Monday, January 31, 2011

Letter to Nolan

Dear Nolan
When you are tired please close your eyes and go to sleep. I don't know why that's so hard for you but sleep is a really lovely thing that your Dad and I cherish. Other babies go to sleep when they are tired, not lay in the crib complaining about how tired you are. Your Dad and I don't know what to do for you- we hear your complaints and can't help. And it's a terrible feeling to not be able to help. So please, stop crying and let yourself drift off to slumberland.
ps- when you finally do fall asleep I recommend not getting this close to the crib sides. That dent in your head looks silly..

Sunday, January 30, 2011


Nolan has been VERY snuggley lately. Perhaps because he's tired- waking earlier than normal and struggling through naps. The kid had such a hard time falling asleep today even after some rocking and singing. Poor thing. I'm not sure he's snuggling more because he's tired or if this snuggle phase is finally moving to people but whatever it is, it is really sweet. I just wish he'd go back to sleeping past 5:30am and would fall asleep more quickly during naps. He's certainly tired.
He seems a lot more aware of things lately. Maybe that's what is causing him to have a hard time sleeping. Or maybe it's 'teething'. The when-your-child-acts-weird-and-you-can't-figure-out-why excuse. (notice only one sock? Yeah, I don't like this phase either. I hope the pull-my-socks-off phase ends soon)

Thursday, January 27, 2011

More Snow and Less Sleep

More snow means more snow days. It's been crazy snow here lately. We've gotten 50 inches in January and 74 sofar this season. That's a LOT of snow for us. Luckily for me, Nolan has been on a great SUPER routine. Until this week... This week his naps have been interrupted. Interrupted by pulling socks off, books sitting on the shelves waiting/needing to be read, snoopy on the walls, among other things...
Believe it or not, this kid has had a tough week. Good thing for us that when he's especially tired he giggles uncontrollably at just about anything. Especially when you pretend to eat his fingers.

(Today someone commented that Nolan was 'chill'. I guess he gets that from Dave.)

Wednesday, January 26, 2011

A Speed Reader

Nolan is a speed reader. He flies through books. Sometimes he turns the pages so quickly I can't even get through one sentence of the story. He quickly takes it all in and occasionally stops to touch the nose of some animal.
So after a short few minutes, he got through many of his favorites and some he discarded before finishing. But he really loves to 'read'.

Tuesday, January 25, 2011

Best $2.50 I ever spent

If Nolan sits up on his changing pad he can see the Nemo characters on his wipes bucket. And he really likes them. He smiles big and then touches them. When I saw this fake fish tank at CVS for only $2.50 I bought it not knowing what he'd think.

He loves it.

He crawls to it and bangs on his chest (help) and points to it. Then when it is turned on (lights up and the fish 'swim') he smiles big and watches the fish go by. The first few days he'd sit in my lap for a few minutes watching and pointing. It's really cool how much he likes it.

Sunday, January 23, 2011

Great Weekend

What a great weekend. What a silly goose.

Saturday, January 22, 2011

There are lots of mes

At Kidcity there is a section of the room with lots of mirrors that is fun to be in. Nolan kept crawling around trying to touch his reflection. He'd crawl from one mirror to the next to the next etc. It was funny to watch but felt strangely cruel.
Look at his expression on this photo above. So cute

Thursday, January 20, 2011

Our Curly Haired Baby?

Nolan has a curl. If you can believe it, he does. He pulls on these hairs a lot especially when he's tired (read: eating) so perhaps this curl is enhanced with orange juice or perhaps avocado mush but whatever it is, it's really cute.

Can you see it? Down by his ear.

Wednesday, January 19, 2011

This Angel?

Yesterday was a very strange day. Nothing in particular was especially awful but a series of things that made it feel heavy beginning with breakfast. At breakfast Nolan was a jerk. I know, you probably think 'how could this angel be a jerk?'
But he was. And he has been a lot lately in the high chair. I wouldn't call him a picky eater because he has a range of foods he likes, but I would call him a particular eater. Meaning some days I have some food ready for him and he wants nothing (and I mean NOTHING) to do with it. His little 'All Done' arms are flailing everywhere and he's motioning for cheerios. Some days he doesn't want to feed himself with his fingers and other days he completely rejects the spoon and demands to feed himself. Some days he devours blueberries, and the rest of the week he 'All Done' rejects them at every offering. But there have thankfully been some constants (cereal with prunes and tofu) that we consider old faithfuls. Until yesterday...

Yesterday this angel rejected the cereal. I thought he must be kidding so I kept trying but no, he REALLY wanted nothing to do with it. And as I was trying to encourage him to eat I dropped the stinking bowl which broke into pieces and resulted in purple/brown mush splattered all over the cupboards. If I didn't get a massage the night before I am pretty sure I would have just sat down and bawled and then yelled at Nolan and stomped my feet and bawled some more. Instead I stomped my foot and left the room for a moment to collect myself, returned and cleaned up and gave the monster (oh, I mean angel) a bottle and put him to bed.

When he woke up at normal time, he took a bath and we began to play and he was cranky. CRANKY with a capital C. I mean really whiny. Just unhappy about everything (which is too bad because he looked so cute in his new moose fleece). He didn't want to play with toys, he didn't want to read books, he just whined and made a fake whiny/pouty face. I though to myself 'this is going to be a really long day'. Soon he made some 'I'm tired' signs. He ate some lunch (I confiscated the cheerios) and went to bed again. He woke up an hour later- half of a normal nap which is a bad sign. This kid needed a good nap. sigh

I put on my happy face and went to get him. And then we did something we don't ever really do anymore. We read books. He didn't try to eat them, he just turned the pages quietly. Quietly. He didn't wiggle in my lap, he didn't whine. In fact, he didn't make a peep. His mouth was closed, he was a calm baby who, FOR AN ENTIRE HOUR, was content sitting on my lap calmly reading books. It was the weirdest thing. When he was done with a book he'd clap his hands (indicating 'more') for another book. Some books he clapped before we got to page 3 but it was amazing. And weird.

So, for a really strange day, it ended with him laughing (presumably from exhaustion) hysterically at just about anything I did- playing with the puppet, kissing his hand, etc. All in all, the day rated about a 2 by 8am and a solid 8 by bedtime. What a really strange and wonderful day.

Tuesday, January 18, 2011

Old Friends

Sunday Diana and Scott came to visit with their gorgeous children. It is always so wonderful to see old friends and to catch up. This visit was especially rich with the kids playing together. Or chewing together. Owen and Nolan are about 2 months apart. They are totally into the same things. Sitting and chewing on stuff.
Izzie is Owen's older sister and she was a good sport playing with baby toys. She really enjoyed the Elmo chair but we all know how much Nolan likes the chair. He let her play on it but also reminded her the Elmo chair was HIS toy.
But ultimately, Izzie showed the little boys who was boss. It was a joy of a visit.

Sunday, January 16, 2011

Falling Down on the Job

I confess I haven't taken many photos of our little pal lately and I have no idea why. He is so fun right now, perhaps I'm having too much fun explaining how toys work and showing him how to play with them. What's neat is when he goes over to a toy and starts playing with it the way it was intended to be played! SO COOL. He is still mouthing everything but is really enjoying his toys and is really proud when he makes them 'go'. But what that also means is he gets frustrated when he can't make something 'go' the way he wants. Today he was playing with his kitchen and couldn't get the oven to open. He could close it but really struggled with opening it which made him very frustrated. I hope tomorrow he goes back and gives it another try. Sometimes you just have to sleep on it to get a better understanding.

Thursday, January 13, 2011

Called In Sick

The little man had to call in sick today to his play dates. He has a runny nose and a NASTY cough but seems to be feeling ok. He still plays hard and full of energy but his downtime/snuggles last for more seconds. And while I feel terribly that he is sick I confess that I absolutely love that he'll climb into my lap and sit or snuggle for longer (15 seconds) periods of time.It might have been premature to cancel the playdates but I jumped to cancelling after he coughed so hard this morning he threw up. I've had coughs like that and I feel bad for the little one.

Wednesday, January 12, 2011


Dave has been working crazy hours and while it's been a good week, we really miss him when he's not home. So what a fun surprise to learn his office was closed today! Unfortunately he spent about 3 hours clearing the driveway but it was clear Nolan missed his Dad because for about 15 minutes (yes, FIFTEEN WHOLE MINUTES) Nolan sat on his Dad's lap just watching the snow. Not fidgeting, not squirming, just sitting enjoying his Dad (and puffs container). Please notice the amount of snow on the table outside. Yeah, we got dumped on. The drift at the end of the driveway is taller than Dave. The snow on the deck is almost as tall as Nolan.
This was actually his first venture outside during the snow. He seemed to be interested in it until he realized he was cold.
But for a short time, he had a blast outside. I love this picture.

Monday, January 10, 2011

Thomas in the Tunnel

Nolan is a clown. He's been playing with toys so funnily lately I just can't stand it. Between him crawling on the balls and making the blocks cover his nose he's just a riot and really making me laugh. Today however was the hardest I laughed in a while and unfortunately I didn't have the camera with me. Nolan pushed Thomas the Train over the the tunnel and tried to push it through. The funny part is that when he pushes on his knees, his head does not clear the tunnel. So after helping Nolan line Thomas up at the edge of the tunnel, Nolan starts pushing him through but can't get his head into the tunnel. So he gets he head just into the tunnel (I'm through the other side pulling the train through the tunnel) and as he moves through the tunnel he's bumping his head on every rib of the tunnel.
He was having a blast and was so proud of himself for doing this chore that he created himself. He was laughing that Thomas is going through the tunnel. And although his head was very red from all the bumps and rubbing he was quite proud of himself for going all the way through with Thomas.

I hope he does it again when a camera is close by but if not, wow, it was worth the memory. What a clown this kid is!

Sunday, January 9, 2011

The Green Tunnel

Nolan loves this tunnel. He especially loves the screen parts, so he can sit inside the tunnel waiting for one of us to make goofy faces at him through the screen. He loves sitting inside and having us pinch his legs or bum. But today was a first when he decided to mow the inside of it. And he worked hard to get the mower in there- I thought he was going to get frustrated and throw a fit but with a little help from me he was able to get it lined up and then pushed it all the way through. What a nut.

Wednesday, January 5, 2011

Adventures In Babysitting

Yesterday I babysat for Libby, a friend's little girl, while her mom visited the dentist. I was not prepared for this. I thought I was, they see each other often and Nolan's been to Libby's house but Libby hasn't been here. Playing with Nolan's toys. Nope. And that boy needs to learn how to share.

It went like this... mom dropped Libby off. Libby had a toy with her. Nolan grabbed it from her. Libby grabbed it back. Nolan cried. We go to the room with all of Nolan's toys. Libby plays with anything and Nolan wants to play with it. It was like he was wondering who this person was touching all of HIS stuff! He was totally possessive and they both were grabbing things out of each others hands. After 5 minutes in the play room Libby starts screaming which startles Nolan and Nolan starts screaming. So they are both sitting in my lap screaming and I'm thinking -oh Sh*t. This is only 10 minutes in! What was I thinking? I can't do this!
So then I think... we have two push toys- a truck and a train! How about I try to get them to play with that? Then Libby sits on the truck. I foolishly think 'how cute would it be for Nolan to push Libby sitting on the truck?' What a fool. I ended up confiscating the push toys and spent the rest of the 75 minutes feeding Libby and trying to keep Nolan and Libby from seeing what the other one is playing with.

But after abut 40 minutes they played closely and calmly. Not together, they are still too young for that. At one point Nolan offered to Libby one of the things he aggressively chews on. I mentioned to Nolan I didn't think he wanted to give it to Libby but he offered it and she took it. Nolan quickly regretted that- thank goodness Mom knew and had an alternative to offer Libby after I took the fuzzy duck puzzle piece from Libby for Nolan to continue chewing.

All in all it was fine after a rocky start and real fun to see them play. I thought of that show 'it's me or the dog' when Nolan started showing possessive behavior. Libby was coming in on Nolan's turf and touching all of Nolan's things. I understood where Nolan was coming from. This was HIS play area, these were HIS toys. And poor Libby must have been so scared with all of the strange toys and smells in a new area, she was just trying to play and Nolan kept pulling things out of her hands. On the show, 'It's me or the dog' the trainer would have suggested we meet in a neutral area and both bring toys for them both to play with, let them sniff each other and calm down. I know kids aren't dogs but they still have primitive behavior.

Tuesday, January 4, 2011

Crazy but Good week

So this week we get back to basics. Regular eating for all, regular activities, no visitors but unfortunately very little Daddy. Dave is working crazy hours this week so that means after Dave heads off to work I'm working solo with the kiddo for the rest of the day. Let me say, I don't know how people do it. Wow.

Thankfully he's really a great sleeper. I wish we could get him to be a great eater again- I don't know what happened. I guess we added too many things to the mix. But if the kid wants tofu I'm not going to question it- go ahead and eat tofu for dinner. Oh, your meals are only white (tofu, cheerios, cheese, yogurt)? That's ok. So long as you are eating. I'm taking backward steps in the food category- back to puree. That helps with the eating- well, and the tofu.

When I was pregnant I went through a phase that I only was interested in white foods. Perhaps Nolan is in that cycle of his life. It's ok. It's a phase. It'll phase out.

Monday, January 3, 2011

2011- The Year of the Risotto

Dave and I deemed 2011 the 'year of the risotto'. We plan on making at least one risotto a month in order to tackle this seemingly complicated/time consuming dish. January is my month to make one... does anyone have any recipes?

So I suppose that's a resolution, huh?

Sunday, January 2, 2011

A New Year

Hello 2011. It's a new year! I'm still working on resolutions... I'm not sure if I'll make any right now. I'd love to make some but to be honest, life is pretty great. I have a few things I'd like to do, like, for example take better care of my skin, but really the big stuff is to be as good of a mom as I can be, to be as good of a wife as I can be, to cut myself some slack and to realize that just because I'm not doing things the way other people do them doesn't mean it's wrong and vice versa. Basically, take some lessons from my little friend here:

When you stop to think about it, babies have the right idea. They just do things. There are not many things that are wrong. And if they are wrong, they still do them sometimes (even sometimes on purpose). If they do and they get hurt, they allow themselves some time to cry and then move on to another toy. They cry when they are sad or mad, they smile and laugh when they are happy, they do things because they do. And for no other reason than that. It's so pure.