Friday, March 6, 2009

Seventeen Weeks

Well, I'm now 17 weeks into this pregnancy. I wish I'd kept notes last time because I'd like to know if I was this exhausted. Good gravy, I'm falling asleep every night at 8:30 with N. Let's just say the house has looked better.

I think the nausea is finally gone at least. Once again, all food is wonderful and I want it "in my mouth" as N would say.

Tuesday, February 10, 2009

Whoop-a**

We don't subscribe to Treehouse TV, but we sometimes go to their web site and watch the 2 minute videos. N's new favorite is Wonderpets. Of course, he can't pronounce it quite right. Hubby stopped me on my way out and asked what the heck N was saying... it sounds kind of like he is saying whoop-a**. While jumping up with his fist in the air.

Pumpkin

Brought up a small pumpkin from the basement today. N instantly took it into the living room. He knocked off the stem and then played with the pumpkin and stem for quite a while (which for N is about 10 minutes). I felt bad taking it away and making soup out of it.

Luckily, there's another downstairs.

Painting

N likes to paint. We have these brushes with paint in them... saves up on a tiny bit of the mess. Anyway, N's new thing is to take some stickers, put them on a paper and then totally paint over top of them. It's the only painting he'll do. Odd, but it keeps him busy for a while.

Alphabet

I didn't know N knew his alphabet (or at least the alphabet song). He has these leap frog magnetic letters, which he plays with for about 2 minutes and then knocks all on the floor. As I put them back up on the fridge, I was singing the alphabet song. I stopped at 'P' and N went and finished the rest of the song.

Of course, I can't get him to repeat it.

[Update: N said the whole alphabet to us on Riel Day! Or, rather, what he thinks is the alphabet... he doesn't have all the letters quite right]

Sunday, January 4, 2009

Broken

Ah yes, the joys of nursing a toddler. Now he can ask for it, and make comments too.

Last week we were at my aunt's house. It was very close to bedtime and N was getting tired. He climbed up on my lap and asked for "sides". He nursed on one side for about a minute and asked to switch. When I asked him what was wrong with this side, he replied loud enough for everyone to hear: "It's broken".

sigh.

Sleep talking

N has started talking in his sleep. Usually early in the morning, not long before we wake up for the day. Last night, he was talking about Thomas characters again. It started with him shouting:
"Salty at the docks".

Then the conversation continued:
N: Where's Salty?
Me: At the docks?
N: YES!
Me: But it's night time now.
N: YES!
Me: Salty is sleeping
N: YES!

Then he rolled over, nursed for a few seconds and went back to sleep.