Friday, July 29, 2011

22 months

Hey, Will, how old are you?
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Not for long... 

My little man turned 22 months the other day.  I can't believe he's on his way to 2.
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There are so many things I want to remember about Will as time moves in warp speed. 
  • He has a growing fondness for choo-choos and loves to watch Thomas DVDs in the car. 
  • He's still a picky eater who loves macaroni and cheese and all things sweet. He rarely has time for eating and tells me he's 'done,' often before he even gets started. 
  • His latest obsession is lollipops and he asks for a 'pop pop' all day long.  Please don't even say the word lollipop in his presence.  Please.
  • He's an amazing dancer and has started to sing and hum. 
  • He can do half a sumersault.
  • He loves to jump in the pool.
  • He makes sound effects when he plays.  They make me laugh.
  • He loves the vacuum.
  • He's obsessed with lawn mowers. Obsessed.
  • Once a day he gets my make up bag out from under the sink and demands to put on some blush.  I let him.
At 22 months, Will has perfected the art of postponing bedtime.  We are not allowed to begin story time until his 'babies' (Piglet and Cat) are settled in the rocking chair with us.  But not before we feed the fish.  And if I put him down to let him pick out a book, he usually by-passes the bookcase and runs down the hall, laughing all the way.  The only way he'll brush his teeth is if he gets to wash his hands, too.  Oh, and don't forget his 'cup' (he doesn't take kindly to that).  

When I put him in his crib, he must give Chewie a kiss goodnight - cute, but not always convenient since cats like to hang out under random beds or in other places unknown.  Will usually waits patiently while I lure Chewie out from hiding with various treats.
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Speaking of treats, Will insists we shower Chewie with them all day long.  He loves his kitty.  The dog, not so much.

Will says many words and has started to string them together to form what sort-of passes for sentences.  He still speaks a lot of jibberish, at times getting all worked up with wild hand gestures and pointing.  I nod in agreement even though I haven't a clue as to what he's actually discussing.  Just recently, he learned to count to three (though mostly I say the 'one' and he finishes with 'twooooo, free'). 

He will finally sit still long enough to talk on the phone to Grandma and Daddy.  Mostly jibberish with the occasional 'pool' thrown in.
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We have a serious fascination with boo boos.  We talk about them all the time and kiss the ones that have long since healed.  Here he is checking out his latest one.  And this time, it's for real.
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He LOVES going outside, no matter how hot.  He pulls me to the door whining, 'siiiiiiiiiiide.'  Or 'mow mow. ' Or 'beep beep.'  Or 'bubbles.'
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A tree in our new front yard had the perfect swing hooks already installed.
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Will is so cute with his little friends.  He loves to give hugs and high fives.  He especially loves little girls.  He doesn't yet understand that he can't kiss random girls at the park, pool, McDonalds, etc.  He watches other children very closely and often imitates their behavior - especially the bad stuff.
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Will's new picnic table complete with 'lella' (umbrella).  Too bad he never sits still long enough to eat and ends up in his highchair.  At least his little friends enjoy it.

I think Will's favorite thing is greeting everyone with a 'HI!'  Such a friendly guy.  If you decide to watch the video, please ignore the annoying high-pitched mom voice. 

Will shoved the bubble wand in my mouth as I was turning the camera off (hence the weird 'oof' sound you heard at the end).

We love our big 22 month-old boy.  He's so adorably funny and clever.  I can't get enough of him.

Tuesday, July 26, 2011

Fun at Ikea

Last Saturday Mike left us for a 9-day trip out west. 

And I'm not going to sugar coat this: the last 3 days with Will have not been easy.  He's been throwing some epic tantrums.  For example, I took him to a local water park today and, after paying 10 bucks to get in, Will spent the entire time screaming because I wouldn't let him go down the big (as in for older kids and adults) water slides.  We left after 20 minutes.  And somehow managed to lose his sandles...?  To make matters worse, my bottle of tequila fell on the kitchen floor and broke.  Sigh.

But let's talk about yesterday.  Because yesterday was pretty fun.  When some thunderstorms came rolling through in the early afternoon, I decided to take Will to Ikea.  We were there for 3 hours.
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I'm pretty sure Will thinks Ikea is more fun than a playground.  Or, at least, more fun than a waterpark.
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Must. Try. Every. Potty.
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Will harbors not-so-secret dreams of owning his very own kitchen set.  Take note, Santa.
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He was having such a good time, he ran up to some random lady and started hugging her leg.  And when he wasn't assaulting the other customers, he was climbing into this cabinet - and very carefully trying to close the door from the inside.
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Our Ikea adventure came to an end with some play time on the slide.  Will has a very unique way of going down the slide.
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It's sort of a wonder that he likes slides as much as he does.  You know, since he kind of misses out on the best part (which would be the actual sliding).

We still have many days before Mike returns.  I wonder how many Ikea trips we can fit in between now and then.

Saturday, July 23, 2011

Summertime

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Friday, July 22, 2011

The day started well...

...but with an almost-two year old, it's funny how quickly things can change.

It has been sooooo terribly hot this week, that our only time spent outside has been at swim class.  I decided after breakfast, while it was early, that we would go out to play.  Still in our jammies, that's exactly what we did.
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Will loves this tricycle.  We dug it out of someone's trash last year and he's finally big enough for it.  He can almost use the pedals, but for now, he uses his feet to move.  And Heaven forbid I try to help him.
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His other favorite toy is this bubble mower: his 'mow mow.'  It was a gift from his Aunt Jan and it delights him to no end.
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The bubbles never fail to thrill him.
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He has the attention span for drawing one short line with the sidewalk chalk.  And that's about it.
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The sprinkler wasn't quite the hit I thought it would be.  Although trying hard to get your golf bag wet sure is a good time.
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After about 30 minutes I decided it was time to go in.  It was so hot already and I didn't want Will to spend too much time being active in the heat.  I went to close the garage door and noticed his mow mow was in the way.  It took me all of 5 seconds to move it, and in that short time, Will decided to close the door and lock it.

And that, my friends, is how I got locked out of my house on the hottest day of the year.  With Will still inside.  Because that's how we roll.

I spent about 3 minutes checking all the doors and trying to coax Will to turn the lock.  To no avail.  I had no shoes, no keys, no phone.  A neighbor let me use her phone to call Mike, who, thankfully, was at his desk to take my call.  She definitely wiped the phone when I was done with it.  But it's hard to be offended when you come knocking looking like some kind of sweaty homeless chick.

Will and I hung out on opposite sides of the sliding glass door.  He was upset at first, but was soon making smooshy kissy faces and chasing the dog around the table.  Twenty minutes later, Mike was home to let me in.

I may or may not have purchased a Hide-A-Key.  Life is always an adventure with our sweet little boy.  Sigh.

Wednesday, July 20, 2011

Sometimes my baby wears sunglasses.

And I take lots of pictures.

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That's all.

Monday, July 18, 2011

How we spent our Sunday

Will ate an ice cream sandwich...
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...and loved it!
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That evening we took a drive to the National Harbor to have dinner with Grandma.  It was gorgeous outside and we had an amazing time walking around looking at the fountain, boats, and Will's favorite: the ducks.
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The Wilson Bridge in the background

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Happy Week!

Friday, July 15, 2011

We moved

Our move was fairly seamless, but it took much longer to get our cable and internet installed than originally planned.  But that's OK.  There's been much to do.

We've been plenty busy putting together puzzles while wearing funny glasses...
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He seriously wore these for, like, 10 whole minutes.

...pondering life...
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...while eating raisins...
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...and discussing current events.
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He's actually repeating the word 'vacuum' repeatedly, waiting for me to acknowledge that he's saying it.

We've also been enjoying our gorgeous new backyard.  It's beautifully landscaped with a 3 tier deck and, since the recent weather has been amazing, we've spent a lot of time outside.
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Oh my.  The whining never stops.

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High fives for Daddy after a tough mowing job.

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Collecting pinecones (which sounds kinda like 'kai-co')

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Our furry friends were rather stressed on the first day of our move.  However, I'm happy to say Chewie has been reunited with his beloved shoe string, and all is right with the world.  Or, at least, his world.
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And Ellie is Queen of the Backyard.
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We're happily settling in to our new life here.  More to come soon...
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Mike and I laughed for a good five minutes over Ellie's face in this pic.