We were playing outside waiting for Jeff to get home. When we saw his car, Sam asked me, "Sam wipe Sam's face on Dad's car?" I said, "Ask Dad when he gets here." When Jeff got out of the car, Sam asked him, "Wipe Sam's face on your car?" Then Sam giggled uncontrollably for many minutes. That's the essence of a toddler.
This morning, Sam was turning pages in a very long book. Each page, he said, "Ding dong, ding dong." He explained, "All these pages ding dong. Not this page. All the pages ding dong but not this page right here." Who knows.
Wednesday, December 2, 2015
Wednesday, November 18, 2015
Learning to sleep journal, attempt #2
Notes
Sunday, November 15
Fuss noises at 11:58. No waking.
Fed at 1:45.
Monday, November 16
Slight crying from 9:43-9:47 and at 11:25.
Fed at 12:25.
Fed at 4:10.
Fed at 6.
Tuesday, November 17
Fed at 12:30.
Fed at 6:10.
Wednesday, November 18
11:38 - light crying for 5 minutes
3:25 - fed
6:25 - fed and awake for day
Thursday, November 19
8:25 two minutes of crying
10:40 four to five minutes of fussing
2:35 fed
4:15 changed messy diaper and fed
Friday, November 20
10:18 light crying for a few minutes
10:40 hard crying for four minutes
Fed at 1 and 4:55
Sunday, November 15
9:41- crying; rocking on hands and knees
9:47- hard crying
9:51- crying
9:55- hard crying with 10-second gaps and some normal crying
10:01 quiet and in sleeping position
10:06 crying on and off
10:13 quiet and in sleeping position
10:18 outburst of crying and then quiet; still on stomach
10:19 sleepingFuss noises at 11:58. No waking.
Fed at 1:45.
Changed pee diaper at 3:40. Tried to feed but didn't.
Fed at 5:50.Monday, November 16
Slight crying from 9:43-9:47 and at 11:25.
Fed at 12:25.
Fed at 4:10.
Fed at 6.
Tuesday, November 17
8:28- light fussing
8:30- not-too-bad crying on and off
8:33- quiet
9:48- some fussing for one minute
10:19- crying
10:29- hard crying
10:39-10:44- Jeff went in and changed slightly wet diaper
10:51- quiet for 30 seconds a couple of times in past 30 minutes but mostly hard crying
10:53- sleepingFed at 12:30.
Fed at 6:10.
Wednesday, November 18
11:38 - light crying for 5 minutes
3:25 - fed
6:25 - fed and awake for day
Thursday, November 19
8:25 two minutes of crying
10:40 four to five minutes of fussing
2:35 fed
4:15 changed messy diaper and fed
Friday, November 20
10:18 light crying for a few minutes
10:40 hard crying for four minutes
Fed at 1 and 4:55
Saturday, November 14, 2015
Honesty is not the best policy
It was unusually quiet, so I asked, "Hey, what are you guys doing?" Matt said, "I'm just in the playroom driving trucks around." Sam said, "I'm just putting my finger in my nose."
Thursday, October 15, 2015
Learning to sleep journal
Here are our notes on Ben's process of learning to fall asleep on his own.
October 12
7:53 Jeff put hand on Ben's chest; Ben was silent the entire time
7:55 Jeff left room and Ben started crying and rolling
7:57 quiet, on stomach
1:25 a.m. - fed, seemed very hungry
5:10 a.m. - fed, seemed pretty hungry
October 13
7:51 crying
7:53 hard crying, then quiet; sleeping!
10:30 p.m. - cry for 6 minutes
11:55 p.m. - fed
2:30 a.m. - short cry then kept sleeping
4:15 a.m. - fed, messy diaper
October 14
7:45 in crib
7:50 crying
7:51 stopped crying
7:52 sleeping!
11:30 p.m. - fed (too early?). Seemed hungry.
3:10 p.m. - kicking legs and making noises, not crying. Fed, seemed hungry. I was in a sleep daze and should have waited to see if he'd fall back asleep. Hopefully that won't be bad for tomorrow.
October 15
Napped at odd times.
7:01 in crib
7:03 mild crying/fussing
7:07 fussing
7:10 sleeping!
8:25 p.m. - fed (wouldn't really eat before bed)
10:07-10:12 p.m. - very bad crying with abrupt silences. Back to sleep.
12 a.m. - fed
2 a.m. - messy diaper
2:40 a.m. - fed, seemed hungry
5:15 - fed, seemed hungry
October 16
7:10 in crib
7:14 asleep
9:40 p.m. - fed (wouldn't really eat before bed)
12:15 a.m. - fed, not really hungry, messy diaper
2:30 a.m. - fed, not really hungry
3:30 - mild crying for 1-2 minutes then back to sleep
5:20 - fed, hungry
October 12
7:40 in bed
7:45 hard crying
8:01 one 5-second fuss after noise in kitchen
8:02 short fuss
8:06 crying
8:08 stopped crying
8:12 crying
8:14 very hard crying
8:17 on stomach in sleeping position, ratcheted it down to normal crying/fussing
8:19 stopped crying completely, still in sleeping position on stomach
8:20 fusses
8:21 sleeping!1:25 a.m. - fed, seemed very hungry
5:10 a.m. - fed, seemed pretty hungry
October 13
7:48 in bed
7:50 fusses10:30 p.m. - cry for 6 minutes
11:55 p.m. - fed
2:30 a.m. - short cry then kept sleeping
4:15 a.m. - fed, messy diaper
October 14
7:45 in crib
7:50 crying
7:51 stopped crying
7:52 sleeping!
11:30 p.m. - fed (too early?). Seemed hungry.
3:10 p.m. - kicking legs and making noises, not crying. Fed, seemed hungry. I was in a sleep daze and should have waited to see if he'd fall back asleep. Hopefully that won't be bad for tomorrow.
October 15
Napped at odd times.
7:01 in crib
7:03 mild crying/fussing
7:07 fussing
7:10 sleeping!
8:25 p.m. - fed (wouldn't really eat before bed)
10:07-10:12 p.m. - very bad crying with abrupt silences. Back to sleep.
12 a.m. - fed
2 a.m. - messy diaper
2:40 a.m. - fed, seemed hungry
5:15 - fed, seemed hungry
October 16
7:10 in crib
7:14 asleep
9:40 p.m. - fed (wouldn't really eat before bed)
12:15 a.m. - fed, not really hungry, messy diaper
2:30 a.m. - fed, not really hungry
3:30 - mild crying for 1-2 minutes then back to sleep
5:20 - fed, hungry
Naming the colors of the rainbow
One of the stories in our nighttime devotion book mentions rainbows and asks, "Can you name the colors of the rainbow?" Sam takes that challenge literally. He's named some of the colors "graymo, nain, and mower." And then he and Matt giggle uncontrollably for ages.
I have a brick from college that Maria and I painted with our shared middle name (Irene) holding open our upstairs bathroom door. When Sam's using his potty right next to it every night, he points to each letter and names it: "Grandpa! Donna! Grandpa! Grandma! Matt!"
I have a brick from college that Maria and I painted with our shared middle name (Irene) holding open our upstairs bathroom door. When Sam's using his potty right next to it every night, he points to each letter and names it: "Grandpa! Donna! Grandpa! Grandma! Matt!"
Saturday, September 26, 2015
Ben's cool trick
Ben's been doing this cool trick where he has something in his hands and then puts it between his feet. He waves it around with his feet and looks at it for a while then transfers it back to his hands. Seems pretty coordinated for being a baby.
A note on plates (or: conforming to societal norms sucks)
So we have these plates, these middle-of-the-line plates that we registered for and received for our wedding. They are sturdy, they look okay, they have a weight to them that makes them seem expensive, and they make us seem like grownups since grownups have matching, pretty-decent-and-nice-looking plates.
And I kind of hate them.
The first problem is, we have them in different colors. We also have a couple wildlife-themed plates from Yellowstone and a couple of kid plates. And we have a kid who wants to choose his specific dishes and silverware for every single meal and snack, even if food has been put on another plate already. His preferences aren't the problem; the problem is talking about plates and cups and silverware and what his choice for the moment is - it takes up a lot of my time and it's a pointless, repetitive topic that just - doesn't - matter and oh my goodness just pick a plate already! Now! Right now! I've got stuff to do, kids to feed, babies to soothe, lots of things happening every time it's time to eat.
And the thing is - I don't even like these plates! I don't like them at all! I wanted a set of cheap Corelle in some cute pattern that would already be dated by the time we got them out of the box. I perused all the Corelle patterns endlessly while working on the wedding registry, but no. People said, "Oh, get the nicer dishes now. Get the ones you'd like to have but wouldn't like to pay for, that's what your registry is for." So I was like, "Okay, okay. That makes sense. The dishes I want aren't fancy anyway, and let's branch out a little bit here. We will probably be glad to have these heavier, 'nicer' dishes later." I know what I like, though, and that's not it.
It's just a minor irritation that doesn't matter, but it's been scratching at me for however long it is that Jeff and I have been married. Made worse by children and their particularities.
These plates and the fact that we have them is the kind of thing that is doubly annoying in that I know what I want, I know what I like, and sometimes when I just try to go along with others' suggestions even though it doesn't particularly matter if I do or not, it turns out to be a bad idea.
Like, why the heck did I wear makeup for my wedding day? Because that's what people do. I don't wear makeup. Ever. The last time I wore makeup was on my wedding, for sure. I didn't want to, really. I did because that's what's expected, and my friends mentioned it a lot, and it seemed like no big deal to just go with it.
...until mascara got in my eye. Which sucked. It hurt and then I just had to wash off all the makeup anyway. So why bother with it in the first place, when I already know it's not something I like? I don't know. Tiny irritations. I want a redo on the plates and the makeup.
Really, I just want to put stuff on the table and not have to talk about which plates, which cups, which forks, which spoons each person has and which ones they want...because it's all the same cheap Corelle pattern.
And I kind of hate them.
The first problem is, we have them in different colors. We also have a couple wildlife-themed plates from Yellowstone and a couple of kid plates. And we have a kid who wants to choose his specific dishes and silverware for every single meal and snack, even if food has been put on another plate already. His preferences aren't the problem; the problem is talking about plates and cups and silverware and what his choice for the moment is - it takes up a lot of my time and it's a pointless, repetitive topic that just - doesn't - matter and oh my goodness just pick a plate already! Now! Right now! I've got stuff to do, kids to feed, babies to soothe, lots of things happening every time it's time to eat.
And the thing is - I don't even like these plates! I don't like them at all! I wanted a set of cheap Corelle in some cute pattern that would already be dated by the time we got them out of the box. I perused all the Corelle patterns endlessly while working on the wedding registry, but no. People said, "Oh, get the nicer dishes now. Get the ones you'd like to have but wouldn't like to pay for, that's what your registry is for." So I was like, "Okay, okay. That makes sense. The dishes I want aren't fancy anyway, and let's branch out a little bit here. We will probably be glad to have these heavier, 'nicer' dishes later." I know what I like, though, and that's not it.
It's just a minor irritation that doesn't matter, but it's been scratching at me for however long it is that Jeff and I have been married. Made worse by children and their particularities.
These plates and the fact that we have them is the kind of thing that is doubly annoying in that I know what I want, I know what I like, and sometimes when I just try to go along with others' suggestions even though it doesn't particularly matter if I do or not, it turns out to be a bad idea.
Like, why the heck did I wear makeup for my wedding day? Because that's what people do. I don't wear makeup. Ever. The last time I wore makeup was on my wedding, for sure. I didn't want to, really. I did because that's what's expected, and my friends mentioned it a lot, and it seemed like no big deal to just go with it.
...until mascara got in my eye. Which sucked. It hurt and then I just had to wash off all the makeup anyway. So why bother with it in the first place, when I already know it's not something I like? I don't know. Tiny irritations. I want a redo on the plates and the makeup.
Really, I just want to put stuff on the table and not have to talk about which plates, which cups, which forks, which spoons each person has and which ones they want...because it's all the same cheap Corelle pattern.
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