Brent had a great visit with his grandparents over the weekend, who came to visit. He's been so clingy lately that I thought he would be more standoff-ish, but after a little break-in period he had a wonderful time. It had been a while since we had seen them, so I was proud that he did so well. He even kept on schedule and didn't get too cranky, which really surprised me!
Plus he got to play with their dogs, which was so cute to watch. They were all pretty small, and just his size. He would run down the hallway, and turn around to see if they were chasing him. If not, he would run back and try again. He was a little rough on them a time or two, but the dogs were wonderful with him. It makes me wish that ours were small enough to bring inside to play with him. The two smaller ones would be perfect, but are scared to death of baths. I'm not sure they would even enjoy themselves indoors. We found them by the road one day and it seems they have never really been indoor dogs. At least he can play outside with them this summer!
All in all, it was a great and relaxing weekend. My boy is quite the character these days. I could spend hours just watching his expressions and mannerisms. Yesterday we learned how to blow dandelion seeds across the yard. He loves doing that! And he caught on so quick (though he did try blowing on the yellow ones until he got it straight). I'm just amazed at how much fun, and fun-loving, he is. I hope it helps him to have a wonderful life. I know I am lucky to be a part of it.
3.20.2006
3.15.2006
Great weekend!
I can't get over how beautiful the weather has been the last few days. It has gone from highs in the 40's (last week) to highs in the 80's (weekend) to highs in the 50's (this week). There are flowers in bloom and fruit trees blossoming. Incredible for so early in the year!
And of course, Brent wanted to be outside ALL weekend long. I literally have bruises on my legs from where he would kick and scream every time I tried to coral him back into the house. I know, I know...I'm such a mean mom! I spent every spare second hunched over following him around the yard, but it was all forgotten the second "inside" was mentioned.
Some clips from the weekend:
"No, we can't play with Daddy's nail gun."
"Please don't hit the cat with your plastic golf club"
"No climbing ladders! Remember from the other 50 times I said it?"
"Yes, that's a stick! Good job!"
"Another stick! Way to go, Brent!"
"Okay...that's a stick too! Want to go play somewhere else now?"
"I'm sorry the cats don't like your hugs"
"No the stick has to stay outside"
"The golf club has to stay outside, too"
"Nope, we're going INSIDE, but nice try"
Really we had a lot of fun though. It was so warm and lovely and spring-like. And it showed me one really important thing. We probably need a fenced in yard! And I need about 2 more eyes. Another arm would be nice too.
And of course, Brent wanted to be outside ALL weekend long. I literally have bruises on my legs from where he would kick and scream every time I tried to coral him back into the house. I know, I know...I'm such a mean mom! I spent every spare second hunched over following him around the yard, but it was all forgotten the second "inside" was mentioned.
Some clips from the weekend:
"No, we can't play with Daddy's nail gun."
"Please don't hit the cat with your plastic golf club"
"No climbing ladders! Remember from the other 50 times I said it?"
"Yes, that's a stick! Good job!"
"Another stick! Way to go, Brent!"
"Okay...that's a stick too! Want to go play somewhere else now?"
"I'm sorry the cats don't like your hugs"
"No the stick has to stay outside"
"The golf club has to stay outside, too"
"Nope, we're going INSIDE, but nice try"
Really we had a lot of fun though. It was so warm and lovely and spring-like. And it showed me one really important thing. We probably need a fenced in yard! And I need about 2 more eyes. Another arm would be nice too.
3.09.2006
Word Count
Words he can say, to date:
Da-da
Ma-ma (rarely, though)
uh-oh (usually following some loud crash)
ball
more
bye-bye
night-night
doggie
cat
please
shoes
sheep
hat
stick
cracker
__________
15 words! Good job, Brent!
(updated 3/14)
Da-da
Ma-ma (rarely, though)
uh-oh (usually following some loud crash)
ball
more
bye-bye
night-night
doggie
cat
please
shoes
sheep
hat
stick
cracker
__________
15 words! Good job, Brent!
(updated 3/14)
3.08.2006
Morningtime
Some pictures I took this morning as he was chilling out watching the Wiggles. He wasn't exactly all smiles today, but I thought he still looked cute :)
3.07.2006
Politeness
I love how polite my little boy is these days! So polite, knowing how to say please/"eez" when he wants something.
Only he's quite certain that by this new found word must mean that he gets anything he wants. And he gets quite upset when you have to say no to his request. This usually results in a barrage of "eez"es that get louder and louder and more impatient. But it's really very cute, the way he scrunches up his nose and bares his teeth when he says it. Sometimes he's not even sure what he wants, he just "eez"es into the thin air hoping magical wonderful things will materialize before his eyes. And when he does get something that he is asking so nicely for, he wants to make sure he gets everything he can out of it. As soon as you hand it to him, he will shove it beside him and reach out and ask again. For what? I don't always know. But he tries to ride the "eez" boat as long as possible, as if it is a temporary potion of sorts.
His other new obsession is cheezy puff balls. Andy got a monstrous container of them at the store the other day, and they are both having a great time. For the first day I kept them on top of the fridge and only brought them out a couple times, but then he figured out where I keep them. So, I now have to face tantrums whenever he is stretching up the fridge "eez"ing for all the world to hear. I think he would eat them all day if I let him. Even notwithstanding the health aspect, I'm not too keen on having orange furniture and clothes.
Only he's quite certain that by this new found word must mean that he gets anything he wants. And he gets quite upset when you have to say no to his request. This usually results in a barrage of "eez"es that get louder and louder and more impatient. But it's really very cute, the way he scrunches up his nose and bares his teeth when he says it. Sometimes he's not even sure what he wants, he just "eez"es into the thin air hoping magical wonderful things will materialize before his eyes. And when he does get something that he is asking so nicely for, he wants to make sure he gets everything he can out of it. As soon as you hand it to him, he will shove it beside him and reach out and ask again. For what? I don't always know. But he tries to ride the "eez" boat as long as possible, as if it is a temporary potion of sorts.
His other new obsession is cheezy puff balls. Andy got a monstrous container of them at the store the other day, and they are both having a great time. For the first day I kept them on top of the fridge and only brought them out a couple times, but then he figured out where I keep them. So, I now have to face tantrums whenever he is stretching up the fridge "eez"ing for all the world to hear. I think he would eat them all day if I let him. Even notwithstanding the health aspect, I'm not too keen on having orange furniture and clothes.
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