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| This is what happens when Daddy dresses Grant. |
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| This was taken a few nights ago. How sweet! |
Saturday, December 4, 2010
When Daddy Dresses Grant
Husband is in charge of getting Grant ready for day care in the morning. I try to lay out Grant's clothes before work in the morning for him because I like them to match. Does it matter? No. But I like it. Since today is Saturday we don't have to bother with our routine. I got to sleep in (thank you Husband) and Nate dealt with Grant this morning. When he got him out of his sleep sack he put a pair of pants over his onesie, fed him, and put him in his bouncy seat for entertainment. When I picked him up for his next feeding I started laughing and pointed out that his pants may be...um...a little big. To which Husband replied "Well, they match!"
Tuesday, November 30, 2010
Still My Favorite
For as long as I can remember, The Wizard of OZ has been my favorite movie. I still get excited when it comes on TV (even though I have two DVDs). When I was a kid I used to camp out in the living room with my sleeping bag until it came on and watch out if you tried to turn the channel! Back then we had a TV that you had to get up and manually turn the channels so I had the opportunity to attack like a lion preying on the weak member of a herd of buffalo. Not much of a threat because I hadn't yet reached my fat years (or as like to call them the years when I looked like "the girl who ate Tara").
Anyway! It was a surprise to me when The Wizard of OZ came on TV Friday night while I was doing "tummy time" with Grant.
Husband left the room because I am oh so annoying when this movie is on (too bad he doesn't realize how annoying he is when Tommy Boy is on). I admit it. I know all the words and all the songs and stupid bits of useless trivia...and it makes me shamelessly happy. So, when Grant started to get fussy with his tummy time (he hates that he's flailing his arms and legs but not going anywhere) I put him in his baby gym to play.
It was when he turned his head towards the TV that it occurred to me that sometime in the near future I am going to be able to watch the movie that I so loved as a kid with MY kid! I can't wait to camp out on the floor with him and make him popcorn on the stove like my mom used to (in a pot with oil - none of this jiffy pop crap!) and watch The Wizard of OZ. He already seems excited about it :)
Anyway! It was a surprise to me when The Wizard of OZ came on TV Friday night while I was doing "tummy time" with Grant.
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| Grant doing tummy time! |
It was when he turned his head towards the TV that it occurred to me that sometime in the near future I am going to be able to watch the movie that I so loved as a kid with MY kid! I can't wait to camp out on the floor with him and make him popcorn on the stove like my mom used to (in a pot with oil - none of this jiffy pop crap!) and watch The Wizard of OZ. He already seems excited about it :)
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| Grant watching Mommy's favorite movie! |
Thursday, November 25, 2010
Three Months
I couldn't decide if I wanted to combine Grant's third month with his first Thanksgiving. Since I'd use one of these pictures in both posts I'm just going to combine them.
So, here we are at three months already! Things are definitely getting better, if not a little easier. Our little man is now 11 pounds 8 ounces! At our last doctor visit (after our trip to the ER) they didn't measure him so I don't have a length right now. He seems to be out growing things in length before he ever fits into them in weight. We have a long, skinny little guy! Everyone keeps saying he's going to be a basketball player...that's getting old. How many times can you hear people say that? Plus it means I'd have to get interested in basketball and I just really don't want to do that.
It's true that they grow up too fast. Three months has flown by and every day I'm amazed by how much Grant is doing. He's doing really well with his "tummy time" and you can tell he wants to crawl SO bad but he just can't seem to put it all together yet. He's learned that when he's in his bouncy seat and he kicks hard that the toys on his toy bar shake and it makes him so stinking happy! There is a little toy that hangs down and he loves to concentrate on it and reach for it. He looks so excited when he grabs on to it. He holds onto his paci now and will grab for just about anything within reach...like my glasses (time for more contacts). And the best thing is that he is, for the most part, sleeping through the night. We'll usually put him to bed around 10:30 after his last bottle and he doesn't wake up until around 4:30 when we're getting up for work. And even then you can usually get him back to sleep with a paci.
As for me and Husband we're still learning but we're having fun. We still get peed on occaisionally but it's definitely not as often. We know Grant's poop schedule well enough now that I can give him a "real" bath without him pooping in the water. And when we all leave the house now it goes a lot smoother than it used to. We used to look like we were vacating the area due to a nuclear attack. But everything is getting better, calmer and into more of a routine. We're looking forward to how much fun we're going to have in the coming months.
So, here we are at three months already! Things are definitely getting better, if not a little easier. Our little man is now 11 pounds 8 ounces! At our last doctor visit (after our trip to the ER) they didn't measure him so I don't have a length right now. He seems to be out growing things in length before he ever fits into them in weight. We have a long, skinny little guy! Everyone keeps saying he's going to be a basketball player...that's getting old. How many times can you hear people say that? Plus it means I'd have to get interested in basketball and I just really don't want to do that.
It's true that they grow up too fast. Three months has flown by and every day I'm amazed by how much Grant is doing. He's doing really well with his "tummy time" and you can tell he wants to crawl SO bad but he just can't seem to put it all together yet. He's learned that when he's in his bouncy seat and he kicks hard that the toys on his toy bar shake and it makes him so stinking happy! There is a little toy that hangs down and he loves to concentrate on it and reach for it. He looks so excited when he grabs on to it. He holds onto his paci now and will grab for just about anything within reach...like my glasses (time for more contacts). And the best thing is that he is, for the most part, sleeping through the night. We'll usually put him to bed around 10:30 after his last bottle and he doesn't wake up until around 4:30 when we're getting up for work. And even then you can usually get him back to sleep with a paci.
As for me and Husband we're still learning but we're having fun. We still get peed on occaisionally but it's definitely not as often. We know Grant's poop schedule well enough now that I can give him a "real" bath without him pooping in the water. And when we all leave the house now it goes a lot smoother than it used to. We used to look like we were vacating the area due to a nuclear attack. But everything is getting better, calmer and into more of a routine. We're looking forward to how much fun we're going to have in the coming months.
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| 3 months old & his first Thanksgiving! |
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| Grant with his Great Aunt Debbie |
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| Hanging out with the family |
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| Grant with his Grandma (and his cousin Kristi on the left) |
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| Grant & Daddy (this was taken the night before Thanksgiving but I thought it was so cute!) |
Wednesday, November 24, 2010
Thanksgiving Continued!
My sister, Shauna, sent me a ridiculously long text about everything that Thanksgiving reminds her of and I thought I'd share. Some stuff I didn't remember, some stuff I still don't remember but it all made me laugh.
She reminded me that we used to hope not to get stuck sitting in the chair next to the wood stove vent because it was hot we'd sweat through the entire meal. And that every time my dad said grace we would laugh the whole time because dad was usually crying. My mother would always roll her eyes and say "Oh, put it in your journal Brian!" which would make us laugh harder. Shauna says she remembers AJ and Nick getting into fights...but I don't remember that. After the meal our Gram would do the dishes in water so scalding hot it's baffling that she never had to go to the ER for third degree burns (which is hereditary because I now have a tendency to do it). Then when the deck of cards came out, we'd play 31 and Gram would cheat. It was something everyone expected and yet everyone always acted surprised...when Uncle Charlie would call her out on it. Uncle Charlie used to talk to us in what my sister calls "gibberish" (seriously...who knows what it was). Shauna says she used to act like she knew what he was saying...but I'm pretty sure I always just stared at him. For some reason, my sister used to like to style Aunt Bonnie's hair...and Aunt Bonnie put with it. It always looked painful and by the time Shauna was done she had used roughly 5 pounds of mousse in her hair.
And lets not forget my mother cooking a retarded amount of food (like the time she cooked a 26 pound turkey with all the fixings - and then some - for six people). She would do this while drinking her Busch beer out of her "fancy" glass that she only ever drank out of at our family get-togethers. And, knowing my mother, she had probably stolen the glass from some restaurant. Petty thievery was a hobby of hers.
Anyway, that text made me smile remembering all the wonderful - and usually humorous - family holidays we've had over the years. It makes me sad to think that we won't have holidays like that anymore but I thank God for the memories that we have. And I look forward to the holiday traditions that Husband and I will be starting with our own family :)
She reminded me that we used to hope not to get stuck sitting in the chair next to the wood stove vent because it was hot we'd sweat through the entire meal. And that every time my dad said grace we would laugh the whole time because dad was usually crying. My mother would always roll her eyes and say "Oh, put it in your journal Brian!" which would make us laugh harder. Shauna says she remembers AJ and Nick getting into fights...but I don't remember that. After the meal our Gram would do the dishes in water so scalding hot it's baffling that she never had to go to the ER for third degree burns (which is hereditary because I now have a tendency to do it). Then when the deck of cards came out, we'd play 31 and Gram would cheat. It was something everyone expected and yet everyone always acted surprised...when Uncle Charlie would call her out on it. Uncle Charlie used to talk to us in what my sister calls "gibberish" (seriously...who knows what it was). Shauna says she used to act like she knew what he was saying...but I'm pretty sure I always just stared at him. For some reason, my sister used to like to style Aunt Bonnie's hair...and Aunt Bonnie put with it. It always looked painful and by the time Shauna was done she had used roughly 5 pounds of mousse in her hair.
And lets not forget my mother cooking a retarded amount of food (like the time she cooked a 26 pound turkey with all the fixings - and then some - for six people). She would do this while drinking her Busch beer out of her "fancy" glass that she only ever drank out of at our family get-togethers. And, knowing my mother, she had probably stolen the glass from some restaurant. Petty thievery was a hobby of hers.
Anyway, that text made me smile remembering all the wonderful - and usually humorous - family holidays we've had over the years. It makes me sad to think that we won't have holidays like that anymore but I thank God for the memories that we have. And I look forward to the holiday traditions that Husband and I will be starting with our own family :)
Tuesday, November 23, 2010
Being Thankful
Every year on Thanksgiving my family used to go around the table and say what we’re thankful for. When we were kids we were always thankful for our (unbroken) toys, when we were teenagers we were thankful when our parents stayed out of our business, and when were a little older and no one was remotely serious about it anymore we would say whatever would make everyone laugh - like being thankful for Aunt Bonnie’s little turkey cookies or being thankful that someone labeled the ham gravy so Dad wouldn’t put it on his turkey again (that didn’t go well). So this post is in the spirit of the Thanksgivings that I used to have.
What I’m thankful for:
- My healthy baby boy and my husband
- All my family (even the ones I’m not so crazy about – or the ones that send hate mail)
- Great friends
- Our dog, Brodie, who will sometimes get mad at me but usually forgives me after a treat
- A roof over our head and food in our bellies
- Having a job I don’t mind going to in the morning
- That lack of “need” in my life (hopefully I eventually learn to “want” less)
- My sense of humor and being so easily amused
- My inner child (even if he is chubby…and sometimes a little bit lazy)
- My happy childhood and my great memories
I know I’m leaving some things out. I have a lot to be thankful for. Family holidays make me reminisce and I wish I had some pictures from our Thanksgivings to share but cameras seem to have been absent at those gatherings.
HAPPY THANKSGIVING EVERYONE!
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