Driving me crazy

I am not sure what we were doing but a few days ago I said "Sawyer, you are driving me crazy!" and he replied "No mom, I am driving you to the beach!" ha ha ha. It's so funny how literal their world is. We forget sometimes. What a special time this is with him. I am so lucky to be his mom.

Tin Tin and board games!

Sawyer and his Papa have been bonding over Tin Tin this past couple of weeks. It is really sweet to see them read together. Sawyer is so attentive, and listens so carefully. He LOVES these stories. He even asks for Papa to put him to bed the last couple of weeks so that he can pick Tin Tin as a bedtime story. New for Sawyer since Christmas, is the playing of board games. YAY, finally! I have been waiting for a board game buddy. We have been playing Traintastic Cargo, Memory, Leapfrog Bingo and the Little Orchard. I am so excited for this stage.

What a fun month!

Reese has exploded this month! She learned to walk early in the month, and is usually in hot pursuit of her brother. It's not quite a run, but she is fast! There is no wobbly, hesitation in her steps. She also discovered that she can do more than just smile with that face of hers. She started pouting and furrowing her eyebrows this month, as well as a few other faces. It is so darn cute! It's incredibly hard not to laugh as she huffs and puffs. Today I asked her to sign please if she wanted Sawyer to give her what was in his hands and she refused and started crying. Finally she walked away. Then about 5 minutes later she walked back up to him and signed please. She realized we weren't going to give in. :) She loves walking with clothes or blankets in her hands. She often layers them over her neck, or just holds them in front of her when she walks. Totally not safe for a beginning walker or anyone for that matter. She looks especially cute when she does this with Sawyer's stethoscope. Somehow she has learned to somersault or almost anyway. I am not sure how that happened but she is pretty proud of herself when she does it. She has started dancing to music, and loves the vacuum and how it blows her hair up. She is also becoming great and sliding down the stairs on her belly. The funny part (which I am thankful for) is that she turns around and lies down on her belly a good 2-3 feet away from the top of the stairs. So she starts scooting but usually goes sideways, and so runs into the wall or railing. Once she makes it to the stairs she basically slides down versus crawling to each step, so I have to be READY, she goes quick! All in all I feel like she has exploded with personality and a new feisty attitude that we hadn't seen from her before this! I love this little girl!

Learning to walk! And a trip to the ER!

So she started out the week before Thanksgiving with a few tentative steps. Fortunately, myself, Hani, Michelle, and Paul were all sitting in the living room and witnessed it. So exciting. Then the beginning of December she woke up from nap one afternoon and just started walking. Almost all of the time. She only gets 5-6 steps then falls, but she does it over and over again. Her favorite is to crawl to the bottom of the stairs, sit on the bottom step, push herself off and then walk 5-6 steps to me. She then falls crawls back to the step and does it again, at least 10 more times. She is so proud of herself! Unfortunately just one short week after her confidence has increased, she took a fall right into the corner of the wooden cube we have in the living room. It made about a 1/2" gash over the corner of her left eye. Right at her eyebrow line. She cried about 30 seconds but was soon distracted by her brother and seemed fine, except every time I put ice on it. It was obviously swelling up and I was getting nervous that even though it was little it was kind of deep. It was so tiny, but I was worried it might leave a scar if I didn't take her to get a stitch. Ugh, I really didn't want to go to the ER, but it was on her face. So off we went to the ER. Luckily it only took 2 hours and they were able to just glue it shut and put a few steri strips. What's worse than watching your child bleed? Watching your someone hold your child's arms above their head while they are being held down and getting their cut glued shut. So glad it wasn't stitches. That would have been so much worse.

Nemo

Over the summer Sawyer was rewarded for peeing in the potty by getting a 10 or 15 minute youtube video. After getting sick of those videos I offered to let him watch a little bit of Finding Nemo. I fast forwarded past the part where the mom and most of the eggs get eaten, but then let him watch the next 20 minutes. In my mind he would watch 20 minutes and the next day he would watch the next 20 minutes, eventually watching the whole movie. Instead he kept asking to watch the same 20 minutes over and over again. He was especially fixated on the part where Nemo is captured by the scuba diver and then drops his mask in the ocean. And he has never watched any of the movie past the shark scene. So this last week we were at Disney World with the Garlands. One day at the Animal Kingdom we watched a 30 minute musical stage play of Finding Nemo. Of course it is the first time he actually watches the whole play (of course this being an abbreviated version). He seemed to really enjoy it and sat intently watching, leaning on his buddy Liam's knee during the performance. The funny part is that yesterday, he told someone that he saw the play, but in the play Marlin gets Nemo back, which he said is different than the movie, because Marlin doesn't get Nemo back. :)

And so it begins...

"Mom, why do I have a pee pee and a bum and Nala just has a bum?" This was said as he is washing his hands after peeing and Nala is just getting on the potty. I am not ready for these talks yet, but I guess I better prepare myself!

cake smash? not quite

I took Reese today to do a little photo shoot with her eating her first birthday cake. I set the cake in front of her and she daintily used her index finger and touched the blue frosting, and then tasted it. She did it 4 or 5 times over a couple of minutes, and finally I took her hand and tried to make her grab the cake. She spent the next few minutes trying to wipe it off her hand, and then decided she was bored with this whole idea and crawled around the side of the cake. It felt like she was telling me that she was too proper or too grown up for all of this nonsense. Once again, my children never want to do anything I want them too.