Sunday, January 25, 2009
Tripp at 11 months
Happy 11 month birthday, Tripp! I cannot believe that you'll be ONE in just one month. Wow! I have lots to report about so I'll be back in the next day or two to update on what you are up to these days. I love you baby boy!
Friday, January 23, 2009
Face Like an Angel
I have so many things to document about you Sophie. You are almost 2 1/2 now and you are growing and developing every day. It's amazing! I'm going to document some things soon, I promise! Just know that you are so fun these days and I have so much fun playing with you, talking to you, and just being around you. You are the sweetest little girl with a little bit of sass built in. You truly are the light of our lives.
For now, I'm just going to post the sweetest picture of you that I have ever seen. I took this picture over Thanksgiving when we were visiting Grandma and Pop Pop in Florida. We went to the Children's Museum with your cousins, Donovan and Evan, and your Aunt Beth. It was the first time you had your face painted. Look how beautiful you are my sweet girl! You truly have the face of an angel. I love you baby girl!
For now, I'm just going to post the sweetest picture of you that I have ever seen. I took this picture over Thanksgiving when we were visiting Grandma and Pop Pop in Florida. We went to the Children's Museum with your cousins, Donovan and Evan, and your Aunt Beth. It was the first time you had your face painted. Look how beautiful you are my sweet girl! You truly have the face of an angel. I love you baby girl!
Monday, January 19, 2009
Quote of the Day
This is an awesome quote and appropriate today since it is Martin Luther King Day.
"The time is always right to do what is right."
-Martin Luther King, Jr.
"The time is always right to do what is right."
-Martin Luther King, Jr.
Friday, January 16, 2009
It's freezing!
Just for posterity sake, I want to document this day. At this very moment, at 9:30 a.m. on a bright sunny day, it is only 11 degrees. With the wind chill it is 0 degrees - as in ZERO degrees. Did you get that friends? 0 degrees!! Yikes.
I think today is the coldest day I have ever experienced living in Atlanta. It's absolutely without question the coldest day of both Sophie and Tripp's lives. I think that's pretty neat that I can say that. I am even including the day we left the hospital to bring Tripp home. That day was tremendously cold, it even snowed! But it wasn't anywhere near 0 degrees!
I only remember being in colder weather one time. That was when we visited our friends Pat & Mikki in Chicago in January. When we flew into Chicago the pilot told us it was set to be the coldest weekend of the year. That scared me, but not knowing Chicago very well I thought "how cold could it really be?" Um, really cold!
Our friends are true Chicagoians and so they are used to the cold weather. The weekend we were there, the Bears were hosting and playing in a playoff game. Pat & Mikki took us to the stadium to meet up with some of their friends to tailgate. Oh.my.gosh was it cold. The stadium was located next to the river at that time so not only was it cold, you also got the wind (ahem - the "windy city") from the lake. It was below 0 degrees with the wind. I think it was in the -10 to -20 degree range. The thing that amazed me was the amount of people running around with no shirts on. Are you kidding me? Sure, they were doing shots from ice scupltures, but I'm not sure any amount of shots could make me run shirtless in -10 deg weather. It might, however, make me dress up like the smart dude who was wearing the full-on, head-to-toe, furry Chewbacca suit. Classic! I can't imagine how the shirtless people felt when they sobered up, because I was dressed properly and I swear I still got frostbite on my toes. I could not move my toes! Mind you, I had 2 or 3 pairs of socks on and boots and I still felt like I couldn't move my toes and that I had frostbite. People donated me their gloves. I had 3 or 4 pairs on. It was so cold, I couldn't even drink a beer - or even hold one with the multitude of gloves I was sporting. It was a "nice" thing to be a part of, but it was so freaking cold that I'm not sure I could ever do it again. I'm not even sure I'd ever visit Chicago in the winter again. Wow, it was cold.
People up north and in the midwest are just plain crazy. I'm not sure how anyone lives in that type of weather. Of course, my dad is from Jersey and I'm pretty sure he used to tell us that he shoveled snow before school when he was 5, drank a cup of coffee because they didn't have hot chocolate back then, and then walked uphill both to and from school. You know parents! LOL Thankfully my mom and dad don't like cold weather so they raised me in sunny Florida!
I think today is the coldest day I have ever experienced living in Atlanta. It's absolutely without question the coldest day of both Sophie and Tripp's lives. I think that's pretty neat that I can say that. I am even including the day we left the hospital to bring Tripp home. That day was tremendously cold, it even snowed! But it wasn't anywhere near 0 degrees!
I only remember being in colder weather one time. That was when we visited our friends Pat & Mikki in Chicago in January. When we flew into Chicago the pilot told us it was set to be the coldest weekend of the year. That scared me, but not knowing Chicago very well I thought "how cold could it really be?" Um, really cold!
Our friends are true Chicagoians and so they are used to the cold weather. The weekend we were there, the Bears were hosting and playing in a playoff game. Pat & Mikki took us to the stadium to meet up with some of their friends to tailgate. Oh.my.gosh was it cold. The stadium was located next to the river at that time so not only was it cold, you also got the wind (ahem - the "windy city") from the lake. It was below 0 degrees with the wind. I think it was in the -10 to -20 degree range. The thing that amazed me was the amount of people running around with no shirts on. Are you kidding me? Sure, they were doing shots from ice scupltures, but I'm not sure any amount of shots could make me run shirtless in -10 deg weather. It might, however, make me dress up like the smart dude who was wearing the full-on, head-to-toe, furry Chewbacca suit. Classic! I can't imagine how the shirtless people felt when they sobered up, because I was dressed properly and I swear I still got frostbite on my toes. I could not move my toes! Mind you, I had 2 or 3 pairs of socks on and boots and I still felt like I couldn't move my toes and that I had frostbite. People donated me their gloves. I had 3 or 4 pairs on. It was so cold, I couldn't even drink a beer - or even hold one with the multitude of gloves I was sporting. It was a "nice" thing to be a part of, but it was so freaking cold that I'm not sure I could ever do it again. I'm not even sure I'd ever visit Chicago in the winter again. Wow, it was cold.
People up north and in the midwest are just plain crazy. I'm not sure how anyone lives in that type of weather. Of course, my dad is from Jersey and I'm pretty sure he used to tell us that he shoveled snow before school when he was 5, drank a cup of coffee because they didn't have hot chocolate back then, and then walked uphill both to and from school. You know parents! LOL Thankfully my mom and dad don't like cold weather so they raised me in sunny Florida!
Thursday, January 15, 2009
First steps?
The fear of a working mom is that her babies will do all their "firsts" at school and away from her. People always try and reassure me that the "firsts" won't happen there, but with the way things go in my life they usually do. For instance, I remember clearly the first time Sophie waved "bye bye". It was at school when we were saying bye bye to her teacher. Sophie smiled and waved and me, being the spaz I am, jumped up and down like I had never seen anything so cool. Nicole, the teacher said, "oh, she's been doing that for like a week." Oh, well, ok. Burst my happy little bubble why don't you.
So yesterday when I picked Tripp up from school he was hanging around an empty high chair that was facing the door. As soon as he saw me, his face lit up and he started smiling as big as I think possible. Have I ever said how much I love picking the kids up from school? I think it's the best part of my day! I absolutely love it. Anyway, I looked at Tripp and told him it seemed like he was going to just let go of that high chair and run right over to me. It really did seem that way! Then, his teacher Autumn, dropped the bomb on me. She happily told me that he took a step. By step she really meant 2! She said he was holding on to the side of the changing station, saw a toy, let go of the wall, moved one foot forward then the other and then plopped down and hurriedly crawled to the toy. Ugh. He indeed took his first steps at school.
I wonder if it's better that way? Now I will be more prepared for him to walk, I'll be expecting it, right? Maybe I won't cry at the sight of it. A mixed cry, of course, because he's old enough to walk and because I'm afraid to have two walkers in this house (afraid in a good way - is there a good way? LOL). Or, maybe it's the reward for the teachers who love on him and watch him 8 hours a day while I'm working? Either way I look at, no matter why or when it happened, my baby took steps. Unbelievable, my baby took steps.
Yep, he probably took his first steps at school so as not to shock me into a hysterical fit. I guess we'll see over the next few weeks if these steps are really a gateway into walking - toddlerhood, I should say - or if they are just a fluke. My money (and sanity) is on it's a fluke! Love you my handsome little dude!
So yesterday when I picked Tripp up from school he was hanging around an empty high chair that was facing the door. As soon as he saw me, his face lit up and he started smiling as big as I think possible. Have I ever said how much I love picking the kids up from school? I think it's the best part of my day! I absolutely love it. Anyway, I looked at Tripp and told him it seemed like he was going to just let go of that high chair and run right over to me. It really did seem that way! Then, his teacher Autumn, dropped the bomb on me. She happily told me that he took a step. By step she really meant 2! She said he was holding on to the side of the changing station, saw a toy, let go of the wall, moved one foot forward then the other and then plopped down and hurriedly crawled to the toy. Ugh. He indeed took his first steps at school.
I wonder if it's better that way? Now I will be more prepared for him to walk, I'll be expecting it, right? Maybe I won't cry at the sight of it. A mixed cry, of course, because he's old enough to walk and because I'm afraid to have two walkers in this house (afraid in a good way - is there a good way? LOL). Or, maybe it's the reward for the teachers who love on him and watch him 8 hours a day while I'm working? Either way I look at, no matter why or when it happened, my baby took steps. Unbelievable, my baby took steps.
Yep, he probably took his first steps at school so as not to shock me into a hysterical fit. I guess we'll see over the next few weeks if these steps are really a gateway into walking - toddlerhood, I should say - or if they are just a fluke. My money (and sanity) is on it's a fluke! Love you my handsome little dude!
Tuesday, January 6, 2009
"I a princess"
Sophie baby, you said the cutest little thing today that I just had to document it. You've never really been into picking out your clothes and you don't seem to care what I put you in. Shoes are another story, but so far you are ho-hum about your clothes. You have been telling me lately when you think something is pretty and you are starting to gravitate a little more towards pink, sparkly stuff. You still aren't really into princesses - you have 2 tutus, 2 princess dresses, and a beautiful pettiskirt. They were all gifts, but you never want to wear any of them! I will say that you did ask to wear your new blue and green tutu the other night. It was a Christmas gift from Aunt Mary and it's the prettiest tutu you own!
Our routine was a little different this morning. Normally I get Trippy ready for school and daddy gets you ready for school. I usually lay out your clothes the night before, because sometimes daddy is a little challenged in the dressing Sophie department. If it were up to him, you'd wear all of one color - all red, all pink, all blue - just a monochrome look. LOL! Can't be too hard on him. I am just happy he tries (he even tries to put your hair in pony tails!) :-) Daddy was busy working this morning so I got both of you ready. I hadn't picked out your outfit the night before, so I did it while you were watching. I picked out a pair of jeans that Aunt TaTa gave your for Christmas (very, very hip jeans!) and a shirt that Aunt Julie gave you. I asked you if the outfit was ok and you said yes.
I proceeded to get you dressed. Even though the shirt is slightly too big, you wanted to keep it on. You helped me pick out an accessory for your hair and I put it in a half ponytail. We put your shoes and socks on (you like to help) and stood you up. We went into the bathroom to brush your teeth and you saw yourself in the mirror. I can only imagine this is how you knew what you looked like. I'm not sure what it is about the outfit that you particularly like, but you like it. Maybe the silver rhinestone type things on the belt of the shirt? Anyway, when we started to walk down the stairs to go eat breakfast, you looked at me and said "Mommy, I a princess!"
OMG, I almost died! Daddy heard it and yelled "Did she just say she's a princess?" We both could have just melted right there on the spot. You are the sweetest thing on this earth!!!! I had to take a picture to document the first time you said anything remotely about a princess or being a princess. I'm glad you felt so pretty that you would say such a thing (even after an entire night and morning of NO passy). I just love you so much and you are OUR princess! You totally made my day today!
Our routine was a little different this morning. Normally I get Trippy ready for school and daddy gets you ready for school. I usually lay out your clothes the night before, because sometimes daddy is a little challenged in the dressing Sophie department. If it were up to him, you'd wear all of one color - all red, all pink, all blue - just a monochrome look. LOL! Can't be too hard on him. I am just happy he tries (he even tries to put your hair in pony tails!) :-) Daddy was busy working this morning so I got both of you ready. I hadn't picked out your outfit the night before, so I did it while you were watching. I picked out a pair of jeans that Aunt TaTa gave your for Christmas (very, very hip jeans!) and a shirt that Aunt Julie gave you. I asked you if the outfit was ok and you said yes.
I proceeded to get you dressed. Even though the shirt is slightly too big, you wanted to keep it on. You helped me pick out an accessory for your hair and I put it in a half ponytail. We put your shoes and socks on (you like to help) and stood you up. We went into the bathroom to brush your teeth and you saw yourself in the mirror. I can only imagine this is how you knew what you looked like. I'm not sure what it is about the outfit that you particularly like, but you like it. Maybe the silver rhinestone type things on the belt of the shirt? Anyway, when we started to walk down the stairs to go eat breakfast, you looked at me and said "Mommy, I a princess!"
OMG, I almost died! Daddy heard it and yelled "Did she just say she's a princess?" We both could have just melted right there on the spot. You are the sweetest thing on this earth!!!! I had to take a picture to document the first time you said anything remotely about a princess or being a princess. I'm glad you felt so pretty that you would say such a thing (even after an entire night and morning of NO passy). I just love you so much and you are OUR princess! You totally made my day today!
Monday, January 5, 2009
No passy?
Is tonight the night? Are you going to give up your passy? Sophie, I am amazed! It's 10:49 p.m. and dare I say that you are going to make it through this entire night without a passy? The most amazing thing is that this is only the second night we have tried no passy.
The first night was a few months ago, we were just testing the waters. You did okay for about 10 minutes but then you clearly needed your passy. Or, truth be told, we needed you to have that passy so you'd stop crying! But tonight we actually gave it a shot. We were determined to see how long we could get you to go without your passy. We have been planning to take the passy away with the start of 2009 for a few months, but you were sick so we let you have it until today.
I should tell you that you don't have a passy at school and you have not for months. By months I mean like 8 or 9 months, at least! From the minute you walk in this door, though, you want it right away. You are usually really tired when we bring you home from school and that's why I think you whine and cry until you get it. Today was different. Today I picked you up at school and you were really happy. Not tired at all, just happy and silly. You didn't ask for your passy when we got in the car. You didn't ask for your passy when you walked in the door either. You were just to worried about me giving you a snack. When daddy got home from work around 6 pm he asked me if you had the passy yet. I said no and we decided then, no passy for the rest of the night.
You did fine. You requested your "purple passy" and cried a little right after your bath, but daddy was able to distract you somehow. Like usual, I put Tripp to bed because I'm still nursing him and daddy put you to bed. You asked daddy for the passy and he told you that you could sleep with your Care Bear and your kitty instead (both of which were given to you by your grandmas). When it was time to turn the light of you said you wanted your "passy passy." Daddy told you it was broken. He said you seemed fine with that and you said you "wanted to go" ... as in "go to bed." Sometimes you just point to your crib when you are ready to go to sleep, other times you say "I go night night" ... tonight you said "I want to go."
We've only heard one peep out of you so far. That peep came at the same time that Tripp's peep came, so we disbursed - I went to Tripp's room, Daddy went into your room. He said you were sitting up. You lost your kitty kat in your bed and you wanted it. Daddy helped you find it and you laid right back down and went to sleep. You are still sleeping. This is amazing! I hope it lasts. We are so proud of you right now. This is a big, big step for you. You LOVE your passy like no other and you really do not have any other lovies. That is why we feel so bad for taking it away. We love you baby cakes!
The first night was a few months ago, we were just testing the waters. You did okay for about 10 minutes but then you clearly needed your passy. Or, truth be told, we needed you to have that passy so you'd stop crying! But tonight we actually gave it a shot. We were determined to see how long we could get you to go without your passy. We have been planning to take the passy away with the start of 2009 for a few months, but you were sick so we let you have it until today.
I should tell you that you don't have a passy at school and you have not for months. By months I mean like 8 or 9 months, at least! From the minute you walk in this door, though, you want it right away. You are usually really tired when we bring you home from school and that's why I think you whine and cry until you get it. Today was different. Today I picked you up at school and you were really happy. Not tired at all, just happy and silly. You didn't ask for your passy when we got in the car. You didn't ask for your passy when you walked in the door either. You were just to worried about me giving you a snack. When daddy got home from work around 6 pm he asked me if you had the passy yet. I said no and we decided then, no passy for the rest of the night.
You did fine. You requested your "purple passy" and cried a little right after your bath, but daddy was able to distract you somehow. Like usual, I put Tripp to bed because I'm still nursing him and daddy put you to bed. You asked daddy for the passy and he told you that you could sleep with your Care Bear and your kitty instead (both of which were given to you by your grandmas). When it was time to turn the light of you said you wanted your "passy passy." Daddy told you it was broken. He said you seemed fine with that and you said you "wanted to go" ... as in "go to bed." Sometimes you just point to your crib when you are ready to go to sleep, other times you say "I go night night" ... tonight you said "I want to go."
We've only heard one peep out of you so far. That peep came at the same time that Tripp's peep came, so we disbursed - I went to Tripp's room, Daddy went into your room. He said you were sitting up. You lost your kitty kat in your bed and you wanted it. Daddy helped you find it and you laid right back down and went to sleep. You are still sleeping. This is amazing! I hope it lasts. We are so proud of you right now. This is a big, big step for you. You LOVE your passy like no other and you really do not have any other lovies. That is why we feel so bad for taking it away. We love you baby cakes!
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