Sunday, September 28, 2008
Wednesday, September 24, 2008
Saturday, September 20, 2008
It's out with the old....
Wednesday, September 17, 2008
Riding the horsey - I love his face, I'm sure he's thinking, "Enjoy it while it lasts, sweetheart!"
Hope everyone is having a great week! Anyone have some exciting plans for fall?
Saturday, September 13, 2008
Tuesday, September 9, 2008
When playing on her own, you can usually find her like this...
Or even like this! (That's her brother's swim trunks and a baby doll hat.)
She is so sweet and funny, so bold and determined, loves to say "no" and loves to give hugs and kisses. She wakes up every morning singing a different song in her crib, her favorites are the ABCs, the Barney song and the "Issy Bissy Spider." She knows the alphabet and can count to ten, she recognizes emotions and becomes sad when Dumbo is separated from his mommy. She has the most wonderful manners, says please and thank you with no prompting whatsoever. She eats like a pig and is always asking "I try that?" when someone else has food. She loves her brother fiercely and wants to do everything that he does. We can always hear her calling "Seamus, where are you?" in a loud, singsong voice. He is so good and patient with her (most of the time!), even when she is bugging the heck out of him.
One of her favorites games to play is Sleepy Baby, where she spontaneously will close her eyes and pretend to snore, and we gush over the tired, sleepy baby. She especially loves to do this when she is all wrapped up warm and snuggly after her bath.
She is a good little mommy, carries her babies in a sling and feeds them their bottles.
Although she can make me crazy, my daughter has me wrapped right around her finger. I always say I'm so afraid for her to grow up, because I know she's going to be a wild one! I have definitely noticed the difference between raising boys and girls, and this fairy princess girl is going to give us a run for our money.
Lucky for me, she says "I wuv you, Mommy" and gives me kisses about a dozen times a day...I'll have to keep that in mind when in 12 years she's telling me how lame I am :-\
Friday, September 5, 2008
He was very grumpy about having his picture taken!
Godspeed, little man.
Tuesday, September 2, 2008
Seamus qualified for speech therapy and also had ear tubes placed to correct a hearing loss due to excess fluid. With the help of his therapy (and a Leapfrog DVD), he learned all of his letters and the sound each one makes. Fast forward to a year later...now, we can't get this kid to shut up! His speech development has been truly remarkable.
One evening last week in particular. The four of us were sitting around the dinner table, Devon, Grace and I eating normal dinner food, and Seamus eating a bowl of Rice Krispies and banana (his food aversions are a whole other post!) He was also clad only in Thomas the Train briefs (hey, it's summer, he's hot, and I'm choosing my battles.) He was talking, encouraging himself to take a bite - "Come on, tuck it in the bucket!" (I believe he got the "tuck it in the bucket" phrase from his babysitter, pretty original if you ask me.) He gets a giant scoop of Krispies and perfectly diced banana loaded onto his spoon, holds it steady and aims, and just as it approaches his open mouth, the entire spoonful slides off and dribbles down his belly. And all over Thomas. He looks at the empty spoon, and then down at the mess on his lap, and says "Oh, Jesus!"
You know when your kid does something like this and you want to burst out laughing, but you can't because you don't want to encourage inappropriate behavior? This is what is happening to me at this moment, except I had just taken a large sip of wine. So I let out some kind of a snort/choke and managed to aspirate a good amount of my Pinot Noir. I look over at my husband, whose beet-red face is looking down, shoulders shaking with silent laughter. Where on earth did he learn to say that??? The Wiggles Christmas DVD talks about baby Jesus, and Seamus' school is a Catholic elementary school, so all that plus church on Sundays, he's heard quite a lot about Jesus. Maybe he was just praying??
Seeing no reaction from Devon or I, Seamus tries again. "Oh, Jesus!" he yells with more exuberance. I seriously can't take it. I try to look stern. "Seamus! That is not a very nice thing to say. Jesus would be sad if he heard you talking like that." He looks confused. I tell him, "You can say, Oh my goodness!"
So what does he say then? "Oh my God!"
Is he just a particularly devout child, or do I have something to be concerned about here??
He tells me he can't wait to go to school to see Baby Jesus. Right now, I'm just envisioning the first phone call from the teacher, when Seamus spills the glue or drops his crayons and his little voice shouts out, "Oh, Jesus!"