Tuesday, September 20, 2005
Who's your MAMA? That's right, me!
It's finally happened. I'm MAMA!!!! For about 15 minutes last night, while I was trying to eat, naturally, Colter walked around me shouting "MA MA MA MA MA MA." I replied, "MAMA? Who's MAMA?" And he pointed right to me. My heart just melted. I'm officially MAMA! I'm going to cherish this day because I know there will come a day when he's 13 or so and use the same word to tell me he hates me. I know he won't mean it but I better be prepared. I can hear it now, "but why? God Mom, I hate you." Ahhh, cherish today.
Tuesday, September 13, 2005
Letter to the Editor
Dear Colter,
Please, for the love of God and my sanity, stop touching...
the hot stove
touching and licking the garbage can lid
the dishwasher dial
the dvd's
the cd's
anything of Daddy's
any and all remote controls
unraveling and eating the toilet paper
I would appreciate your cooperation in this matter.
Love,
Mommy
Please, for the love of God and my sanity, stop touching...
the hot stove
touching and licking the garbage can lid
the dishwasher dial
the dvd's
the cd's
anything of Daddy's
any and all remote controls
unraveling and eating the toilet paper
I would appreciate your cooperation in this matter.
Love,
Mommy
Friday, September 09, 2005
Seriously...
Where the hell are the rest of your teeth?!? You barely had one in April, and you still only have those same cute little four front teeth and two bottoms. You holdin' out on us? Let's see some more chiclets! It's already autumn!
Thursday, September 08, 2005
Check, check, check...1, 2, 3
Now that you’ve accomplished walking, running and climbing and added “bat (bath)” to your repertoire, it’s time to conquer the fork. I’ve been giving you the fork to play with while you’re eating for some time now. You love the fact that I’ll say “stab,” then playfully stab the fruit or stabable object and hand you the fork to put said object in mouth. You’re actually quite good at aiming for your mouth. You still have both eyes after all.
Last night was a turning point for you. You actually wanted to stab the fruit yourself and put it in your mouth! Unfortunately the fruit was a bit slippery and hard to stab, thus the frustration set in. Don’t worry little man, we’ll try again.
Favorite foods this week:
Peas, peas, peas
Raisins, raisins, rasins
New skills:
Putting the puzzle pieces in and screaming at the decibel of an airplane
Putting shapes into the shape sorter
Last night was a turning point for you. You actually wanted to stab the fruit yourself and put it in your mouth! Unfortunately the fruit was a bit slippery and hard to stab, thus the frustration set in. Don’t worry little man, we’ll try again.
Favorite foods this week:
Peas, peas, peas
Raisins, raisins, rasins
New skills:
Putting the puzzle pieces in and screaming at the decibel of an airplane
Putting shapes into the shape sorter
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