Friday, November 30, 2012
We saw a whole lot of baby today and there is no doubt that we're having a little boy!
Now to break the news to Bub who's convinced that we're having a little girl. Awkward....
I'm sure he'll figure out quickly enough that this means there will be twice as many trucks to play with. And it means I get to remain The Princess Brat!
Wednesday, November 28, 2012
Sunday, November 25, 2012
And it looks like someone else has had a growth spurt! I love that this picture makes Chris look like he's gotten too tall for our house. We're gonna need a bigger boat.
Wednesday, November 21, 2012
Saturday, November 17, 2012
Bub had some terrible dreams this evening and could not be calmed. Finally, after struggling to settle him for an hour, we brought him into our room. Having him between us didn't work at all. He's camped out on his old crib mattress, hugging a book about space, wishing it were morning. Sleep, Little Bub.
Friday, November 16, 2012
Wednesday, November 14, 2012
Friday, November 9, 2012
My little roommate.
And speaking of breathing: the last few nights, whenever I yawn deeply, Beany decides that things are getting a little too snug in his home and decides to deliver a big POKE. It's a funny little game now. I try to get through the yawn and he tries to give a bigger POKE!
Thursday, November 8, 2012
Bub and I enjoyed building and destroying some new beachfront communities today. Bub was very brave and stood in the waves all by himself! Then we chased some birds and called it a day.
Wednesday, November 7, 2012
Tuesday, November 6, 2012
Monday, November 5, 2012
checking out our beach,
getting in some swimming with Daddy.
Friday, November 2, 2012
I've read that a parenting trick is to always give your toddler options to provide the element of control they so desire. If you want to steer your toddler towards one choice, you should list it first. Well, that doesn't work with my kid. Two examples from this morning:
Do you want to watch Diego or Timmy Time?
Do you want vanilla or strawberry milk?
Clearly, I need a new parenting resource because we're off the reservation over here!
His outspokenness is a least tempered with good grammar. Last night he crunched through the variations of "me" and "I" and settled on "Mama and I are having dinner." At least he's a well-spoken precocious child.