Wednesday, January 25, 2012

Monday, January 23, 2012

January 23, 2012

Today:

You brought me my old breast pump, put it to my chest, and said "milk". I was impressed.

Directed me to EXACTLY the show you wanted to watch - (hands me remote) "watch" "sid" "bones" and so on... "watch" "bubble guppies" "cow". Direct communication is BLISS!

Took a 2 1/2 hour nap

Sought me out in the other room just to give me a hug and walk away

Ate dinner on my lap while directing me kiss you every time Little Bill said "Little Bill" in the opening credits of his show

Allowed your brother to pretend like you were playing along with him while you were taking a bath (opposed to the normal routine of screaming no and then saying door ie take that kid and get out)

Ahh...I really adore you and your cute little face.



Friday, January 13, 2012

Jesus Drunkie

One of the reason Dad and I had kids was to entertain us. And you, my dear, never disappoint. You are at this stage in development where you repeat EVERYTHING we say verbatim. With that knowledge, let me add that sometimes we just say things off the top of our heads and the one that literally almost makes Dad pee in his pants from laughter is jesus drunkie.

I'll trip on one of your toys and Dad will say in his most sarcastic tone "JESUS DRUNKIE!" and then you will repeat said phase over and over again causing Dad to laugh so hard he tears up. Seeing this reaction, you just say it more and more. And while Dad is crying from laughter, I'm usually telling him how inappropriate that is but by then its too late. You, in your adorable little toddler voice, are smiling at Dad going "Jesus drunkie. Jesus drunkie. Jesus drunkie."

I'm eventually going to get it on video but only for proof of how inappropriate your father is...and because it is frickin hilarious.

January 13, 2012

Today:
You had a great talking day. You have recently started to literally read books to me. They are almost always your old picture books but still you read them to me from cover to cover. Today you read 5 books back to back for me for a total continual talking time of at least 15 minutes.

We did your first real sticker book. It was the kind where there are tons of stickers in the middle and then you have to match them up with the outlines in the book. The whole time your brother was napping (give or take an hour), we sat in the chair and did this book. You, of course, demanded to do the identifying and sticking part completely on your own. I was merely allowed to be your sticker pull off-er. I'm definitely going to order you more (especially for times where I need you to sit and be quiet) because most importantly you LOVED doing it. But it also encouraged you to talk more. You named all the stickers (over and over again) and could usually find the outline yourself.

We played this knock knock its me game. I sat on one side of the door and started knocking. Initially, we were playing our usual kind of hide and seek version where I close the door and hide and you come and find me (I'm ALWAYS in the closet. You find this HILARIOUS every single time. Being two is awesome.) But then you ditched me and Asher so I started to just close the door and knock. Then at one point you would come bang back and I would say "Who is it?" And you would laugh and bang back. Then for reason one time I decided to tell Asher an impromptu joke of knock knock (and I knocked) and asked myself who is it? and then answered myself with "Its me". Asher thought it was hilarious.

Anyway, fast forward hours and hours later, I was going to the bathroom (I can only hold it for so long) and you came to the door and knocked (ok more like banged...) and I was trying to stall so I said "Who is it?" and to my absolute delight you said "Its me". So of course I opened the door and told you twenty times how much I loved that you answered me. Yes, I know you were just repeating me and Yes, I know that you don't really know what you were saying meant. But I don't care. It was adorable.


Thursday, January 12, 2012

January 12, 2012

Today my little nugglet was a big day for you:

It was your first gym daycare experience. This year I'm vowing to try to not be so afraid of pushing you beyond your comfort level. You are sensitive to new things and I have a tendency to "save" you a little too quickly in unfamiliar situations. So today, I decided that you and Asher were going to try to be in a totally new environment without me. Now truth be told, it was more of a test for me then you. I was the can't breath kind of nervous until this little experiment was over. We got to the gym and you were okay. And then I took you into the daycare and there was a handful of other kids there, but the tv was on so no one was really interacting. While I filled out paperwork, you sat on my lap. But by the time I was done, you were sitting at a table by yourself. Asher was off putting something in his mouth. Then when it was time to go I bent down gave you a kiss and told you I promised I would be back and left....slowly. I thought for sure you would cry but you didn't. You watched me leave. I ran (literally) to a machine and turned on the camera channel where I watched you be totally fine without me. Asher wasn't so he was clinging to the back of your chair and I think you felt bad for him because you let him stay the whole time I wasn't there. And if it wasn't for Asher crying and a dirty diaper, I think that you would have been totally fine for quite some time. You seriously amaze me everyday and just when I think I know how you would react in a situation, you change it up. I like it. Keeps me on my toes. We are going to try a "preschool class" soon and while I'm already freaking out about leaving you, I know that you will be okay.

It was gorgeous out today so we went to the park. Its been a few months since we've been and you are already swinging higher, showing more agility, and even attempted to "talk" to one of your peeps. By the time summer rolls around, you will have completely lost your toddler-dom and moved on to full blown child-dom. Too soon!

You now officially hold onto the grocery store cart while walking alongside me. Again...too soon!

AND! You are finally allowing Asher to "play" with you. No longer screaming when he touches you and one specific time today you were laying on the floor and he crawled over and heaved himself on you and you let him lay there for a second or two before (literally) throwing him off. You will say his name now which omg is SO cute and while in the stroller today you didn't cry till I took him out and attempt to push him out. So I'm pretty sure you have finally accepted the fact that he is here to stay.

Monday, January 2, 2012