Hey there, little man! Your vocabulary is growing! Here's what you've been saying, and what it means:
Woowwww, wowww: I just did something cool!
Daggun!: This is exciting!
Ahhh?: I want some of that.
Nuh-uh: No, I am not going to do what you asked me to do.
Burr: Bird
Bah: Ball
Booh: Book
All: Owl
Per: Peeper
At?: What's that?
Da-dirt!: I see a car!
Grrrrr, grrrr!: I see a truck!
Eeeooo, eeeooo: I see a cat!
AHHHEEEEEE!: Don't touch what I'm touching!
Uh-oh-oh: I dropped something, intentionally or otherwise.
Mom-mom-mom: Fix it.
Ha ha!: Ha ha!
You learn something new - or lots of somethings - every day. Right now you are playing and saying "Wow, oh wow, oh wow!" That's one of my favorite things to hear. You must have gotten it from Daddy or me, obviously. We have already started spelling words so we don't get your hopes up. You know what it means when we say "outside" or "walk". We're having a drought and a heat wave this summer, and it's been so very hot that we haven't been able to go outside much. As a result, Daddy and I spell those words.
My smart boy, you also know what I mean when I say "There's a big truck outside!" You race to the window to see it. You love big trucks! Construction equipment is even better. So it was very exciting for you when the water main blew at the corner of the street this week, and a giant front end loader was parked in front of our house. I took you outside and you touched it. It was a big moment in your week!
We're going to church today. Try no to be too vocal during services. Though I don't think anyone would mind hearing you say "Wowww, oh wowww, oh wowww!" It is completely adorable.
XOXOXO
Mom
Saturday, July 28, 2012
Wednesday, July 18, 2012
Everything is just a phase
Doodle-doo,
You grew again. A few days ago I thought you were plumping up a bit - your cheeks were rounder and your tummy stuck out a little more; you were eating quite well. Then I noticed yesterday that you were suddenly bigger. You're definitely taller and you even feel heavier. When did you do that, sweetheart?
You've extended mercy on the parmesan cheese and you leave it in the fridge now. Lately when I open the fridge, you like to assist me in closing it. It is so helpful, as you know.
These days, you come into the kitchen any time you hear me filling a glass of water. You'd like some, thank you. You understand me well enough that you now permit me to take a drink of my own water before insisting you have your own swizzle. Thank you for that.
On the flip side, you've watched me fill my glass with water so many times using the dispenser in the door of the fridge that you know how to do it yourself. You put your sippy cup up to the water dispenser yesterday and it shot water all over the fridge and the floor. This must be why there is a "Lockout" option on the dispenser. We use it now.
Your 16-month stats: 31 inches long (I'm going to have to measure you again!) and 22.5 pounds.
New this month: You give kisses! I learned this by accident. We were reading the "Elmo Loves You" book. At the end, Elmo asks if you will give him a kiss. And right after I read that line, you kissed him! So now Mom and Dad ask for kisses all the time and we love them. You just lean in and touch our face with yours. No lip-smacking sounds yet. So cute.
All your molars are pushing on your gums. It bothers you some, and I can feel them making ridges under your gums. Poor baby. We feed you ice cream to soothe your mouth and we've still got you wearing your teething necklace. You also eat Hyland's Teething Tablets. It helps.
I love you darling! Here's a kiss from Mom.
<KISS>
You grew again. A few days ago I thought you were plumping up a bit - your cheeks were rounder and your tummy stuck out a little more; you were eating quite well. Then I noticed yesterday that you were suddenly bigger. You're definitely taller and you even feel heavier. When did you do that, sweetheart?
You've extended mercy on the parmesan cheese and you leave it in the fridge now. Lately when I open the fridge, you like to assist me in closing it. It is so helpful, as you know.
These days, you come into the kitchen any time you hear me filling a glass of water. You'd like some, thank you. You understand me well enough that you now permit me to take a drink of my own water before insisting you have your own swizzle. Thank you for that.
On the flip side, you've watched me fill my glass with water so many times using the dispenser in the door of the fridge that you know how to do it yourself. You put your sippy cup up to the water dispenser yesterday and it shot water all over the fridge and the floor. This must be why there is a "Lockout" option on the dispenser. We use it now.
Your 16-month stats: 31 inches long (I'm going to have to measure you again!) and 22.5 pounds.
New this month: You give kisses! I learned this by accident. We were reading the "Elmo Loves You" book. At the end, Elmo asks if you will give him a kiss. And right after I read that line, you kissed him! So now Mom and Dad ask for kisses all the time and we love them. You just lean in and touch our face with yours. No lip-smacking sounds yet. So cute.
All your molars are pushing on your gums. It bothers you some, and I can feel them making ridges under your gums. Poor baby. We feed you ice cream to soothe your mouth and we've still got you wearing your teething necklace. You also eat Hyland's Teething Tablets. It helps.
I love you darling! Here's a kiss from Mom.
<KISS>
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| This picture makes my heart burst! |
Monday, July 2, 2012
The parmesan is missing again
Tiny thieving baby,
You are so quick and clever. When I open the refrigerator to get a single item, you usually race to the fridge and swipe the parmesan cheese from its spot on a low shelf. You know right where it is and you snatch it so fast! You parade your stolen goods around the house with glee. I used to try to stop you, but I now find it very funny.
Also, YOU are very funny. You've developed quite a sense of humor. You like to run around wearing a hooded towel like a cape. You smash your face into the couch cushions and giggle. You growl. You spin in circles until you make yourself dizzy. We have so much fun with you!
At dinner time you have been more adventuresome lately. You are willing to eat carrots, green beans, hamburger meat, and more. You often eat eggs for breakfast. Sometimes you even seem tired of cheese, which is amazing. I think your taste buds must be educating you. Food is good! Cheese is not the only food in the world! Let's eat!
You say a few words: "walk", "no", and "momma". You also make some appropriate sounds, like "moo" when you see a cow, and "woof woof" when you see a dog. You love to see dogs! You go apes over your "Brown Bear, Brown Bear, What do you See?" book. I think it's your favorite book, but you really love books.
Now. This morning you waltzed into the kitchen and didn't come back right away. That isn't like you. I heard too much silence, so I went in to check... and I found you standing on the third step down the stairs toward the laundry room. What a heart attack! Clearly, you can handle stairs, or I would have heard a whole bunch of noise as you tumbled down them. But your momma is not ready for you to be going down stairs. Not at all. So please let's not do that again for a while.
All my love,
Mom
You are so quick and clever. When I open the refrigerator to get a single item, you usually race to the fridge and swipe the parmesan cheese from its spot on a low shelf. You know right where it is and you snatch it so fast! You parade your stolen goods around the house with glee. I used to try to stop you, but I now find it very funny.
Also, YOU are very funny. You've developed quite a sense of humor. You like to run around wearing a hooded towel like a cape. You smash your face into the couch cushions and giggle. You growl. You spin in circles until you make yourself dizzy. We have so much fun with you!
At dinner time you have been more adventuresome lately. You are willing to eat carrots, green beans, hamburger meat, and more. You often eat eggs for breakfast. Sometimes you even seem tired of cheese, which is amazing. I think your taste buds must be educating you. Food is good! Cheese is not the only food in the world! Let's eat!
You say a few words: "walk", "no", and "momma". You also make some appropriate sounds, like "moo" when you see a cow, and "woof woof" when you see a dog. You love to see dogs! You go apes over your "Brown Bear, Brown Bear, What do you See?" book. I think it's your favorite book, but you really love books.
Now. This morning you waltzed into the kitchen and didn't come back right away. That isn't like you. I heard too much silence, so I went in to check... and I found you standing on the third step down the stairs toward the laundry room. What a heart attack! Clearly, you can handle stairs, or I would have heard a whole bunch of noise as you tumbled down them. But your momma is not ready for you to be going down stairs. Not at all. So please let's not do that again for a while.
All my love,
Mom
Sunday, June 17, 2012
It's Father's Day!
It's Father's Day, baby!
You gave Daddy a package of underwear, which is a family tradition I am passing along to you. Each Father's Day, my siblings and I would give our dad these three things: a pack of underwear, a pack of socks, and a Chunky bar. Your daddy would not like the Chunky bar. (It has raisins! He hates those.) And he doesn't currently need socks. By next year, he surely will!
You love Daddy. You LOVE Daddy. You think he is tons of fun. (After all, he never makes you take naps.) And he is really soft on you. You know what he did this Father's Day? He bought you a swimming pool. And not just a tiny pool, but an inflatable "family size" pool that gets up to 18 inches deep. He loves you!
When you are older, I hope you will be a lot like your daddy. He is kind, gentle, patient and friendly. He's also very smart, which you are, too. Many, many people love your dad. They will love you, too.
When you're big enough to go fishing with your daddy, ask him to tell you the story about the big bass that got away when we were fishing in Arkansas. He probably can't wait to go fishing with you.
Until then, you and your daddy have stuff to do! Trucks to push! Balls to throw! Breakfast to eat together! (Daddy usually lets mommy sleep in and he feeds you Cheerios while you watch Curious George.) Enjoy, sweet boy!
You gave Daddy a package of underwear, which is a family tradition I am passing along to you. Each Father's Day, my siblings and I would give our dad these three things: a pack of underwear, a pack of socks, and a Chunky bar. Your daddy would not like the Chunky bar. (It has raisins! He hates those.) And he doesn't currently need socks. By next year, he surely will!
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| Daddy holds you at the Deanna Rose Farmstead. |
When you are older, I hope you will be a lot like your daddy. He is kind, gentle, patient and friendly. He's also very smart, which you are, too. Many, many people love your dad. They will love you, too.
When you're big enough to go fishing with your daddy, ask him to tell you the story about the big bass that got away when we were fishing in Arkansas. He probably can't wait to go fishing with you.
Until then, you and your daddy have stuff to do! Trucks to push! Balls to throw! Breakfast to eat together! (Daddy usually lets mommy sleep in and he feeds you Cheerios while you watch Curious George.) Enjoy, sweet boy!
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| One of your first piano lessons. Daddy is so talented! |
Thursday, June 14, 2012
Dear Best Baby in Whole World
Sweet baby! Hello! You are napping in your crib right now. Thank you!
As promised, we bought you a sandbox last weekend. Then the next day our neighbor sold us his swing set for $10. What a steal! It came with an attached plastic slide, which I thought you hated... but you love it! I hold you steady and you swoosh down the slide again and again. You even try to launch yourself down the slide. This is great! Maybe next time we go to the park you will finally enjoy the slides.
We have more news. You've been seen eating veggies multiple times now. What has gotten into you, child? You stuffed your mouth with green beans last night. You did it! You are also willing to eat carrot. Dad and I are simultaneously breathing a sigh of relief. We didn't want you to be a child who only eats cheese and crackers.
Today I asked you to bring me your truck, and you did. It was heavy for you and hard for you to carry, but you lifted it high and gave it to me. Yesterday Daddy asked you to bring him one of your new toy balls, and you did. You really know what we are talking about! Certain topics around the house may have to change. :)
N-A-P-T-I-M-E is still a dirty word.
XOXOXO, my love!
As promised, we bought you a sandbox last weekend. Then the next day our neighbor sold us his swing set for $10. What a steal! It came with an attached plastic slide, which I thought you hated... but you love it! I hold you steady and you swoosh down the slide again and again. You even try to launch yourself down the slide. This is great! Maybe next time we go to the park you will finally enjoy the slides.
We have more news. You've been seen eating veggies multiple times now. What has gotten into you, child? You stuffed your mouth with green beans last night. You did it! You are also willing to eat carrot. Dad and I are simultaneously breathing a sigh of relief. We didn't want you to be a child who only eats cheese and crackers.
Today I asked you to bring me your truck, and you did. It was heavy for you and hard for you to carry, but you lifted it high and gave it to me. Yesterday Daddy asked you to bring him one of your new toy balls, and you did. You really know what we are talking about! Certain topics around the house may have to change. :)
N-A-P-T-I-M-E is still a dirty word.
XOXOXO, my love!
Thursday, June 7, 2012
What's going on?
Doodle,
Something is afoot. Only you know what it is, and you're not saying.
You began sleeping through the night a few weeks ago after we let you cry it out. You did not like that, but you quickly caught on to the joy of sleeping for long, consecutive hours. And thank you for that. As your loving mother, I found the experience devastating. You were far more resilient.
Then you got fussy about a week later. Perhaps it was teething, but you were still fussy when your grandma from up north came to visit. She was here from May 29 - June 3. You were cantankerous. Toward the end of her visit, you also decided to stop sleeping in your crib for naps. You had major meltdowns (I think it made you panicky) and would not sleep a wink. Since then, all naps have been taken on Mom's lap. I try every day to place you in your crib for your afternoon nap, but you cannot handle it.
Your dad and I think you are having separation anxiety, triggered by your crib. That is the last place in this house that you want to be.
So Mom's not getting much done around here.
We appreciate that you are still willing to sleep in your crib for most of the night. You have been successful in worming your way into our bed three times since Grandma left, though.
In other news, you are getting around the house in record speed. You walk very well! You like to walk laps between the kitchen, dining room and living room. (Funny, that's just what I used to have to do to get you to go to sleep!) You push trucks, trains and other toys around that circle, too.
You've also conquered shoes. You used to hate them and scream if we put any such thing on your feet. Now you understand that wearing shoes means you're going outside. You love outside! So you let me strap on your sandals or tug on your shoes whenever I want. Thank you.
Outside, your favorite thing is dirt. The more, the better. The dirtier, the better. Add water to make mud? The best! Daddy and I are planning to get you a sandbox this weekend. We don't have a truck, so we are having your friend's dad help us.
You also love to play with balls. You say "ba! ba! ba!" when you see a ball. You've said a few other things, too. You say "boh boh" for book. (You love books!) You've said "giddy" three times for kitty. And today, when I told you no, you responded with "noooo". Of course, you also say "mama" too. Usually you say that when you are complaining and want me to fix something (like take you out of your crib!).
Today I handed you a package of cheese from the fridge and asked you to take it to Daddy, who was sitting at the table. You trotted that cheese right to Daddy and handed it to him. Wow! We were both impressed. I didn't know you could understand so well, considering you still like to turn on and off the TV and printer, and you still tug on Howie... even after being told not to.
Lastly, you turned 15 months old today. Here are your stats: You are 30 inches long and you weigh 21.5 pounds. That puts you in the 14th percentile for height and the 10th percentile for weight. You have five teeth, and two bulges where more teeth are getting ready.
So that's what's going on.
We love you, darling. You can take your naps on me again tomorrow, but starting next week, let's get back in the crib, OK?
XOXOXO
Something is afoot. Only you know what it is, and you're not saying.
You began sleeping through the night a few weeks ago after we let you cry it out. You did not like that, but you quickly caught on to the joy of sleeping for long, consecutive hours. And thank you for that. As your loving mother, I found the experience devastating. You were far more resilient.
Then you got fussy about a week later. Perhaps it was teething, but you were still fussy when your grandma from up north came to visit. She was here from May 29 - June 3. You were cantankerous. Toward the end of her visit, you also decided to stop sleeping in your crib for naps. You had major meltdowns (I think it made you panicky) and would not sleep a wink. Since then, all naps have been taken on Mom's lap. I try every day to place you in your crib for your afternoon nap, but you cannot handle it.
Your dad and I think you are having separation anxiety, triggered by your crib. That is the last place in this house that you want to be.
So Mom's not getting much done around here.
We appreciate that you are still willing to sleep in your crib for most of the night. You have been successful in worming your way into our bed three times since Grandma left, though.
In other news, you are getting around the house in record speed. You walk very well! You like to walk laps between the kitchen, dining room and living room. (Funny, that's just what I used to have to do to get you to go to sleep!) You push trucks, trains and other toys around that circle, too.
You've also conquered shoes. You used to hate them and scream if we put any such thing on your feet. Now you understand that wearing shoes means you're going outside. You love outside! So you let me strap on your sandals or tug on your shoes whenever I want. Thank you.
Outside, your favorite thing is dirt. The more, the better. The dirtier, the better. Add water to make mud? The best! Daddy and I are planning to get you a sandbox this weekend. We don't have a truck, so we are having your friend's dad help us.
You also love to play with balls. You say "ba! ba! ba!" when you see a ball. You've said a few other things, too. You say "boh boh" for book. (You love books!) You've said "giddy" three times for kitty. And today, when I told you no, you responded with "noooo". Of course, you also say "mama" too. Usually you say that when you are complaining and want me to fix something (like take you out of your crib!).
Today I handed you a package of cheese from the fridge and asked you to take it to Daddy, who was sitting at the table. You trotted that cheese right to Daddy and handed it to him. Wow! We were both impressed. I didn't know you could understand so well, considering you still like to turn on and off the TV and printer, and you still tug on Howie... even after being told not to.
Lastly, you turned 15 months old today. Here are your stats: You are 30 inches long and you weigh 21.5 pounds. That puts you in the 14th percentile for height and the 10th percentile for weight. You have five teeth, and two bulges where more teeth are getting ready.
So that's what's going on.
We love you, darling. You can take your naps on me again tomorrow, but starting next week, let's get back in the crib, OK?
XOXOXO
Tuesday, May 22, 2012
To sleep, perchance to dream
It's time to sleep, darling. All through the night with no wake ups. Can't you tell that's what time it is?
We've had ups and downs with you in terms of sleep. We were on an up before we went to the Feast in 2011. Then we went south for Thanksgiving and out west over Christmas. It did a real number on your sleeping. You went from waking up once per night to three or four times.
It was just getting back to a somewhat pleasant single waking per night when we let you get overtired one Sabbath three weeks ago. That night you woke up five times. The next night you woke up four times. The following night, and for many nights in a row, three times. Finally, finally last Thursday you gave us a single wake-up night. You repeated it the next night, and one other night since.
But then came last night. You basically skipped your afternoon nap and your dad and I had a bad feeling about that. You went to bed early, and got up four times. Your last wake-up was at 4:30, and I couldn't get you back to sleep after rocking you for a whole hour.
I was frustrated. Daddy was frustrated. Daddy brought you downstairs and stayed with you until 7:30, when momma got you back to sleep. It's been a day, I tell you.
We are going to give it some thought and do some research, and things are going to change. We hope. Because there are three people in this house (that includes you) who need to sleep through the night.
We love you. Remember that, always.
We've had ups and downs with you in terms of sleep. We were on an up before we went to the Feast in 2011. Then we went south for Thanksgiving and out west over Christmas. It did a real number on your sleeping. You went from waking up once per night to three or four times.
It was just getting back to a somewhat pleasant single waking per night when we let you get overtired one Sabbath three weeks ago. That night you woke up five times. The next night you woke up four times. The following night, and for many nights in a row, three times. Finally, finally last Thursday you gave us a single wake-up night. You repeated it the next night, and one other night since.
But then came last night. You basically skipped your afternoon nap and your dad and I had a bad feeling about that. You went to bed early, and got up four times. Your last wake-up was at 4:30, and I couldn't get you back to sleep after rocking you for a whole hour.
I was frustrated. Daddy was frustrated. Daddy brought you downstairs and stayed with you until 7:30, when momma got you back to sleep. It's been a day, I tell you.
We are going to give it some thought and do some research, and things are going to change. We hope. Because there are three people in this house (that includes you) who need to sleep through the night.
We love you. Remember that, always.
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