A Mompreneur’s Chronicle Of Life With Her Boys

The art of saying something wrong

Learning to talk is one of those really fun milestones. You never know what exactly they are going to say and how it is going to sound. A few are really embarrassing and others you never want them to grow out of. We all have words that are hard to say or we just flat out pronounce wrong (OK word police, this is where Jim would talk about my Mom’s way of saying fajitas. She says frajitas. Sorry for outing you Mom.)

Jack started talking early and spoke pretty clearly, so he didn’t have that many words that came out in his own language. He did have some and still has a few that haven’t migrated to the real pronunciation. Here are a few of our favorites.

  • murote – remote
  • cobbily – broccoli
  • engery – energy
  • obstitute – substitute (he came home one day from school and said he had an obstitute teacher.)
  • occapus – octopus
  • copiter – helicopter

Since Will is still learning to talk he has a lot more words that he is still working out. I have found that he is not as clear as Jack was. He talks just as much, but most of the time you can only get a couple of words out of it. Here is his current list.

  • Wheel – Will, this is how he says his name
  • AYaya – Yaya, my mom
  • Keen – McQueen, as in Lightning
  • Mulligant – Mulligan, our dog
  • cycle – motorcycle or bicycle
  • coporn – popcorn
  • copet – pocket
  • ephant – elephant
  • wasat – what’s that
  • boberry – blueberry
  • dotdog – hotdog
  • faffle – waffle
  • Anakint – Anakin Skywalker
  • Obe – Obi Won Kenobi

I hope a few of these linger for a while. He is growing up so fast already. We were looking at him the other night and realizing our baby is not that much a baby anymore.

Two Fingers

IMG_2504Will turned two on our Hawaii trip. It felt like a bit of an afterthought because we didn’t even have him blow out a candle that day. (I know I am a bad mom.) I am pretty sure he didn’t notice. Needless to say we didn’t bring presents over with us, we had enough luggage.

At least I had the presence of mind to plan his birthday party before we left. As I was getting the invitations ready I realized that he has only a couple of friends his age. Most of this friends are actually Jack’s friends – the life of a 2nd child.

Second birthdays are hard ones to plan. They aren’t as exciting as the first birthday and they are still to young for party games or to have an opinion. So what do you do, have a few people over dinner and let the kids play while the parents watched basketball.

The Saturday after we got back was his party. Unfortunately it also coincided with the beginning of spring break for a few people (not ours), so it was a small party, but again I don’t think he noticed. Not wanting his party to feel like a complete afterthought I made a memorable cake and yes it did have candles.

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The kids had a great time, playing and watching a movie. Will got his favorite dinner, or at least the one he keeps asking for, pizza. After cake he got to open his presents, including a cycle (a balance bike) from Grandma and Grandfather and a T-ball set from us.

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If you ask him how old he is he will tell you 2. And then when you ask him how many fingers that is he holds up 2 fingers, but it is 1 from each hand.

So Happy 2nd Birthday Will! Can’t believe you are already 2.

Bottle free

Our house is officially bottle free, well baby bottles that is. About a month ago I weaned Will off his bedtime bottle, the only one that was remaining. I wanted to wait to write this post until I was sure that we were going to keep moving forward and not back (yes I am a bit superstitious.)

He had been stuck on a bedtime bottle for months. It was a nice cozy time for the two of us to sit quietly before he went down. I also didn’t have to worry about how much he ate for dinner, because he would have 6-7 oz of formula to cover him through the night. The problem became that he would only take the bottle from me, so either we had to be OK with him going to bed without it or I had to be with him. That made having a night out pretty difficult.

I wanted to wait until our house guests (Steff, Paul and Oliver) left in September to start the transition, since I wasn’t sure if he would start walking up early or maybe during the night. The evening they left he was very thirsty, so I took it as an opportunity and gave him the cup of milk that would now become his bedtime snack. Plus by starting this evening we made our Pediatrician’s deadline of having him off the bottle by his 18 month appointment which was 2 days later. (I know Mr. Warburton procrastination is the thief of time.)

That night he drank quite a bit as we read stories. The next night however he just pushed it away, as our Pediatrician said he would do (actually she said he would throw it.) The push away game continued for about 2 weeks, then all of a sudden something clicked and he started drinking the whole cup. Now most nights he guzzles it down. He can have it while we read stories and then as one last chance when we are done reading to finish as much as he wants.

Again Will surprised me at how well he has completed this transition. He is really through the baby faze now, especially since he is talking so much.

Photo Friday

Photo Friday – Training wheels are off

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Jack has been working very hard for the last couple weeks on riding his bike without training wheels. He has successfully mastered it, including riding up and down the curbs and through the grass. Great job Jack!

One year older

What a difference a year makes. I realized today how much Jack has grown up in the last year. He has always been a talker with a large vocabulary, so sometimes I forget he is only 5.

Last year Jack and I worked on some Halloween crafts. They were ones from the crafts store, foam pieces you punch out and then stick on in the shapes of pumpkins, ghosts and spider webs. I had to help him get them punched out and sometimes needed direction on what to put where, but he had a great time.

Fast forward a year and yesterday we got out the Halloween decorations to start putting them up. There were some left over crafts that we didn’t finish last year. Jack got them out of the box, asked if he could do them, headed to the table and preceded to finish the rest of the box, without any help. They were great. He loves to help decorate the house.

It got me thinking about how much Jack has learned, changed and generally grown up over the last year. He has always had an amazing imagination and is a sweet boy, but now he is so much more capable. Periodically he will get his pens and paper out to “practice” his writing. He is also getting close to reading.

He is really enjoying Kindergarten. Each day he come home with something new he has learned or done. Our little boy is growing up.

The school bell rings

There is a Kindergartner in our house. (Am I really old enough to have a school age child?) Jack starts school on Thursday. He is in half day/afternoon and gets to ride the bus (which I think he is the most excited for.) There are 5 Kindergarten boys coming from our neighborhood/bus stop (Lord help the bus driver.) Over the last 2 weeks we have gotten to tour the new school (brand new, just opened last week), meet his teacher and I attended Kindergarten orientation. His teacher, bless her soul, seems like she will be great, patient and caring.

School is different than when I was there. Jack goes to school on Mondays, Tuesdays, Thursdays and Fridays. Wednesdays are early release for the elementary schools, so afternoon Kindergarten doesn’t go (they go longer on the other days). School supplies aren’t just pencils and paper anymore, we brought Ziploc bags, baby wipes and hand sanitizer. Each child must also have an emergency kit, with a snack, water and other items. It isn’t just drop under your desk drills in case of an earthquake anymore.

I am surprisingly calm about this whole step. I will probably be nervous when he gets on the bus for the 1st time, but I am really looking forward to having the quite afternoons to myself. Yes, we put Jack on the bus, finish lunch and Will goes down for nap. Theoretically I will have from 1-3:45 by myself (at my house of course.) Yah me!

Back to Jack. He is so excited and ready for this next step. He is already starting to read and made such steps last year with his letters, reading and math that I can’t wait to see what this year brings. They will have little bits of homework and are responsible for showing us their folders each night. I am sure if he was a girl he would have had his first day outfit picked out for weeks, but I don’t even think he will request a certain shirt (if he does it will be one of his Star Wars ones or maybe his Husky shirt.)

Cheers to Jack for making the big step to school and getting to ride the bus. Don’t worry Grandma, Grandfather, YaYa, PaPa, Aunties and Uncles I will take lots of photos and promise that I will not cry until I get around the corner.

Will does tricks

Will is learning to talk. Instead of starting with the normal first words, his favorites are juice, shoes, tractor and more. Any vehicle with wheels is a tractor. Juice and shoes  sometimes sound the same. More is on of the cutest because he rolls his lip out before he says it, but on the video he doesn’t do it as much as he normally does.

A few weeks ago Jim started making an “O” face and Will started copying it. He starts to laugh and then can’t get it to work because you can’t do that while you are smiling.

When Jack was going through his eating program we taught him to cheers (love us, don’t judge us.) It was a good way to get him to take drinks without saying take a drink. My nephew does it now and Will is learning. He even says cheers.

Enjoy the video.

Will was made for walking

Will is walking, finally! After months of cruising around walls and furniture he has turned the corner.  For the last two weeks he has been taking a few steps away from his safety net then sitting down when he realized where he was.

Something happened on Friday, not sure exactly what it was, but all of a sudden he was walking across the kitchen. It was like he woke up from his nap and realized that walking is faster. Now he will come walking into the kitchen and look at me like “What? Yes, I am standing here.”

He still is learning how to turn around and walks similar to how a puppy runs, slightly sideways. The look on his face is priceless. He gets so excited when he walks to you and most of the time makes it the whole way. He also walks with his hands up like a creature from Michael Jackson’s Thriller video.

We know soon he will be running to try to keep up with his older brother. He already tries to go a bit faster than his skills will allow. I am sure we have many more head bumps as he gets better, but I am so happy to have him walking.

I don’t really like the crawling faze. He wants to be mobile, but I don’t like letting him crawl around on floors in public places. I am just funny about the dirty floor thing, because you never know what they will pick up down there. I know he will be faster now, but at least now I don’t have to worry about him immediately dropping to the floor to get across the room.

On the move

Will is crawling. Well, I should clarify that he has been crawling for a couple of weeks, but over the last week has discovered how to crawl on the hard wood floors. Before that he was mainly confined to the rugs, because he couldn’t get traction on the hard woods. Where there is a Will there is a way and now he can go anywhere.

His first few times off and about he would head down the hall into the laundry room after the dog dish. I am not sure what is so fascinating about the dish, but it was one of Jack’s favorites too. I am trying to avoid having to put the gates up until we return from our ski trip next week, so I have been trying to encourage him to go the other way through the kitchen and into the play room.

coming for me The other day he put it all together and now when he is done playing on the rug moves to the play room with a brief stop at the frig to pull down some magnetic letters. The play room has been reorganized to incorporate the new toys from Christmas and Jack’s birthday, move out toys that Will has outgrown and bring appropriate toys down to the ground level where he can easily reach them.

So far he is pretty happy to stay in the play room once he gets there, so we haven’t had to close that room off yet. There is one step down into the living room (luckily onto carpet) that he has unsuccessfully navigated a couple of times, but only when someone is in the living room. Last night Daddy let him fall in there while he was trying to get a box.

It is great to see him crawl and be successful. He has figured out that his high chair moves and he can get under and back out from under the train table. He has even been able to pull himself up on his music table and the train table. He really loves to stand and takes a few steps if you are holding onto him, but we have some time before the walking starts.

It takes some getting used to to not have him in the spot you left him, but he gets so excited to be able to get where he wants to go.

Santa and the Scoocher

William (aka the Scoocher) wants to move so badly. Over the last few weeks he has developed a technique to scooch across the floor on his bottom. It isn’t rapid movement by any stretch, but he gets where he wants to go. He isn’t fond of being on his tummy, even though Daddy is trying to convince him he will be happier once he is crawling. He can get on his hands and knees (from a seated position so far) and rock back and forth, but at this time he only goes a little backward and back to sitting or splat on his tummy.

He will launch himself forward without any regard for his body at a toy or some other object he deems worthy, sometimes from sitting or from hands and knees. He hasn’t grasped that it hurts less if you put your hands out, so your head isn’t the first thing to hit.

The Scoocher can no longer be trusted in certain rooms by himself, like with the Christmas Tree. He will make it over and pull on any ornaments within reach or put his hand on the Polar Express train track under the tree. So far we have managed not to have a massive train derailment from chubby fingers crossing the track.

He is fascinated with the lights on the tree and the train. It is fun to watch him look around at all the new things around the house trying to figure out why it is all here. Jack’s first Christmas was a blur, because he had his G-tube surgery on Dec. 19th and we were very focused on that. It is nice to enjoy a 1st Christmas without things hanging over our head.

2009Each year we have taken Jack in his full Christmas outfit to see Santa. So this year we took both boys in their matching Christmas vests (yes, I am that mother and there is actually a 3rd matching vest for cousin Oliver) to see Santa. I wasn’t sure what to expect with Will. Jack is now old enough that he understands Santa and looks forward to going and we managed to avoid the crying Santa photo when he was a baby. He wasn’t smiling in the first couple, but there were no tears.

I was sure that we wouldn’t get a smile out of Will (it is like pulling teeth to get the kid to smile in a photo), but I was hoping to avoid the screaming baby. We went to a smaller mall to avoid the lines and lucked out with basically no line. Jack walked right up and jumped on his lap. I took Will and sat him on the other side.

Will turns and looks at Santa like “Who in the blank are you?” I thought oh, no. The photographer had a stuffed toy that she used to get the boys focused on her and he looking at the camera. No smile, but no tears either. You could tell he was trying to figure out what was going on. After she had taken the photos Jack started talking to Santa about what he wanted for Christmas. Will decided that he wanted a big handful of Santa’s very real beard. We quickly got him to let go and decided that we should quit while we were ahead.

We managed to escape the screaming child Santa photo. I guess we have one more year that Will could possibly do it, but so far so good.