Saturday, February 23, 2013

9 months old

I'm not quite sure what's happening here. Seriously. I had my baby last month and she's already 9 months old.

 Well, maybe she's been around a little longer than that. But, really? 9 months? Already??!?  photo IMG_9028-3_zpsbc0a5ef4.jpg

Amelia is quite the talented young lady. She has learned to wave 'bye bye' and when we ask, "How big is Amelia????" she responds by raising her arms as we say, "Soooooo big." Little genius.  photo IMG_9036-2_zps69a3bb3a.jpg

A few nights ago she stood for 10 seconds all by her lonesome.  Will walking happen soon?  Stay tuned.

Amelia and Will continue to be pretty good buds.  And she can really hold her own with him.  At one point in time she was cool with Will taking toys from her.  But now?  Take something away and she's ready to throw down.  For real.  We can't even trick her by offering her a trade.  She wants what she wants.
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For instance, she wants this shaker.  Like, she wants it at ALL times.  No taking the shaker allowed.

*Momentary break in post*  Oh my.  This picture cracks me up.
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I mean, WHAT is going on here??  Bahahahaha.

They really are good friends.  I love how much they love each other.
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My little chunker baby is now my little peanut baby.  At her 9 month visit, she only weighed 17 pounds, 7 ounces.  To put this in perspective, at the same age, Will was almost 4 pounds heavier - and he started out at half her size.

The weird thing is, at any given meal, she eats more than her 3 year old brother.  She eats anything and everything we put in front of her.
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Also, she may be the most photogenic baby ever.  She loves having her picture taken.
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Oh, little peanut. We love you so. Please stay little for just a bit longer. Please?

Sunday, February 17, 2013

Valentine's Day 2013

Sooooooo, Valentine's Day....  photo IMG_9236_zps8868449d.jpg

Were you feeling the love?  photo IMG_9202_zpsade8ae41.jpg

Will was "so ess-cited to deliver chocolates" to his teachers.  He paused to tell everyone in the parking lot, "Happy Valentimes Day!"

While he was at school having a 'great day,' the littlest Valentine and I spent some quality time together.
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After school, we met Mike for lunch at our favorite Japanese steak house.  It's never easy going out with two littles, which is probably why we almost never do it.  However, I discovered that giving the baby her first lollipop and encouraging Will to eat as much Valentine's candy as his sugar-loving heart desired was very helpful.  Also, it ensured that Will would be too full to finish his fried rice which meant more for me.  I win at motherhood.

Later, we returned home to find a special package from Will's favorite aunt on our doorstep.
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Will was very excited to find more chocolate.  Amelia was also excited as she would shove a piece in her mouth - foil and all.  She was none too pleased when I fished it out.
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And I have to ask --  Aunt Becky, markers for the window?  Really?  Is this pay back for the time Will crapped in your bed?
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Friday was Ellie's birthday.  For those not keeping score, Ellie is our dog.  I have to say, I'm not always feeling the love where she's concerned.  In fact, I kind of want to go back in time and talk myself out of getting her.  Like, on Valentine's Day, when she got out of the yard, and I was frantically running down our street calling her name, I thought to myself, "Get back in the house.  This is your out."  Kidding.  Kind of.

Nonetheless, Ellie turned 8 and we had ourselves a Cars party (at Will's insistence).
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Oh, cute kids in party hats.  I love it.
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Some Valentine's cakes Will lovingly decorated.
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And, Amelia...  getting ready to make a play for the cat food.  I see you.
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Wednesday, February 13, 2013

Life, lately.

We've been preparing for Valentine's Day and Will is "so ess-cited!" This is the first year for exchanging cards with friends at school and he picked out the perfect ones- Cars themed with little lollipops. Side note: he finally started saying Lightning McQueen instead of Li-queen and I'm a little sad about this.

 Last week we made a special Valentine's treat during Amelia's nap.  photo IMG_9040_zps6dd50d46.jpg

His favorite part was, of course, the icing. That's pretty much the only part of a cupcake he eats.  photo IMG_9055_zpscacb6a6d.jpg

Last Friday I packed up the kids and took them-- are you ready for this?

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Amelia was pretty 'ess-cited' about the whole thing.
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Will still likes his floaties, but I'm going on record here...  this will be the year he learns to swim for real.  I absolutely believe it.
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Then, when we were getting dressed, Will insisted on getting his own dressing room because "this is my privacies."  And I laughed a lot.
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Let's caption these next two pictures "Determined."
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And as for Amelia, she'll be walking before her first birthday.  Guaranteed.

We enjoyed a little weekend wrestling.
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And it's hair pulling for the win!  Her signature move.
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Last Sunday we explored one of the trails in our neighborhood and threw some rocks in the creek.
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Psst, Mike.  There's a branch in front of my face.

Amelia has turned in to a bit of a 'hold me' baby.  It's sweet, but also, kind of a pain.  And she's very good at (fake) crying until she gets what she wants.
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Will says, "Melia sure is loud."

All of his observations include the phrase "sure is."  Sure is loud in here.  Sure is dark down there.  Sure is raining out there.  Sure is spooky in here.

It sure is cute.
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Yesterday Amelia was all, "What's that noise?"
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When she realized it was Will hanging out under her bed, she had to check it out.
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So funny.
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And so a game of crawling-under-the-bed-and-crawling-back-out-again started and continued for a solid 30 minutes.
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Until it was time to take a standing break.  Loves. To. Stand.
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And what began as a sibling hug quickly turned in to Will picking up the baby and bringing her to me.  He REALLY likes to carry her around lately.  Oy.
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Tuesday, February 5, 2013

Not much going on.

The other day I took advantage of Amelia's nap time and, with Will playing quietly (too quietly) near by, I got some unpacking done. Then suddenly I heard a little voice say, "I'm ready!"

 I looked up to see Will in the doorway.  Standing there naked except for his shirt hanging around his head.  photo IMG_8893_zps6a4d932d.jpg

Me: Uh... I'm afraid to ask, but what exactly are you ready for?
Will: I'm ready for bed!

Ohhhhhh-kay. If only that were true. I so miss nap time. When the baby's awake it's impossible to get anything done. Whenever I try, I feel a little tug on my yoga pants (you know, 'cause I do a lot of yoga), and look down to see this...  photo IMG_8901_zps7caffaf3.jpg

Little monkeys.
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My first project, other than unpacking, has been Will's room.  A firetruck makeover is in full swing.
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His firetruck bedding arrived a few days ago.  "It looks wonderful!" he exclaimed.
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A conversation Will and I had yesterday--

Will: Sometimes I don't like my bed.
Me: Why not?
Will: Because I don't like firetrucks.

Well, that's good to know.
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Will was very excited to show his sister his new bed when she woke up from her nap.
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In other news, we have a Wegman's five minutes away.  They have the most amazing $3 slices of cake that Will and I just adore.  Last week he got a Spiderman cake.  Unfortunately for him, there was only one lonely slice in the case last weekend.

Finn from Glee.
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I laughed forever about it.  But Will didn't care.  Cake is cake.
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I guess the Super Bowl was last Sunday...?  Yeah, I had a care factor of zero on account of the Patriots coming thisclose to being in it.  Mike insisted on Super Bowl -type foods, but I had to clarify several times that we were not actually celebrating the game.

Will likes to set the table.
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I made the most AMAZING pulled pork.  Oh my goodness.  It's actually my mom's recipe and it's so easy, even I can do it.  Rub down the meat (use a pork rub or whatever spices you have laying around), sear it (on the stove top or outside grill), put it in a crockpot with a bottle of Italian dressing, and cook (9ish hours on high, 13ish hours on low).  Sooooooooooo delish.
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Although, I think Will's favorite part was Mike's cheese dip.
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On the subject of eating, Amelia is a huge fan.  Huge.
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Such messy eaters.  Good thing they like their baths.
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