Tonight at dinner, with no exception to our norm, Liam was having a crying fit *shocker* because he couldn't wash his hands by himself. *sigh* If you sense my frustration it would because he can indeed wash his hands all by himself without any supervision and has been doing it for at least a year and a half.
Anyway.....
Caroline was still eating at the table and she said to me, "Ne-num? Sad?"
M: "Yes, Liam is crying.
C: "Ne-num crying?"
M: "Yes. Daddy is helping him."
C: "Monkey"
M: "Monkey??!?!"
C: "Monkey. Sad. Crying. Elephant."
Holy cow this girl is smart. She was associating Liam's crying and being sad with a book we own called 'Hug' about a monkey who is sad because he can't find his mommy. An elephant ends up helping him look for his mommy.
M: "Yes, Caroline! And who was the monkey looking for?"
C: *big smile*
Liam ended up answering for her and surprisingly quit crying to enjoy his sisters very advanced thinking skills. Well, at least this mommy thinks she is advanced.
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Monday, December 14, 2015
Friday, December 11, 2015
18 months
My baby is no longer a baby. She talks non-stop, knows some of her shapes and even her colors. She can count to three and loves to say NO!
She adores baby dolls and carrying this bucket around the house.
Caroline has also begun her love for climbing. She loves to climb onto her little chairs and then climb onto the table. She loves to climb onto the regular chairs and then stand up. She was climbing onto the first rung of the ladder I was using to decorate the kitchen. And today she decided to climb onto the large step stool in our bathroom and grab all of the toothbrushes off the counter. Since I was about to take a shower I decided the safest thing to do was to flip the stool upside down. She then proceeded to figure out how to flip it right side up, climbed up and sat down. Nothing is off limits anymore.
Caroline is still very good at sleeping although she recently has been taking just a bit longer to fall asleep at night. She doesn't cry but we will hear her, for an additional 30 minutes at times, talking up a storm.
She still loves Liam but also has begun to be a bit more vocal when he is annoying her. She now refers to him as "Nenum".
She still wears her 12 month clothes and size 3 diapers. She is still an excellent eater usually eating more than her picky brother and she has begun to get very excited whenever she sees Elmo.
Caroline loves to dance and especially loves Christmas music. Bath time is still her favorite and today while at Aunt Ellen's house she stood at their little sink for 15 minutes just letting the water run over her hand. I had to drag her away.
I could very well go on and on about all the amazing things she can do. We are so blessed to have her a part of our family. We can't wait to see what she can do next!
Rolling with the punches
Because waiting 3 hours to see Santa seemed ridiculous we instead pretended that he was driving Caroline around on his brand new ATV. It's a good thing he is so easily entertained.
Wednesday, November 25, 2015
Smart?
Liam and I were discussing what he would like to be when he grows up.
L: A policeman!
M: Oh, wow! That is a very important job. What else would you like to be when you grow up?
L: A doctor!
M: Now you're talking! That is also an important job and you would have to work very hard to become a doctor. You need to study hard in school and be very smart to be a doctor. Which you are very smart.
L: Well, not really.
M: What are you talking about! You are smart!
L: Yeah, that's why I eat all those Smarties! They make me smart!
I think I'm in trouble.
L: A policeman!
M: Oh, wow! That is a very important job. What else would you like to be when you grow up?
L: A doctor!
M: Now you're talking! That is also an important job and you would have to work very hard to become a doctor. You need to study hard in school and be very smart to be a doctor. Which you are very smart.
L: Well, not really.
M: What are you talking about! You are smart!
L: Yeah, that's why I eat all those Smarties! They make me smart!
I think I'm in trouble.
Wednesday, November 18, 2015
So bright
Caroline is 17 months and continues to amaze us at the things she knows and can repeat.
Counting: When Liam is doing something he is not supposed to be doing we will tell him to stop and then start counting if he does not listen. We usually only make it to two (as three means you are in time-out) before he does obey his parents, which has led to Caroline's ability to count. One day I was warning Liam and said, "ONE!" and Caroline said, "TWO!" much to our amazement.
Singing: Caroline loves to play with the magnets on the side of the fridge while I am making dinner. One of our magnets will play the ABC song when you push one of the buttons and so Caroline will now sing the ABC song. She doesn't have the letters in the right order but she does say many of the letters. She will also repeat after you when saying the alphabet.
Talking: Caroline will repeat almost anything you say to her now. She still babbles a little bit but she mostly uses words and in their correct context. Her favorite words are bus, baby, truck, Daddy and Momma. She has even started to say two word phrases such as "love ya" and "see ya". 'Liam' is still hard for her to say but when we use his full name to get his attention she loves to call him by his middle name, "Paul". She also likes to give air kisses, usually after saying "love ya" which I am thinking is great for the germy season ahead.
There is no doubt about it, there is a major difference in the development of a boy versus a girl. Caroline and Liam are already so different but one thing they have in common is they both have this momma's heart.
Counting: When Liam is doing something he is not supposed to be doing we will tell him to stop and then start counting if he does not listen. We usually only make it to two (as three means you are in time-out) before he does obey his parents, which has led to Caroline's ability to count. One day I was warning Liam and said, "ONE!" and Caroline said, "TWO!" much to our amazement.
Singing: Caroline loves to play with the magnets on the side of the fridge while I am making dinner. One of our magnets will play the ABC song when you push one of the buttons and so Caroline will now sing the ABC song. She doesn't have the letters in the right order but she does say many of the letters. She will also repeat after you when saying the alphabet.
Talking: Caroline will repeat almost anything you say to her now. She still babbles a little bit but she mostly uses words and in their correct context. Her favorite words are bus, baby, truck, Daddy and Momma. She has even started to say two word phrases such as "love ya" and "see ya". 'Liam' is still hard for her to say but when we use his full name to get his attention she loves to call him by his middle name, "Paul". She also likes to give air kisses, usually after saying "love ya" which I am thinking is great for the germy season ahead.
There is no doubt about it, there is a major difference in the development of a boy versus a girl. Caroline and Liam are already so different but one thing they have in common is they both have this momma's heart.
Wednesday, October 14, 2015
A minor parenting fail...compared with the last post anyway
Since one story of Iowa visiting is not enough, here's another:
Liam loves to hide and then jump out and scare people. He will hide under blankets, pillows, behind doors or behind furniture but we can usually spot him because it's not like he is especially quiet when he is hiding. But he loves to think that he has fooled you and then he will jump out and scream Boo!
Saturday night after dinner we were getting the kids ready for bed and Evan and I were both focused on getting Caroline down because it was quite late. Then this happened,
M: "Where's Liam?"
E: "I don't know."
L: "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" from the other room.
Oh no. Because the only other person who was in the house besides my own family was Grandma. My 93 year old grandma. Whom Liam just jumped out from the bathroom door and scared.
Luckily Grandma was a good sport. Luckily we didn't give Grandma a heart attack.
But now Liam knows that he doesn't scare anyone with a walker.
Liam loves to hide and then jump out and scare people. He will hide under blankets, pillows, behind doors or behind furniture but we can usually spot him because it's not like he is especially quiet when he is hiding. But he loves to think that he has fooled you and then he will jump out and scream Boo!
Saturday night after dinner we were getting the kids ready for bed and Evan and I were both focused on getting Caroline down because it was quite late. Then this happened,
M: "Where's Liam?"
E: "I don't know."
L: "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" from the other room.
Oh no. Because the only other person who was in the house besides my own family was Grandma. My 93 year old grandma. Whom Liam just jumped out from the bathroom door and scared.
Luckily Grandma was a good sport. Luckily we didn't give Grandma a heart attack.
But now Liam knows that he doesn't scare anyone with a walker.
My most embarrassing parenting moment to date
A couple weekends ago we traveled out to see my Grandma in Iowa. Here lies the most embarrassing moment of my parenting career to date.
After lunch on Saturday, Liam and Eli went outside to run around and be loud without bothering my 93 year old grandmother. Violet stayed inside because she wanted to do a craft project with me that I brought along for all the kids to do. (cause I'm the coolest aunt) My Aunt was standing by the kitchen window and suddenly said, "Huh, Liam is running around with his pants down. Do you all do that in Illinois?"
Say what?!?!?! I seriously thought she was joking. So, she said it again and I quickly moved to the front door to see what was happening. I opened the door, the FRONT door, and Liam was steps away with his pants indeed around his ankles and he was crouched over.
"LIAM! WHAT ARE YOU DOING!"
"I couldn't make it momma. I ran out of gas and it was coming and I couldn't make it!"
Because, as you may be guessing, my son was pooping, pooping in the front yard of my 93 year old grandmother's house. Who lives in town. With neighbors all around. In the front yard.
Panicking, I ran back inside and thought well if he's going to act like a dog I guess I have to clean up after him like we do for our dog. I grabbed the baby wipes and a grocery bag and my family of course wanted to know what he was doing and I had to tell them. Everyone was cracking up and then my grandma walked into the kitchen with her walker and said that she had gone to get her camera if we wanted to get a picture. (because I think she just thought that he was running around her front yard without his pants and definitely NOT pooping on her lawn)
"Uh, no Grandma. We do not want a picture of this."
After explaining that we are not animals and definitely do not poop outside and next time can you please make it inside to the bathroom I am now able to say that I am thankful that Liam was not embarrassed by this incident. He paid little attention to the many remarks from his aunts and uncle the rest of the weekend and as soon as I helped him clean up he was back to running around the yard with Eli and Violet. I just hope that he will continue to let this story and all the teasing that will continue, because he will never live this story down, roll off his back.
I can't make this stuff up. This kid embarrasses me, makes me laugh, makes me want to pull my hair out almost every day and I still love him more than humanly possible. Pooping outside and all.
After lunch on Saturday, Liam and Eli went outside to run around and be loud without bothering my 93 year old grandmother. Violet stayed inside because she wanted to do a craft project with me that I brought along for all the kids to do. (cause I'm the coolest aunt) My Aunt was standing by the kitchen window and suddenly said, "Huh, Liam is running around with his pants down. Do you all do that in Illinois?"
Say what?!?!?! I seriously thought she was joking. So, she said it again and I quickly moved to the front door to see what was happening. I opened the door, the FRONT door, and Liam was steps away with his pants indeed around his ankles and he was crouched over.
"LIAM! WHAT ARE YOU DOING!"
"I couldn't make it momma. I ran out of gas and it was coming and I couldn't make it!"
Because, as you may be guessing, my son was pooping, pooping in the front yard of my 93 year old grandmother's house. Who lives in town. With neighbors all around. In the front yard.
Panicking, I ran back inside and thought well if he's going to act like a dog I guess I have to clean up after him like we do for our dog. I grabbed the baby wipes and a grocery bag and my family of course wanted to know what he was doing and I had to tell them. Everyone was cracking up and then my grandma walked into the kitchen with her walker and said that she had gone to get her camera if we wanted to get a picture. (because I think she just thought that he was running around her front yard without his pants and definitely NOT pooping on her lawn)
"Uh, no Grandma. We do not want a picture of this."
After explaining that we are not animals and definitely do not poop outside and next time can you please make it inside to the bathroom I am now able to say that I am thankful that Liam was not embarrassed by this incident. He paid little attention to the many remarks from his aunts and uncle the rest of the weekend and as soon as I helped him clean up he was back to running around the yard with Eli and Violet. I just hope that he will continue to let this story and all the teasing that will continue, because he will never live this story down, roll off his back.
I can't make this stuff up. This kid embarrasses me, makes me laugh, makes me want to pull my hair out almost every day and I still love him more than humanly possible. Pooping outside and all.
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