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    Now I know what doors and locks are for

    June 1st, 2012

    Small children have a radar. It instantly goes off the moment you an in the restroom and require privacy. They could be on the other side of the house, completely engaged in an activity at hand, but like sharks smelling blood, the moment “alone” time is required in the restroom, they’re lined up at my feet.
    “Mama what are you doing?” or “Uh-bi da” per appropriate child age.

    Really people?!?!?!

    As of becoming a parent I’ve gotten somewhat used to this invasion of privacy. I went from having to go to the most isolated floor in my employer’s building so I can be as alone as humanly possible in a public restroom; and from just staring at S when he would walk in on me, to coming to terms with the fact I would be using the restroom with a child on my lap (thanx G’s first 4 months of life!). I have become really good at being able to take my pants off one-handed!

    However now that my “relatives” have come back for their monthly visits, I have to draw the line somewhere and the door is getting closed. More importantly the lock is getting utilized. ‘Cuz quite frankly, while I intend to be fully open with my children about sex, puberty and body changes, I’m so NOT ready to talk to my 3.5 year old about menstrual cycles and the purpose of pads and tampons.

    So, thank you lock inventor! Maybe you had a 3.5 year old of your own?


    19 months

    June 1st, 2012

    S2’s hair is really lightening up. It’s actually becoming the same color as G’s, which means we could potentially have 2 kids with awesome highlights to die for.

    He’s definitely a good sized kid for his age. Well, really 50-something percentile (per CDC), which is something I’m not used to. He’s outgrowing clothes on target, and even a little bit ahead. That white onesie he’s sporting. It says 18m on it, but there’s no way we’re getting another month out of it. I have a set of 24m’s on the way so I can finish my set of 24 onesie pics.

    It feels like this month has been an explosion of words. Every other day I hear something new from him. It’s pretty awesome and I’m already starting to miss the baby babble. Every time I pull out my phone in the middle of a babble monologue to record him, he quiets down. I hope I get a good long one before it’s gone.

    His comprehension is also remarkable. I know that I greatly under-estimate what both boys pick up on and understand, but I’m really impressed with monkey man’s interpretation of a conversation, even when it’s not directed at him, and responding. For example, G tripped the other day and instantly cried out for his Moonka. S was with him, comforting him, confirming he understood what G asked for. Out of no-where S2 comes running with all of G’s friends, that he gathered as soon as G started crying for his “lubies”. I love that he’s so empathetic to his brother. He’s also a menace, don’t get me wrong, but there’s a lot of love and admiration there too.

    These last few nights, our well-sleeping monkey has turned into a middle of the night partier. He’s up nightly sometime between 1-4 taking an hour to settle down, and gets pissed if you’re not holding him. Also bed-time has become a pain. We went from books, snuggle, put in bed and walk out as he quietly fell asleep on his own, to shriek fest over putting him down. Nothing happened as far as I can tell: it was a complete 180 out of the blue. Mommy and Daddy are tired, that’s for sure.

    Weight: 26lb, 4oz. We’ve got less than 9lb to go before we have to move his carseat around. Arg!
    Height: 32.75″

    Favorite food: watermelon. Monkey is actually pretty cool with the frui

    Favorite toy: Buckles! We got a new buckle lion toy to satisfy his obsession with buckling things

    Favorite activity: Still swimming

    New accomplishment: Lots of new words. Lots more drama

    Number of teeth: 11. 2 more molars came in

    Number of words: 19. Added:

    • Sara (Sarah)
    • Lourdssss (Lourdes)
    • buh-bul (bubble)
    • Wawa (water)
    • muk (milk)
    • help
    • b’uh (also used for book)
    • apah (apple)
    • uppuh (up)

    Naughtiest moment: anoying his brother just because he can

    Temper tantrum meter: low-moderate