Thursday, April 24, 2014

Three!

Little Buddy's three year appointment was today.  He's:
38lb 2 oz
40.75 in

HUGE.  Yet he's lost all his baby chub and looks like a little boy.  No more baby.

Running with his dad on his birthday at the park down the street.


Thursday, December 12, 2013

Little Boy

Two and a half!  I love this child so much!  While I still miss the constant cuddles of a baby, this little dude talks and plays and is just a delight.

He is...
  • 38 pounds
  • 41 inches
  • Talking constantly
  • Loves to run
  • Wants to do everything himself. "Iiiiiii do it!"
  • Is Mama's boy when it comes to sleeping.  You go into his room in the morning and he'll smile at you and then say NO about getting up.  This morning he said, "I go back to sleep" and then turned over.  We're in serious trouble when he's 16!
  • He's doing well with potty training during the day.  He still has accidents. but he's getting better.  On the other hand, we went to the grocery store the other night and in spite of FOUR trips to the restroom his father carried him out wearing only a shirt and dad's pea coat wrapped around him.  I am in love with the Tip Pee Toe folding stool--it's genius!
  • He sings constantly and knows a million songs from school (daycare).
  • He remembers things that you promised him and he's still expecting me to take him to the playoff football game for my school.... that was a month ago.  We had a bad afternoon nap experience and I let him sleep through it.  Poor monkey.
  • We're trying to take him to church and we've stumbled upon sitting on the side near the front so he can see.  He gives a running commentary in an unfrozen-shouting-Austin Powers volume, but at least he's squirming less and not screeching.  He wants you to "pickeeup," which is good fun when he's so heavy and it's like wrestling.  Most people seem pretty good natured about it, although last week a woman shushed him, then he slapped me in the face and we both went outside for a time out. 
  • He is transitioning from one class to another at school and he's having a hard time with it. 

So, your basic 2.5 year old.  He wears me out, but I can't imagine life without him.



Monday, July 15, 2013

Having a tall kid is great?

Was I just not crowing about how my boy was the tallest and smartest and greatest child in all of the land?  Yeah, well, I can't babyproof by putting things up.  The other day he was being a book-tearing pill so I put his good bedtime books up on the FOURTH shelf on his large IKEA bookshelf.  The problem is, he's 39" tall.  With long monkey arms like him Momma and Daddy.

The top is just under 5 feet.  We should be good another, what, 3 months?  Seriously, I'm in the process of going through the entire house and moving/getting rid of anything dangerous or valuable and moving it to our room.  In a bin.  In the closet.  When he finds it, it will be like the government warehouse in the Indiana Jones movies.

We have a heavy wooden chest in our living room that's technically a "pie safe" whatever that means.  Safe from flies or safe from me and my fork?  It's a beautiful piece of furniture that we "inherited" when my grandmother sold her house and it's full of all of our china and serving pieces and all of the party stuff we use once or twice a year, maybe.  It has a delicious round knob and Buddy likes to check it periodically just to make sure that the child safety lock is still on.  At some point that I don't even remember, he scored a small container of little plastic cocktail forks (from a different lifetime).  That didn't last long and since the pie safe is nice and tall they've been sitting on top for quite some time. 

You know where this is going, right?  He got them down in the middle of a lazy afternoon rather than right before we had to leave before a doctor's appointment?  I did have enough presence of mind to have to him put the picks into a bowl rather than the tiny plastic sleeve they came in.  And I do like that he's in a clean-it-up stage right now.  Or maybe he always will be, but I'm not getting my hopes up on that one.



Haha, he's going to be an engineer like his daddy.  Haha, he's going to support us in our old age.  Hahahahahahaha.... please don't break my wedding china, okay?

So, yes, I say along with moms and dads everywhere, THIS is why we can't have nice things.


Sunday, May 19, 2013

MY kid is the best kid in the entire world*

Stats at 2 year appointment:

35lbs
38.5 inches
Giant melon head

He's off the chart as far as percentiles. Those silly predictors say he'll end up at 6'4"-6'6".  Mine were wrong by an inch (I was shorter), so we shall see...

Part of me is pleased because he's big as if that makes him better.  The other part knows that I'm going to be walking around with a kid who looks 4 and is still in diapers. We're going to take out a second mortgage to feed him. And he is clearly a little boy now.  No more baby.  Except in my heart.



* Of course I think so.  He's my baby.

Little Boy

Look at Little Buddy jumping and you see why this was the crib's last day. 
Ryan says that every time he does a project, Buddy climbs into his lap to "help."  Ryan says he actually looks forward to really working together.



Little Buddy has his own tools, although his make less noise than Dad's.  He cried and cried whenever he used it.  

Toddler bed is in place and he hasn't run amok just yet...

Wednesday, April 24, 2013

Little Buddy is Two

What a blessing our boy is!  I am so thankful that he is healthy.  He is talking up a storm.  At one point his doctor was a little concerned about his speech.  That was before he got tubes in his ears and he couldn't hear very well.  Of course, he's also my boy and I didn't talk until I was 22 months old.  He speaks short sentences and clearly says words like morning, but we love his little kid words. His stuffed Piglet is Pikado.  Two-wheeled vehicles are Ahkahdo (or Bahkahdo, MahKahDo, HaKahDo...).  It tickles us.

Sunday, April 21, 2013

Glamourous!

Tonight we left Zoe's Kitchen with a toddler wrapped in my cardigan.  It would have been cooler if he hadn't been bellowing, "NO FWETER! NO FWETER!"



And of course this was because he stole my giant water glass and drank all of it on the day that I had taken his emergency backup outfit out of the diaper bag to put in a larger size.  Of. Course.

Monday, December 03, 2012

Sadness

We lost a student last week.  So sad.  The kids are devastated.  The adults are devastated.

In related news, the day it happened my kids were taking notes to prepare for reading Macbeth.  The next day we started reading As You Like It.  More comedy! More romance!  Less violence, death, and doom. More cross-dressing!

Mainly it sucks.  And mainly I think of Little Buddy.  How do I protect him when he's 18? How do I protect any of them?  How do I get them to hold on?

Sunday, October 21, 2012

BOOTS!

So, after many, many years in Texas, I have a pair of cowboy boots.  I lurve them!

So, what to wear them with?  I need something for a wedding this fall.  It's at a ranch and the wedding is outdoors and the reception is in a barn.  I've been scouring the internet, Pinterest, etc.  Any suggestions?




Monday, September 17, 2012

Rainy Day

 We ran outside and played in the heavy rain for about 10-15 minutes.  We walked out to the street and splashed in the puddles and waded in some shallow water.
I'm still struggling with depression and anxiety, but we have our moments.  Some amazing moments.

Friday, June 15, 2012

Summer Film Festival

I realize that "film" is going to be a stretch, but keeping track of the movies I catch up on this summer...


Anonymous (I couldn't finish it.  I just didn't care.)
Bridesmaids
Cat on a Hot Tin Roof
I Am an American
Jane Eyre
Jezebel
Sex and the Single Girl
Who's Afraid of Virginia Woolf
The Women