Just look how it started....
And the weather is predicted to be high 70's, but already feel like the 80's will be crossed... Playing outside & park time - here we come...
Friday, April 30, 2010
Smiling Friday...
Today is going to be a great day...
Just look how it started....
J is getting so good at drinking from a big kid glass... I've found it actually helps him drink his milk, when really he wants to get down & run around...
And the weather is predicted to be high 70's, but already feel like the 80's will be crossed... Playing outside & park time - here we come...
Just look how it started....
And the weather is predicted to be high 70's, but already feel like the 80's will be crossed... Playing outside & park time - here we come...
Tuesday, April 27, 2010
a week ago, last Friday...
yes, I late in getting these posted. But you know, a mom's life is always busy, busy, busy...
J was able to finally share his basement fun area with a friend. A friend he specifically asked to have come play. I am just so amazed at how his little brain has grown & how much he 'gets'...
Enjoy...
J was able to finally share his basement fun area with a friend. A friend he specifically asked to have come play. I am just so amazed at how his little brain has grown & how much he 'gets'...
Enjoy...
Monday, April 26, 2010
Thursday, April 22, 2010
They say...
...IMITATION IS THE TRUEST FORM OF FLATTERY...
And I've always pretty much subscribed to this notion too. Until last Saturday, when (in public, mind you) my son pulled a stunt that was his momobviously only done in the privacy of her own home all day long. And sadly, not knowing anything else to do, I promptly removed the plate & handed it to our waiter as he passed by to check on us.
Then, last night as I was cleaning up the kitchen, I witnessed J doing it again.
What is this shame inducing imitation you ask?
This.
Yes, I've been known to lick a bowl or never mind clean. Granted I do it with decadent things like - ice cream, chocolate, cheese - especially cream cheese. My son, he'll do it with syrup (hence, Saturday's public shaming) or no sugar added applesauce. He's not picky.
And it is just not me he imitates... He gets some of it in his gene pool. You see, he followed Mr. M & Uncle Jon down the path of having furniture come crashing down as a result of him trying to scale it. Although, Mr. M - who was sleeping while I was working & thought J was sleeping too, bares no blame for this. Some how, I was supposed to *know* J would do this & teach him how dangerous it is.
Seriously!?!?!?! How exactly, would I teach a 2 year old that? :rollingmyeyes:
Oh, and by the way - J's fine. The dresser landed on his right arm, but he didn't even show any signs of bruising last night. The dresser however, needed some repairs. I think I may be investing in some wood glue to help secure stripped screws from one of drawer slider rails.
Moving on...
On to less mortifying news... It seems we've graduated from sleeping on the floor, when J wakes up a night - to moving back to his bed. Last night, J woke Mr. M & I up around 3 - something. I managed to sleep through most of it, as Mr. M was already on top of dealing with J's screaming down the hall for mommy.
J - MOMMY!
Mr. M - J, mommy is sleeping, do you need a diaper change?
J - No, MOMMY!
Mr. M - Okay J, go back to sleep, it is still sleeping time
J - sniffle, OOOOOKKKKAAAYYY
And sure enough, he went back to sleep. And when I checked on him when my alarm went off (4'ish), he was safely tucked back into his bed.
For the record, had I done my usual & gone in to comfort him - he'd have still been awake when my alarm went off & proceeded into a full out meltdown.
Daddy has mastered this task, and I am so thankful.
And I've always pretty much subscribed to this notion too. Until last Saturday, when (in public, mind you) my son pulled a stunt that was his mom
Then, last night as I was cleaning up the kitchen, I witnessed J doing it again.
What is this shame inducing imitation you ask?
This.
Yes, I've been known to lick a bowl or never mind clean. Granted I do it with decadent things like - ice cream, chocolate, cheese - especially cream cheese. My son, he'll do it with syrup (hence, Saturday's public shaming) or no sugar added applesauce. He's not picky.
And it is just not me he imitates... He gets some of it in his gene pool. You see, he followed Mr. M & Uncle Jon down the path of having furniture come crashing down as a result of him trying to scale it. Although, Mr. M - who was sleeping while I was working & thought J was sleeping too, bares no blame for this. Some how, I was supposed to *know* J would do this & teach him how dangerous it is.
Seriously!?!?!?! How exactly, would I teach a 2 year old that? :rollingmyeyes:
Oh, and by the way - J's fine. The dresser landed on his right arm, but he didn't even show any signs of bruising last night. The dresser however, needed some repairs. I think I may be investing in some wood glue to help secure stripped screws from one of drawer slider rails.
Moving on...
On to less mortifying news... It seems we've graduated from sleeping on the floor, when J wakes up a night - to moving back to his bed. Last night, J woke Mr. M & I up around 3 - something. I managed to sleep through most of it, as Mr. M was already on top of dealing with J's screaming down the hall for mommy.
J - MOMMY!
Mr. M - J, mommy is sleeping, do you need a diaper change?
J - No, MOMMY!
Mr. M - Okay J, go back to sleep, it is still sleeping time
J - sniffle, OOOOOKKKKAAAYYY
And sure enough, he went back to sleep. And when I checked on him when my alarm went off (4'ish), he was safely tucked back into his bed.
For the record, had I done my usual & gone in to comfort him - he'd have still been awake when my alarm went off & proceeded into a full out meltdown.
Daddy has mastered this task, and I am so thankful.
Wednesday, April 21, 2010
Surviving the Car Wash
I'm not sure why, but J has become scared of the car wash.
Probably because I rarely use it.
oh be quiet, if you worked where I do - you'd know it is pointless because the next day I go to work, I will get a layer of who knows what raw material coating my car in a layer of dust
However, since Spring is still new here, I've been better about trying to keep my car clean. So I took it for a swing through after getting gas on Saturday.
Probably because I rarely use it.
oh be quiet, if you worked where I do - you'd know it is pointless because the next day I go to work, I will get a layer of who knows what raw material coating my car in a layer of dust
However, since Spring is still new here, I've been better about trying to keep my car clean. So I took it for a swing through after getting gas on Saturday.
And J managed to find a way to make it through without doing much more than a small whimper.
Granted, it took my hand, and he was not hapy when I moved it to drive forward.
However, he was so happy when I said "All done"
Wow... I just realized, he still looks pretty distressed.
Tuesday, April 20, 2010
Spring Blooms
I know this is not technically about J, but I have to share...
The year Mr. M & I moved into our house, my grandmother P passed away. I've always loved lilac bushes, and as a way to remember her, my parents dug up some of her bushes for me to transplant.
For that summer, and the next three summers, I've been so worried they wouldn't make it. That they would never bloom.
This summer, I'm relieved and happy to share... They are blooming!
The year Mr. M & I moved into our house, my grandmother P passed away. I've always loved lilac bushes, and as a way to remember her, my parents dug up some of her bushes for me to transplant.
For that summer, and the next three summers, I've been so worried they wouldn't make it. That they would never bloom.
This summer, I'm relieved and happy to share... They are blooming!
Monday, April 19, 2010
Constantly Changing...
J keeps me on my toes. Constantly.
His mind is growing at lightening speed. All of the sudden, airplanes (a-panes) have become a reason to shout out in the car. Great for driving, let me tell you. Repeating what you say.
On Sunday, he thanked the lady for holding the door for us to leave the bagel shop, without prompting.
And all Mommy could think is "Wow! How cool, things are sticking!"
Yet, some things don't change. He loves to wear Daddy's hats, he just fits into them better these days. And he loves his remotes.
And finally so cool big news...
J went to sleep around 7 last night, waking up at 8:30 to ask for the potty. We've started making big praise deal out of his pottying on the potty. But we are not pushing this, as I'm not ready to make it a fight.
Especially since it took till 11 to get him back to sleep.
But in honor of this event, I think we will be trying out our Thomas big boy pants soon to see how he does. He has demonstrated full understanding of not pottying without a diaper on at all, so it'll be interesting to see how quickly he picks up on his big boy pants...
His mind is growing at lightening speed. All of the sudden, airplanes (a-panes) have become a reason to shout out in the car. Great for driving, let me tell you. Repeating what you say.
On Sunday, he thanked the lady for holding the door for us to leave the bagel shop, without prompting.
And all Mommy could think is "Wow! How cool, things are sticking!"
Yet, some things don't change. He loves to wear Daddy's hats, he just fits into them better these days. And he loves his remotes.
J went to sleep around 7 last night, waking up at 8:30 to ask for the potty. We've started making big praise deal out of his pottying on the potty. But we are not pushing this, as I'm not ready to make it a fight.
Especially since it took till 11 to get him back to sleep.
But in honor of this event, I think we will be trying out our Thomas big boy pants soon to see how he does. He has demonstrated full understanding of not pottying without a diaper on at all, so it'll be interesting to see how quickly he picks up on his big boy pants...
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