And here is the cake to prove it. (Because without cake, there is no proof)
Monday, November 26, 2007
Sunday, November 25, 2007
Sunday, November 18, 2007
Currently listening to....
Mommy...
Mommy?
Mommy, you're WRONG!
And infinite variations of the above. Because wrong = not being able to read Ben's mind to the point of knowing EXACTLY how much milk he wanted in his glass. (As in: "Mommy, you were wrong, I only wanted a little bit of milk" OR "Mommy, you were wrong, I wanted one more mouthfull of milk than this")
Sure glad the girl can't talk yet (though the crawling is so, so, so close - she's making good distance and time now, but still backwards)
Mommy?
Mommy, you're WRONG!
And infinite variations of the above. Because wrong = not being able to read Ben's mind to the point of knowing EXACTLY how much milk he wanted in his glass. (As in: "Mommy, you were wrong, I only wanted a little bit of milk" OR "Mommy, you were wrong, I wanted one more mouthfull of milk than this")
Sure glad the girl can't talk yet (though the crawling is so, so, so close - she's making good distance and time now, but still backwards)
Wednesday, November 14, 2007
Looking forward to 2010...
...and not because we're big fans of the Olympics...
So far, there have been few similiarites between Ben and Laurel. Personality-wise, they are both pretty happy kids (thanking my lucky stars that I escaped colic. I don't think I would have handled colic well at all). But in everything else, they are really different - sleeping, eating, being - different. (Which briefly sidetracks me to say one of the best things about having a second kid is that while it turns out that everything that you thought you did great with #1 was really just the way #1 was, this also means that everything that you thought maybe you did wrong and screwed him up forever was also just the way #1 was)
ramble, ramble, I know. This brings me to the point of this post.
We've found another similiarity, and it is teething.
Turns out the genetics are strong in this family for rough teething experiences. Laurel popped tooth #1 right at 7 months, which is exactly when Ben got his first tooth. Sleep has been crummy since a couple of weeks before that, and has not gotten better, and there's still no sign of tooth #2.
teeny tiny tooth
So, by Ben's schedule, I can look forward to once again sleeping through the night in January 2010.
So far, there have been few similiarites between Ben and Laurel. Personality-wise, they are both pretty happy kids (thanking my lucky stars that I escaped colic. I don't think I would have handled colic well at all). But in everything else, they are really different - sleeping, eating, being - different. (Which briefly sidetracks me to say one of the best things about having a second kid is that while it turns out that everything that you thought you did great with #1 was really just the way #1 was, this also means that everything that you thought maybe you did wrong and screwed him up forever was also just the way #1 was)
ramble, ramble, I know. This brings me to the point of this post.
We've found another similiarity, and it is teething.
Turns out the genetics are strong in this family for rough teething experiences. Laurel popped tooth #1 right at 7 months, which is exactly when Ben got his first tooth. Sleep has been crummy since a couple of weeks before that, and has not gotten better, and there's still no sign of tooth #2.
Sunday, November 11, 2007
Friday, November 09, 2007
Sunday, November 04, 2007
Saturday, November 03, 2007
At the 4th Annual Pumpkin Toss (Darren's first post)
... has to be a picture that Tisha would never herself post.
blurry baby
Darren and Laurel at Thanksgiving dinner.
Not sure which is better - the blurriness of Laurel or the (apparent) complete inattention of Darren.
Thursday, November 01, 2007
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