Wordless Wednesday: enemies turned friends

Daughter is FOUR!

We're busy celebrating today!

Wordless Wednesday: The Day 3 Became 4

Wordless Wednesday: He is BANNED from rope swings

Worldless Wednesday: Adventuring at a Young Age

Wordless Wednesday: She Slept Any Where

Over the shoulder memories

Daughter

Son

Wordless Wednesday: Husband loved when this happened

A Man With Places to Go!

Son is a man with places to go. And he's well on his way to getting there! Son will be 1 year old in two weeks and he's already so close to walking. I wasn't expecting this so soon! Daughter didn't start walking until 2 weeks AFTER her 1st birthday.

I know, I know. stop comparing your kids. I hear you. And I know. They are both completely different people, but Daughter is my frame of reference. It's hard not to compare!

He's standing on his own. He's cruising on furniture. And he's doing the old Step, Step, Step, Fall trick. It won't be long before those steps will count as walking.

He's so determined. Son sees three people walking around and he's ready to join in!

It's so fun to watch him get so excited. It's like I'm seeing it for the first time too!

Check out that wide stance. Husband and I have made a few Larry Craig jokes at Son's expense, I'll admit it.

Wordless Wednesday: The Same but Different

FYI: the first picture is Daughter and the second is Son.

Wordless Wednesday: Fishing

the Adventures of Son: sitting and standing [not in that order]

I told Son that all I wanted for Christmas was for him to sit up. He was almost 8.5 months old. I didn't think I was asking too much.

seriously, for the previous month he'd been pulling himself up to stand in his crib and on furniture and crawling like someone was chasing him but STILL no sitting!! I'd never heard of pulling up to stand before sitting. craziness. Son is already a rebel. rule breaking kid.

Then on Christmas afternoon, after lunch, we were all sitting around. Son had just woken up from his nap and was enjoying Nanny and Papa love. We put him on the floor so he could crawl around and check out his new toys. He crawls over to Daughter's new jump rope, grabs it and sits up like he's been doing it for weeks!

IT WAS A CHRISTMAS MIRACLE!

and he was polite enough to wait on me to grab the camera before he started crawling away again. [such a sweet considerate boy]

this is a picture of Son standing up against the love seat tonight . I love it because you can really see 2 of his 6 teeth.

ah, Son. He's a fabulous person.

Wordless Wednesday: Man meeting

notice the drool spot and the missing sock. Oh, Son.

The Adventures of Daughter (and Son): the laundry basket

One of my favorite things about Son growing up is that Daughter is rediscovering things she loved to do but lost interest in overtime. Case in point: laundry basket rides. I remember walking around and around and around the house pulling the laundry basket while she giggled, but in time she grew tired of our game. now that Son is getting laundry basket rides, she is more than eager to join the fun.

Daughter, when she was about 9 months old. She loved standing up in the laundry basket and being pulled around like she was in a chariot. notice the grey yarn that I used to pull her.

Daughter and Son enjoying a double ride. Son is pulling up sporatically in his bed, but he's not ready for the standing laundry basket ride. Daughter wanted to join him. They held hands for most of the ride and Daughter hummed along to the silly made up song I was singing.

These kids are fun. I'm more than blessed.

Wordless Wednesday: Daughter and Gracie - two peas in a pod

wordless wednesday: halloween 2007

Daughter Loves Ball

football.

baseball.

soccer.

tennis.

golf.

basketball.

pool.

rugby.

and all other ball sports I didn't list.

Daughter loves all sports involving a ball. and especially ESPECIALLY football. for the main reason that she watched it even before she was born. and has watched it with Husband ever since.

when she spots team logos she always shouts, "BAAAAALLLLLL." always.

she loves watching it on television, but we have a rule that she can't watch television by herself, so this greatly limits her viewing pleasure bc I can only watch the 1992 Sugar Bowl so many times a week. (we have it on dvd)

Daughter and Husband watching football during the 2007 season.

now tonight, after a bath, watching the Clemson/Georgia Tech game. She's wearing one of her ball caps.

wordless wednesday: son's first beach trip

Daughter's newest adventure

Daughter is an amazing climber. her latest climbing conquest is Son's crib. unfortunately, she's only interested in climbing in the crib when Son is in there. She either stays on the opposite end of the crib and plays footsie with him, or she cuddles up to him for a shared nap. He'd rather sleep alone.

"mummy, will you please get her out of my bed."

"I love being with Brother."

footsie.

the hug/cuddle.

the continuing adventures of daughter ...

... the barf-a-matic strikes again.

My sister and brother-in-law got Daughter a pretty fantastic jumperoo for her first Christmas when she was a mere 3 months old. some days she loved it and would play and jump until she fell asleep in it, other days she was less interested.

We left it up for an entire year. until Christmas 2008. When I was getting out all of the Christmas stuff and putting away stuff to make room for Christmas stuff, I made the decision to retire the jumperoo. Daughter hadn't been in it in weeks and was more interested in running around than jumping at the time.

In April, I was cleaning and getting rid of things to make room for Son and I found the jumperoo. I decided to hang it up again and see if Daughter still had love for the jumperoo. she lovedLOVEDloved it.

She spun.

She jumped.

She spun.

She laughed.

She spun.

She threw her head back and closed her eyes with glee.

She spun.

and she threw up.

so out she went to clean her and the jumperoo out. Daughter was not happy. She didn't think a little barf was enough reason to stop playing in the jumperoo. After the jumperoo was laundered, I let her back in it, thinking the throw up was a fluke and surely she wouldn't do it again.

WRONG.

She played until she got sick. and again was mad when she had to get out. That night, jumperoo was hidden again and quickly forgotten. That was April.

I got it out two days ago while Daughter was taking a nap, to see if Son liked it. not so much yet. I, with my perpetual thoughtlessness, forgot to put the jumperoo back in the closet after we were finished. That night, Daughter discovers the jumperoo, which we now call the barf-o-matic.

What the hey. it's been 4 months. let's let her play in the barf-o-matic. she loves jumping and spinning. and apparently barfing. I hate that her favorite toy makes her lose her lunch/dinner/snack/breakfast.

What would you do if something you loved to do made you throw up all the time?

Son, not really enjoying jumperoo

fun. fun. fun. all these pictures were pre-barf, of course.