Okay, so I will admit it: my son farts and we all (the family) laugh. It has become a knee jerk reaction. TJ makes a noise with his bottom. He immediately smiles and giggles a bit. How can I not help but to crack a smile? I recognize that this behavior will need to stop and he will need to learn that farting in public is not so funny, but sneaking a fart in private can still be done (just ask dad).
But farts are apparently just the beginning. My son has found two holes on his face where fingers fit just perfectly. Yep. I am talking about the nose. TJ has started putting his fingers up his nose. . . and leaving them there. Perhaps his little fingers stay warmer up there? I am not quite sure what the fascination is, but regardless, I need to start being a parent and educate my child that nose picking, while sometimes helpful, is never, ever funny and it is just not done.
No farts, no nose picking. I have a feeling that I will need to put the kibosh on burping next (just ask Samantha).
Sunday, September 28, 2008
Thursday, September 25, 2008
Mommy's Little Helper
"TJ, can you throw this away for Mommy?" He takes the wad of tissue that I used to wipe his nose from my hand and heads to the trash can. He opens the cabinet door, throws the tissue in there, closes the door and walks back to me.
"TJ, lets go into the bathroom and brush our teeth." He gets up from reading his bedtime story and waddles over to the bathroom where I hand him his tooth brush. He sits down and proceeds to suck on the toothbrush. "TJ, show Mommy how you can brush back and forth." He complies.
TJ understands the English language. Not only does he understand what mommy is saying, he is actually doing what I ask of him. AMAZING.
I am really liking this stage. . . a lot. And I recognize I need to savor the moments now, while they last, because once TJ learns how to say and use the word "NO!" things are gonna change.
"TJ, lets go into the bathroom and brush our teeth." He gets up from reading his bedtime story and waddles over to the bathroom where I hand him his tooth brush. He sits down and proceeds to suck on the toothbrush. "TJ, show Mommy how you can brush back and forth." He complies.
TJ understands the English language. Not only does he understand what mommy is saying, he is actually doing what I ask of him. AMAZING.
I am really liking this stage. . . a lot. And I recognize I need to savor the moments now, while they last, because once TJ learns how to say and use the word "NO!" things are gonna change.
Thursday, September 11, 2008
Slides, Trucks, and Fetch
TJ loves being outside. He loves the sidewalk. Gosh, he could walk up and down the sidewalk with his push toy all day long if he had his way. He also is learning to enjoy the backyard.
Recently we inherited a little tykes play tower with a slide from a colleague of mine. It is perfect for TJ as he develops physically and explores what he can and can't do with his body. He loves sitting on the top platform with the sides all around. It is almost as if he has his own little club house elevated off of the ground. Sometimes he will take his book or his sippy cup up there and hang out for minutes on end (and for TJ minutes is a long time).
Over the course of the week he has learned how to go down the slide all by himself. He does pretty well with it too. Of course when he first started he was trying to go down the slide head first. My, he has come a long way. Also during this past week he has learned that his toy truck can go down the slide all by itself too. AND MAN DOES IT TAKE AIR! TJ thinks this is the funniest thing ever. Mom thinks it is a hoot when he laughs.
And finally, the other favorite thing TJ likes to do in the back yard is play fetch with our dog, Poly. I think TJ thinks this is pretty cool because Poly-- like TJ-- is willing to do the same thing over and over and over again. TJ will "throw" the ball and with out fail, Poly will run to get it and bring it back again and again and again. They are best friends now, cause neither of them tire of this game. TJ feels a bit more safe playing fetch when he is on the top of his club house or in his swing when he knows Poly can't jump and grab the ball out of his hand. TJ has even started rolling the ball down the slide for Poly to chase.
As the daylight gets shorter and the weather gets a little colder, we are still in our backyard trying to make the most of it before winter sets in. But man, think of the fun we will have landing in a pile of fluffy white snow.
Recently we inherited a little tykes play tower with a slide from a colleague of mine. It is perfect for TJ as he develops physically and explores what he can and can't do with his body. He loves sitting on the top platform with the sides all around. It is almost as if he has his own little club house elevated off of the ground. Sometimes he will take his book or his sippy cup up there and hang out for minutes on end (and for TJ minutes is a long time).
Over the course of the week he has learned how to go down the slide all by himself. He does pretty well with it too. Of course when he first started he was trying to go down the slide head first. My, he has come a long way. Also during this past week he has learned that his toy truck can go down the slide all by itself too. AND MAN DOES IT TAKE AIR! TJ thinks this is the funniest thing ever. Mom thinks it is a hoot when he laughs.
And finally, the other favorite thing TJ likes to do in the back yard is play fetch with our dog, Poly. I think TJ thinks this is pretty cool because Poly-- like TJ-- is willing to do the same thing over and over and over again. TJ will "throw" the ball and with out fail, Poly will run to get it and bring it back again and again and again. They are best friends now, cause neither of them tire of this game. TJ feels a bit more safe playing fetch when he is on the top of his club house or in his swing when he knows Poly can't jump and grab the ball out of his hand. TJ has even started rolling the ball down the slide for Poly to chase.
As the daylight gets shorter and the weather gets a little colder, we are still in our backyard trying to make the most of it before winter sets in. But man, think of the fun we will have landing in a pile of fluffy white snow.
Tuesday, September 02, 2008
He Who Knows No Shame
Its moments like this one that just make me want to laugh. Moments that I want to file away and remember 25 years from now. Moments that I will want to share with T.J. and anyone else who will listen. . . so I record them here for you and I to read today and for all of us to remember later.
Today was just like any other day. I came home at 5:00 pm. Things were quiet in the house. I thought to myself that TJ and Olga were on a walk. Sometimes they get sidetracked and come home a little after 5:00. No problem. I now have an opportunity to change and go through the mail before they arrive.
Nope. Not on a walk. The stroller is right there in plain sight. Okay then. They must be in the back yard. Why don't I walk around the house and go through the side gate and surprise them. That will be fun.
Well. I guess I was the one that was taken by surprise. There was my little boy-- in all his glory-- nude. Naked as a jay bird. Playing in the pool. Big smile on his face. Having the time of his life. When he saw me, he got even more excited and started running in my direction. Oh what a sight, my little naked baby! I know that Olga has a tendency to resist using the diapers made especially for swimming. "He doesn't need." she says in her broken English. Now I had a better understanding why he didn't need the swim diapers.
But the best part of the whole situation was that my little boy, while he was naked, was snacking on an apple. Naked. Apple. What great irony. So as he ran into my arms, I said to him-- loud enough for Olga to hear, "Well hello, my little Adam. I see that you have eaten the forbidden fruit, but where is your fig leaf? Have you no shame?"
Yes, my little boy does not know the meaning of shame. And for now, perhaps that is a good thing. . . . so long as it stays in the back yard! :)
Today was just like any other day. I came home at 5:00 pm. Things were quiet in the house. I thought to myself that TJ and Olga were on a walk. Sometimes they get sidetracked and come home a little after 5:00. No problem. I now have an opportunity to change and go through the mail before they arrive.
Nope. Not on a walk. The stroller is right there in plain sight. Okay then. They must be in the back yard. Why don't I walk around the house and go through the side gate and surprise them. That will be fun.
Well. I guess I was the one that was taken by surprise. There was my little boy-- in all his glory-- nude. Naked as a jay bird. Playing in the pool. Big smile on his face. Having the time of his life. When he saw me, he got even more excited and started running in my direction. Oh what a sight, my little naked baby! I know that Olga has a tendency to resist using the diapers made especially for swimming. "He doesn't need." she says in her broken English. Now I had a better understanding why he didn't need the swim diapers.
But the best part of the whole situation was that my little boy, while he was naked, was snacking on an apple. Naked. Apple. What great irony. So as he ran into my arms, I said to him-- loud enough for Olga to hear, "Well hello, my little Adam. I see that you have eaten the forbidden fruit, but where is your fig leaf? Have you no shame?"
Yes, my little boy does not know the meaning of shame. And for now, perhaps that is a good thing. . . . so long as it stays in the back yard! :)
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