Monday, January 11, 2010

The Athlete

Ian loves to run around with basketballs and footballs, hopping and rolling and flailing as he goes. He flings himself on the floor and tackles imaginary opponents.

And today after a good game of basketball/football, he declared, "I am so so sweaty. I am going to go take a shower."

Up the stairs he went, and a few minutes later he called down "Mom! I can't open the shower door!"

He had neatly stacked his "so sweaty clothes" on the counter and was ready to hop in the shower!


 Hands on hips, just like dad.

Splish splash!

Joseph was content to watch from the outside. Mostly.

All clean! He then said "Now I am going to go play more basketball and football and take another shower!"


Monday, January 4, 2010

Funny Little Boys



The boys make lots of messes. But they also love to reach along the side of the fridge and retrieve the mop and broom to "clean up" after themselves. They also love to haul the mop and broom all over the house and up the stairs.
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Do you know the universal nursery "Clean up" song? It is mostly repetition of "Clean up, clean up, everybody, everywhere" to a generic-sounding tune. Ian always sings it when tidying up the loft and Joseph just starting chanting "Eeen up! Eeeen up!" too. Now I know when he is headed for the mops and brooms by the fridge because he'll starting chanting it and walking to the kitchen.
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"Lots of" is a quantity to Ian. Example: "No Mommy! Not just two crackers -- I want lots of and lots of!" He says this while holding up all five fingers spread far apart.
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Lately Ian has been offering Joseph toys when Joseph seems upset. He also says in his ultra-high mommy voice: "Are you okay buddy buddy? Are you okay?"
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When Ian says "I want to do Pocket Fulla", he is referring to Ring Around the Rosies.
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Today Joseph threw his sippy cup on the floor during snack time, just like always. But after I got him down from his high chair he picked up the cup and trotted over to the sink and tossed it in, like we taught Ian to do. Ian said "Look! Joseph is learning how to put his cup in the sink like me does!"
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While going to the bathroom recently, Ian declared the following observation: "Poop dumps. But potty doesn't dump."
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Ian is a great boy and delights people who know him well. However he does not do well when approached by adults, and especially adults he does not know. This includes the pediatrician, parents of his friends, grandmas in line at Walmart.... So after Ian growled at, spit on, and chased away our new neighbor last weekend, we decided to hold a little how-to for Family Home Evening tonight. I am hoping the problem was that he didn't know how to react and now that he does, he can be his charming self with strangers too. So tonight we looked at pictures of adults talking, practiced saying "Nice to meet you. My name is Ian", had plastic toy people carry on introductory conversations, and then took turns knocking on the door and introducing ourselves. Let's hope it helps.
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Joseph is starting to say all kinds of words. His latest are: sticker (sticky) clock (cock), light, popper (oppy), ball (baw), kitty cat, doggie (goggie), cracker (cracky), yummy (ummy), yogurt (go-go), apple (appy) and most recently, "duck!" which actually means 'stuck!'.
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Joseph's favorite blanket is well-loved and is in a constant state of repair and then disrepair. I try to hand-stitch the saten border back on, but he picks it right back to shreds and then gets tangled in the strings and saten and shouts "Duck! Duck!" (stuck) until we come to his rescue.
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Joseph loves to start an unending back-and-forth where he says "Mommy" and I say "Joseph" back to him. The longer it goes on the sillier he thinks it is.
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Ian still insists that during nearly every prayer we express thanks that the "airplane got stuck in the tree."
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Joseph LOVES feet and shoes. If I can't motivate him to come to me, I just offer to put on his shoes and he trots right over. He wears my shoes around the house and complains when I am wearing his favorite pair of my brown flats. When Scott walks the halls with Joseph at church and points at the paintings of Jesus, Joseph is always fixated with and points at the feet. When Scott arrives home from work, Joseph rushes to him and then bends down and points at Scott's feet and strokes his shoes. If he isn't a pediatrist someday we will be surprised.
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We just hung up some letters spelling Joseph's name above his bed. Scott pointed to a letter and said the name. Joseph pointed to "E' and said "E"! Coincidence? He did it again today! But probably still a coincidence.
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Ian changes his clothes several times a day. Each time he selects a different pair of matching shoes. He can hardly wait to strip off his PJ's each morning and put on some clothes. Favorites include: basketball shorts of all colors, two blue t-shirts with trucks on them, khaki shorts that look like daddy's "campout shorts" and a pair of brown loafers with the stitching coming off.
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Ian has seen one movie in his life -- Cars. And he has seen it less than twice. But Lightning McQueen is still his obsession. When potty treats stopped motivating Ian, Scott brought an iPod and some speakers into the restroom and started playing Life is a Highway (otherwise known as "The Daddy Racecar Song") while Ian sits happily the toilet and "dances with his feet". Sometimes Ian requests the "Mommy Racecar Song", which is Real Gone, by Sheryl Crow.
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Ian often shows his agreement to a statement or question by saying "Hmm". Now Joseph does the same thing instead of saying yes.
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My cell phone didn't work for weeks. It took several calls to Verizon and more than an hour of trouble-shooting to discover that the boys had forwarded all my calls to a non-working number. These are some technical geniuses in the making. Devious ones.
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If you ask Joseph a question he usually responds with a thoughtful sounding "Ummmmm..." He also says "Ummmmm" when he is pretending to talk on a cell phone. I thought he got it from Ian. But then Scott pointed out who Ian got it from...
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The boys new favorite brotherly activity is what I refer to as "Running with the Bulls." The boys will be playing in the loft when Joseph will spring up and run down the hallway, looking back over his shoulder and squealing. Moments later, Ian jumps up and chases after him, also squealing. When Ian reaches Joseph he bowls him over and keeps on running, leaving Joseph in a lump on the floor. Hysterical laughter from both of them follows. I do not understand boys.
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This is how Joseph kisses. Don't you wish you could have one?

Wednesday, December 30, 2009

Stay-cation

We all enjoyed the vacation days Scott took earlier this week. We can't remember a time where we ever took days off of work to just sit around and hang out at our own house, without any company, but it was a wonderful success. We did all kinds of relaxing, eating, going to favorite parks, and the boys even caught the drift and started sleeping until 8 a.m. It was glorious.

It has been about 40 degrees during the day here lately. I am sure you can image how it pains a mother to see her two year old running around in that weather wearing a short-sleeve shirt. But if you have known many two-year-olds, you can probably imagine how it happened that he was wearing short-sleeves.

 Joseph loved the teeter-totter. Isn't it cute how Ian's head is peeking out from behind?


We ate pizza at our favorite park, and then left the box nearby while we played. We returned to find some very grateful squirrels.

 One of my favorite things about his park is the lazy-boy swings. And one of my favorite things about Ian is that he loves to wear anything belonging to Daddy.


Joseph loves to be swung high. He laughed and laughed and was so sad when it was time to go.

We also made a return trip to 7 Acre Wood and the boys were in heaven. I was thrilled that we were the only people on the entire 7 acre property, the entire time.
 

There are balls of all kinds strewn across the property and miniature football goal posts, basketball hoops sand volleyball nets around too. Here Scott is setting Ian up to kick a field goal.


Ian showed the animals the football. I had been really excited to hang out in the petting zoo part, but a nasty ram kept hooking Scott's legs with it's horns, so we skipped it. At least the horses, donkeys, fawns, sheep and mules were nice. 
 
 Scott beat me at a game of tether ball. Joseph then played with the incredible ball-on-a-string for at least 10 minutes.


The boys and I had some adjustments to make when Scott went back to work. It is still evident who the fun parent is and we can't wait to play some more this weekend!

Sunday, December 27, 2009

A Merry Christmas


My great-grandma began a tradition of making matching stockings for each of her grandchildren. My mom then made them for us, and for our first Christmas as newlyweds I made one for Scott. They are kind of a lot of work! Thankfully my mom considers it a grandma's job and made stockings for each of the boys.

This was our very first Christmas celebrated as just our little family. We sure missed our loved ones spread across the country but enjoyed starting a few new Larson Family traditions.

We started a Christmas morning tradition of eating a picnic breakfast upstairs. The boys didn't sense the urgency and enjoyed an unusually leisurely breakfast, taking turns rocking themselves over in their boosters and laughing over spilled milk. We finally just dragged them over to the staircase to see what they were missing downstairs.



Ian starting to realize that something had happened downstairs...




Joseph made a bee-line for his stocking and plucked out a dish scrubber. For him, that is about where Christmas began and ended, and he was entirely satisfied. How on earth did Grandma know? Bizarre. Here he is saying "Whoa...!"

Ian was delighted to finally open a present, after it had been forbidden for the last several weeks (especially the package of marshmallow roasting spears for Scott that Ian Would. Not. Leave Alone.)This was a bubble mower that his Daddy picked out. Ian dragged that thing all over the house in the box until we finally opened it.



Driving a "Life is a Highway" car all over the rug. Is any little boy not obsessed with Lightning McQueen?

Joseph was finally coerced into opening a present. Ian on the other hand began opening present willy-nilly until we finally reigned him in and explained that he could only open presents with I-A-N on them.



The aftermath.



We learned some lessons this year:

* It feels like Christmas as soon as you eat a Hillshire Farms sausage on crackers.

* It feels like a really good Christmas when your wonderful husband makes sure you have See's Candies all the way out in Houston.

*If you tell Ian not to divulge what people are getting for Christmas, he will say "Hey Mom! Mom! Shhh.... a pillow.... sshhh... and shoes...it's a 'stuprize' on Christmas Day, Mommy". True to his word, he gave me a pillow and shoes.

*If you are used to celebrating Christmas Eve dinner with lots of family and friends who usually contribute side dishes, but you decide to have Christmas dinner just as a family, you may sit down to dinner before you realize that you have only prepared a ham and rolls and that no sides have materialized.

*If you decide to buy ingredients for Christmas Day dinner at the very last second and you decide to bring along two toddlers with you, you may forget a few ingredients. And they might possibly be vital ones, such as the tostada shells and chicken. So then you just eat leftover ham on leftover rolls and your good friends forgive you.

*If you don't buy enough scotch tape, your presents will end up looking like this beauty, wrapped in blue painters tape:
Scott's presents for me needed no tags -- the blue painters tape was a giveaway.


And lastly, if you have such a relaxing, lazy, holiday week that you can take two naps in one day, you may end up so rested you can't sleep at night so you get up at midnight to blog about the holidays. Now that is a sign of a good vacation!

Hope you had a Merry Christmas too!