Favorite Things

One of my favorite things and the Capt's favorite things right now is frozen Gogurt. The only problem is that his hands get chilly and he won't eat it all. I was cutting them in half for awhile but now he is asking for "the whole thing" My solution: Cut the toe off those little baby socks that never stay on babies. It is the perfect size to use as a Gogurt holder! (Taking a bow) I had a second favorite thing on my mind earlier today but the toddler/preschool brain has taken over. Hmm. (scratching head)

Imagination

The last couple of days the Capt has been extra imaginative. Or at least more imaginative. I have noticed and random people have mentioned it as well. Yesterday he was a pirate. At Kindermusik at one point he even yelled out, "Pirates!" And used his music sticks as a pirate telescope. Today he kept telling people he was a Rockstar and would yell out, "Rock and Roll!" He also ran arouund the front yard like a" Hyena." I'm kind of curious to find out what he'll be tomorrow. I do humor him with these characters, but I not about to go crazy with it. Like I might say, "okay 'pirate' get your butt in the car." Or "All rockstars listen to their moms and eat their lunch." On the Kid front, today we tried applesauce. He had quite a puckery face over it. I guess more pukered than usual. I finally asked Dada tonight if he thought The Kid was happy. He just shrugged and thought it was hard to tell. He seems to think The Kid will end up being a really funny guy some day. My mom always talks about how I would only smile at the refrigerator. Now I smile all the time. I hope that's the case for The Kid. Mom, did you ever wonder if I was happy?

First Cereal

I have been going back and forth about giving The Kid real food. He just turned 5 months old and I know my pediatrician likes to wait until 6 months old. It isn't like something magical happens as soon as they turn 6 months and he is getting pretty big so i thought, what the heck. So tonight I wiped down the high chair and mixed up a little baby rice cereal. I guess he liked it. He didn't cry or spit it out, so I think that means he thought it was okay. I know I can't expect him to get too excited. He just doesn't have that kind of personality. So I'm going to go with -he liked it. The pictures are very cute. I threw in a smiley picture too, just so you can see that he does smile once in awhile.

A Hand-full!

Okay, I know I've been a loser for not posting picturers the last few posts, but I promise to get caught up before the week is over. I'm too dang tired tonight to do anything other than type. The Kid was up alot last night. He doesn't like to be alone, I guess. He is rolling himself around in the crib and I guess wakes himself up and then gets crabby. He is now 5 months old so I guess it's time to teach him how to suck it up. This time around (as if crying it out isn't hard enough) is tougher because I worry that he could be hurt. So of course as soon as he stops peeping I run up there and check him out. So the really funny and not so funny part about today was that The Capt. was "a handful." All Day. I told him Evan was coming to play. He couldn't wait. He rushed out the door yelling "Evan!" when they got to the house. But then, anything Evan wanted to play with, The Capt could not share. Time outs happened. I probably looked like an idiot but what can you do when your kid is being a jerk. Later, we were out running errands so I could make up a reason to strap the Capt into the carseat for 30 minutes. He continued to act up in the craft store. I told him he had been a handful all day. He whined back. "I am not a handful! I am being crazy and running around!" Does this mean he is becoming self aware? Hmmm. Oh and don't ask about potty training. He still thinks pull ups are coming back. I had to tell him that since he turned 2 1/2 that we had to throw them in the garbage. This did NOT go over well. That topic can be left for another day...

This and That

So the Kid is trying to scoot around these days. I shoudl say, on the days he is on his tummy on the floor. He's not even 5 months old yet! Yikes! Oh and he likes to stand as well. Oh and he LOVES the jumperoo. I think I told you that already but today instead of jumping his feet were actually walking. It's really pretty funny. And not funny. I'm not reasy for mobility! I'm stalling with all the fun baby stuff before diving into the not so fun toddler stuff. We are trying to get back on the potty wagon. This time I mean business. No more pull ups. Cold turkey. The Capt. did not like this. He still insists that it's "okay to poop in pull ups mom" That may be the case but you aren't wearing pull ups anymore, buddy. The Capt is now "in charge" of himself when it comes to the potty department. He is very stubborn and wants to do things himself so he is going to have to do this too. It is his responsibility to know when it is time to go and go to the bathroom and do it himself. Many of you know that we have been in the casual potty training mode for sometime now. He knows what to do where to do it and what comes out of where. Now he needs to apply it all on his own. Today is day 3. He had a couple of not so nice messes in his pants today and I am hoping that it will encourage him to use the toilet for ALL his business. He's doing really well in the pee department. We even had to make an extra stop today because he said "I think it's potty time mom." Tonight he learned what it means to poop in your pants. He had to help clean up. Okay for those of you with weak stomachs. This is sooooo not fun. I would much rather just deal with it myself, but I'm afraid I have to pull out the big guns on this one. Having a 2 year old wipe himself after pooping his pants should earn ME a super cool award or something. In my fantasy world I am hoping this only lasts a cople of days. (I don't think he liked doing it. I know I don't and that's why we are potty training to begin with!) I'm also hoping in this case fantasy will become reality. Please send good potty vibes my way. Miss Allison said the first kid is the hardest. I believe her because she is the best teacher in the whole world. (At least in the last 2 years but I can't imagine anyone better then her so we'll go with that.) Okay, I'm off to finish my disinfecting now.....

It's the Little Things

Yesterday after driving around doing errands, we pulled into the driveway and The Capt unbuckles himself, leans in to me and says," I'm really proud of you, Mom." I don't know what I did to make him proud or to say that, but it sure brought a tear to my eye. I hope that means I'm doing something right! Today after The Kid woke up from one of his regularly scheduled naps I peered into the crib and his chubby little arms stretched out as if to say, "hooray, pick me up!" along with that perfect gummy grin! What else could I do but grab that baby and give him a big snuggle! Oh and by the way. The Capt has picked up one of my habits (along with others). He'll say something like "look at that baby, he's smiling!" Right now his favorite thing is to call that baby "chubbers!"

Just an Update

I just want to thank you all for being sooo supportive during our trying time. I was really suprised by all the thoguhts, prayers, phone calls, emails, etc. that I received! I truly concider myself lucky to have such great people around me! So Wed, I had my blood drawn to see if I am a hemophiia carrier. i won't know anything for a couple of weeks. Willie The Kid started his Kindermusik class last week and enjoyed it. (I think) He was giggling during the dancing parts so that's a good sign! He can roll over both ways (I think) but chooses not to. He loves his exersaucer and LOVES the jumperoo. Today he was really wanting to stand on his chubby little legs and is sitting up supported pretty good. I won't be suprised if he crawls early. (God help me!) It's been a week since Addie moved and today the Capt was sad. He asked about soccer and I told him we would get to play outside next week. He asked, "with Addie?" and I said no because she moved away. He whimpered and had a really sad face and said "I miss Addie" *sniff* I have to just put on my mom face and tell him it is sad and convince myself it is a learning experience for him. Even if it does suck. Otherwise we are all healthy and happy. Nana and Papa are coming to visit for a couple of days next weekend and cousin Sam is having a dinosaur birthday. You know, all the usual everyday things!