Compromises

Nick has always complained about our living room set. We bought our sofas about 4 years ago when we moved to Florida. When we moved back they fit nicely into our house and matched well. I bought this rug.... I don't know how to describe it... it's a little retro I guess. It's brown with fall looking flowers on it. I love it. and I used this very old green distressed trunk that I got from my mom for our coffee table (it was my great or great-great-grandmothers- not sure?). I am obsessed with the trunk. It is definitely my favorite piece of furniture in myhouse... and Nick HATES the trunk. He thinks it takes up too much space and he hated that ourrecliningleather chair doesn't fit in here. It currently lives in the garage with the other mis-matched furniture. I finally gave in and agreed to get new furniture even though there is nothing wrong with what we have. I am just tired of hearing Nick complain about it. We originally set out to buy a leather sectional with a recliner built in. This was his wish list. We went to about six furniture stores and I couldn't find anything we could agree on. Nick and I have VERY different taste in furniture (he decorated the extra garage). We ended upgetting the exact opposite of what we went shopping for, but it is a sectional. a fabric sectional with a funky little corner.... it's A-mazing! Very comfortable and very well made. It was a little pricier than we wanted but he said I could get it if we replaced the trunk for a round cocktail table. It is copper with distressed wood and ironwork... I talked myself into getting it and I think it will look great. I am VERY sad about not having the trunk in the living room but I will make a place for it somewhere else. :( Didn't tell Nick that of course! lol So, moral of the story... Compromise is a great thing. I gave a little and still ended up getting what I wanted... :) I will let Nick stick to decorating the yard and garage with all the beer clocks and LSU posters his heart desires. The sofa and table get delivered next Tuesday. It's a bit bittersweet. I go back to work next week, so I have something to look forward to andsomething I am absolutely dreading.

I am sure going back to work won't be as bad as I am imagining it being. It just breaks my heart to leave Grant! They are only little once. At least I had 12 weeks with him and we get off early enough to spend time with him after work. Poor Nick gets home so late I feel like he hardly sees him. I hate that.

Speaking of the bebe... He is doing well! He went almost 9 hours between feedings the other day. I think it is because he was held and played with all day and wore out at the party. Emma got her first communion and we spent all day and into the night at his sisters house. They put all the kids to bed and we had Deuce juice ;) and caught up. Oh, how I miss the days when we could do that often, he really has such a great family. Anyways, back to Grant :) He weighs about 14.5 pounds now but really doesn't look that big. He smiles at me a lot and loves his papa's voice too. He finally started tracking things which made me feel better.He brightens my day with every smirk. Nick and I just love him so much! Even when he doesn't like to sleep.:)The past few months have gone by so fast, before we know it he won't be a baby anymore. I have been trying to video as much as possible. I am just so worried I will forget what he was like when he was this little. Enjoying every day, making memories, and loving life.

Here are a few videos and pictures of life lately:

Trying to get Grant to sleep:

Trying to roll over- mean mommy!

Just playing around