Teeth

Someone has been teething like crazy the last 3 weeks (hint: it's not tim, van or myself). Adam went for the gusto and is getting all 4 front upper teeth at the same time, right on top of getting his bottom 2. He's tough. No messing around.


Now, can someone please tell me why the boy doesn't like to eat anything more substantial than jarred pureed pears and apples?

You've got the chompers, use them little man!

Oh, and other than becoming a bit more reserved lately (it's the age), throughout all the teething, he's been his happy, normal self. There are times I stop and am amazed at what a ridiculously easy baby he is (with most things - sleep, not so much). I am a very lucky mama!

Movement

Today, Adam pulled himself forward! It was so funny. Accompanied by many, many moans and groans (sounded like he was trying to bench press 100 lbs.), he literally pulled his body forward a few feet. He was tummy down, using all arm muscle. Van never army crawled, but I'm assuming that's what has begun.

I wouldn't have thought it possible so soon, but this momentus event has overshadowed the fact that he pushed himself up into sitting yesterday. I was so impressed and excited, who knew I'd be blown away yet again today! It's wonderful to see every change and milestone in his life. He's so small, crawling means the world to him right now. Isn't it amazing?!

I know it's his milestone, but part of me feels such joy and accomplishment simply being right there along side him. I'm so proud and bursting with love.

Buddies

Just this week, Van started to truly play and interact with Adam. I'm in love.

Prior to this week, Van would acknowledge Adam, maybe play up sitting next to him or mimic him, especially if we were watching and giving attention to them because of it. But most interaction instigated entirely by Van was to observe and test the 'baby' out. (Van has also started calling Adam by his name vs. 'baby', although we're still at about a 50-50 split)

He's been sharing toys, trading toys (a new favorite trick to get the toy Adam has while looking like the good guy. Ok for now, as Adam doesn't know what's really going on, but we'll see how long that one lasts), hugging (A LOT), rolling on, talking to, and watching. A lot of watching.

And Adam does it right back. I think Van is his favorite form of entertainment and he could watch Van's antics all day long. Van spinning, gets a long look. Van throwing himself on the floor, gets a laugh. Van giggling, gets return giggles. And on and on.

This is why we had two. I'm in love. Please, please make me worthy of these two adorable, wonderful, heart-stopping baby boys.

Rowr!

I'm going to eat your ear, little one. Rowr! Rowr!

Don't worry, both ears survived the attack. Barely.

2.5 aint lookin' so good

This morning was awful. Awful, awful, awful.

Van woke up crying, calmed down, threw a fit before we even got to the stairs, pulled out of it, broke into another one downstairs after breakfast which lasted 20+ minutes, calmed down again, started another promptly thereafter... and on and on. Never for any good reason. Was just in a terrible mood and couldn't seem to control himself. I think we maybe had 10 minutes of NOT crying/screaming between 7am and 10:30am.

It felt like a battle, all morning long. My patience usually runs thin by about the 4th tantrum. By then, I'm struggling with myself as well as Van and how to best help him.

One second he's fine, the next he's on the floor screaming, pulling his hair, bucking. It's insane. I decided to go to our 'preschool readiness' class, despite his awesome attitude. And guess what, he was his usual happy, easy-going self, from the second we left the house. Lesson learned. Just. Make. It. Out. Of. The. House. And I'll survive. Amen.

If there's much more of this in-store for me as we turn 2.5, I'm in trouble.

Right now

My arms are sore, as I went rock climbing for the first time in over 5 years this morning.

Tim and Van are at the park. Van rode his balance bike there. He LOVES his bike (and wearing a helmet. His blue helmet, naturally).

Adam is taking a 3+ hour afternoon nap. He's such a good sleeper. Makes me feel guilty when I interrupt his sleep, or he doesn't even get to sleep, due to our on-the-go plans sometimes.

The house is quiet.

I'm feeling blessed to have a husband that's loving, smart, fun, active, an excellent dad and a good provider. Our life is rich right now. Tim is constantly telling me to 'look at Van/Adam', amazed by something they're doing and wanting to share it with me. He adores those boys.

Can't wait to get our Wild Ginger take-out for dinner! Soooo good, and no cooking for me. Yay!

I'm slightly bummed we can't go to a bonfire we had planned with friends, since it's going to rain (again!). Hopefully, it will work out for next month.

I'm excited when I think of the summer, I have such plans. Hiking, biking, soccer for Van, parks, beach... I want to be outdoors. I want the boys to be outdoors.

Mother's Day is tomorrow.

Adam just woke up... I'm feeling blessed.

Likeness

This picture reminds me of Pooh Bear and Christopher Robin.

It's the boots.