Thursday, May 31, 2012

New Chair

I got Nolan a Nolan-sized lawn chair yesterday.  So far he's moved it all over the house and front yard watching various things- the electrician working on the overhead wires, neighbor mowing, at the table.  This morning when he woke up the first thing he did was to find his chair and bring it into his room to read a book.
Still in PJs, he was anxious to get in his chair.  Clearly he's a fan!
 It's so cute when he swings his feet while sitting in it.  What's not cute is when he reaches over the side of it to pick up a stuffed animal and tipped completely over.  

Wednesday, May 30, 2012

Shout-Out to Phill

My dear friend Phill sent (from Australia) a gift right after Nolan was born.  It included two shirts.  Finally Nolan can fit into the larger of the two.  When Dave put this shirt on Nolan he said that it would 'make mommy happy'.  It did.  Also when he points to the kangaroo and says 'kangaroo'.  The other animal is a little tougher, he calls it a dino.  I call it an Emu.  I'm actually not sure what it is...
If you want to see the other shirt, here is a link to a post a few years ago featuring Phill's generosity.  Thanks Phill!  Hope to see you in a few months (when he comes to the states for a visit)!

Wednesday, May 23, 2012

Can You Please Play With Toys?

Nolan hasn't really ever been a great 'player of toys'.  He's getting better but generally he will play with anything that's not a toy before he goes for his toys or he'd rather climb over us, play peek a boo, etc.  While this might be regarded as 'cute' most days it involves me finding my hairbrush, toothpaste, and lotion after I get out of the shower because he has taken them out of the spot I keep them while I'm in the shower.  It also means I need to pick up any item that is left out, which I never really do, because he will pull it off of the bed, chair or chest and fling it.   And generally he's put on at least two pair of shoes and walked around in them leaving them where they do not belong or taken all not-being-used hangers from the (previously closed) closet and made a mess with them all over the room.
 The house is a mess but I am so tired of him touching my stuff.  And I hear my Dad's voice when I say this.  I finally get it, Dad.  I'm sorry I touched your stuff all the time.  I just wish Nolan would play with his toys that are neatly in a basket in our room rather than going into my gym bag and squirting out my face wash and shampoo and then being upset that he has it on his hands.  I wish when I pushed back the shower curtain that he would just be playing with his toys rather than smearing the lotion he found in my gym bag all over his face or eating it.  Not to mention the static of the clock radio is turned on, both touch lamps are turned on, sometimes the bookmarks have been removed from our books and often the cushion of the bench at the end of our bed is elsewhere, sometimes dragged into the bathroom.  All done in the (maybe) 5 minutes I was in the shower. 
 So while all of this can be rather frustrating and sometimes a mess, sometimes giving the kid a box is just the way to get him to leave everything else alone.  Yes, a box.  I tried to break these boxes down for recycling but here he is using it as a toy.  So for over a week these (and several other) boxes sat in our living room.  Sorry Dave.
 I know our house doesn't need to be neat and clean.  We have a toddler and that's part of life.  I just wish when I looked around at the end of the day the house was messy from toys, not random kitchen items, clothes and toiletries.  We've implemented a clean-up of toys routine which helps make the house not feel like a complete disaster zone but sometimes it's not the toys that make the house feel so messy.
Thank goodness he's so darn cute!  And that he won't be this age forever.  As for now I'm really working hard on getting him to only play with his toys and not everything else when I'm showering.  Oh, and check out his shirt.  This is the shirt that 'makes mommy happy' when he wears it.  

Monday, May 21, 2012

Trip to the ZOO

On Sunday the three of us went to the zoo!  Nolan was excited and did a great job sleeping in the car for a mere 45 minutes for us to drive down and enjoy the day.  He was really excited to poke his head up and look at the Prairie Dogs.  
 Based on our last visit to the zoo that Dave didn't attend, he wondered if there were any live animals since all my photos were of Nolan and his pal Libby climbing on statues of animals.  So here is a tiger.  
 (Something you may not know about me, I always confuse lions and tigers.  When I see one I always have to think of the other one before I can determine if it's a tiger or lion.  Of course I know the difference but my mind doesn't come up with the right animal without thinking of the other one.  Same with the words prohibit and permit.  Ah, I digress).
 Here are the boys on the turtle statue.  Funny about this trip too is that Nolan is wearing the same shirt on this visit to the zoo as the other visit.  He looks a lot bigger but the shirt still fits.  How handsome are these two boys?  
 And we rode the carousel.  With every animal as an option Nolan passed up the lion and the white horse and chose to ride the peeno.  That will come as no surprise to most. 
 He did fine on the carousel but didn't seem to LOVE it. Maybe we're just out of practice.
 Just some climbing in the playground before we left.
 Oh, and the boy was interested but terrified of the peacocks.  Their call is quite loud and it scared Nolan a lot.  Now that he's talking more sometimes he's so darn cute.  Scared is a word he uses a lot.  Sometimes he's scared of things if we're outside but stands at the window watching intently for 15+ minutes- like the neighbor's lawn mower.  
All in all was a super trip.  

Wednesday, May 16, 2012

Post-Bath Snuggles

Lately Nolan has been loving the post-bath snuggles.  He picks his towel (lion or doggy) and asks to be wrapped up and carried to his room.  Then he wants to be snuggled.  Dave LOVES these snuggles.  
 Nolan calls hugs 'huns'.
Often when Dave ends a hun Nolan asks for another one.  Dave is happy to oblige.  

Tuesday, May 15, 2012

Light at The End of this Tunnel? I hope so!

Nolan is a great kid.  He's two so he has some things to 'work on'.  i.e sharing, eating, not hitting, listening, following directions, keeping his diaper on, making a decision and sticking to it, etc.  The past few weeks have really been tough trying to get this kid to actually eat food.  Last week he even passed up a cupcake.  Seriously, who passes up a cupcake?  Though if a cracker, pretzel, cookie, crunchy bread was offered to him he'd jump on that.  So we've been really careful about what we offer him, making sure if he does eat a little bit of something it's at least a healthful food.
So please let me describe the scene today at lunch.  He opted for macaroni and cheese instead of peanut butter and jelly. (PB&J is what he's eaten for about 10 days straight.  Aside from yogurt and cheerios, it is also ALL he's really eaten minus any cupcakes that show up in our lives via parties.  Some have convinced me that PB&J is healthy.  I disagree but went with it).  This has been tough for me.  I've attempted some rather unorthodox methods to get him to eat ANYthing and he just would rather not eat.  So when he picked Mac-n-cheese I feared this would suddenly turn to a desperate screaming plea for PB&J.  (see above things to work on)  
So I start cooking the mac n cheese, change his diaper and give him a 'meatball' (ie. protein nugget) since he saw me eating one earlier and showed interest in it.  I put half the mac n cheese in the freezer to cool it off while he started eating the 'meatball'.  I almost passed out.  He's eating the meatball?  What?  Even Dave won't eat those things.  So I give him some mac n cheese and the kid mauls it down, even starts using his hand and eats BOTH bowls (an entire adult serving) of mac n cheese meanwhile I'm cutting up some watermelon.  So I give him some watermelon expecting him to throw a fit about it even being on his tray and he eats the whole slice, even some of the crunch rind (no surprise there actually).  
At this point in his lunch I'm doing my best to not break down and cry with relief and trying not to giggle with excitement.  I'm THRILLED he's actually eating food and that it's healthy (minus the mac n cheese, of course).  I give him another slice of watermelon and he EATS THAT TOO!  Oh please, universe, please let this be the end of this phase?  I'm sad to watch all the food he doesn't eat get thrown out (ok, mostly I eat it, but really, I don't need it).  At the end of this giant lunch, with the teeny bit of food left over I tell him I'm so proud of him for doing such a good job eating to which he replies 'cookie'.  I suppose the bribery that we've given up on stuck with him.  He got a single cookie after an excellent lunch eaten.  

Monday, May 14, 2012

Guess Who Got a Haircut?

Seriously, this kid looks SO different now.
Gone are the crazy curls. 
 And the muff top hair-do.
And the baby-ish look.  He looks like such a big boy- except when he's laying on the floor avoiding the camera.  Then he looks like a two year old...