Saturday, November 20, 2010

Waste of Money

Apparently we wasted our money on beds and cribs for our boys.


Since getting his toddler bed a few weeks ago, we have discovered Elliott asleep on the floor next to his bedroom door a few times. We always know he's there when we try to open his door and it won't open all the way.




And while Jason was tucking Elliott in his bed for a nap today, Emerson fell asleep in the middle of playing. If only he would sleep this well at night.

Tuesday, October 26, 2010

Goodnight

This is what Elliott built this weekend:




Elliott (and Jason) put together a toddler bed on Saturday. Elliott was excited and slept in it Saturday and Sunday. But as of yesterday, he has started to take full advantage of his new found freedom to get up from his bed anytime he wants. We put Elliott to bed numerous times last night until he finally tuckered out.

Here were some of his attempts to lure us to his room (and I guess I shouldn't call them attempts because many of them were successful although for the most part I just set him back in his bed and walked out).

To understand our experience, you have to picture exactly how Elliott was calling for us. Elliott doesn't understand the concept of a baby monitor and the fact that we can hear him loud and clear. So each time he'd get out of bed, he'd lay with his face smashed up against his bedroom door and scream through the gap between the door and floor.

''Mama, I have an idea." ( I never heard what this grand idea was, but he was insistent on it)

"Mama, wanna talk about Jackson?"

"Do you wanna watch Incredibles?"

"Open the door please." and after a while, just plain, "Open the door!"

And then sweetly, "Do you wanna lay in my bed?"

Later, "Semi-truck in the bed!''

When he got desperate, "I need to go poo-poo." and I actually put him on the toilet since he has refused to sit on the toilet for about a week. But of course, nothing happened.

By 10:10 last night, it was silent. Finally, success:


Wednesday, October 20, 2010

Oh Happy Day!

This sweet boy was full of giggles today! He's usually a happy little guy, full of smiles, but today was the first time I had heard him laugh.





And this morning was shared with a dear group of friends and all our babies. Our morning was lively and quite a contrast to when we used to all hang out...prebabies. But it was oh so refreshing to gather with good friends and enjoy how our babies are growing up (too fast).



Wednesday, September 29, 2010

Little Drummer Boy

Elliott is a musical little guy. Between the concerts he goes to with Grandma and the instrument gifts from Uncle Chris & Aunt Kristi, Elliott has always enjoyed listening to and making his own music.

Jason often plays guitar with Elliott (they have written their own songs and everything). Sometimes Elliott plays guitar along with Jason (and they both sing) but lately Elliott has been developing skill in a new instrument: the drums.





And yes, those are my candle holders he is using as his 'drum set'.



And no (Chris and Kristi) he does NOT need a real drum set for Christmas.

Monday, September 27, 2010

Trucks Win Again

Elliott loves trucks, I mean, he really LOVES them. Even kisses them sometimes. I often play trucks with him, but today I pulled out a color sorting game for some quality mommy & Elliott time while Emerson took a morning nap.

I told Elliott we were going to play a game and he became really enthusiastic.

Everything went well ...for about 10 minutes. We took turns rolling the color die (he thought that was great fun) and then finding the matching color to put in the tray.

Elliott was having a blast and then he excitedly said "Mama, go wake up Emerson." I thought...how sweet of my boy, he wants Emerson to play with us too! What a great brother! I explained Emerson was still sleeping and the two of us could play more.

He thought a bit. Then he said "Mama, go downstairs" meaning, Mama, you go downstairs and leave me alone. So he wanted to play by himself...no big deal... I could unload the dishwasher.

BUT a few minutes later, I peeked in on him and discovered he wanted to play a different game altogether.


Enough of the color finding game, he wanted to play the "game" with trucks. He spent about a half hour filling up his trucks with the colored circles and dumping them all over the floor, then racing his trucks through them.

He liked his game much more than mine. Oh well. Trucks win again.

Friday, September 17, 2010

Conversations




Snippets from conversations from today with this adorable kid:


"No, I'm sorry you can't have any of Emerson's milk. I don't think you'll like it."
(I'm breastfeeding)

"No, the money doesn't need any chapstick." (as I wipe off slimy coins)

"No, don't eat the playdough." (Elliott's response: "But it smells good."


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And here's a pic of our sweet, joyful Emerson.


Wednesday, July 21, 2010

Hard Day's Work

This is the result of a lovely afternoon of playing at Grandma & Grandpa's house.