Our original plans were to go to a friends house for dinner but they fell through the Tues. before Thanksgiving. So for the first time our little family was on our own. My first thought was, "oh well, we already had an fabulous celebration with a big dinner at my family's house, so there is no need to cook". I do not enjoy cooking so I did not want to cook. I was thinking we would just have a regular day like any other but Dan wanted to make a full Thanksgiving dinner. So Wed night off we went to the store and bought a ham and what we needed for our favorite holiday side dish, cornbread casserole.
So anyway, it turned out to be a really enjoyable day. Pookie stuffed himself to sleep (seriously, he ended up eating Pickle's dinner and a 1/3 of mine), as did Dan. The best part about the day was enjoying the family, chilling out without any hectic, craziness. I am thankful that Dan still wanted to have a Thanksgiving dinner.
Thursday, November 27, 2008
Tuesday, November 11, 2008
Boys Will Be Boys...
What am I going to do? I mean, I understand it just hangs there waiting to be played with and boy does it feel good...but there is a time and a place to play with it. And no, it not when talking to your MOM! Now that Pickle is potty trained I cannot get him to stop playing with his beloved wee wee. I tell him over and over again to go to his room if he wants to play with it. But he just cannot stop, he is addicted.
The other day he came up to me talking about something and playing with his member. I asked him to go to his room if he wants to do that but he could not stop. He smiled and continued on. I said, "son, stop then". Finally he pulled away as if a major force yanked his hands off. He continued to smile and then he looked like he was pondering something. Then it look like a light bulb went on in that brain of his. Then he said, "Mommy, do you want to play with my wee wee?"
The other day he came up to me talking about something and playing with his member. I asked him to go to his room if he wants to do that but he could not stop. He smiled and continued on. I said, "son, stop then". Finally he pulled away as if a major force yanked his hands off. He continued to smile and then he looked like he was pondering something. Then it look like a light bulb went on in that brain of his. Then he said, "Mommy, do you want to play with my wee wee?"
Personality
Mr. Pookie is now 8-1/2 months old! This past month Pookie's personality has just flourished. He went from being a quiet, mellow, observant little baby to a vocal, busy baby on the move. He loves to climb and is a happy baby. He loves his cartoons (I know, bad mommy!) and to feed himself. He is cruising the furniture and his favorite place to play is at the train table. Recently I noticed that he is uncomfortable being around a lot of kids. For example, yesterday when we had a playgroup at our house, he sat there looking around at all the people, fussing. As soon as they started to leave, he looked at Pickle and squealed with a huge grin on his face. When they were all gone, he was back to his playful self. He loves his big brother, Pickle can do anything and make Pookie laugh (and because of this Mr. Noah has gotten even louder...can you believe that??).Interesting, Pookie and Pickle have/had the same crawl, a military crawl. You can see in the video the military crawl. What happened to my baby, he seems more like a little boy now.
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