Tuesday, April 30, 2013
Blakely 9 Month Check-Up
Friday, April 26, 2013
Mom, I have a question...
When I hear the words…"mom, I have a question…"
I take a deep breath, shake my head and try to hold back the laughter. I KNOW whatever question it is…it is going to have me stumbling over my words or trying to come up with an explanation that is easy to understand or better yet a BIG FAT LIE!
Riley is a very curious little boy…like most preschoolers, I'm sure. And I don't know the exact scientific amount of questions one can be asked before their head explodes but I think I have almost been there. I think I get asked at least 100 questions a day, some simple…some not so simple. What's the difference between a simple and a not so simple question? Here, I will give you an example:
Simple:
"Mom where are my shoes?"
Not so Simple:
"Mom, why don't you and Blakely have a wiener?"
Simple:
"Mom, is it preschool today?"
Not so Simple:
"Why does dad and your mom have 2 daddy's?"
Simple:
"Mom, what's for supper?"
Not so Simple
"Why do we die, am I going to die too?"
Simple:
"Where's bear?"
Not so Simple:
"How did Blakely get out of your belly?"
Simple:
"is it summer yet?
Not so Simple:
"why are your front muscles so much bigger than daddy's?"
Simple:
"will I be big like dad one day?"
Not so Simple:
"Mom, why do you have dog breath in the morning?"
Simple:
"can I play my leap pad?"
Not so Simple:
"Why does that man have such a BIG BELLY, I don't think he has a baby in there!"
Most of the time I tell the truth and say…
"cuz Blakely and Mommy are girls…only boys have weiners."
"Cuz nana pam's and dad's parents got divorced" -this one was a little more complicated and was a back and forth discussion-
"our bodies go in the ground and our spirits go to heaven…and yes we all die but not for a long time"
And sometimes I just have fun and answer with…
"I pushed real hard and (fart noise) out came blakely!"
"cuz I workout more than dad!"
"cuz bear gave me a kiss this morning"
and then there is the "sometimes we don't say things aloud."
We stop questioning the little things as adults and start worrying about politics and bills, it is refreshing sometimes to hear what puzzles a 4 year old….like why bear eats her poop and why daddy doesn't have hair and why do we have to sleep. And although I enjoy answering some questions…and have the answers for some…I sometimes just have to say…"CUZ THATS THE WAY IT IS. THE END."
I take a deep breath, shake my head and try to hold back the laughter. I KNOW whatever question it is…it is going to have me stumbling over my words or trying to come up with an explanation that is easy to understand or better yet a BIG FAT LIE!
Riley is a very curious little boy…like most preschoolers, I'm sure. And I don't know the exact scientific amount of questions one can be asked before their head explodes but I think I have almost been there. I think I get asked at least 100 questions a day, some simple…some not so simple. What's the difference between a simple and a not so simple question? Here, I will give you an example:
Simple:
"Mom where are my shoes?"
Not so Simple:
"Mom, why don't you and Blakely have a wiener?"
Simple:
"Mom, is it preschool today?"
Not so Simple:
"Why does dad and your mom have 2 daddy's?"
Simple:
"Mom, what's for supper?"
Not so Simple
"Why do we die, am I going to die too?"
Simple:
"Where's bear?"
Not so Simple:
"How did Blakely get out of your belly?"
Simple:
"is it summer yet?
Not so Simple:
"why are your front muscles so much bigger than daddy's?"
Simple:
"will I be big like dad one day?"
Not so Simple:
"Mom, why do you have dog breath in the morning?"
Simple:
"can I play my leap pad?"
Not so Simple:
"Why does that man have such a BIG BELLY, I don't think he has a baby in there!"
Most of the time I tell the truth and say…
"cuz Blakely and Mommy are girls…only boys have weiners."
"Cuz nana pam's and dad's parents got divorced" -this one was a little more complicated and was a back and forth discussion-
"our bodies go in the ground and our spirits go to heaven…and yes we all die but not for a long time"
And sometimes I just have fun and answer with…
"I pushed real hard and (fart noise) out came blakely!"
"cuz I workout more than dad!"
"cuz bear gave me a kiss this morning"
and then there is the "sometimes we don't say things aloud."
We stop questioning the little things as adults and start worrying about politics and bills, it is refreshing sometimes to hear what puzzles a 4 year old….like why bear eats her poop and why daddy doesn't have hair and why do we have to sleep. And although I enjoy answering some questions…and have the answers for some…I sometimes just have to say…"CUZ THATS THE WAY IT IS. THE END."
Thursday, April 25, 2013
Tate 2 Year Doctor
We had Tate's 2 year appointment today…and yes all 3 kids came.
(when one decides to become a stay at home mom…the small print includes doctors visits with all the children you own)
We get to the doctors office and I carry the car seat/Blakely and Riley holds Tate's hand anddrags guides him along the side walk. Then Riley karate chops the handicap button to open the door with a loud HI-YAH!!! Which sets the tone for the waiting room :)
Dont' get me wrong, my kids are pretty well behaved in public, but somethings you just can't count on…like Riley choking on the water at the drinking fountain and almost puking or Tate saying "I go potty!" After a short wait, we get called and I picked up the car seat/Blakely and Riley grabs Tate's hand and we head back…and of coarse the nurse say's "my, you have your hands full!" and I smiled and thought to myself "yeah no shit!" We stop by the "weigh station" I set down the car seat/Blakely and I tell Riley to put his back against the wall and talk to Blakely while we weigh Tate and measure his height. Once we were done, I pick up the car seat/Blakely, Riley grabs Tate's hand and we follow the nurse to the patient room. There are 2 chairs, I put the car seat/Blakely in one and Riley with angry birds in the other and Tate up on the bed. (btw…by now I have a nice glow of perspiration) The nurse takes Tate's blood pressure and pulse, asks some questions and heads out…stating the doctor would be right in…we waited 15 minutes for the doctor, which is a lifetime when your in a 6x6 foot room with 3 small children…sweating to death! The doctor asks some questions like, have we ever left the country or if we grow our own home remedies…I laughed and said no. He also asked questions like can Tate…
- stack more than 4 blocks, yes.
-give good eye contact, yes.
-play pretend, yes.
-balance on one foot, yes.
-name body parts, yes.
-eating and sleeping well, yes.
-eat dirt………….ummmm….yes, but not as much as last year :)
Sorry, Tate we were close to a perfect score.
The doc then checked his eyes and throat and heart and tummy…then had Tate lay back to check his groin and genitals, of coarse Tate didn't like this part and he started to cry. Riley managed to pop up from his angry birds trance and said "why is that man touching Tate's wiener!" Dr. Gable said, "I'm just making sure Tate is healthy." Oh doctor, if only that would solve the hundreds of questions I am going to receive from Riley this week. (which is a whole other blog)
The doctor was finally done and heads out stating the lab would be right in to give a tetanus shot and hemoglobin…we waited 30 minutes for them. And by this time the kids were restless….My battery on my phone was dying, we didn't ration our snacks well and Tate had to potty again. Finally the nurse came in with the shot and they pricked his finger for blood. and we headed out.
When we got home, as promised, ICE CREAM!!!!
Tate is 29 pounds and 36 inches tall
can count to 10
is starting to recognize the alphabet, his favorite letters are B O H
runs, jumps, kicks and throws
walks up stairs and crawls down
potty trained
sleeps in crib
eats whatever we eat
draws a straight vertical line
knows all his body parts
remembers family and is not shy
is very gentle and kind with Blakely
likes to wrestle and start trouble with Riley
follows 3 part commands (go upstairs, get shoes and bring to mom or sit down, be quiet and eat)
sleeps from 8pm-7am and naps from 1-4pm
speaks in full sentences
wears 3T and size 8 shoes
listens very well and doesn't spend nearly as much time in the corner as Riley did
cries when frustrated and whines a little more than I care for
Over all Tate is an easy going toddler, he is very easy to communicate with and is fun loving and adventurous. He isn't scared of much and likes meeting new people. Soon we will be trying out the bottom bunk (that should be fun) and going diaper free at night. Geez where did the time go?
(when one decides to become a stay at home mom…the small print includes doctors visits with all the children you own)
We get to the doctors office and I carry the car seat/Blakely and Riley holds Tate's hand and
Dont' get me wrong, my kids are pretty well behaved in public, but somethings you just can't count on…like Riley choking on the water at the drinking fountain and almost puking or Tate saying "I go potty!" After a short wait, we get called and I picked up the car seat/Blakely and Riley grabs Tate's hand and we head back…and of coarse the nurse say's "my, you have your hands full!" and I smiled and thought to myself "yeah no shit!" We stop by the "weigh station" I set down the car seat/Blakely and I tell Riley to put his back against the wall and talk to Blakely while we weigh Tate and measure his height. Once we were done, I pick up the car seat/Blakely, Riley grabs Tate's hand and we follow the nurse to the patient room. There are 2 chairs, I put the car seat/Blakely in one and Riley with angry birds in the other and Tate up on the bed. (btw…by now I have a nice glow of perspiration) The nurse takes Tate's blood pressure and pulse, asks some questions and heads out…stating the doctor would be right in…we waited 15 minutes for the doctor, which is a lifetime when your in a 6x6 foot room with 3 small children…sweating to death! The doctor asks some questions like, have we ever left the country or if we grow our own home remedies…I laughed and said no. He also asked questions like can Tate…
- stack more than 4 blocks, yes.
-give good eye contact, yes.
-play pretend, yes.
-balance on one foot, yes.
-name body parts, yes.
-eating and sleeping well, yes.
-eat dirt………….ummmm….yes, but not as much as last year :)
Sorry, Tate we were close to a perfect score.
The doc then checked his eyes and throat and heart and tummy…then had Tate lay back to check his groin and genitals, of coarse Tate didn't like this part and he started to cry. Riley managed to pop up from his angry birds trance and said "why is that man touching Tate's wiener!" Dr. Gable said, "I'm just making sure Tate is healthy." Oh doctor, if only that would solve the hundreds of questions I am going to receive from Riley this week. (which is a whole other blog)
The doctor was finally done and heads out stating the lab would be right in to give a tetanus shot and hemoglobin…we waited 30 minutes for them. And by this time the kids were restless….My battery on my phone was dying, we didn't ration our snacks well and Tate had to potty again. Finally the nurse came in with the shot and they pricked his finger for blood. and we headed out.
When we got home, as promised, ICE CREAM!!!!
Tate is 29 pounds and 36 inches tall
can count to 10
is starting to recognize the alphabet, his favorite letters are B O H
runs, jumps, kicks and throws
walks up stairs and crawls down
potty trained
sleeps in crib
eats whatever we eat
draws a straight vertical line
knows all his body parts
remembers family and is not shy
is very gentle and kind with Blakely
likes to wrestle and start trouble with Riley
follows 3 part commands (go upstairs, get shoes and bring to mom or sit down, be quiet and eat)
sleeps from 8pm-7am and naps from 1-4pm
speaks in full sentences
wears 3T and size 8 shoes
listens very well and doesn't spend nearly as much time in the corner as Riley did
cries when frustrated and whines a little more than I care for
Over all Tate is an easy going toddler, he is very easy to communicate with and is fun loving and adventurous. He isn't scared of much and likes meeting new people. Soon we will be trying out the bottom bunk (that should be fun) and going diaper free at night. Geez where did the time go?
Wednesday, April 17, 2013
A regular Picasso
I was clearing Riley's leap pad to make more room for storage and found some of his drawings and pictures…enjoy :)
yes, that's you Mike Langfald.
Wednesday, April 10, 2013
9 Months
Blakely is 9 months old…**sigh** I'm sad that she is growing so fast…but she is getting more and more fun. She has been full out crawling for the last couple weeks, which has allowed her to catch up on some much needed snooping and searching of tiny little objects that might be tasty, so she puts them in her mouth. She is all over the place and seems to be most curious about the garage door. Thankfully she hasn't discovered the stairs! She follows me around all day…all I hear are *slap, slap slap* of her hands on the floor as she crawls. She has a walker now and she enjoys coasting around the kitchen and Tate enjoys being able to share her snacks at a lower level. Lately she has been enjoying chunky foods and feeding herself…she LOVES honey nut cheerios, when I pour them on her tray her hands go at the cereal like hungry hungry hippos. I have noticed she is a good mix of Tate and Riley…adventurous but easily startled…eats anything but particular about a schedule…deep sleeper but occasionally wakes at weird times…and definitely has a personality! She likes to growl at the boys to get them to growl back…she bounces on her butt when they talk to her. She wiggles when we sing or clap our hands. She's just fun to have around.
I took some pictures of her today while the boys were sleeping. Girls are so much more fun to take pictures of!
First: this swim suit was purchased almost 3 years ago, while I was pregnant with Tate. My mom and I saw it and thought it was too cute not to purchase…in hopes that Tate was a girl…which he wasn't. So I have been using it in photography sessions. But Blakely got her turn!
Second: This is one of my old baby sweaters…it is in such good condition and it adorable! She is also wearing little knit pants…which, after being stretched to get around her legs, ended up being shorts…but cute nonetheless.
Third: Some very good friends of ours (who had their baby a week after we had Blakely) sent us this lace romper when she was born and I have been waiting and waiting to take pictures in it! I LOVE IT!
9 Month
still 2 bottom teeth
crawling (8 1/2 months)
stand with support
feeds self
takes a bottle and some sippys
size 3/4 diapers
size 12-18 month clothes
sleeps 8pm-7am with 2 naps 9-11am & 1-4pm
eats 3 meals + random snacks
loves her pacifier
makes lots of noises and mimics
I took some pictures of her today while the boys were sleeping. Girls are so much more fun to take pictures of!
First: this swim suit was purchased almost 3 years ago, while I was pregnant with Tate. My mom and I saw it and thought it was too cute not to purchase…in hopes that Tate was a girl…which he wasn't. So I have been using it in photography sessions. But Blakely got her turn!
Second: This is one of my old baby sweaters…it is in such good condition and it adorable! She is also wearing little knit pants…which, after being stretched to get around her legs, ended up being shorts…but cute nonetheless.
Third: Some very good friends of ours (who had their baby a week after we had Blakely) sent us this lace romper when she was born and I have been waiting and waiting to take pictures in it! I LOVE IT!
Finally: I have taken countless little girls' pictures in this pettiskirt. It is my favorite skirt I have. And I knew I wanted to take Blakely in it…it's so pretty and feminine and she just looks like a dream in it.
9 Month
still 2 bottom teeth
crawling (8 1/2 months)
stand with support
feeds self
takes a bottle and some sippys
size 3/4 diapers
size 12-18 month clothes
sleeps 8pm-7am with 2 naps 9-11am & 1-4pm
eats 3 meals + random snacks
loves her pacifier
makes lots of noises and mimics
Eats green beans likes sucking in a spaghetti noodle
Falls asleep in her walker
Loves her pacifier and her blankey
This is how she always sits
gets to her knees and tries to stand
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