After a particularly hard conversation about our expectations of Miss S versus how she behaves sometimes (particularly today), at bedtime she told me this.
"Your heart is mine and my heart is yours, Mommy." "I love you Mommy, understand?"
"Yes baby, you're right. I do understand," I replied.
That girl...
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Saturday, January 14, 2012
Friday, January 13, 2012
Samuel, oh Samuel!
As I discussed pre-Christmas, Mr. Samuel James Johnson has discovered how to manipulate the 'small chairs' as we call them all over the house. A few of weeks ago this meant that we needed to put drawer latches on all the kitchen drawers. He was dragging his chair all over the kitchen to carefully remove utensils and silverware out to the counter. Most of the time he'd put it all back, but occasionally he liked to throw these items on the floor and make a big mess. Uncool Sam.
Fast forward to this week, where he has managed not only to move the small chairs to the couch, but also boxes, pillows, toys, anything he can drag. All these items are then used as climbing stands to accomplish his main goal: getting on the couch by himself. Once there, he proceeds to engage in lively conversation and 'stumping' speeches, while marching from one end of the couch to the other over and over again. He'll carefully dismount, come to one of us for a supportive hug, then return to his speech platform to continue the lecture. We have no idea what he is talking about, but he sure is passionate about something! I wish we could understand his baby babble. I think he's talking about how much he loves his Mommy, but that's just one idea. He could be talking about the dog, or his favorite type of sausage, or his dreams of sailing the world. I'm sure we'll figure it out eventually. Samuel's not quiet about his wants or needs. ;)
As I watched him today complete one of his speeches, he misfired on his dismount and landed on the floor, flat on his belly & all fours extended. He looked up at me perplexed, "uh oh," he said. I agreed, and helped him up with a motherly, "you have to be more careful, Samuel." I'm sure he got my drift.
He had a doctor's appointment yesterday, and he's right on track developmentally. Physically, he's a bit on the small side. We're going to work on fattening him up a bit with more yogurt & cheese. I think it's hilarious that I have the polar opposites in the weight department. Miss thing has always rocked out the 90% end of things. Sam hovers around the fifth-tenth percentile. Those kids!
A recent view of Samuel in action, Snow White "action figure" grasped in one hand, cracker in the other.
Fast forward to this week, where he has managed not only to move the small chairs to the couch, but also boxes, pillows, toys, anything he can drag. All these items are then used as climbing stands to accomplish his main goal: getting on the couch by himself. Once there, he proceeds to engage in lively conversation and 'stumping' speeches, while marching from one end of the couch to the other over and over again. He'll carefully dismount, come to one of us for a supportive hug, then return to his speech platform to continue the lecture. We have no idea what he is talking about, but he sure is passionate about something! I wish we could understand his baby babble. I think he's talking about how much he loves his Mommy, but that's just one idea. He could be talking about the dog, or his favorite type of sausage, or his dreams of sailing the world. I'm sure we'll figure it out eventually. Samuel's not quiet about his wants or needs. ;)
As I watched him today complete one of his speeches, he misfired on his dismount and landed on the floor, flat on his belly & all fours extended. He looked up at me perplexed, "uh oh," he said. I agreed, and helped him up with a motherly, "you have to be more careful, Samuel." I'm sure he got my drift.
He had a doctor's appointment yesterday, and he's right on track developmentally. Physically, he's a bit on the small side. We're going to work on fattening him up a bit with more yogurt & cheese. I think it's hilarious that I have the polar opposites in the weight department. Miss thing has always rocked out the 90% end of things. Sam hovers around the fifth-tenth percentile. Those kids!
A recent view of Samuel in action, Snow White "action figure" grasped in one hand, cracker in the other.
Sabrina and Mommy's Date Night Out
Philip has taken Sabrina to 2 movies. Me? Zero. How does this happen?
Monday night I decided it was my turn, and Philip encouraged us to do a whole night: dinner & a movie. Sabrina & I decided to dress up, just like Annie does when she goes to the movies, in nice dresses and with our hair done. It was fun getting ready, and then we headed out. I asked her if she wanted Serrano's or Texas Roadhouse (both had before 6pm deals going on). She replied Texas Roadhouse, not knowing anything about either, but happy to be the decider.
We ate well with shelling peanuts, and enjoying the sweet cinnamon buttered rolls. Then she had a mini-burger with veggies, and I had a little sirloin with mashed potatoes. We split the salad. It was so nice to give her 100% of my attention, and she was a delightful dinner companion. We discussed her favorite songs, and Muppets. When dinner was over, Sabrina asked why we ate so quick! The funny thing was that dinner was not quick, just normal. I guess that means time flew for her too.
We went next to Tinseltown theater to see the new Muppets movie. Sabrina & I have the same favorites: Miss Piggy & Kermit. We also really liked the new character, Walter. Walter whistles fabulously in the movie, which Sabrina thought for a moment was really bad singing. She cracked up at this part telling me, "He's really bad!" :) It was cute. Later I demonstrated some REALLY bad whistling, and she told me, "That's ok Mommy, I get it now, you can stop." Hey, Annie's Tomorrow is really hard to whistle! (For me.) We got the works - popcorn, Sprite, and a coke for me, and had a great time hanging out, laughing, and chair dancing through the funny movie. Sometimes she sat on my laugh & cuddled with me. She finished off the popcorn, and then apologized saying, "I'm really sorry I ate the last popcorn without sharing with you Mommy." She thought there was more in there. I told her it was ok, I was full. We left singing the last songs of the movie together, hit the ladies room, and didn't stop singing the whole time. On the way home we sang and rocked out to "Bad to the Bone" on the radio. Bbbbbbbbad! BBBBBBbad! Bad to the Bone! She told me two things as we sang and drove, "Get it moving, Mommy!" Later, it was "Keep it moving, Mommy. Keep it moving." I thought both coined phrases were very cool & totally Sabrina. I think I'll copy my girl, and introduce the phrases around the office. They'll fit in just fine.
Last night, while shopping for baby Mae, Sabrina picked out the cutest pink little Laura Ashley sandals. They were even on sale! Whoop for Sabrina's early shopping skills developing. Goodness knows I have zero skills (or desire) in that department! ;) Stephanie said she really liked the shoes, so I think we succeeded! And yes, Steph, I am in total stealthy spy mode filling your house with pink girly accessories... Ha! (Just accents, my dear.)
Monday night I decided it was my turn, and Philip encouraged us to do a whole night: dinner & a movie. Sabrina & I decided to dress up, just like Annie does when she goes to the movies, in nice dresses and with our hair done. It was fun getting ready, and then we headed out. I asked her if she wanted Serrano's or Texas Roadhouse (both had before 6pm deals going on). She replied Texas Roadhouse, not knowing anything about either, but happy to be the decider.
We ate well with shelling peanuts, and enjoying the sweet cinnamon buttered rolls. Then she had a mini-burger with veggies, and I had a little sirloin with mashed potatoes. We split the salad. It was so nice to give her 100% of my attention, and she was a delightful dinner companion. We discussed her favorite songs, and Muppets. When dinner was over, Sabrina asked why we ate so quick! The funny thing was that dinner was not quick, just normal. I guess that means time flew for her too.
We went next to Tinseltown theater to see the new Muppets movie. Sabrina & I have the same favorites: Miss Piggy & Kermit. We also really liked the new character, Walter. Walter whistles fabulously in the movie, which Sabrina thought for a moment was really bad singing. She cracked up at this part telling me, "He's really bad!" :) It was cute. Later I demonstrated some REALLY bad whistling, and she told me, "That's ok Mommy, I get it now, you can stop." Hey, Annie's Tomorrow is really hard to whistle! (For me.) We got the works - popcorn, Sprite, and a coke for me, and had a great time hanging out, laughing, and chair dancing through the funny movie. Sometimes she sat on my laugh & cuddled with me. She finished off the popcorn, and then apologized saying, "I'm really sorry I ate the last popcorn without sharing with you Mommy." She thought there was more in there. I told her it was ok, I was full. We left singing the last songs of the movie together, hit the ladies room, and didn't stop singing the whole time. On the way home we sang and rocked out to "Bad to the Bone" on the radio. Bbbbbbbbad! BBBBBBbad! Bad to the Bone! She told me two things as we sang and drove, "Get it moving, Mommy!" Later, it was "Keep it moving, Mommy. Keep it moving." I thought both coined phrases were very cool & totally Sabrina. I think I'll copy my girl, and introduce the phrases around the office. They'll fit in just fine.
Last night, while shopping for baby Mae, Sabrina picked out the cutest pink little Laura Ashley sandals. They were even on sale! Whoop for Sabrina's early shopping skills developing. Goodness knows I have zero skills (or desire) in that department! ;) Stephanie said she really liked the shoes, so I think we succeeded! And yes, Steph, I am in total stealthy spy mode filling your house with pink girly accessories... Ha! (Just accents, my dear.)
Saturday, October 22, 2011
Our littlest of friends...
Sabrina decided Wednesday night, at 5:50, to take matters into her own hands. She had been somewhat anxiously awaiting the arrival of Sally & Robert to join us for dinner. By 5:50 though, she had had it. She was not waiting any longer, and told me, "Mom, I just need to go get them, they are taking wayyyy too long!" She then turned, as she planned to head right out that door...
I stopped her, "Honey, they aren't even supposed to be here yet. They aren't due for 10 minutes."
'What???' Being a 3 year old has its disadvantages, the inability to read clocks is way high on that list.
Finally, Robert & Sally came over and she was so excited. Despite only meeting him a few times before, Samuel went right up to Robert to greet him when he squatted down. Later, Sabrina gave Robert a dot picture she had made off the fridge. Suffice it to say that I think he is welcome in our house from the kids' perspective.
Hard lesson learned by the Johnson parents this week: do not pretend to run into things to make your kids laugh.
Ok, does that sound ridiculous? As if anyone would ever do that? Well, the back story is that Samuel thinks it is pretty darn funny whenever one of us big folks gets hurt. Pull your hair to elicit a howl? Oh my gosh, gut busting laughter. See you trip, stub your toe, bang your head? Wow, that's the silliest hilarity ever!!! Us, being the loving parents we are, decided that the only way to keep our kids laughing was to imitate injuring ourselves by faking these things regularly, usually accompanied with slapping our hand on a wall to make the loud 'bang' noise. Just call us the 2 stooges, well 3 when Sabrina gets in on the act too... Fast forward to this week. The usual - Daddy is "running" into the wall with his head and making the predictable noisy bang sounds with his hand. Sabrina joins in, doing a few performances herself. So what does Samuel decide? Well, time to try it himself! Samuel gets on the floor, and proceeds to walk directly into the wall, legitimately banging his head on the wall. Our 1 year old busts a gut laughing at himself hurting his head! The burbling bubble from his tummy kind of laughter, for probably 2 minutes. Wait a MINUTE, buster! The idea is to PRETEND to hurt yourself, not deliberately injure your head. AHHH! Somehow we have taught our baby to run into walls. With his head. Nice. Parenting FAIL.... now we just have to wait for him to forget how hilarious it is. Luckily it doesn't seem to have caused any permanent damage. Yet.
Sabrina has figured out real cooks wear aprons. For every meal prep. Therefore, she has taken to wearing her apron, thank you Aunt Hanna, for every tea party, picnic, and kitchen activity in the upstairs playroom. It's totally adorable. Wait! I have to get dressed before I can make you strawberry soup Mommy, or your blueberry soup Daddy... And then, while adorably reappearing in her pink & white gingham strawberry apron, she cooks magical meals for us. It is so fun. :)
And the quote of the week from Sabrina... Drinks a long gulp of milk, "That's just the way I like it, sweet, and cold, and white. MMMmmm!"
They came into the kitchen last night together, after dinner...I followed them back into the living room on their journey. Samuel is holding on tight, but seemed happy about the choo choo ride. Those 2!
I stopped her, "Honey, they aren't even supposed to be here yet. They aren't due for 10 minutes."
'What???' Being a 3 year old has its disadvantages, the inability to read clocks is way high on that list.
Finally, Robert & Sally came over and she was so excited. Despite only meeting him a few times before, Samuel went right up to Robert to greet him when he squatted down. Later, Sabrina gave Robert a dot picture she had made off the fridge. Suffice it to say that I think he is welcome in our house from the kids' perspective.
Hard lesson learned by the Johnson parents this week: do not pretend to run into things to make your kids laugh.
Ok, does that sound ridiculous? As if anyone would ever do that? Well, the back story is that Samuel thinks it is pretty darn funny whenever one of us big folks gets hurt. Pull your hair to elicit a howl? Oh my gosh, gut busting laughter. See you trip, stub your toe, bang your head? Wow, that's the silliest hilarity ever!!! Us, being the loving parents we are, decided that the only way to keep our kids laughing was to imitate injuring ourselves by faking these things regularly, usually accompanied with slapping our hand on a wall to make the loud 'bang' noise. Just call us the 2 stooges, well 3 when Sabrina gets in on the act too... Fast forward to this week. The usual - Daddy is "running" into the wall with his head and making the predictable noisy bang sounds with his hand. Sabrina joins in, doing a few performances herself. So what does Samuel decide? Well, time to try it himself! Samuel gets on the floor, and proceeds to walk directly into the wall, legitimately banging his head on the wall. Our 1 year old busts a gut laughing at himself hurting his head! The burbling bubble from his tummy kind of laughter, for probably 2 minutes. Wait a MINUTE, buster! The idea is to PRETEND to hurt yourself, not deliberately injure your head. AHHH! Somehow we have taught our baby to run into walls. With his head. Nice. Parenting FAIL.... now we just have to wait for him to forget how hilarious it is. Luckily it doesn't seem to have caused any permanent damage. Yet.
Sabrina has figured out real cooks wear aprons. For every meal prep. Therefore, she has taken to wearing her apron, thank you Aunt Hanna, for every tea party, picnic, and kitchen activity in the upstairs playroom. It's totally adorable. Wait! I have to get dressed before I can make you strawberry soup Mommy, or your blueberry soup Daddy... And then, while adorably reappearing in her pink & white gingham strawberry apron, she cooks magical meals for us. It is so fun. :)
And the quote of the week from Sabrina... Drinks a long gulp of milk, "That's just the way I like it, sweet, and cold, and white. MMMmmm!"
They came into the kitchen last night together, after dinner...I followed them back into the living room on their journey. Samuel is holding on tight, but seemed happy about the choo choo ride. Those 2!
Thursday, October 13, 2011
School at Miss Bethany's
I asked Sabrina on the drive in what her favorite part of school was.
Without hesitation, she said, "When Lilly gets there, and then we play together. Lilly is my favorite part of school."
Last night at dinner, we were talking about a liiiitttle misbehaving she did at the grocery store with Daddy that morning. How she enjoyed running away, then teasing him. I told her that I let Daddy know that when she does that at the store with me, she has to come and hold my hand like a baby. She calmly replied, "Well, if he tries to hold my hand, I'll just break away and run because I'm strong and I can get away. I'm stronger than you!"
Oh jeez... somehow my parenting solution got derailed. I'm now picturing trying to hold the hand of a screaming, squirming 3 yo in a grocery store. Not a pretty picture. Nice one, Sabrina...! One more point for you. :(
We'll keep "working on that one". Another thing she likes to tell people when we are still trying out a new manner, or way to say something politely. "We're still working on that, right Mommy?" "Yes, Sabrina." :)
Without hesitation, she said, "When Lilly gets there, and then we play together. Lilly is my favorite part of school."
Last night at dinner, we were talking about a liiiitttle misbehaving she did at the grocery store with Daddy that morning. How she enjoyed running away, then teasing him. I told her that I let Daddy know that when she does that at the store with me, she has to come and hold my hand like a baby. She calmly replied, "Well, if he tries to hold my hand, I'll just break away and run because I'm strong and I can get away. I'm stronger than you!"
Oh jeez... somehow my parenting solution got derailed. I'm now picturing trying to hold the hand of a screaming, squirming 3 yo in a grocery store. Not a pretty picture. Nice one, Sabrina...! One more point for you. :(
We'll keep "working on that one". Another thing she likes to tell people when we are still trying out a new manner, or way to say something politely. "We're still working on that, right Mommy?" "Yes, Sabrina." :)
Thursday, October 6, 2011
Sabrina morning talk..
Sabrina & I got to talking about her future because she started out asking if I missed her Grandma & Papa. "Because they're your mommy and daddy." I answered her, and she said that when she was grown up she would have her own mommy and daddy....? Hmm, I replied, "Well I've had the same parents my whole life. You know, your Dad and I will be your mom & dad your whole life too." Which brought us to...
Sabrina:
"Someday I'm going to get married."
Me:
"Are you going to have kids."
"Yes, 1,2,3. 3 kids."
"What will their names be?"
"Arizona, Philip and Sarah"
Later amended to...
"Arizona, Philip, and Morgan." "Morgan's my friend"
Boys or girls or both?
1 big girl, 1 big boy, then 1 little girl.
Ahhh...
What kind of house will you live in?
Green.
Later amended to
Blue.
What will you do for work? You can be a doctor, a scientist, a nurse, a police woman, a fire woman, anything you want!
I'll be a doctor, because I've ALWAYS wanted to be a doctor. (Emphasis here on always, despite the fact that we know she's only 3.)
Will you take care of grownups or kids?
Grownups.
Will you be a doctor who helps you when you are sick or a doctor you visit to have surgery, when they cut you and stitch you up?
Both.
What if you could only be one type?
Both.
OK. :) Where will you go to vacation? The beach or the mountains.
Oh the beach, we will have a blue house on the beach. Maybe I'll have six kids....
How will you pay for six kids?
I'll be a doctor. (She shrugged here)
Ok, bun, good talk. We've got to let Stella outside now, it's been a while she's been making noise.
OK, Mommy! (Smile, kiss, hug.)
Ahhhh... I'm so glad Philip worked last night so SBJ and I could have this talk today. Love spontaneous talks with my grown up gal.
Meanwhile, Samuel slept in until 8. 8! Seriously... maybe he's growing!??
Sabrina:
"Someday I'm going to get married."
Me:
"Are you going to have kids."
"Yes, 1,2,3. 3 kids."
"What will their names be?"
"Arizona, Philip and Sarah"
Later amended to...
"Arizona, Philip, and Morgan." "Morgan's my friend"
Boys or girls or both?
1 big girl, 1 big boy, then 1 little girl.
Ahhh...
What kind of house will you live in?
Green.
Later amended to
Blue.
What will you do for work? You can be a doctor, a scientist, a nurse, a police woman, a fire woman, anything you want!
I'll be a doctor, because I've ALWAYS wanted to be a doctor. (Emphasis here on always, despite the fact that we know she's only 3.)
Will you take care of grownups or kids?
Grownups.
Will you be a doctor who helps you when you are sick or a doctor you visit to have surgery, when they cut you and stitch you up?
Both.
What if you could only be one type?
Both.
OK. :) Where will you go to vacation? The beach or the mountains.
Oh the beach, we will have a blue house on the beach. Maybe I'll have six kids....
How will you pay for six kids?
I'll be a doctor. (She shrugged here)
Ok, bun, good talk. We've got to let Stella outside now, it's been a while she's been making noise.
OK, Mommy! (Smile, kiss, hug.)
Ahhhh... I'm so glad Philip worked last night so SBJ and I could have this talk today. Love spontaneous talks with my grown up gal.
Meanwhile, Samuel slept in until 8. 8! Seriously... maybe he's growing!??
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