The three boys having fun.
Miss AK sticking her tongue out.
Friday, February 27, 2009
Z can sleep through anything
We had AM, AK and H over today for a playdate and Z slept through the ENTIRE play session including children yelling in the room next to where Z was sleeping, and generally just making a good 'ol racket in the process of having a good 'ol time. Z finally decided to wake up after 3.5 hours of sleep in a fantastic mood. He nursed for a bit, then had the largest solid food meal he's ever had, nursed a bit more and then played for 2 hours before finally retiring for his afternoon siesta. Of course, A was napping during Z's awake time, so I didn't have a chance to nap myself. Oh well. Below are pics from the play session this moring. Are these cute kids or what?
The three boys having fun.
Miss AK sticking her tongue out.
The three boys having fun.
Miss AK sticking her tongue out.
Big boy racecar bed!
Potty time is upon us
So, I'm trying to potty train A. He's got a chart where he gets to put stickers for things he does like simply sitting on his potty, flushing the big toilet, and washing his hands. And, he gets M&Ms for higher-level tasks like sitting on his potty with a naked tushy. Today, I told him I'd give him 3 M&Ms if he pooped on the potty. No poop, but man are the wheels in his head turning.
I anticipate that we'll have him potty trained by age 18 although he might have dentures after having lost all of his teeth from eating too many M&Ms. :-)
Monday, February 23, 2009
Trinkle, Trinkle, Liller 'tar
More A-ism's and associated stories:
Singing Twinkle Twinkle Little Star today in the car: Trinkle, Trinkle, Liller 'tar
A's new thing is to tell me that Z is too little to do things, like eating, talking, and walking. And any time Z makes any sort of noise, happy or not, A either says that Z is 'plaining (complaining) or crying.
I like to knit and crochet, and A has started to pretend to knit with his shoe laces while saying "I knitting".
A has a habit of saying "I love you. I really, really do." although it sounds more like "I lub you. I weally, weally do."
Overheard: While changing A's diaper yesterday AM, A was telling his Cookie Monster doll that he was A's best friend. Then he proceeded to tell Cookie that he loved him "a really lot".
Singing Twinkle Twinkle Little Star today in the car: Trinkle, Trinkle, Liller 'tar
A's new thing is to tell me that Z is too little to do things, like eating, talking, and walking. And any time Z makes any sort of noise, happy or not, A either says that Z is 'plaining (complaining) or crying.
I like to knit and crochet, and A has started to pretend to knit with his shoe laces while saying "I knitting".
A has a habit of saying "I love you. I really, really do." although it sounds more like "I lub you. I weally, weally do."
Overheard: While changing A's diaper yesterday AM, A was telling his Cookie Monster doll that he was A's best friend. Then he proceeded to tell Cookie that he loved him "a really lot".
Tuesday, February 17, 2009
mid-Feb Update
Ugh! We're still sick. A's eyes are starting to get goopy again. Z's nose won't stop running. My ears haven't popped in over a week from a trip to CA we took. I'm ready to be healthy and hope my doctor chooses to assist us in this endeavor during a family doctor's appointment tomorrow. Wish us luck and antibiotics!
Speaking of tomorrow reminds me that Z turns 5 months old tomorrow. I can't believe it. He's a tall kiddo with just enough baby fat, and a ready smile. And his giggles kill me. He's not always free with the giggles, but he's happy to share a smile almost any time of the day or night. His latest giggle inducer is to throw him up in the air and catch him. That turns the giggles on these days. It also makes me wonder what the kid is going to want to do for thrills when he gets older. Oy!
A's best buddy, AM, has been here for a play date every afternoon for the last 4 days. Yesterday, A told him "I love you" as they were hugging good-bye. It had to be the cutest thing ever. And today, when I told A that AM was coming over again, he said "I loves my buddy, Mommy." Of course, they like to hit, push, shove, and tackle each other during their play sessions, but I guess I should be happy that at least it's done with love.
As AM was leaving today, I accidentally smashed A's hand in between the door and the door jam. He was understandably hurt and upset, but after a bit of orange juice, he was practically as good as new. However, during the tearful first moments of pain, I made the mistake (?) of telling him he could have whatever he wanted for dinner instead of the chicken, rice and cheese casserole I had made. So, once in his seat and happily drinking his O.J., he asked to watch a video and eat cookies. I'm not that much of a sucker, so he only got a PB&J, but man, I think he's already learned the fine art of taking advantage of a situation.
One of my big take-aways from this experience, besides being a bit more cautious of what I offer up for make-you-feel-better favors, is that my oldest son is no wimp! I mean, how many grown men would've still been complaining about a smushed hand two days after said event, and here is my son totally composed after just 5 minutes.
One last precious moment, then I'm off to bed to try to make up for the 4 wake-up sessions with Mr. Z last night (yes! I'm going to bed at 8pm): after dinner, I was still finishing up my serving of the casserole and A was done with his sandwich, so I let him listen to his "Six little ducks" CD, and he stood there turning the pages of his book and making the motions with his hands. He's a bit shy at the library kiddo time when they sing and act out this song, but he was very confident doing it in our hearth room tonight. I love that he loves books and music, and that he's just his own littler person.
What a wonderful journey parenthood is.
Speaking of tomorrow reminds me that Z turns 5 months old tomorrow. I can't believe it. He's a tall kiddo with just enough baby fat, and a ready smile. And his giggles kill me. He's not always free with the giggles, but he's happy to share a smile almost any time of the day or night. His latest giggle inducer is to throw him up in the air and catch him. That turns the giggles on these days. It also makes me wonder what the kid is going to want to do for thrills when he gets older. Oy!
A's best buddy, AM, has been here for a play date every afternoon for the last 4 days. Yesterday, A told him "I love you" as they were hugging good-bye. It had to be the cutest thing ever. And today, when I told A that AM was coming over again, he said "I loves my buddy, Mommy." Of course, they like to hit, push, shove, and tackle each other during their play sessions, but I guess I should be happy that at least it's done with love.
As AM was leaving today, I accidentally smashed A's hand in between the door and the door jam. He was understandably hurt and upset, but after a bit of orange juice, he was practically as good as new. However, during the tearful first moments of pain, I made the mistake (?) of telling him he could have whatever he wanted for dinner instead of the chicken, rice and cheese casserole I had made. So, once in his seat and happily drinking his O.J., he asked to watch a video and eat cookies. I'm not that much of a sucker, so he only got a PB&J, but man, I think he's already learned the fine art of taking advantage of a situation.
One of my big take-aways from this experience, besides being a bit more cautious of what I offer up for make-you-feel-better favors, is that my oldest son is no wimp! I mean, how many grown men would've still been complaining about a smushed hand two days after said event, and here is my son totally composed after just 5 minutes.
One last precious moment, then I'm off to bed to try to make up for the 4 wake-up sessions with Mr. Z last night (yes! I'm going to bed at 8pm): after dinner, I was still finishing up my serving of the casserole and A was done with his sandwich, so I let him listen to his "Six little ducks" CD, and he stood there turning the pages of his book and making the motions with his hands. He's a bit shy at the library kiddo time when they sing and act out this song, but he was very confident doing it in our hearth room tonight. I love that he loves books and music, and that he's just his own littler person.
What a wonderful journey parenthood is.
Saturday, February 14, 2009
First Update of 2009
A is up in his room playing; apparently nap time is over. Good thing Z is still asleep. I wish they would go back to at least 1 hour of good overlap sleeping so that I could catch a bit myself. *sigh*
So, it's time for Momma to get off her tush and start blogging again for my kiddos. The title of this blog is an example of one of A's current pronunciation's of words that's unique to him. I hesitate to say "wrong" because I don't think there's anything wrong about it. It's just him... today. I'm sure before I know it, he'll be telling me all the stuff I don't know how to pronounce when he gets to school. So for now, I'll simply try to share stories of my boys days and some of the fun or funny things they say.
We have a few friends named Adam, but A says "Abum". When he burps, he says "Excuse Meese" (apparently there's more than one kid in there). :) And of course, there's the teddy bear whose name is Tebby Dare. I love that one.
So, little things about my boys:
- A is in a limited sleeping/napping phase. Most naps, if i can actually get him to stay in bed long enough for the exhaustion to put him to sleep, last less than 2 hours. They used to last at least 2-3 hours. And night time has become the time to delay getting in bed as long as possible, often including play time jumping from his bed to the floor and shaking the lights in the dining room.
- A, during these times of confinement to his bedroom but lack of interest in sleep, has started to use the full box of diapers and wipes I sometimes stash in there as step stools so that he can touch things I'd prefer he not. For instance, he was able to get a bottle of lotion down from a shelf. What did he decide to do with said lotion, you might ask. Well, he decided his stuffed Elmo doll had dry skin and needed lotion. Yes, half a bottle of lotion later and Elmo is saturated. At least he smells good. But A somehow misplaced the lid, so although I placed the lotion a higher shelf, I wonder what else will eventually be lotioned up.
- Z is doing great. I've given up on putting him on a strict schedule because it just stresses us both out, and instead I'm just focusing on reading his cues and working within a general guideline for sleep (2 to 3 naps a day at 1-2 hours per nap), and a fairly regular bedtime of 7pm give or take 15 mins. It seems to be working. He's busy learning how to reach for objects, talking up a storm, rolling back-to-belly and belly-to-back, and scooting around like an inchworm. I'm trying to prepare myself for an early crawler, and possibly an early walker. Regardless of my preparation or lack there of, it will happen, so I'll deal with it. The best thing is that he smiles, full face, open mouth smiles all the time. Which is good because he's still getting up between 1 and 3 times every night to feed, so I need the smiles to remind me that it's worth the sleep deprivation.
That's it from our house for now. If you're on skype and want to video conference, send me an email and we'll get it set up.
Love from us. - C
So, it's time for Momma to get off her tush and start blogging again for my kiddos. The title of this blog is an example of one of A's current pronunciation's of words that's unique to him. I hesitate to say "wrong" because I don't think there's anything wrong about it. It's just him... today. I'm sure before I know it, he'll be telling me all the stuff I don't know how to pronounce when he gets to school. So for now, I'll simply try to share stories of my boys days and some of the fun or funny things they say.
We have a few friends named Adam, but A says "Abum". When he burps, he says "Excuse Meese" (apparently there's more than one kid in there). :) And of course, there's the teddy bear whose name is Tebby Dare. I love that one.
So, little things about my boys:
- A is in a limited sleeping/napping phase. Most naps, if i can actually get him to stay in bed long enough for the exhaustion to put him to sleep, last less than 2 hours. They used to last at least 2-3 hours. And night time has become the time to delay getting in bed as long as possible, often including play time jumping from his bed to the floor and shaking the lights in the dining room.
- A, during these times of confinement to his bedroom but lack of interest in sleep, has started to use the full box of diapers and wipes I sometimes stash in there as step stools so that he can touch things I'd prefer he not. For instance, he was able to get a bottle of lotion down from a shelf. What did he decide to do with said lotion, you might ask. Well, he decided his stuffed Elmo doll had dry skin and needed lotion. Yes, half a bottle of lotion later and Elmo is saturated. At least he smells good. But A somehow misplaced the lid, so although I placed the lotion a higher shelf, I wonder what else will eventually be lotioned up.
- Z is doing great. I've given up on putting him on a strict schedule because it just stresses us both out, and instead I'm just focusing on reading his cues and working within a general guideline for sleep (2 to 3 naps a day at 1-2 hours per nap), and a fairly regular bedtime of 7pm give or take 15 mins. It seems to be working. He's busy learning how to reach for objects, talking up a storm, rolling back-to-belly and belly-to-back, and scooting around like an inchworm. I'm trying to prepare myself for an early crawler, and possibly an early walker. Regardless of my preparation or lack there of, it will happen, so I'll deal with it. The best thing is that he smiles, full face, open mouth smiles all the time. Which is good because he's still getting up between 1 and 3 times every night to feed, so I need the smiles to remind me that it's worth the sleep deprivation.
That's it from our house for now. If you're on skype and want to video conference, send me an email and we'll get it set up.
Love from us. - C
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