Saturday, October 15, 2005
Monday, October 10, 2005
The One Year Report
(From my journal to Jacob)
Time really flies. Today we went to Target and you were doing your laughing and smiling at everyone. You are so charming. You bring your dirty diapers to the Diaper Genie. You turn off the bathroom light (when I hold you up). You like to take your shoes and socks off and try to put them back on. You understand things like, "Go get your bottle." You like your bear blanket and reach for it when you go to sleep. You're having fun working on "Daddy." You say the "d" sound really hard. You take our socks off. You brought wipes to us for a while whenever you had a poopy diaper. We went to a Chinese buffet and you flirted so much with a waitress that she kissed you goodbye. You carry the heaviest stuff you can find. At your birthday party, Theo and Rosie gave you a push popper toy, and you just carried it around everywhere. In the morning, you like to go find Daddy and wake him up. You like to give hugs and cuddle. Your dad likes when he picks you up and you put your arm around him and pat his shoulder. You love to laugh. You are almost running. You are so wonderful.
Time really flies. Today we went to Target and you were doing your laughing and smiling at everyone. You are so charming. You bring your dirty diapers to the Diaper Genie. You turn off the bathroom light (when I hold you up). You like to take your shoes and socks off and try to put them back on. You understand things like, "Go get your bottle." You like your bear blanket and reach for it when you go to sleep. You're having fun working on "Daddy." You say the "d" sound really hard. You take our socks off. You brought wipes to us for a while whenever you had a poopy diaper. We went to a Chinese buffet and you flirted so much with a waitress that she kissed you goodbye. You carry the heaviest stuff you can find. At your birthday party, Theo and Rosie gave you a push popper toy, and you just carried it around everywhere. In the morning, you like to go find Daddy and wake him up. You like to give hugs and cuddle. Your dad likes when he picks you up and you put your arm around him and pat his shoulder. You love to laugh. You are almost running. You are so wonderful.
Thursday, September 22, 2005
Jacob Turns One
(From my journal to Jacob)I can't believe you're one year old! You're so big! On Tuesday, I had to work, but everyone on your dad's side came over to celebrate. You had a cupcake. :) Saturday's the big party.
You're walking everywhere and you barely ever crawl anymore. You're so busy and so happy. You're so excited.
Your upper left side tooth (not the middle, but next to it) just came in.
Wednesday, September 14, 2005
A Trip to Minnesota
(From my journal to Jacob)
Yesterday you whistled twice! You don't know how you do it, but you're aware of it.
You're taking lots of steps, but you're still cautious.
You're drinking milk except for one breast feeding in the morning. You're talking like crazy. You're so sweet!
We went to MN on the 31st to your Great Aunt Karen's lake house. With the travel and people wanting to spend time with you, your schedule was really thrown off. You stopped napping well, you barely ate, and you became really clingy with me. You're just starting to get back on track. We're not there yet, though.
Tonight you get your third haircut. Woo hoo! I love you.
Yesterday you whistled twice! You don't know how you do it, but you're aware of it.
You're taking lots of steps, but you're still cautious.
You're drinking milk except for one breast feeding in the morning. You're talking like crazy. You're so sweet!
We went to MN on the 31st to your Great Aunt Karen's lake house. With the travel and people wanting to spend time with you, your schedule was really thrown off. You stopped napping well, you barely ate, and you became really clingy with me. You're just starting to get back on track. We're not there yet, though.
Tonight you get your third haircut. Woo hoo! I love you.
Saturday, August 27, 2005
Friday, August 26, 2005
Sheets and Fun Stuff
(From my journal to Jacob)
You're getting braver with your steps. You've actually taken a couple of steps and looked like you knew you were doing it. You're cruising everywhere. You'll walk just holding my hand with one hand.
Today I was folding sheets and I had one spread out on the floor and was getting ready to start folding. You got really excited and crawled onto it. You just kept crawling back and forth on it. I put the top sheet beside it and you played with it. I folded up the bottom sheet while you were playing with the top sheet, and you got really upset. It was funny.
You love the animals on Baby MacDonald. You like to clap with Wheel of Fortune and you really like the Final Jeopardy music.
You give big open-mouthed kisses sometimes. I'm not sure if they're kisses, actually, because a lot of times you say, "Ahhhh" as you do it.
If your dad or I lie on the floor on our backs and a little tummy shows, you push the shirt up farther and rest your head on it. It's sweet, but I wonder where you got that.
Cheerios are still a staple of every meal. You like to feed them to us. They apparently go with everything.
We went to see the Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants yesterday (just the two of us). We made it through an hour and a half before you got bored and wanted to crawl around. Not bad! (It's two hours long.)
You're getting braver with your steps. You've actually taken a couple of steps and looked like you knew you were doing it. You're cruising everywhere. You'll walk just holding my hand with one hand.
Today I was folding sheets and I had one spread out on the floor and was getting ready to start folding. You got really excited and crawled onto it. You just kept crawling back and forth on it. I put the top sheet beside it and you played with it. I folded up the bottom sheet while you were playing with the top sheet, and you got really upset. It was funny.
You love the animals on Baby MacDonald. You like to clap with Wheel of Fortune and you really like the Final Jeopardy music.
You give big open-mouthed kisses sometimes. I'm not sure if they're kisses, actually, because a lot of times you say, "Ahhhh" as you do it.
If your dad or I lie on the floor on our backs and a little tummy shows, you push the shirt up farther and rest your head on it. It's sweet, but I wonder where you got that.
Cheerios are still a staple of every meal. You like to feed them to us. They apparently go with everything.
We went to see the Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants yesterday (just the two of us). We made it through an hour and a half before you got bored and wanted to crawl around. Not bad! (It's two hours long.)
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