring-like day! 

Stay shadey!

Monday, March 2, 2009

Where Ya Goin'?

What a weekend, what a weekend... that's right,  you guessed it... Caden here! Back from a whirlwind weekend road trip... where'd ya go, Caden?! Hold your horses, and I'll tell you...

This weekend one of the people I visited was my Great Grandmother Caroline! We had so much fun... I was a little "tied" up the last time I saw her, so it was great to be able to hang out...just the two of us. During one of our shoulder to shoulder times she was telling me a great story...

When my mommy, Cousin Boozy and Cousin Shell were kids they used to sit on a red bench in my Great Grandmother's house. They would sit there and she would ask, "Where ya goin'?" "To San Antonio," they would say! My Gram said she wasn't so sure where they got San Antonio from and it would be many years before any of them would actually get to go to San Antonio, but for one reason or another it was the most exotic place they could think of to visit! 

Joke's on them, because I made to San Antonio before I was two months old! I hit the big city in style! My daddy had a conference in San Antonio on Friday so my mommy, KK and I headed up Thursday morning so that I could spend extra time with my Great Gram who was visiting from Abilene. Daddy came after work that night, just in time for dinner at one of my mommy's favorite restaurants... Aldino's. I wore one of my fanciest polo onesies for the occasion. Check me out...

We sat out on the patio, because that is the only place mommy will let me hang out right now. She still isn't ready to let me enjoy the "real" world. Flu season-shmoo season! She does the best she can to keep us all germ free! ANYWAY... out on the patio there was a one-man band... it was just what I needed to get in a nice long nap! And when I got fussy my Uncle Josh was there to whisper me back to sleep!

The next day, while daddy was at his conference I hung out with my KK, Great Gram and Albi even took a half-day off from work to hang out with us too! Mommy says that is a HUGE deal and that he must REALLY love me if he took off from work. Mommy said he wouldn't even do that for she and my Uncle Josh... gosh Albi... I feel so honored!

Even though I'm sportin' my love of basketball, Albi thinks I will be better suited for football, so we practiced hiking the ball... we'll see maybe I'll be good at both! :) Or maybe I'll play the french horn like mommy always says, although I think she just says this to make daddy mad! 

Locker room talk with Albi: you don't want to know! 

San Antonio was great, but way too short... next time I want to stay much longer... maybe forever! :) But the Caden-show had to move on... and so we did... we packed it up and headed to...


Little me, in big 'ol Houston! I survived just fine. Mommy had to go to Houston to help throw a baby shower for my new friend Carter Scot Peterson. I am super excited to have a new friend, and this time a boy friend... no offense Ava... you're still my girl! :)

The best part about Houston was seeing my Aunt Cori and Uncle Tag! I got to go to their house and check out all of their ceiling fans... they were awesome! Much higher up than the ones at our house! After a long car ride I was ready to release my best jokes... I had the whole crowd laughing... they were in stitches... and so was I!


The next morning the Cox Family was treated to the Agnew Spa... Mommy woke up to a fresh scone and tall nonfat sugar free vanilla latte from Starbucks, her first since April 2008! Thanks Aunt Cori. Then mom left for Carter's shower and Dad and I hung out with Aunt Cori and Uncle Tag... 

Bath time with Aunt Cori was awesome...

My dad... givin' me the 'ol dry off!

Then after my morning at the spa I settled in with my Uncle Bal-, I mean Uncle Tag for a nap! I love my Uncle Tag... I hope I am big and strong like him some day... of course I hope I get to keep my hair... still not sure what happened to his... poor guy!

Oh yah... here is me with my Aunt Cori... she was going to see a chick flick after she dropped Dad and I off in The Woodlands! She actually rode in the back seat with me all the way to The Woodlands... it was SUPER fun! 

Thanks for letting me stay with you Aunt Cori and Uncle Tag... I can't wait to come back... next time I'll talk mommy and daddy into letting us stay for more than one night!

Saturday evening, mommy, daddy and I made it home... we all went to bed early and got a great night's sleep! Sunday was spent relaxing at home... and that concludes my weekend...


Bachelor Finale is on... drama, drama, drama! Molly or Melissa? Molly then Melissa? Hard to say... 

Love ya blog world!