Friday, October 27, 2006

Big Day


Today we went to JC Penney to have Brad's 2-year pictures taken. He absolutely shocked me by going over to some children's chairs and telling me what their colors were. I've been trying to teach him colors forever and here he was, nonchalantly telling me that this chair was blue and this one was red. Anyway, we got some very nice pictures and yes, I've ordered enough for all interested parties.

We also picked up his new orthotics, which look much bigger than his old ones. This necessitated a trip to the shoe store for new shoes. For most of his life, Brad has worn a $5 pair of sneakers from Payless. Not any more. His new orthotics are sufficiently large that Payless did not have any shoes that he could wear. So we had to go to Stride Rite! And the only pair of shoes in the store that fit him (literally, the only pair, so he now owns a pair of ugly blue and orange sneakers instead of the nice brown pair I was hoping to get) cost $50! I can't believe I spent $50 on a pair of shoes for a child who will outgrow them soon. I don't even spend that much on my own shoes. You can tell by the look on his face that he can't believe it either.

Cars, Trucks, Planes and Trains


The book that started it all...Brad is now officially obsessed with trains. Not only does he have this book, but we took him on a LOT of train rides at a local park this summer. He LOVES trains. One of our favorite babysitters gave him a train set for his birthday (see picture), and as soon as he saw it he threw himself on it and tore it out of the box. Let's just say he likes it. A lot.

Sunday, October 22, 2006

A Veggie Tale


Actual words printed on the page: God made you special...He loves you so much--he thinks you're the best!

Words I read: Tomato! See the tomato? Show me the tomato!

Words Doug reads: God loves you, even though you are a corrupt and depraved sinner. That's why He sent Jesus, His Son [Nicole interjecting: Can you say Jesus? Jesus!] to save you from your sins, if you will only repent and believe.

Wednesday, October 18, 2006

Ask me how many loads of laundry I did today...

Today I felt energetic and ready to completely tear apart Brad's room and closet. I think I'm nesting.

I pulled all of the boxes labeled 'baby' out of storage and his closet (which was a mess, by the way). You can see below--I had no idea we had this much stuff! I sorted the clothes into what I don't mind Anne wearing (as in, it's not too masculine) and what she won't be wearing. I ended up with two boxes of clothes back in storage that neither she nor Brad will wear again and six loads of laundry! Six! Granted, one of those loads was Brad's dirty clothes, but still, five loads of baby clothes is a lot of baby clothes.

As I write this, Brad is napping, the living room is (almost) back to normal, and there is a giant load of clothes on the couch that needs to be folded and put away. Now that Brad's closet is cleaned out, there's plenty of room--I wish I could take a picture (it's that beautiful) but I can't get the camera at a good angle. Just trust me--it's a well-ordered closet. I think I'll do our linen closet next. Poor Doug--it won't be long before I'm organizing all of his books in what will seem to me a very useful and intuitive system, and he won't be able to find what he needs ever again.

You can see below that Brad was most helpful in organizing everything.


Sunday, October 15, 2006

Barefoot and Pregnant in the Kitchen, Part II


Yes, thank you for asking, I'm miserable! Not sleeping...check. Not breathing well...check. Heartburn...check. Back pain...check. Generally uncomfortable in any position...check. Husband who cleans the house and then takes the baby out so I can rest...check.

30 weeks down, 10 to go

I can't wait until Anne arrives!

Saturday, October 14, 2006

Trip to the Pumpkin Farm






Today we went to Summer's Farm, in Frederick, Maryland. We arrived around 10:30am and had lots of time to enjoy ourselves before the crowds came. Brad loved the hayride and asked for the tractor so often that Doug took him again (it was too bumpy for Anne and I). We got to see lots of animals, go through mazes, go down huge slides, climb mountains (of straw), and pick pumpkins. Frederick is just beautiful and we had a great time.

Brad takes a break on a pumpkin.


Brad is "lost" in the maze.


Daddy shows Brad how to scoop sand into the truck.

Friday, October 13, 2006

Brad's Mood Swings



This morning Brad got up VERY early--I heard him at 6am but didn't go to get him until 6:30am.* He ate a leisurely breakfast, and I told him it was time to get dressed for our morning walk. I was putting his shirt on when his face suddenly fell and he asked for a hug, which I gave him, and then he asked to be held, which I did. When I thought he was done being loved up, I started to put his pants on, and the same thing happened. It was wonderful, but I wondered if he was getting sick.

But he was very happy to go on the walk and we took our usual route. On the way home, he started crying (something he never does on our walks) and after a few blocks I asked him if he wanted me to carry him (he was in the stroller). He said yes, and as soon as I got him out of the stroller he clung to me for dear life and buried his face in my shoulder. I can't help but think that the kid knows Anne is coming and is about to change his world...Anyway, if you've ever tried to push a stroller with one hand up a hill, hold a 27-pound child who has gone limp in your arms (also with one hand), while carrying the equivalent of a basketball in your stomach, you'll feel my pain. We got home and all of a sudden he was happy again! I don't know what's going on with these mood swings.

*I didn't get him until 6:30am because I was exhausted. I am not sleeping well at all these days--it's very difficult to get comfortable, and frankly, I'm already miserable at barely 30 weeks. I was up from 1-2am last night--between the heartburn, the breathing problems (Anne is crowding my lungs), and my arm (I got a flu shot at the OB's office, which was a mistake, because 52 hours later my arm STILL HURTS), I was not sleeping. And then my lovely son gets up at 6am! Anyway, 8-10 more weeks, that's what I keep telling myself (please God, make it 8, not 10)...

Jenny's Favorite Spot

Tuesday, October 03, 2006

Brad's Big Boy Bed


On Sunday night we decided that we had been putting it off long enough and put Brad in the bed instead of the crib. We didn't really prepare him or talk about it before hand--we didn't even change the sheets (he slept under purple flowers--see picture). We just read him his books and rocked him and watered him and told him it was time for bed, in the real bed. Doug laid him in the bed, we kissed him goodnight, and then we left. Monday morning Doug heard him at the door of his room around 7:10am (I had put a lock on his door knob to prevent him from opening it). Monday afternoon he napped well, and Monday night he slept in the bed again--he asked for the bed and not the crib. This morning I went to get him up and almost knocked him over because he was waiting at the door. He seems to be doing very well and understands that he's now sleeping in the bed--he says 'bed' now instead of 'night-night.'

Doug was home on Monday, so he took Brad to Bed Bath and Beyond and bought more appropriate bedding for a little boy...


So that's a relief--I was gearing myself up for a big problem with the bed. All of the parenting books make it seem like such a huge deal--they all advise you to take the child shopping for special sheets and talk about the change for weeks beforehand, and to prepare yourself for many missed naps. I almost can't believe it was that easy! The crib is now free for Anne, and I don't think Brad will miss it. Besides, he likes sleeping too much to get out of bed (the kid still sleeps twelve hours a night and takes a two hour nap). I took the above picture when I put him down for his nap today.