Thursday, September 30, 2010

Milestones

While it was never as important to me as a smile, belly laugh or first step, there IS something to be said about rolling over. I remember giving Jackson his requisite "tummy time" from a day old... with promises of early "roll over, crawling and walking" from hospital nurses in my head. Well... Jackson didn't roll over for quite a while and as a new mom, it very much stressed me out.

When Juliet came along I could tell she was strong from the start. She sits herself up, grabs the bottle/spoon right out of my hand and NEVER stops moving. So was I really surprised a few weeks ago when I left her on her back and found her on her stomach?... Not really. Nor have I positioned her or coaxed her to try and do it again.

Well, all of a sudden, Juliet has gone from nickname: "Itsybitsiest Prettyitiest" to nickname: "RollyPollyOllyiest". My goodness - play-gyms should be much bigger for baby girls.





Accents


Not only does 'Jackson speak' reflect some German influence: "ZE c'mon", he also has a slight Boston accent as well.... *as we're driving*... "Caaaah!"

Sunday, September 12, 2010

Hmmm



He loves the swiffer.
He loves the duster.
He lines things up as documented here.
When I move the crayons out of the line - he quickly runs over to line them
back up.
Soon I'll have him matching socks...

Tuesday, August 24, 2010

The 'Bumbo Dumpo'

Well... today Juliet performed what seems to be a Burka spawn rite of passage. It's what we so endearingly (cough cough) call the 'Bumbo Dumpo'.

Bumbo Dumpo


What's created when an infant sits in a mostly flat chair for 'activity time' after eating any meal. It's the result of a shooting poopie with nowhere to go (besides up the back and out the sides)

Synonyms: Pancake Poopies, Projectile Poopies, Five wipe diap.

Wednesday, August 11, 2010

Take it off the pages

Jackson has loved books since he was four months old. Quite a blessing. We read to him and he digests and enjoys EVERY second. Until lately...

Lately, we open a book, and Jackson recognizes so many things. Trucks. Flowers. Birds. Baby Sisters. EVERYTHING. And when the little man sees something he likes... he looks over at mama, squints his eyes and gingerly scratches the pages with an "oompfh oompfh waaa" sound. At first I said, "oh, that's cute."

But then..We're playing with the Sesame street house and the Elmo figurine with the beach ball(C'mon, there are many elmo figurines PEOPLE!!)and he pulls the same "whiny grab scratch" that he does with the books. And I realize, my little guy is trying to pull the things he likes right off the pages. And off his toys. And I melt.

LOVE this moment. Also, thank god that daddy has his own version of "whiny grab scratch" - or there would be no Jackson to begin with.