Monday, February 23, 2009

A Little Man

My little man is growing up before my eyes. He is becoming his own person, with relationships outside of our family, plans, and ideas. Its amazing.

A few weeks ago he started talking about his birthday party and invitations. Then the next day a ziploc baggie appeared in his locker full of cards his friend Q made for him. Q had gone home and made him cards. It was so cute. Of course Connor needed to make paper airplanes, maps and other crafty things for Q and his other friends.

Decipher This


Yup. Its my four-year-old's very first "No Girls" sign. He did the whole thing himself. He didn't use any help or any spaces. I am so proud of him.

Translation for you non-mommy-types: No girls allowed in my room except mom.

I guess he still needs me to tuck him into bed.

Thursday, February 19, 2009

McDs and Peas

I am really thinking that Alexander will be our 'baby'. So I have been trying to enjoy him as much as I can. I don't stress about meeting all the milestones. I don't count his nursing sessions. I just enjoy him being a little baby. He apparently isn't on the same page as me since he decided to sit up pretty early and is about the size of a 12 mo old at just 6 mo, but I still pretend he is my tiny little boy.

Today we had his 6 mo check up. The chunkster (Caskey hates that I call him that) is 19 lbs and 26 inches long. No wonder my right arm and my back ache. The doctor asks how he is doing with solids. I told her that we haven't started yet; he seems to be gaining weight just fine on breastmilk only. I ask her if I can put it off another month and she said no, she prefers I start feeding him.

So off we went to McD's for a mommy-date while the kids played and run amok. I figure since we will be sitting I will try him on solids. He will reject them and it will buy me another week of not spoon-feeding him. I grab the bib, spoon, and food. I chose peas because I am sure he will reject the green foods.

Nope, the little stinker polishes off the entire jar! This child is determined to grow up faster than I would like.

Afraid of the Dark

The night is a scary time; the boogey-man comes out and monsters lurk in the closets. I hate to admit it, but I'm a little afraid of the dark. Its amazing how I enjoy sitting in my house on a windy day watching the palm trees sway in the wind. But as night falls I hide in bed worrying about the noises on the roof. The same applies to burglars. During the day I rarely worry about the door being locked. I have even accidentally left the door ajar as I ran down to preschool to get the boys. But at night I double-check every window and door and panic a tad when the motion detector comes on.

So when I set out to wean William from his pacifier after the sun had set I was worried. I was afraid of all night crying while I tried to get the other three children to sleep. Did I mention that Alexander believes that I am his own personal bed at night? He is only happy if we are rocking in the pink chair aka: prison. I didn't really plan on weaning from the pacifier. It just occurred to me. I realized that we were just delaying the inevitable. So I set out to 'disappear' the pacifier on a day when I was home alone with the kiddos.