Thursday, January 26, 2012
Tuesday, January 17, 2012
AT-AT
It seems as if Sunday was the tipping point. Before that day Isaac crawled more than walked. After, he has been walking more often than crawling. he's-a-growin' up.
Tuesday, January 10, 2012
changes.
Few things make parents as happy as when a spawnling starts making regular, drama free deposits into a toilet or toilet-like facility. Such is the milestone that we have reached recently with Everett.
He went cold-turkey on diapers the day after christmas and hasn't worn them since. After two days we were confident enough to send him to school. After 4 days he left for a weekend stay with the grandparents. There have been accidents, of course, but they have been few and manageable.
We are proud.
Isaac has been reaching milestones of his own. He has started communicating in monosyllables. He is able to indicate milk, mom, dad and ball. However milk and mom get confusing at times.
Isaac is also beginning to walk. His longest stretch of unassisted bipedalry is around 10 steps or 6-7 feet. he's getting into everything.
Things are starting to calm down relative to the holidays. I've been obsessing over basketball. Life is good.
He went cold-turkey on diapers the day after christmas and hasn't worn them since. After two days we were confident enough to send him to school. After 4 days he left for a weekend stay with the grandparents. There have been accidents, of course, but they have been few and manageable.
We are proud.
Isaac has been reaching milestones of his own. He has started communicating in monosyllables. He is able to indicate milk, mom, dad and ball. However milk and mom get confusing at times.
Isaac is also beginning to walk. His longest stretch of unassisted bipedalry is around 10 steps or 6-7 feet. he's getting into everything.
Things are starting to calm down relative to the holidays. I've been obsessing over basketball. Life is good.
Sunday, January 8, 2012
Everett vs. Isaac
Everett - Introverted (Kirk)
- Happy as a clam to play by himself
- Gets mad when Isaac tries to play with him
- Cousins come over and instead of playing with them, goes to the basement to play
Isaac - Extroverted (Abby)
- Wants to be around everyone; If someone leaves the room and he feels left out, he will crawl as fast as he can to follow
- Always wants to be in the center of everything
- If anyone offers to hold him, he practically jumps into their arms
It's amazing how different these kids are.
- Happy as a clam to play by himself
- Gets mad when Isaac tries to play with him
- Cousins come over and instead of playing with them, goes to the basement to play
Isaac - Extroverted (Abby)
- Wants to be around everyone; If someone leaves the room and he feels left out, he will crawl as fast as he can to follow
- Always wants to be in the center of everything
- If anyone offers to hold him, he practically jumps into their arms
It's amazing how different these kids are.
Friday, December 16, 2011
Isaac, I'm sorry your birthday wasn't eventful.
Dear Isaac,
You are one year old today. Go you, surviving this crazy world we live in for a full year.
First off, I would like to apologize that your birthday kind of sucked today. Your daddy had a 102-ish fever for most of the day today and when I was on the fence of having your cousins over as a result, daycare called to say that your brother just majorly vomited. Good times. We hopefully will be really celebrating your birthday on Sunday. Your cake will just have to wait.
But going back to you...you are awesome. You are loud, you are demanding, you are forceful, and you are strong. You even crawl with such vigor and force. You often times eye something, put your head down, and crawl as fast as you can to it, regardless of what's in your way. If you run into something, you either crawl over it or pick it up and throw it as far as you can. One of my favorite things you do is go to our TV stand, open up the side with the DVDs, pick out each one, look at it, and slam it down on the ground as you scream. Another funny thing you do is anytime we see a mirror, even in a book, you try to eat your face. I'm not sure if you are giving yourself a kiss, because you are so dang cute, but it's funny every time.
The past few months you've shown your preference for your mom. Most days, I love it...(on the occasional day, I just want to hide!) No one else will do. In fact, your first word was mama. If you see me, you put your head down and crawl as fast as you can towards me, sometimes yelling mamamamamamama. I love holding you, despite the fact you are a huge 24 pound baby.
Your second word was just last week when you waved and said bye-bye to Ms. Jenny on cue. Speaking of Ms. Jenny, we recently switched to a daycare and it was a rough transition. And frankly still is, because we can't get ahead of our sickness. You've been sick a lot the past couple months, but despite that, I've been impressed with your resilience. As a part of that switch, you moved to a cup and off of formula with little incident (other than that whole milk sensitivity thing).
You love Muslin blankets, the Peek-a-who book, anything that plays music, Soymilk, the school bus that plays "The wheels on the bus", Mom, baths, throwing food on the floor, people watching, tackling your dad & brother, and cats.
You hate diaper changes, putting on clothes, and wearing your winter coat and you make sure I know that everyday.
You keep on rocking with your bad self. We love you and we are way excited about the little boy you are becoming.
Love you,
Mom
You are one year old today. Go you, surviving this crazy world we live in for a full year.
First off, I would like to apologize that your birthday kind of sucked today. Your daddy had a 102-ish fever for most of the day today and when I was on the fence of having your cousins over as a result, daycare called to say that your brother just majorly vomited. Good times. We hopefully will be really celebrating your birthday on Sunday. Your cake will just have to wait.
But going back to you...you are awesome. You are loud, you are demanding, you are forceful, and you are strong. You even crawl with such vigor and force. You often times eye something, put your head down, and crawl as fast as you can to it, regardless of what's in your way. If you run into something, you either crawl over it or pick it up and throw it as far as you can. One of my favorite things you do is go to our TV stand, open up the side with the DVDs, pick out each one, look at it, and slam it down on the ground as you scream. Another funny thing you do is anytime we see a mirror, even in a book, you try to eat your face. I'm not sure if you are giving yourself a kiss, because you are so dang cute, but it's funny every time.
The past few months you've shown your preference for your mom. Most days, I love it...(on the occasional day, I just want to hide!) No one else will do. In fact, your first word was mama. If you see me, you put your head down and crawl as fast as you can towards me, sometimes yelling mamamamamamama. I love holding you, despite the fact you are a huge 24 pound baby.
Your second word was just last week when you waved and said bye-bye to Ms. Jenny on cue. Speaking of Ms. Jenny, we recently switched to a daycare and it was a rough transition. And frankly still is, because we can't get ahead of our sickness. You've been sick a lot the past couple months, but despite that, I've been impressed with your resilience. As a part of that switch, you moved to a cup and off of formula with little incident (other than that whole milk sensitivity thing).
You love Muslin blankets, the Peek-a-who book, anything that plays music, Soymilk, the school bus that plays "The wheels on the bus", Mom, baths, throwing food on the floor, people watching, tackling your dad & brother, and cats.
You hate diaper changes, putting on clothes, and wearing your winter coat and you make sure I know that everyday.
You keep on rocking with your bad self. We love you and we are way excited about the little boy you are becoming.
Love you,
Mom
Saturday, December 10, 2011
It's 10pm
[door opens upstairs]
"Dad, I get 11 sleepies"
"You need 60 sleepies"
"Oh, ok"
[door closes]
....
[door opens 1 minute later]
"Dad, i get 60 sleepies!"
"Dad, I get 11 sleepies"
"You need 60 sleepies"
"Oh, ok"
[door closes]
....
[door opens 1 minute later]
"Dad, i get 60 sleepies!"
Friday, September 30, 2011
Monday, August 15, 2011
We have ourselves a crawler.
Go Isaac! He started on Friday, but is now very much on the move.
While I know pretty much every baby in the whole entire world crawls at one point, I'm still a proud mom.
This post is bought to you by my guilt of him not having a baby book. I need to document it *somewhere*.
While I know pretty much every baby in the whole entire world crawls at one point, I'm still a proud mom.
This post is bought to you by my guilt of him not having a baby book. I need to document it *somewhere*.
Tuesday, August 9, 2011
too smart for me
A little while ago we let Everett know that he can get out of bed if he needs something. We didn't want him to feel like he was in a pen when he was in his room. The seasoned parents among you know what happens next.
First came getting out of bed at various points in the A.M. Then came the "I'm going to hang out with mom and dad in their bed" phase. And later came his realization that he didn't need stay in bed if he didn't want to when we put him down at night. This led to fun games to entice him to stay there.
It's a clock that changes its display when it's time to sleep or wake up. It even comes with a cute little book to help explain the virtues of sleeping when you're supposed to sleep and waking up when you're supposed to wake up.
So I bought it without much delay and it arrived today. Before bed I showed it to Everett and explained that "you stay in bed and sleep when it's blue and you wake up and get out of bed when it's yellow". He repeats what I told him to prove that he understands the arrangement and then says:
"Daddy push the button and make it wake up time"
Dammit.
So I bought it without much delay and it arrived today. Before bed I showed it to Everett and explained that "you stay in bed and sleep when it's blue and you wake up and get out of bed when it's yellow". He repeats what I told him to prove that he understands the arrangement and then says:
"Daddy push the button and make it wake up time"
Dammit.
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