Saturday, January 30, 2010
Thursday, January 28, 2010
1/26/10
Day we found out some news we didn't want to hear. Since this is not my personal journal but rather an account of the kids' doings, since I know my Dad wouldn't want me to moan over him, and since I know there's nothing better for a grandfather's health than reading about his grandkids, I will continue to post about the kids, even when my mind is elsewhere! But I will have a very special-to-me reader in mind as I do ;)
cute
Owen drags broom and dustpan into room to sweep up enormous pile of peanuts and peanut dust that he just spilled on the carpet while I'm nursing Asher...
Owen: Mommy, Mrs. Laura in class has dis broom too!
Me: Oh, does Mrs. Laura use it to clean up messes?
Owen: Yep. Those kids smash goldfish all over the floor during snack time. They make a LOT of messes.
new favorite words:
certainly
absolutely
a while ago
a-few-minutes-last-week-ago
today-this-morning-later
Me: Owen, what is making you feel so naughty today?
Owen: It's Asher.
Preparing himself to vacuum the living room...
Goggles, check
Respirator mask, check
Ear muffs, check
'Mommy, I need my work gloves so I don't get spiders on my hands!'
Owen: Mommy, Mrs. Laura in class has dis broom too!
Me: Oh, does Mrs. Laura use it to clean up messes?
Owen: Yep. Those kids smash goldfish all over the floor during snack time. They make a LOT of messes.
new favorite words:
certainly
absolutely
a while ago
a-few-minutes-last-week-ago
today-this-morning-later
Me: Owen, what is making you feel so naughty today?
Owen: It's Asher.
Preparing himself to vacuum the living room...
Goggles, check
Respirator mask, check
Ear muffs, check
'Mommy, I need my work gloves so I don't get spiders on my hands!'
Saturday, January 23, 2010
Friday, January 22, 2010
This week's recall
As we drove to the school for the Brown/Coakley election...
Mommy I want to see the boat!
Well Owen, here's the place where we vote.
[We depart building after voting]
[Tantruming] Mommy, go back, I want to go back and see that boat with that man in Massachusetts in that boat!!!
After playing with the hand lotion bottle...
Mommy! My pants are all lotionedy. [pause] Yes indeed!
While making waffles for breakfast...
[I pour buttermilk into measuring cup]
[Tantruming] Nooooo! I want to pour dat buttery milk! Nooooo! Dat's Owen's job! Give me dat buttery milk!
Anytime, any day...
Mommy, I want Asher to go and be in dat different family
Mommy, can Asher go live in dat other house?
Mommy, Asher can go to dat garage.
Mommy, Daddy will take Asher to Daddy's work.
Mommy, I don't like Asher.
While repeatedly (and I mean repeatedly...perhaps obsessively-compulsively, I'm not sure) taking his new skiing goggles and helmet on and off, on and off, on and off...
Mommy, why do I have to wear dis helmet?
Well, you might fall down and I don't want you to hit your head and get hurt.
NOOOO Mommy, don't say dat!
Mommy, why do I have to wear dis helmet?
[silence from me]
Mommy, why do I have to wear dis helmet?
I don't want to have to take you to the hospital in the middle of our ski trip
NOOOO Mommy, stop talking like dat!
Mommy, why do I have to wear dis helmet?
[silence again]
Mommy, why do I have to wear dis helmet?
OWEN, YOU JUST TOLD ME NOT TO ANSWER YOU! WHAT ON EARTH DO YOU WANT ME TO SAY????
Mommy, say, 'Owen, that helmet is to pwetect your head if you fall down!'
...At this moment it dawns on me that he is reciting lines from the Caillou episode in which Caillou learns to ski on a ski trip with his family. I just didn't know my part.
After getting an unusual snack of apple jacks and chocolate milk (not mixed together by the way)...
Mommy, THANK you mommy. I LOVE dis snack. Dis snack is GWEAT! Oh mommy, wow I love dis snack SOOO much. Wow! It tastes so YUMMY! Thank you Mommy for dis tasty, tasty snack!
Mommy I want to see the boat!
Well Owen, here's the place where we vote.
[We depart building after voting]
[Tantruming] Mommy, go back, I want to go back and see that boat with that man in Massachusetts in that boat!!!
After playing with the hand lotion bottle...
Mommy! My pants are all lotionedy. [pause] Yes indeed!
While making waffles for breakfast...
[I pour buttermilk into measuring cup]
[Tantruming] Nooooo! I want to pour dat buttery milk! Nooooo! Dat's Owen's job! Give me dat buttery milk!
Anytime, any day...
Mommy, I want Asher to go and be in dat different family
Mommy, can Asher go live in dat other house?
Mommy, Asher can go to dat garage.
Mommy, Daddy will take Asher to Daddy's work.
Mommy, I don't like Asher.
While repeatedly (and I mean repeatedly...perhaps obsessively-compulsively, I'm not sure) taking his new skiing goggles and helmet on and off, on and off, on and off...
Mommy, why do I have to wear dis helmet?
Well, you might fall down and I don't want you to hit your head and get hurt.
NOOOO Mommy, don't say dat!
Mommy, why do I have to wear dis helmet?
[silence from me]
Mommy, why do I have to wear dis helmet?
I don't want to have to take you to the hospital in the middle of our ski trip
NOOOO Mommy, stop talking like dat!
Mommy, why do I have to wear dis helmet?
[silence again]
Mommy, why do I have to wear dis helmet?
OWEN, YOU JUST TOLD ME NOT TO ANSWER YOU! WHAT ON EARTH DO YOU WANT ME TO SAY????
Mommy, say, 'Owen, that helmet is to pwetect your head if you fall down!'
...At this moment it dawns on me that he is reciting lines from the Caillou episode in which Caillou learns to ski on a ski trip with his family. I just didn't know my part.
After getting an unusual snack of apple jacks and chocolate milk (not mixed together by the way)...
Mommy, THANK you mommy. I LOVE dis snack. Dis snack is GWEAT! Oh mommy, wow I love dis snack SOOO much. Wow! It tastes so YUMMY! Thank you Mommy for dis tasty, tasty snack!
Thursday, January 21, 2010
Asher
I always leave Asher out! I realized that today. So I should record some things about him while I'm thinking of it.
1 week shy of 6 months...
*pushing up really high on arms, and even pushes his belly up off the ground
*doesn't crawl, but when left to his own devices, he manages to move 6 feet across the room...somehow.
*LOVES to be on his tummy. I recently figured out that sometimes he's fussy when I'm holding him because he wants to be down on his own trying to move and exploring a toy. If that's not the complete and utter opposite of Owen!!
*Always sleeps on tum; flips right over as soon as you put him in his crib.
*Occasionally manages to flip the other way, but not often.
*FINALLY got him back to just one night feed. Whew. We are all sleeping better again after the holiday travel. Schedule right now is roughly...
6-6:45am wake
7:30 nurse, then then cereal + fruit or veg
9am nap
~11am nurse
12:45pm nap (12:30 to 1 window to start nap)
~2:30 nurse, then maybe a tiny bit of food
[Occasional 4:30-5pm nap; getting rarer]
Nurse ~4:30pm, then cereal + fruit or veg
Bed between 5 and 6pm (maybe 6:30 if a 3rd nap, but rare)
Feed ~3:30am
*doesn't like a dirty diaper...Owen never even noticed; also a big difference
*loves toys
*starts to cry/fuss preemptively when Owen draws near with malice in his eyes (sigh, sibling rivalry has begun, and it's severe)
*giggles aDORably when kissed, especially when he's in his birthday suit on the changing table
*always returns a smile
*does not like extended intense eye contact with strangers...always makes him cry!
*has had pears, apples, prunes, sw. potatoes, squash, bananas, peas, brown rice cereal. didn't care much for the peas or plain cereal. likes cereal mixed w/ other food. Oh, and he's had juice...unintentionally. I caught Owen heading toward Asher's mouth with the straw in his juice box. I said, 'No Owen, Asher is just a baby and he can't drink juice!' So what does Owen do of course but look me in the eye, turn around and squeeze the box so a nice jet of juice squirts right into Asher's mouth. Time outs, whoopin's....the child is a limit-tester. Incidentally, Asher really enjoyed the juice.
*so, so fat. insanely chubby legs. at least three fat rolls above the knee...if you can even call them knees.
*big, wide-open baby blues! just like brother, always catches attention for those eyes.
*sometimes he's started to vocalize along with me when i read his bedtime story.
*likes to fall asleep in the car...Owen would never do that!!! it's awesome; he'll even let me move him inside and stay asleep a lot of the time. wow.
*is doing this thing right now where he slaps his hand down over and over on a surface, especially the high chair. pretty hard! sort of like, 'c'mon woman, bring me my dinner!'
*unlike my experience with owen at this age, i would prefer if this one staid put. he is adorable, sweet and manageable. i am totally smitten! i was smitten with owen too, but much more overwhelmed. i am still overwhelmed right now, but it is still by owen :}
1 week shy of 6 months...
*pushing up really high on arms, and even pushes his belly up off the ground
*doesn't crawl, but when left to his own devices, he manages to move 6 feet across the room...somehow.
*LOVES to be on his tummy. I recently figured out that sometimes he's fussy when I'm holding him because he wants to be down on his own trying to move and exploring a toy. If that's not the complete and utter opposite of Owen!!
*Always sleeps on tum; flips right over as soon as you put him in his crib.
*Occasionally manages to flip the other way, but not often.
*FINALLY got him back to just one night feed. Whew. We are all sleeping better again after the holiday travel. Schedule right now is roughly...
6-6:45am wake
7:30 nurse, then then cereal + fruit or veg
9am nap
~11am nurse
12:45pm nap (12:30 to 1 window to start nap)
~2:30 nurse, then maybe a tiny bit of food
[Occasional 4:30-5pm nap; getting rarer]
Nurse ~4:30pm, then cereal + fruit or veg
Bed between 5 and 6pm (maybe 6:30 if a 3rd nap, but rare)
Feed ~3:30am
*doesn't like a dirty diaper...Owen never even noticed; also a big difference
*loves toys
*starts to cry/fuss preemptively when Owen draws near with malice in his eyes (sigh, sibling rivalry has begun, and it's severe)
*giggles aDORably when kissed, especially when he's in his birthday suit on the changing table
*always returns a smile
*does not like extended intense eye contact with strangers...always makes him cry!
*has had pears, apples, prunes, sw. potatoes, squash, bananas, peas, brown rice cereal. didn't care much for the peas or plain cereal. likes cereal mixed w/ other food. Oh, and he's had juice...unintentionally. I caught Owen heading toward Asher's mouth with the straw in his juice box. I said, 'No Owen, Asher is just a baby and he can't drink juice!' So what does Owen do of course but look me in the eye, turn around and squeeze the box so a nice jet of juice squirts right into Asher's mouth. Time outs, whoopin's....the child is a limit-tester. Incidentally, Asher really enjoyed the juice.
*so, so fat. insanely chubby legs. at least three fat rolls above the knee...if you can even call them knees.
*big, wide-open baby blues! just like brother, always catches attention for those eyes.
*sometimes he's started to vocalize along with me when i read his bedtime story.
*likes to fall asleep in the car...Owen would never do that!!! it's awesome; he'll even let me move him inside and stay asleep a lot of the time. wow.
*is doing this thing right now where he slaps his hand down over and over on a surface, especially the high chair. pretty hard! sort of like, 'c'mon woman, bring me my dinner!'
*unlike my experience with owen at this age, i would prefer if this one staid put. he is adorable, sweet and manageable. i am totally smitten! i was smitten with owen too, but much more overwhelmed. i am still overwhelmed right now, but it is still by owen :}
addendum: and oh yes, I nearly forgot! Every time we get to the last page of Woof's Bedtime, Asher starts cooing and just lights up with happiness. He LOVES the picture of the big yellow moon with a friendly face. I find it so adorable since Owen never did anything like that. What the heck did we manage to do to Owen? I wonder if we had a bonding problem with all of that bad breastfeeding dynamic for months on end. Because he just never developed normal social interactions as an infant. Hmpf.
Sunday, January 17, 2010
Appetite
For supper tonight Owen ate...
1 fillet of fried fish
1 ear of corn
1 yogurt tube
1/8 cup of blueberries
1 soft boiled egg and some bagel
some milk
half an apricot fried pie with extra glaze
Considering Owen is not a big eater, it seemed like his leg was hollow. He was also flying high today...I mean, he was crazy. He could not keep his attention on anything and was just being loud and silly and obnoxious all afternoon. It was sort of a good mood, but more just weirdly energetic. He really seemed like he was on drugs. I could blame it on the afternoon slurpee from 7-11 that he drank on an empty stomach. Think so?
Congratulating my Dad on his joyful retirement, and praying for his surgery tomorrow and asking for good biopsy results. Romans 8:28
1 fillet of fried fish
1 ear of corn
1 yogurt tube
1/8 cup of blueberries
1 soft boiled egg and some bagel
some milk
half an apricot fried pie with extra glaze
Considering Owen is not a big eater, it seemed like his leg was hollow. He was also flying high today...I mean, he was crazy. He could not keep his attention on anything and was just being loud and silly and obnoxious all afternoon. It was sort of a good mood, but more just weirdly energetic. He really seemed like he was on drugs. I could blame it on the afternoon slurpee from 7-11 that he drank on an empty stomach. Think so?
Congratulating my Dad on his joyful retirement, and praying for his surgery tomorrow and asking for good biopsy results. Romans 8:28
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