Tuesday, May 31, 2011
Monday, May 30, 2011
Friday, May 27, 2011
He LOVES birds. He watches them, points out each one anywhere. He can sign 'bird' and whenever he hears a bird chirp he starts signing. When he is eating meals he can see the telephone wires and often a bird is sitting up on it. He's too distracted to eat. He will sit at the sliding glass door watching and waiting for a bird to come by. When he does he will squeal or bang on the door. He just loves them so much.
He always ALWAYS wants to be outside. This is fun until you have two weeks of rain. It was a tough few weeks but he just loves being outdoors. When he's outside he's quite good about keeping his Boston Red Sox hat on, thank goodness. Just about EVERY SINGLE person we encounter comments on his hat.
He really loves to brush his teeth. At the end of dinner he sometimes points to the bathroom and puts his finger in his mouth making the brushing motion.
We taught him how to 'cheers' us and like teaching him the sign language for 'cracker' we regretted this decision almost immediately. He always wants us to cheers him. It doesn't matter if we just clinked glasses, he wants to do it again. That was, until we taught him how to sign 'cracker'. Now he wakes up asking for a cracker (I'm not kidding, in his crib he'll be signing 'cracker'
He puts his dirty clothes in the laundry basket after we've changed him. He is so proud of himself for doing this.
He really loves buckling himself into things like his high chair or the stroller. He will hold one part and I'll hold the other part and we'll buckle him together. Sometimes this can take a long time but he's getting very good at the high chair buckle and can nearly do it on his own. I will not show him how to unbuckle. ever.
One of his favorite toys is the lint roller, you know the sticky round one? Yeah, he loves it. He loves to carry it around, pretend it is a hairbrush but especially LOVES getting delinted. He also loves when you brush him off, like if he has sand on his leg and you brush it off with your hand. Loves it.
He loves shoes. My shoes, his shoes, Dave's shoes, no matter. He has even been known to snuggle with my sneaker. He often chooses the silver shoes for me to wear. Unfortunately those are the most uncomfortable ones so they don't last long on my feet.
So all in all he is really a whole lot of fun right now. Dave and I are having a blast with him. Unfortunately too much fun to get any good videos of him.
Thursday, May 26, 2011
Tuesday, May 24, 2011
If only he'd snuggle with ME when he was tired. Instead it's anything BUT me. I caught him snuggling with my sneaker this morning and at the library today he snuggled with a plastic banana and dinosaur. I don't get it.
Monday, May 23, 2011
Wednesday, May 18, 2011
Yes, this is our baby. When you ask him where his nose is, he does this. Often. He's not digging around in there, just sticking his finger in. It's gross. And really funny.
It's even funnier (and grosser) is when he does it to you. Yes, a few nights ago I was putting him to bed, he snuggled in and then popped his head up and stuck his finger right up my nose. I swatted his hand away giggling. This only made him giggle and try again. Repeat. Repeat. Repeat until he's a drooling mess because he's laughing so hard and I can't breath because I'm laughing too hard. Yes, that's my baby.
ps- Dear Nolan, when you are older, if you are mortified that I've posted this picture I will remove this photo if you ask me to.
Tuesday, May 17, 2011
Monday, May 16, 2011
Sunday, May 15, 2011
I must confess I'm not looking forward to the upcoming week because we have lots of plans and the weather looks rainy. All week- rain. BOO. I think that's going to make for a disappointed little guy. Hopefully there will be some breaks in the rain to get outside. But the good news is, when he plays inside, all of his toys seem new since it's been a while that we've played with them indoors.
Wednesday, May 11, 2011
Monday, May 9, 2011
Today at library class he met one of his girlfriends in the center of the room, they were eye to eye and about 6 inches apart and he was all puckered up. She was looking at him hesitantly but interested. I think the whole room of parents held their breath, waiting for them to kiss. It was really adorable. At least he was going in with the pucker and not the open mouthed kisses. They didn't kiss but it was really precious.
Sunday, May 8, 2011
Being a mother really makes me think about the things my own Mom did and does. She always has big hugs for me whenever I need them. She always seems to REALLY listen to me when I talk- I talk a lot. She would always rub my head when I put it in her lap when we watched tv together, even when I was older. She always looks me in the eye and makes me feel like I am the most important person on Earth. She created the perfect balance being my friend and my mom, and now my mentor. And mostly I have always felt loved. I mean REALLY loved. Loved from deep within.
I have a lot of learning to do about how she (and my Dad) did such a great job raising my brother and I. As adults I’ve had some interesting and shocking conversations about secrets my parents kept from us. Secrets that make me realize how dedicated they were to having a particular household- secrets that range from how easy tacos are to make (often my requested dinner meal) to our family’s financial picture. It made me realize that no matter what age your child is, sometimes we must shelter them. We must do our best to keep their world full of our attention, fun and playfulness and that when our children think we are superheros, we must let them believe that.
My mom is a Super Hero. She’s THE most amazing woman I have ever known. She has the biggest heart I’ve ever felt. She is so smart and so strong and so beautiful. I hope to one day be thought of the way I think of her. Happy Mother’s Day Mom. I love you so much.