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Conversations…

Yesterday, Ryan threw a ball across the toy room and this is the conversation that followed….

Mommy:  “Ryan!  Please do not throw the ball across the room.”
Ryan:  “Oh.  Sorry mommy.  It was an ass-sis-dent” — translated means it was an accident
Mommy:  “Ryan, I saw you throw it.  It wasn’t an accident.  You did that on purpose.”
Ryan:  “Oh.  Sorry. I won’t do it again.  I’ll be a good listener.”

A few minutes later another ball comes whizzing past my head….

Mommy:  “Ryan James!  Did I not just say to please stop throwing the ball in the house?”
Ryan:  “But momma.  I didn’t throw it.  I just let it jump out of my hands by itself.”

And there you have it folks.  The ball jumped out of his hands all by itself.  I bet you all wish you were to witness such a sight!

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Over the last week or so I realized that I must refer to Ryan and Owen as “the boys” more often than I thought I did.  Some of the things I’ve been hearing from Ryan recently include:

“Momma.  The boys need some lemonade.”

OR….

“Delta.  Leave the boys alone.  They are eating snack and it’s not for you.”

OR….

“Momma.  The boys need to go for a bike ride.”

OR….

“Daddy.  The boys need to play train tracks.” or….

OR….

“Momma.  The boys need a snack.  Right O-wee?  The boys need a snack? Yes?” (while nodding his head in hopes that Owen will mimic him)

Yep!  The boys.  My boys.

By the way… Jim fits into this category often times too.  Especially when I’m saying…..  “I love my boys!”

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I finally uploaded our Flip videos if you haven’t noticed with all the video posts lately.  The other day I told the boys to clean up the toy room so I could vacuum and much to my surprise, Owen starts picking up the toys while singing:

“eeee-up!  eeeee-up! a-a-a-ah! eeeee-up! eeeee-up!”

And in case you don’t speak O-wee this is the clean-up song.  Clean up!  Clean up!  Everybody, everywhere.  Clean up!  Clean up!

So the other night when I asked him to stop making a mess with his dinner he picked up with food all over the table to put it back in the bowl while singing his new favorite song.

Couldn’t you just squeeze this little man?!  What a personality. He’s so darn cute.  Just like his brother, but in a completely different way.  In so many ways they are so much alike.  And then in other ways they couldn’t be more opposite.  And they are both perfect exactly the way they are.

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Ryan turned three in December 2009 and he knows his alphabet; he can identify all the letters in the alphabet and all of his numbers up to 10; he can count to 20 and to 10 in Spanish.  He knows how to spell his name and does so about 48 times a day.

Every time he sees letters on anything he has to stop to identify each of them and tell us what word starts with that letter.

Ryan:  “Look momma.  An R.  That’s an R for Ryan.”
Mommy:  “Yes Ryan, you are correct.”
Ryan:  “Oh!  And look!  It’s an O.  That’s O for O-wee.”
Mommy:  “Yes Ryan.”

This type of conversation happens over and over and over and over again.  With all the letters that he can find on everything.

In this video he isn’t as fluent as he usually is with his counting and such, but when I take the Flip video out he gets so excited and just can’t wait to actually watch the video so he doesn’t really focus on what he’s supposed to be doing on camera.

And Owen couldn’t be outdone.  He wanted his turn in the spotlight too.

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Uncle Al and Aunt Karen bought this yellow duck for Ryan almost 3 years ago when we were in Philadelphia for a visit.  Throughout the years, both boys have loved it.  They play it over and over and over again.  So much actually that mommy or daddy (usually daddy) ends up hiding it for awhile.

Seriously.  This duck is loud.  And while the first 24 times you hear the song you think oh cute! the remaining 67 times you think annoying! But the boys love it so mommy and daddy tolerate it.  But to be honest we are secretly plotting ways to get back at Uncle Al and Aunt Karen.  But shhhh…. don’t tell them!!

Some of our ideas include:  A surprise visit to Kansas where we’ll drop the boys for the weekend while mommy and daddy escape on vacation elsewhere.  The duck will accompany the boys of course.

Well, that’s really the only one we came up with.  We liked the idea so much we didn’t really go any further with trying to think of others.  I mean, it truly is the perfect plan isn’t it?!  But really, quite honestly the boys do love the duck.  And we all love Uncle Al and Aunt Karen, so it’s all good.  Plus Uncle Al and Aunt Karen sent the boys some really cute (and super soft) little stuffed animals after our family cruise.  And since the boys absolutely love these little animals and trade them back and forth and sleep with them each night and they make no noise whatsoever, we can let the loud and sometimes annoying duck slide for now.

So if you’re happy and you know it clap your hands, stomp your feet and shout hooray!

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Ugh.

On Sunday night I was convinced that this would be a good week.  There was so much potential for it to be good; there really was.  And while it hasn’t been horrible, it certainly hasn’t been good either.

I haven’t slept through a night yet this week.  It’s either been Owen up playing in his crib at 2am.  Or Ryan picking up his monitor in the wee hours of the morning to say “Mommy.  Daddy.  I need to go pee-pee.”  Or work on my mind and keeping me awake.  Or Owen’s eyes.  Yes, you heard it.  Owen’s eyes.

Over the weekend we noticed that Owen’s eyes started crossing a bit again.  Ugh.  The last three weeks have been awesome with absolutely no crossing.  But over the weekend we noticed he started favoring one eye over the other and crossing them.  So on Monday, I called Dr. Lipsky’s office and explained what was going on.  They agreed that we shouldn’t wait another 4 weeks for our follow up appointment and they squeezed Owen into their schedule today in Newnan.  Yes, you heard correctly.  Newnan.

Newnan is about an hour from our house with no traffic.  And don’t forget we live in Atlanta.  So regardless what day of the week it is; what time it is; or what direction you are going there is always traffic.  Always.  And today it happened to be raining buckets with numerous semi trucks on the freeway.  Oh, and they are doing construction on I-85 and down to two lanes; no shoulders; construction cones everywhere.  So all of that combined the drive to/from was super.

Dr. Lipsky and his nurse each did all of their usual tests and screenings.  Owen did fantastic.  He cooperated with all of it and was a happy little camper.  The nurse was very impressed and commented several times how great he was!  He really does cooperate with them and will look where they want him to; do what they tell him to do; and let them move his head around and cover his eyes over and over.

Dr. Lipsky said their is some crossing, but that he’s not ready to throw the towel in (his words) and say the surgery didn’t work.  He just thinks me need to work on it a little more and force his eyes to work correctly.  As he explained, when the surgery is done, most brains will say thank you for fixing this for me; I couldn’t do it on my own.  Owen’s brain isn’t.  But we all know how stubborn Owen can be and he isn’t just going with what should happen.

I can be thankful that all we are having to deal with is alternate eye patching for another 6 weeks.  I get that.  And I am very, very thankful that it isn’t more serious.  But I’m tired right now.  And I wanted this surgery to be successful and to not have to worry about this anymore.  Owen absolutely hates wearing his eye patches now and cries and cries when he sees us coming with one.  Tonight he put his head down on the kitchen table and just cried big ol’ crocodile tears not wanting to wear it.  Breaks my heart.  It certainly doesn’t hurt him to wear it, but it breaks my heart to make him do something he doesn’t like.

Tonight though it was cute because after wearing it for awhile, he took it off and brought it over to me “Momma.  All done.” and he handed the patch to me and walked away.  Ugh.  Mind of his own this little O-wee.

One day down and another 40+ days to go.  Wish us luck.

On a brighter note it is 2 weeks and 2 days until my mom, aunt Nancy and cousin Catherine get here!!  I cannot wait.  I am so excited to have them here for 10 days or so and over Easter!  Ok, I will also admit I’m excited because Jim and I will be going on a date night while they are in town.  They don’t know it yet, but we are.

We are yet to have a free babysitter for a date night.  Seriously.  A free babysitter.  What is that?!  We’ve never had such a thing for a date night.  We either pay a fortune for a sitter so we can escape together for a few hours or we use our babysitting coop and then I’m minus a bazillion points and have to sit for other families in our neighborhood to make up for the few hours we were able to escape for.  Both situations are stressful to me and therefore Jim and I have not had a date night since last November.  And I can’t even tell you when it was before that.  I don’t even remember.

But that’s about to change.  Date night when my mom gets here.  Gosh, I wish my mom lived closer.  And it’s not just because we’d have a free sitter now and then.  But because I know how much Ryan and Owen would enjoy having her around more.  Oh, and Delta too.  Grandma LOVES Delta and spoils her rotten.  And we can’t even talk about cousin Cathy and how every time Delta just looks at her leash Cathy takes her for a walk through the neighborhood.  Yep, Delta has cousin Cathy wrapped around her little paw.  Delta actually starts whining and whimpering and shaking when she sees Cathy each morning because she knows she gets to go walking.

So while we are dealing with alternate eye patching again, I know things could be worse.  I do.  And I’m thankful they are not.

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This week is Dr. Suess’s birthday and Ryan’s class at Woodchase Academy has invited in guest readers all week.  Today, both mommy and daddy went to read to Ryan’s class.  Ryan was so proud he could hardly stand it.

Daddy did the reading (And to Think That I Saw It On Mulberry Street) and mommy was just there for support (and to hold/snuggle Ryan).  Daddy did a great job and the kids enjoyed the book.  Ryan couldn’t stop smiling and hugging/kissing us.  He was very excited.  And very proud.

When I went to pick him up from school, the first thing he said to me was “mommy, thank you for coming to read to me and to read to my friends.  That was SOOOOO nice.”

Of course he had a little prompting with that one.  I didn’t realize that at first when I responded (with a tear in my eye because he was just so sweet) “Your welcome Ryan.  It was SOOOOO fun!  Mommy and daddy had SOOOO much fun.”

He responded with a shrug of the shoulders and “Oh.  Miss Brittany told me to say that.”

Have I mentioned how much I love this kid and how much he makes me laugh?!  Miss Brittany may have prompted him to say that, but I know he meant it.  He said it another 30 times tonight with a huge smile on his face each and every time.  He loved every minute of the special attention he received from mommy, daddy and his friends at school.

He really is a cool kid.

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