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July 4 2009

Happy 4th of July everybody! What better way to celebrate the birthday of our country than to enjoy cute cute cute cute pictures of my boys.

Max found one of Sean's covers, and I found another one for Jack, and they have both been wearing them all day. Of course not in public, I might get arrested or something, but other than that, they've both been obsessed. Jack has been asking for it by saying "Papa?" SOOOOOOOOOOOOOO CUTE!


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July 3 2009

Playdate at Chic-fil-A. What is the world coming to?


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July 2 2009

A peek into the future... Well, hopefully. Tonight I babysat the very easiest baby that has ever existed. He ate, played, napped, played, ate. Six hours and NO CRYING AT ALL! My boys too were wonderful - basically played around him.

Max was very into the little guy, he is going to be a great big brother to our new one. He wanted Baby Aydan to sleep in his bed and camped out right in front of him to read.

He even gave him a bottle.

Jack on the other hand was not even a tiny bit interested in Aydan - when I asked him to kiss the baby, he scowled and grunted - but he didn't seem hostile or jealous. Actually he was jealous - but not of my attention. At dinner the boys have been cracking each other up lately, making silly noises and faces. Well tonight Aydan was screeching and making silly baby noises of his own, and Max thought it was hilarious, copying the baby's sounds and laughing. Jack did NOT like this, he kept trying to draw Max's attention back to himself, making their usual noises. Sometimes he succeeded and sometimes not. Luckily the new baby will come out really really boring.

Even though everyone was great, three is just inherently more exhausting than two. I guess this should be obvious, but I didn't really expect the extent to which I'd be more tired at the end of the day, even without tears or drama. More kids is more mental energy - more to keep track of, to think about how to feed, to clean up after, etc. And even though Aydan was super duper easy, this was still my view for a good part of the evening:

You have to hold babies a lot! And you can't do anything else while you're holding them. At least Max can make PB&J so the boys won't starve.

I guess I am nearing the end of my pregnancy - still two and a half months but that's not so long. I am already nesting. (Last night I cleaned the ceiling fans! Which I have never done before in the three years we've lived here. Talk about absolutely disgusting!!) And I'm feeling really really sentimental towards Jack, just like I did towards Max before B#2 emerged as our little Jackie. It's not that I don't have lots of lovey dovey emotions toward Max, of course I do, but our relationship is firmly established. Jack is still so little and I just love him so much and he's so so sweet and snuggly - I don't want him to feel replaced! Tonight at bedtime, I was feeling this outpouring of emotion and went back in and gave him a cuddle and a peptalk about how much I loved him. He cooperated really well, resting his head of my shoulder and hugging me. Then Max asked for a snuggle too, and so I sat down and held him and told him how much I loved him, and how he'd always be my baby, and that I'd still cuddle him even when he was as big as Papa. In reply, he looked up at me and said - I am not making this up!!! - "Mama, can I have a different Mama?"!!!!!!!!!!!!! Luckily it was hilarious or I would have cried. And I know he loves me the best, even if he doesn't know it.

P.S. to Grandma Jean: burst of joy received. Strangely, even though he already has the rest of the set, Jack never let it leave his sight!


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July 1 2009

Max must have heard me talking about how he's going to be the youngest kid in soccer camp (it's ages 4-6) because this morning he asked if we could "do soccer" - something I can't recall him ever suggesting in the past. He chose cowboy boots for the occasion.


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June 30 2009

I almost chickened out on another intended pool afternoon, but I had specifically made granola bars for the occasion and couldn't let the special treats be wasted on a lazy day. Hey, whatever gets us out of the house! (Note to self: never ever make granola bars ever again, biggest Jackie mess ever.)

Even though we've only been swimming once or twice a week, Max has made HUGE progress. I cannot even believe this is the same boy that was so very very cautious a month ago. And he knows that we are proud of him. I finally thought to take a quick underwater shot. Jack too actually likes to go under, I do the "1, 2, 3" dunk thing, and he both goes into and comes out of the water laughing.

The big downside of pool days, besides having to wake the boys up from their nap, is how late we get home. Tonight's dinner, if you can even call it that, was cereal, fruit, and carrots.

Jack was on a mimicking rampage today. As soon as he saw Max put blueberries in his cereal, Jack had to follow suit.

They also came up with the apparently-hilarious "ew" game, which started out with pointing at the floor and exclaiming "ew!!!" (apparently I need to up my cleaning) and quickly evolved (/devolved) into just exchanging ever-louder "ew"s. Even as much as Max snatches and smooshes, they really are turning into great buddies. They really really love each other.


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June 29 2009

More Jackie words: "water" in two contexts. First, he and Max always want the drums filled with water in the bathtub, to dump and make soup. Second, Jack is always thirsty. We also are practicing "no" rather than "uhhhh!" Here he is asking for "Raffi", which he never fails to do when I put him in his crib. He says "eye" and "belly", "shark" and "stuck", and he has his own Jack-language for "apple" and "blueberry" (another serious fruit-lover). I realize that none of you would ever guess what he's saying without my translation, but he says these words the same way everytime, and I understand him, so those are words. Right? Right!

Our bedtime routine is changing all the time. Right now after the first installment of bath/teeth/jammies/read, I go back in later for "snuggle time". Before tonight, Jack has always lost his snuggling privileges - I bring him into Max's bed with me and tell him that if he gets up to get a book or acts crazy then he has to go back into his crib. I know he understands but he just can't help himself - he pops up and starts exploring all of Max's cool stuff. But not tonight! Tonight he laid still as can be, pulled the blankets up, and snuggled his little heart out. During snuggle time, Max and I have been telling each other Goldilocks, and then we sing "silly Skidamarinkadinkadink".


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June 28 2009

I'm hitting the tired part of pregnancy. Even napping when the boys nap I am still sleepy a lot of the time. Both yesterday and today I intended to take the boys to the pool post-nap and just couldn't find the energy to get us out of the house. It doesn't help that Jack has been taking extremely long naps (and thus staying up past 9, not good - reading in his crib for two hours!) and so to go anywhere I'd have to wake him up, which is never a pleasant experience. So the boys played inside the past two evenings. An example of a good interaction: Max made a big train track on the floor, and Jack played on the other track.

Bad interactions also abounded. I do not know what to do with Max, he wants whatever toy Jack picks up and takes it from him. Sometimes his "badness" is understandable - Jack breaks his tracks or his Lego creation - but most of the time, he's just taking advantage of the fact that he's bigger.

During Jack's extended nap today, Max did some watercoloring. He painted hearts.

Also some beadtime, this time attaching a clasp to his favorite beads so the necklace can come on and off. He likes that.

Post-dinner we went for a short walk. Short because it started out with Max letting go of Puppy Love's leash and me having to run-walk to catch her. That was NOT good for my back, and it still hurts. Max was only up for a short walk anyway, it is sooo hot outside, and we stopped every few minutes to switch out sticks - he only got to take one home and kept finding better ones.


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June 27 2009

Max was up late last night crying, "Mama it hurts a ton, Mama it hurts a ton!" He wanted to go to the doctor RIGHT NOW, which is saying a lot if you know Max, or probably any 3 year old (he usually freaks out at the possibility of going - it's a great threat). He had a patch of rashy oozy flaky yuck on his ankle, and I didn't know what to do to help him. It was so hard not to be able to fix it ("nothing makes it feel better, Mama!"). Unfortunately the children's clinic is only open a few hours on Saturday mornings, of course perfectly coinciding with the time I was teaching. So I did a crazy thing, and actually asked for help - called a friend, asked them to take Max to the doctor's office for me. I was sure it was some kind of fungus or antibiotic-resistant staph infection and was envisioning news of various serious diagnoses as I was doing my sun salutations. And the verdict... a mosquito bite!!!!!!!!!! An infected mosquito bite, mind you, but I hijacked my friend's Saturday morning for a bug bite!!!! Some antibiotic ointment and a new package of Bandaids later, and Max is a much happier camper. Check out the bandages he picked. They had Lightening McQueen and Disney Princess boxes. Guess which one he chose? I was so shocked but didn't make a big deal about it - just basked in his sweet innocence. (And thought about two years from now, when Jack tries to pick out the princesses, and Max makes fun of him. So sad.) The mandatory (attempted) interview.


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June 26 2009

A reliably great part of my day: picking Jack up from any of the various daycares that he frequents. He LOVES me!

Max learned a cool new trick on his last day of Gymnastic's Camp. He must have flipped 50 times in the 5 minutes I was there watching!


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June 25 2009

My musical boys. Rocking out on the piano and dancing and singing.

Although Max is driving me insane (EVERYTHING is an ordeal right now), he is still a good boy. I love to listen to him tell stories and "read" to me.


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