Saturday, May 26, 2012

Formal portraits

I had professional portraits taken of Evie at 3 months, 6 months, 9 months and 1 year.
It was expensive. And, frankly, I typically preferred some of the ones I took with the moments I captured.

With Max I skipped the quarterly portraits and opted for just his 1 year pics. I also decided I would recreate the one photo of Evie diving into her very first birthday cake (although, technically,  Max did enjoy his first birthday cupcake at his 1st birthday party).

I promised I would only purchase 1 portrait... but left with over $100 worth of portraits. *surprise!*
Here's some highlighted results:






Saturday, May 19, 2012

Louie

The day I met him in person
Our newest family member - a fur baby.
Rescued from BARK, Louie is about 6 months old (they tell us his birthday is November 12, 2011 (11/12/11 - the same date as Rob's 40th Surprise Birthday Party (!) but who knows, really...)

Louie had 2 brothers, Jerry and Ben, whom were also adopted out around the same time. We actually took Louie home the same day Jerry went home (renamed: Carmello... poor thing). His brothers were both fuzzier and black with carmel markings similar to a Doberman. They tell us Louie is a shepherd/retriever mix... his brothers looked more shepherd and Louie looks more retriever.

Adoption day
Louie is around 22lbs now but expected to peak at 40lbs (again, we'll see!).
Evie is warming up to him and gaining confidence in bossing him around. Max simply adored him and can be found climbing him, exchanging chew toys with him or holding on to his excess skin on his rump... and using him as a self-propelled walker (Max giggles uproariously at this and Louie doesn't seem to mind at all).


Teaching Evie to be confident - Louie's first day home
We took Louie with us to my parent's house in North Caroliona (4hr trip) for Memorial Day Weekend... just one weekend after acquiring Louie. The trip went well. Louie did have 2 "accidents" in the house and suffered a bit of some bowel upset... but after a vet check-up when we got back and a few meals of rice/beef... good as new.






Dog's Life




Evie's First "Hate" Mail

Today Evie got uncontrollably angry and upset after her dad and I laughed at her. Let me back up, she was being silly and we teased her... and she didn't understand we were teasing her. We thought she was fighting back a laugh while faking a frown. We egged her on to produce tears... She spun around and had welled up eyes. Her dad and I both coo'd telling her we were only kidding her and she stormed off to her bedroom. 
Welcoming the silence, Rob and I continued to sit in the front room after she wouldn't return (we called a few times but gave up figuring she'd get into an activity and forget).

A few minutes later she returned and dropped this not on my lap before retreating to her bedroom once again.

It didn't produce the effect she was after - Rob and I both giggled.

I asked Evie to explain. She told me she crossed our her heart and frowned cause I mad her sad.
We hugged and moved on... but not without me squirreling this little gem away for future arsenal.

Saturday, May 12, 2012

Max's First Birthday (Party)













Saturday, May 12. From 3-6PM.
Invitation was as follows:

Pizza, beer, cokes and juice boxes.
Smashcake for Max and cupcakes for all!

Bring your kids, bring your spirit, bring no gifts.
Informal backyard get-together to celebrate Max's survival of year one.... so many more to go.

***kid activity warning!
I have some flower pot/dirt/painting activity for the kids so be prepared for a potential mess (I have gardening gloves, hand shovels and washable paints to help minimize the impact)*** 

The day was to include a pinata, a craft, pizza, cupcakes and be rather basic. Once again, I planned for none of the chaos that comes with hosting any kid birthday party. 

I had arranged for a kiddie activity that included washable paints, foam stickers, terra-cotta flowers pots, a ginormous bag of potting soil, a selection of three kinds of small flowers: yellow marigolds, pink impatiens and purple petunias, and a large electrical wire spool as a table (thanks for the idea, KG & EG, bonus that it was FREE at Dominion Power).
The craft went well. Kids under 3 were incredibly messy but very determined to try the paints, the stickers and to do a good job. The one container of wipes I bought proved futile after a few minutes in but, thankfully, all the moms were OK with it knowing the paints were washable.
Kids over the age of 3 were extremely messy! They mixed paints, poured the paints directly into the pots and tried to fill with water, ripped stickers in half, and basically mauled all the craft supplies.
In general, the activity went well. Even better that I pulled the large trash bin alongside the table and tossed everything when they were done. Better still, when it rained a few days later it essentially "cleaned" off the table with all the washable paints.









Max and daddy
Max did pretty well out back. He still doesn't walk (in fact, he HATES to have his hands held and will hold his legs out straight in front of himself in defiance). He'll stand on both feet and find things to hang on to... but mostly he crawls or just observes. He couldn't be left unattended for very long or he'd be eating leaves, rocks and other exciting tidbits he'd discover lying about.





Here's me "lugging" Max away from another discovery of what to eat off the ground. You can tell by his and my casualness that this is a rather common occurrence.

The girls got started in the sandbox before all the party goers arrived.
The pinata was a huge hit. It contained 4lbs of candy and all of it was accounted for moments after the "#1" finally succumbed to its multiple beatings by all.


I made Max some fun monkey cupcakes I had seen at a baby shower and online. Easy to make, fun to decorate and the kids seemed to have fun choosing which silly face they could eat.

As you can see, Max thoroughly enjoyed the chocolate frosting on his cupcake. I had originally intended to get him his own smash cake but completely forgot to order one until it was too late. Frankly, no one noticed, least of all Max, and he seemed content with getting a small cupcake just like all the party goers. This was his very first cupcake/cake treat ever.

Sadly, we ran out of time before we could open any of the presents some people brought... scratch that... EVERYONE brought a gift (very nice of everyone to do even though they were asked not to - we have great friends). We continued to sit out back and open them up.... all great things we will enjoy (diapers, bubbles, stacking/knock-over blocks, knitted toys, bath toys, a shirt, board book, and more!). Here's Max playing peek-a-boo with the handmade quilt Kelly designed & created. 
All in all, Max had a very fun time and seemed to thoroughly enjoy the entire event. He never fussed or squired once (also a general mood of Max - he is rather laid back). And honestly, the clean-up afterward was rather quick and easy, too! Phew! Now let's go get ready for bed...


Friday, May 11, 2012

Max - 12 Months Old (ONE YEAR!)


Wow. One year. I really wanted to enjoy this first year in a way I didn't celebrate your sister's first year. I wanted to relish the moments, the antics you performed, the smiles you'd make when trying something that delighted you, and let you explore things at your own comfortable pace. Not mentally marking milestones, reading books, persuading you to try things out of your comfort zone and letting you explore things without me watching your every move... has made me a better mother. One can learn a lot after having had one kid before.

Max's 1 year check-up on May 23rd. Weight= 21lbs 8oz. (50th percentile) Head Circunference = 18.5" (75th percentile) Height = 2' 6.5" (50th percentile)

Saturday, May 05, 2012

Notes (Evie's note to her little brother)

After a rough Saturday with Evie (Rob is in Toronto and I think she is feeling the pangs of divided attention. She normally has at least one parent's full attention but, not this weekend...)

It reads:
Max you are a good boy mine because I love you because I love my boy.

Evie tends to write the first letter of the word she wants to write, example: GB = Good Boy.

Let's hope she always feels this way.
Max is a very lucky little boy, let's hope he learns this someday.

Notes (Evie's attempt at writing)

While I had both kids by myself this weekend, we had some tense moments. During on of these moments Evie decided to play by herself (which, was a smart idea). She grabbed a baby board book about farm animals and copied the words that she saw. She excitedly showed me what she had written and asked what it said. She did pretty well and was quite proud.

The next day, after a very tense moment of me juggling feeding Max along with bringing in groceries... Evie asked from the other room:
"How do you spell 'stinky'?"
"Is it a note for me?"
"Yeah."
"What does it say?"
"You are stinky."
I rolled my eyes and spelled it. I told her that it wasn't nice either.
Evie picked-up on the fact that it was probably not wise to write me hate mail so, she edited the note. She then handed it to me for me to read:
You have stinky diapers, Max
She giggled, grabbed the paper and added to it.
"How do you spell 'poop'?" I told her the answer. "How do you spell 'and'?" I told her the answer.
The note came back:
With poop in it and pee
Evie thought this was a riot. Frankly, the fact that I could read it was a riot... particularly the words " in it" being spelled "nint".

Evie has a third sentence on her but I can't recall what it was, I'll ask and post an update.
**Update: I asked Evie and she informs me that, because I told her to "write something nice" she then wrote Why are you nice? Now, how WOGY-WD-BNOS means that is a mystery to me. I think it's actually supposed to be more Why would you be nice? but I am still unclear on the G in WOGY.

I've also included a post-it note where she came up with the word "dinosaur" and a post-it note she used to copy words out of the aforementioned baby board book about farm animals. (Should be mentioned, she knows how to spell mom, dad, Evie, Max, you and I).

(on right) Here's Evie's note where she copied words out of the farm animal board book. This copying exercise is what really kicked off writing her own note shown above...

She also attempted to write all her numbers (from memory), I've never seen her write numbers before. She recognizes them and can count up to 100 (up to 20 in spanish!) but she's never written them before.




Tuesday, May 01, 2012

Five minutes of Evie... video & sound

Photos don't truly capture what it's like to spend time with Evie.
This 5 minute video will give you just a snippet of any typical 13hr day with her.
This is her and I playing with "Moon Dough" at the kitchen table shortly before bedtime tonight.

Tags for this video: chatterbox, babble, blather, nonsense, and manic.

Sunday, April 29, 2012

Strawberry Fields Forever: Chesterfield Farm Strawberry Fest

This is our 3rd year trekking out to Chesterfield (about a 45 minute drive) to attend this year's Strawberry Fest weekend. Our first year was the weekend I found out I had a miscarriage, and last year I was 9 months pregnant, and now this year Max joined us. Rob and I remarked how significant late April/early May has been for us in recent years. Despite the yucky weather this year held for us... I am so happy to have had a weekend like this with the family that I have.

The weather for the weekend was forecasted to be cold and rainy both Saturday and Sunday. We decided on Saturday morning hoping the rains would hold out. Hold out they did but, only long enough for us to get berries and a quick lunch... no petting farm or moon bounce to be had this year.




I had picked up sub sandwiches on the way out to the fields and we hatched a plan to pick strawberries first just in case Max had a meltdown. It's so funny to think that we still plan like this because this is how it is with Evie - have a plan and stick to it before she wears out early into any adventure. For Max, the adventure IS an adventure.... he loved the hay ride out to the fields, didn't mind hanging off me in his Baby Bjorn (he'd reach out and grab any plant he could when I bent to get a berry), he ate any berry I would allow him to eat, and was patient during our feeding frenzy (the frenzy was trying to beat the rains in the bitter cold - it was upper 50's/lower 60's but not everyone planned on the wind!).

So this trip was also a milestone for Max - his first strawberry (!). One is not supposed to let kids eat nuts or eggs or peanut butter until they are one year old. But, after Rob caught Max eating peanuts off the kitchen floor (while in Ohio the nieces accidentally dropped chopped peanuts off their Drumstick ice cream cones)... we figured he didn't have a nut allergy and we'd be OK to let him indulge in a strawberry a few weeks before his official birthdate. He. Loved. Them. Thank goodness I also packed some cheesy crackers for him to munch on because then I began fearing all those berries would lead to a potential messy diaper (they didn't).

Being out in the fields was a little more work this year due to the terrible crop. We had unseasonably hot (I mean HOT) weather early this April. Reports actually said the strawberry season was much earlier as a result... but we still waited for the big Fest date planned in late April. Unfortunately, the weather became very rainy and then very cold by late April. Result? Mushy berries. They were so deceptive. Big, red, juicy berries that were either rotted from the inside out or were like slime the moment you touched them - ugh! We really had to work to find sturdy berries and the ones we did find were both smaller than years past and less sweet. We still ate our weight in them... but still not as good as years past ;-)

Our total trip lasted less than an hour and a half and costed more than $60 (entrance fee, sandwiches, 10lbs of berries picked this year, and two fresh strawberry milkshakes). But, all-in-all... worth it. This tradition shall march on next year, too...

Sunday, April 22, 2012

Startin' 'em early...

It's times like this that make a mom feel like a truly successful mom.
When updating some photos in Shutterfly.com tonight, the hubs shares this photo with me from his iPhone.
I couldn't be more proud. Max chose wisely when rooting around the recycle bins.
And for my fellow wine drinkers, yes, it's a cheap wine.... it's $7.99. I know, I know, appalling... but I swear it's a best kept secret cheap wine you should try. (*Not recommended for babies under 1 year*).


Sunday, April 15, 2012

Bike ridin' enthusiast


Max was initially hesitant to wear his sister outgrown helmet but after some playtime with it (many rounds of peek-a-boo) he grew to like it. He LOVED the bike ride. Now we just need the weather to cooperate again for us!

Wednesday, April 11, 2012

Max - 11 Months Old

Right now I am most thankful that I have only committed to posting monthly updates of your growth & development for the first year of your life. These last few months, although totally eventful and fun, are greatly encroaching on my free time to do things like maintain your updates!

You and Evie still thoroughly enjoy each other's company... and I thoroughly love this fact.



You still like to crawl around with things in your mouth. Yes, like a dog. You will grab a small baby doll blanket, a baby lovey, a rubber bath toy, a small stuffed animal, one of Evie's little princess dolls.... even a bib... and then crawl around the house with the utmost confidence. You slap your hands down hard with each "step" and your butt wiggles along. It really is the cutest thing to watch you crawl. Your have determination in each step and you generally have a predetermined path. Lately your "go to" spots have been:
- marching down the long hallway to wake-up Evie (if you get us up early in the morning)
- straight into mom & dad's bathroom to explore the shower stall (it has a very low lip to crawl over. Sometimes it's still wet after we have showered earlier that morning).
- under the kitchen table (you seem to actually enjoy getting stuck under the pub chairs. You will go there, often, and get stuck either under the lower rungs or hung up, hanging, over the higher rungs). See the video later in this post.


Stretch! Reaching higher and higher everyday.

Still cruising? Yes. I have been waiting for you to be exciting to "walk". We pull you up by your hands and try to get you to step, but you get really upset. You prefer to sit and crawl unattended instead.
I didn't think you'd take this long to have an interest in walking. Given the fact that you were rolling/squirming to your destination of choice by Christmas... I sort of assumed walking would happen fairly soon thereafter. Evie didn't walk until she was 14 months old. She seriously had little interest in self-propelled mobility always preferring to be carried from location to location. But you've been rather independent, so I was surprised you didn't start walking by 9 months. But, then again, you are only 10.5 months in this video. And you did discover this all on your own. Maybe by 1 year you will be walking... on March 31st, I found you improvising the step stool into a walker. Time to get the real walker out of the attic!

You are an incredibly light sleeper. If your door is closed and the hallways door is cracked, you will sleep well with us in the front room talking, TV is on, etc. But if I go to check on your and I open your door, it sometimes sticks a little creating a very small "thunk" sound as I pop it open. You will immediately squirm, and often times, sit straight up. Needless to say, I never check on you like I always did with Evie. With Evie I would rub her head and lean in for a kiss. Evie would be out cold moments after we hit the lights and wouldn't hardly move to morning. You, however, can be heard on the baby monitor looking for a pacifier and sometimes "wah-wah'ing" after awakening to something. We definitely have to be careful during your naps or they won't happen. Sometimes you will be so worn-out from errand running that you'll crash in your bucket car seat. We will very gingerly carry you in and switch you to your crib. I must admit, we could never do that with Evie. You are a pretty decent napper. But in general, things must be kept rather quiet and low-key around the house when you are down.
Here you are sleeping in one morning. I couldn't believe the click of the camera didn't wake you - it normally would. I love that you still sleep with your butt up in the air.


Finally! You will hold your bottle up by yourself. This was not without me, basically, telling you to do this. We had tried in the past and you would get frustrated pulling your hands away and grunting. But at nearly 11 months old, you finally tried it out with me (a little forcefully) putting your hands on the bottle and walking away. Something must have clicked for you (maybe you now understand I am not simply pulling your arms away from your body but rather showing you where to hold) because you finished this bottle all by yourself! You even pulled it away and put it back in! Way to go, champ! Just in time for us to begin switching to sippy cups next month...
Here you are for the very first time, March 25th:
A bottle holding champ by March 31st:


Food. You really have decided enough is enough of being spoon fed babyfood. It seems to have happened overnight but it really was a little more of a progressive decision over the course of a week to two weeks. You loved Cheerios and other cereal-types of finger foods when we introduced them sometime last month, but you then quickly realized we were all eating a variety of things at the dinner table (you tend to be fed around 5PM but then continue to sit while we all finally eat closer to 6PM). This infuriated you to no end. You'd furrow your brow and growl. You'd squeeze your fists and "roar!" over not joining in with what we were all eating. So, I just started giving you... everything. You've had toast, strawberry/banana toast, lima beans, cut up cooked carrots, meatballs I made, black beans, squares of cheese, cottage cheese, pineapple, very ripe cubed pear, cut green beans, cut green grapes, unripe and sour mango, Yo Baby yogurt, bananas, and - just once - a few pieces of pizza. We've tried to finish up the baby foods that we have by either feeding you spoonfuls in between your finger-fed bites or mixing things... but you furrow that brow and grunt. You know. And you know that you are ready to be a big boy. *sigh* I'm excited that we can feed you other things and we won't need to remember to bring baby food everywhere we go... but I am also sad to think yet another stage has passed before my very eyes.

Yeah! Meatballs! Here you are enjoying your first try at homemade meatballs with green beans... so happy!


Learning. So far you now know how to wave "hi" and "good-bye", although you do it a little infrequently still. You typically use both hands in a squeezing motion. It's totally adorable. You also shake your head "no." I don't remember if I mentioned that one last month but I think you learned it then. It, too, is adorable but was also slightly annoying when we'd say " No!" before you got into things... And you'd grin shaking your head back at us. You also know how to turn pages in your board books when we read to you at night. I love how interactive our bedtime routine is finally becoming. You are very good at turning pages - not too rough and generally in the right direction.
Lastly, I think you are a lefty. Evie would switch her hands back and forth for her first year, but you, you always eat with your left and use your left hand for detail work (like picking up little tiny things you find on the floor). You will take a piece of food from me with your right hand ( when in a position that requires it) but you will typically then hand it off to your left hand before eating. Mmmm, Southpaw here to stay (?).

You love a challenge... and creating challenges. You'll be great at backyard obstacle courses someday. Where things stand today, you love to get caught up in the kitchen chairs ...A LOT!

I almost forgot to mention your road trip to Ohio with just dad and Evie. Dad wanted Evie to see the cousins while they were on spring break (really maximize that playtime) so he drove overnight (!) with just you and Evie on a Tuesday night in late March. He drove the 7.5hr distance while you two snoozed and cruised comfortably in the backseat. I, however, fretted during the time you were all in the car at such a late, late time. Thankfully all went without a hitch and you all had a wonderful time... so wonderful that your daddy took zero photos of the trip. Oh well, daddy can't take care of you both and document every moment. Meanwhile, back home, I took off of work to tackle many household chores and activities. It was hard work but really rewarding. I was ready and waiting when you all returned once more four nights later.
It's rumored dad might try this trip again since it went so well.


Tub Time! You love a bath - what baby doesn't. Sometimes I let you hang out on the outside of the tub and watch Evie. She'll hand you chew toys and get your fingers wet. You screech with absolute delight.
You are still in your bath seat for bath time but I admit I have let you sit up in the tub without it. You can sit up just fine... its the 80 yr old tub we have that is the problem. The porcelain tub is incredibly slippery... even I had to use a bath mat when showering in there pregnant with Evie. Soon, soon you'll be sitting in there carefree. Until then, lotsa laughs to be had playing with your chair.



You tell great babble stories complete with raspberries and big smiles. Your facial expressions crack us up and you are simply, an all-around, happy baby. Here you are in your first "interview". I will miss all your baby talk someday. With Evie I couldn't wait for her to talk. With you, I am sad to think this will all fade away someday... soon: