Wednesday, August 31, 2005
Tuesday, August 30, 2005
Monday, August 29, 2005
Sunday, August 28, 2005
Saturday, August 27, 2005
Friday, August 26, 2005
Indiana is great about sleeping alone now. For the first 4 months he had to be rocked and sang to in order to get to sleep, and putting him down was a touchy affair, being careful not to wake him, or you would have to start the process over. Now, he likes to be put in his crib and put himself to sleep. Lay him down, he gets hold of his thumb and goes right down. Independence.
Thursday, August 25, 2005
I am a HUGE fan of public broadcasting. No, I don't watch the political bullcrap, but i think they have wonderful children's programming, and occasionally they have music programs. They have a show on called Soundstage. As i write this I am watching RINGO STARR!!!
Now, I am about the biggest beatles fan ever. I wasn't there when John Kennedy died, but i cried the day John Lennon died!(and i was only 6) When George Harrison died i was devastated. However, i always thought that Paul was my favorite, after all, Paul was the cute one (oh and he's talented too). Well, as i get older, and as they get older, i am starting to like Ringo way way way more. Ringo is cool. I never thought i would say that, but its true. It pains me, but it is the new reality. Ringo is my favorite beatle. Ringo is fun, and interesting. Paul seems too stuck on himself these days.
Wednesday, August 24, 2005
Tuesday, August 23, 2005
Monday, August 22, 2005
Sunday, August 21, 2005
I admit it. I am moody. I am a worrier. I am a good wife and mother, that is WHY i am a moody worrier. Well, that is my excuse.
Saturday, August 20, 2005
I play the beatles a lot, and i frequently cruise by Ringo Starr's home page. Spongebob is often found on our TV screen, and i frequently purchase Patrick Starr toys. Indiana seems to favor Patrick over Ringo.
No accounting for taste... Well, he seems to think Patrick tastes good. There is so much drool on my Patrick that I'm going to have to buy a new one!
Friday, August 19, 2005
I am starting to feel like I'm stuck in a rut. Like a Tink in a keyhole!
I LOVE being an at home mom, don't get me wrong. Sometimes, though, it seems like the housework never ends and the baby never stops crying. I guess I am only feeling like this because Chris has been working 12-14 hours a day this week. He comes home tired, dirty, and hungry. All he wants is a bath, dinner, and a pillow. I don't blame him! He says he misses us. However, what it means for me is that the time i normally get a bath, and a break to maybe walk to the mailbox alone is history. I suppose Indiana will grow out of this stage soon, and Chris will get some time off soon. I hope i survive it!
Thursday, August 18, 2005
Wednesday, August 17, 2005
He really is a good eater. He enjoys every food we give him. I think he will probably be easy to wean from the bottle when the time comes, because usually after eating out of the spoon (no matter how small the amount) he doesn't want to take his bottle back.
Currently his diet includes carrots, sweat potatoes, peaches, pears, bananas, applesauce and rice cereal baby foods. He also enjoys "otter pops", fudge-bars, dill pickles, and watermelon.
Tuesday, August 16, 2005
Sometimes you are the penguin on the left. Sometimes you are the penguin on the right.
It seems like after almost 13 years with one, and almost 4 months with the other that i would get the hang of this mom thing one of these days. I still don't know what some of Indiana's screams mean, and i surely don't know how to communicate effectively with Dakota. The only thing i really know is that i love both of them, and i cant imagine living without them.
Dakota has grown into such an incredible young man. How do i tell him how proud i am of him without patronizing or embarrassing him? He is such a great young man. i am proud he is my son, and glad that i know him. Indiana is a little screamer. I love him, i get no sleep, i give him all that i can and more. i never really thought that i would have another baby. Indiana is lucky. Dakota broke me in pretty well, and he is a good big brother. He will be a good example for Indy as he grows. 12 and a half years is a big difference, but i think my boys can overcome it, and i hope one day they will love one another as much as i love them.
Monday, August 15, 2005
Sunday, August 14, 2005
So, today my son came home from his grandma donkeys house smelling like a cigarette. I have talked until i am blue in the face about this with her. I don't know what to do. Suggestions that do not include capital punishment are welcome (since i have already thought of capital punishment). Here's the deal: My mother in law is a smoker. My 4 month old son wheezes and has trouble breathing if she smokes around him, or holds him when she smells of the stuff. When my wonderful husband was visiting her today she must have held him tight because i had to give him a bath when he got home to get the "ode de la cigarette" out of his hair, and had to seperate his clothes so the scent didnt invade his bedroom. HELP!! im at my wits end.
And she doeesn't seem to notice the problem, even after a million (ok thats an exageration) attempts to get her to realize that Although i dont care what she does to herself, NOONE is endangering my sons well being if i can help it. Do i just not let her see him anymore? Is that fair to my son? I am going crazy about this.
Saturday, August 13, 2005
Yesterday we had such a busy day that I didn't have time to post anything new...
Indiana borrowed Jengibre's stroller, and we all (my mom, me, Indiana and Jengibre) went on a little over 2 mile walk. Mom usually walks about 5 miles per day but she took pity on me, and we only went down to the new housing development and back. Indiana liked the ride (he slept most of the way) and Jengibre, although a little put out at having to hitch a ride in the bottom basket of her own stroller, seemed to not mind the long walk. Jengibre has lost a lot of weight, and is looking really good! When we got back from the walk we went across the street. Becky and her boys and the day care kids played with Indiana. Later in the day Becky took him to her house and he napped with her so I could have a break! He enjoyed his nap, and woke up a fairly happy baby! Just before his daddy arrived to pick us up after work, he settled in again for a nap, this time with his favorite frog. My mom reinforced a few of the seams that were coming apart. So, thankfully Indiana's favorite frog is as good as new again. All in all it was a nice day for me. Between my mom and Becky, Indiana was entertained pretty well most of the day. He can be a handful sometimes. But he is worth it!