Wednesday, May 28, 2008

Super Cooper


Cooper is just too cute these days, and talking up a storm! His teachers always sound so surprised when we talk about how much he talks at home, because apparently, he's a bit more reserved at school. Anyway, he is a jabberjaws at home. His latest favorite phrase is, "I did it!" accompanied with the name of whomever he's telling. Monday night it was our good pal Mark, who came over for a trip to the (too)closely located ice cream shop, and then a tutorial for me to run our campstove and lantern for our upcoming maiden-voyage-with-2-kidlets-to-a-campsite.

Mark was playing basketball with Cooper for a while. When Mark came over to work on the lantern, Cooper would trot over after each shot, "Maah, I did it!", and would repeat the phrase until Mark would acknowledge.


Another recent development is your interest in anything "potty" related. In fact, that is the term you use to identifiy the toilet, urine and underwear. You have been asking to wear potties, go potty and talk frequently about anyone going potty. We have let you wear underwear over your diaper, and it really thrills you. This morning you requested to go potty. Except today, you insisted on the big potty as opposed to your potty chair. I put in the insert and sat you on the potty. As is the case usually, you sat, and sat, and sat. I would ask you if you were all done, and you said no. Eventually, I decided I might as well start getting myself ready, so I turned my back to you, but watched you in the mirror. Soon after you erupted with a "I did it!" I quickly turned and affirmed that yes, in fact, you were going potty! You had a huge smile and Max and Mommy quickly arrived with their congratulations as well. I don't really care if this means you are ready for potty training. That could be almost a year down the road. I just loved the moment and hearing you say those words. It was both cute and awesome.


Max has been counting down the days until your birthday. His first concern is that you will now be allowed to have peanut butter. 18 days until the big day!


Tuesday, May 27, 2008

A weekend of Fun

We had a really great weekend. See for yourself. Cooper started off the weekend jammin' with Jack Johnson's Curious George cd.
Max waiting patiently, watching for Mommy to exit the store with her fishing license. I love this beautiful face.

Max starting off the fishing adventure. Cooper observing intently.


More brother time.



Mommy with a little tutorial. I love the way Cooper's elbow is resting on Mommy's leg.




Cooper fishing with Mommy's reel.





"I wonder how you make this thing work?"

Got it!


Typical day with our 4 year old. Start the day fully dressed, shoes on the appropriate foot. After a mis-aim while going potty, we lose the shorts, after a shoe emergency, they switch. What's always usually there--the big smile! Who really cares about the rest, right?!!



Fishing, take 2. This time we are hope-hope-hoping that Max catches a fish. After 5 days asking to go fishing and one fishing attempt, Mommy was the one who caught 1 fish. Max kept telling her he was "so proud of you Mommy!" But soon he was just wanting to catch a fish sooo bad. (Couldn't have anything to do with the lack of watching the bobber the few times he would allow it to set in the water for more than 5 seconds--consequently really improving his casting abilities!)


It happened, he did it!!


Mommy, Max and the fish.



4 year old silliness. . .!


Max's 2nd fish! (That Mommy caught--however, it was his reel, therefore, his fish.)


Cooper snoozing on my lap the entire time. . .


Cooper enjoying some strawberries.


What occupies Cooper during the long fishing expeditions!

Friday, May 23, 2008

Show and Tell

First, the show. Look what Mommy did last weekend! I don't have a "before" picture, but she dug out this area for a mini-garden. Can you believe that in addition to dirt, she found 71 bricks?! We decided to use them to edge the garden and as pavers to the place where we hop the fence to visit our neighbor's yard--and still had lots left over! After she was done, our 10-year-old neighbor(who seems to really dig doing things with Peg) mixed in the compost mixtures and leveled it all off. We all added the bricks and I planted the peppers and tomatoes--I also added Kholrabi and Beet seeds along the border edge. I think it looks so cute!













Let's see, what else.
*Max has been asking to go fishing since Monday, so we're planning to do that tomorrow.
*Mommy and I have a date this weekend--I've gotten a hold of Alfie Kohn's Unconditional Parenting dvd via Intra-Library Loan. . .sounds fun, I know. I figured since I can't choke myself completely through his book with out skipping and jumping from here to there, maybe I will be more motivated after watching the dvd. I know, it's shameful. But I have read reviews and most comment on how much more they got out of the dvd than the book, so, I blame the shame on them!!
*Mommy felt the baby kick this week! I think I will nickname the baby V3 for blog purposes.

Monday, May 19, 2008

About This Pregnancy. . .

I've struggled for a while, celebrating this pregnancy. And I feel bad about that. There are a lot of reasons.

Some of our IRL friends have been TTC for over 4 years. Numerous IUI's, medicated, unmedicated, and two failed rounds of IVF. The day I found out I was pregnant, I received an email from them telling us that their 3rd IVF was about to fail, as they were anticipating a miscarriage.

That kind of news, well, it really killed the joy for me. I felt guilty.

Then, some other yucky events for some family members were yet another source of kill-joy.

Then, reading other blogs hearing of couples experiencing yet another BFN or another miscarriage--I was preparing myself for a bad experience myself. Pretty different from the days of our first pregnancy.

I spent so much time thinking about how we don't deserve this, how did we get so lucky? what did we do right? Even though we were the lucky recipients, it was almost as if I was torturing myself with bad thoughts.

We went into our 7 week ultrasound, and I was ready for bad news--even though there was nothing to suggest it. I said to the doctor--I'll believe it when I see it. She promptly responded with a huge smile--"you better believe it!!" I still kind of didn't. Still waiting for the other shoe to drop.

We went to our 12ish week appt. Heard the heartbeat. Still kind of can't believe it, but, starting to get a bit more real.

Our next appointment, our 18 week ultrasound. We saw the baby, the heart, the brain, the stomach, the fingers, the feet, the kidneys, the mouth opening and closing. I'm almost convinced now, that we really are going to have a baby in October.

Dear Baby,

I feel like I have already failed at being the best Mom I can be, by not being in a happy mental place for you. I have done my best to nourish you, and try to protect you from your older siblings pokes and prods as they don't know you are in there yet. Have you felt and heard all the raspberries they blow on my tummy?
We have battled through Upper Resp. Influenza for weeks and have had a long battle with bronchitis-type symptoms. It's my hope that you are benefiting by building lots and lots of immunities to keep you healthy during your newborn months in the cold of fall and winter.
We look forward to this summer with you growing along. You'll be enjoying lots of fresh veggies from the garden, and camping and other fun trips. If you could, try not to suck up too much of my energy so that you and I can join in the fun, and not have to stay behind and rest, ok?
We love you already. MaMa and Mommy

Thursday, May 15, 2008

Introducing. . . .

Another member of the family. . .to be making his/her appearance in early-mid October!

Wednesday, May 14, 2008

Max-isms and other

Last night during a pre-dinner conversation:

Me: Max did you ride a trike at school today?

Max: Yes. But then, Hope and Ashley, they were racing, and they went past me. And, it broke my heart.

Max at age 1 on his first trike--before his heart was broken. . .and yes, he does wear a bike helmet!


Tomorrow is a big day. Check back for an update--I know, my posting is overwhelming--it's either feast or famine!

Tuesday, May 13, 2008

Max-isms

Last night during our bedtime routine, I was cranky. We had spent some time outside after dinner and as usual, was met with major defiance and some bad word choices by our eldest when told it was time to go inside--despite the fact that we had a pre-arranged aggreement for cooperation when the time came--ARGH! Alas. I sat with them, read books--probably not as enthusiastically as usual, read the prayer and was happy to see Mommy arrive home and come up to provide some backup. We started the music for bedtime, and we were both sitting/laying with them for a few songs when Max started talking about a moment from much earlier in the day. (Mommy had told me about this earlier so I did have a little notion of what was to come.)

Mama, today, when we were going into school, I hit the first button. And then, this lady was holding the second door for us. She was old. AND, she was (said slowly and emphatically)plump. Mommy was taller than her, but she was bigger than Mommy. And she was bigger than me.

Somehow, my crankiness started to subside quickly. Wonder why.

The couple of posts below regarding Max and Cooper have been updated with pictures.

Monday, May 12, 2008

Same old, same old

To those who have come by to actually check for something new. . .

Sorry! Let's hope it's not another month before I post again!!

Super Cooper

We are close to one month before your 2nd birthday. Both Mommy and I agree that you are ready to be 2. Let's run down the list of where you're at, shall we?

Physical:
Gross motor--you run, you jump, you climb, you run, you jump, you climb, you get the picture? you are not a crazy daredevil, but you are not aprehensive about exploring. You love to kick and throw balls. You like to attempt ANYTHING your older brother does, including hitting a baseball. You like to do the stairs big-kid style, reminding me verbally that you can use the railing, and telling me "no" when I offer a hand. You like to ride your bike, but we are feeling that you might be ready for more of a challenge. You frequently mount Max's trike, and we're confident if you could reach both pedals at the same time, you'd be rolling. . .
Fine motor--You like to draw, and just recently you began drawing in circles. You can use a spoon and fork very well, and have been drinking from an open cup for months. You can also manage to insert a wagon into the hitch of a tractor. You can also twist the dial on the retro clock toy that you have enjoyed being able to do all by yourself.
Potty--You have gone on the potty maybe 20 times or so, although you request to go many more times than that. We are in no hurry to make this happen, when ever you are ready. You do want to wear Max's underwear in a big way. A couple of nights ago we put a pair on you over your diaper. You were thrilled.

Verbal:
Your vocabulary is immense, and we find our selves tickled by your use of words. Some humorous ones would be when we ask you a question, you will first respond with "Umm. . .," as if you are pondering the answer. You also will say, "Oh, yeah" One example of this was a couple of weeks ago I was sitting in your and Max's room at bedtime. I got up and went to the bathroom. You began loudly calling my name. I replied that I was going potty. You said, "Oh. Yeah." It's hard not to laugh out loud sometimes. Some more difficult words that you are giving a great effort at spitting out: kangaroo(hang-a-roo), elephant (el-pint), tractor, yogurt, pretzel(beh-bill),outside, wagon, sorry, bunny hiding, stroller, and I'll probably add to this list as I remember more. If I had to guess, I'd probably say you can say well over 200 words. You also will say phrases like, be right back, sit down, lay down, all done, no thank you, have that, some favorite phrases are, mine, no and ouwie. You use the term ouwie for any thing that is happening to your body that you don't like. . .it took us a little bit to figure that one out, but, we've known that now for a couple of months.

Social:
You were described by your teachers as a happy, easy going boy, who has never--never thrown a tantrum. We would sort of agree with this. You are happy--though prone to bring back your old scowl if you're not happy about something. You haven't really thrown a tantrum for us either. I remember that I could mark Max's developement by saying he was challenging from 15-18 months, and when you were this age, not experiencing that. Still now, as you approach 24 months, I would not be able to pinpoint an age range that was particularly challenging. No spikes per say of huge resistance, rather your dial has been set low, but has been consistent for the last few months. You know all of your classmates names, and when you are home will tell us about how Brandon bites. Hmm, so have you on occasion. . . You like to threaten Max with
"the bite" when he doesn't listen to your repeated requests, but actually don't follow through very often.

Affections:
Inside--lately you've been all about tractors and wagons. You enjoy lots of other toys and activities, but this has been consuming most of your playtime as of late.

Outside--Chasing bunnies, Riding your bike, Mowing, digging in the garden, climbing and playing on the gym we have in the backyard, kicking or throwing balls, riding on the swings at the park, going down the slide, and becoming a part of any activity Max has initiated in the back yard.


Food--You eat all fruit excluding raw apples very well. With apples, well, you insist that you can eat it, but end up packing it into your cheeks only later to spit it all back out. The last two weekends we have had sweet corn, and you certainly attempt to eat it with the same technique as I--typewriter style--only with lots of corn left in between. You especially enjoy it when we pseudo-slather it with butter (butah). When all is said and done, we're actually impressed with the amount of corn you actually manage to eat of the cob. You pretty much eat anything we put in front of you, but have to be strategic in the order in which your courses appear. If you've got wind of something better around the corner, you will bail on your current choice and insist on the next. You love ketchup like I love ketchup. You also love hummus--even the batch that I made(which I couldn't believe turned out so well!). You'll ask for pretzels and quickly add the request for dip--which for you is a general term. This summer I would love it if you and your brother would enjoy lots of fresh tomatoes and cukes from the garden.

You don't like it when I leave for work. And sometimes, don't like to be left at school. You have a couple of favorite other people in your life--your cousing Gina (Dahna--pictured above), and our family friend Bethany(pronounced pretty close). One day when Bethany was leaving us, you seriously objected--telling her to sit, and when outside, rumor has it you even pouted. We all thought it was pretty darn cute.





Here you are on the day of your first haircut. It was hard to cut those curls, but it was time. Thankfully, they aren't all gone!!