Tuesday, March 25, 2008
Monday, March 24, 2008
Stay tuned for my reality check post next week on how it all actually went down.
Friday, March 21, 2008
A funny thing that has happened while I've been really busy is that Carson has gotten really into playing on the computer. Our favorite website for him is PBS kids, because it is easy to maneuver around and I am pretty confident the content is safe for him. For a long time, he would sit on our "yaps" and we would look at the games, pictures, songs, etc. Then we ended up going to the Curious George pages a LOT--it has a lot of games on it. He got really comfortable with moving the mouse and clicking on what he wants. So, I started teaching him how to get from one game back to the "games" menu page, and on every page there is a big icon for PBSkids which takes him back to the Main page menu. But I usually was still called to the computer every 2 minutes or so to help--usually because the game was too hard for him (they're mostly preschool level). Here is a little video from about a week and a half ago, when we made a big breakthrough. I left the room and Carson had chosen and clicked on a game by himself. When I walked in, his face lit up and he said "I yike this game! It not too hard! I do it myself!" The big breakthrough was that he was not just clicking, but clicking and dragging. Sheesh. On this particular video, he had trouble at the end and got frustrated.
Since then, the time slots of him working alone have increased. This morning, Carson woke up at 6:27. boo. He was WIDE awake, and Trent and I were NOT. So, we brought him in our room (where the computer is now) and I set him up on the computer with a little lamp on while we dozed 10 feet away. I didn't hear from him again until 6:50! I would have rather kept sleeping longer, but it was a marvelous little snooze button. It's also a little scary thinking my 2 year old is on the computer by himself. What is in store for this generation and technology?
Wednesday, March 19, 2008
It is quite humorous listening to Carson work on learning the English language. One of the phrases we are working on is "WHO is that?" Whenever I get off the phone, he says "What was that?" And I gently correct him.
Another tough thing is gender pronouns. We've watched Mike's ski video several times. If you haven't seen it, it is basically Mike making several attempts at a jump. EVERY time Mike makes the run, Carson says: "What her name?" And I say: "What's HIS name? That's Uncle Mike." Another run, 3 seconds later. "What her name?" "That's still Uncle Mike." And on and ON and ON!! "They are ALL Uncle MIKE! It's just him, over and over! GOT IT!?!?" Nope. He doesn't have it. "What her name?" So last time I just started making up who was behind the ski mask. "That's Uncle Chad." "Oh. Yeah," he says. "That's Clifford. That's Grandma JoJo. That's Baby Jack." Nothing...still "What her name?" every single time. Sigh.
And one more for those of you patient enough to still be reading. Yesterday we were playing in C's room and I was pretending to go to bed. (A favorite game of this tired preggo.) He would tuck me in and then he started saying "Nigh-night. Stay in your bed. Jesus is with you. Be quiet. I'll check on you. I love you." Which made me crack up, because those are all things we have said to him when he is going to bed. Sharp little memories, those 2 year olds.
Sunday, March 16, 2008
*Still pregnant. 24 weeks, I think. Lots of little kicks and punches inside. Big brother is ridiculously cute about it all, wanting lots of kisses for his little sister. Today he even wrapped up a one-dollar coin for her in a kleenex and brought it to my tummy.
* Three papers down and one (BIG) one left! Two weeks of online class done and one to go.
*Operation Big Boy Bed has had some successes and setbacks. Fortunately, the novelty is wearing off, which is a start. Bed time goes more smoothly than nap time, and I've spent more than a few minutes lying in the bed WITH our big boy. And of course, usually I fall asleep too. It's much more comfortable than the floor next to the crib, which sometimes happened!
*Missing all the blog correspondence, so everyone else keep posting! (Especially pics of my nephew, please.)
Tuesday, March 11, 2008
What we did NOT expect was to step outside of the BBQ for a few minutes, then come back inside to see our moms holding hands and for one (I can't remember which) to say with glee: "Guess what?!? We're RELATED!" I can only imagine the blank stare and dropped jaw look on our faces. Did this mean we had to break up? Why were they so happy? Turns out if you go back five "great's," then his mom and I are the same generation of a family line. This was unsettling for me, but downright annoying for my dear, commitment-phobe husband. He was hoping our parents would meet, be cordial, and then go their own ways until we either broke up or got married 7 years down the road. To have them LIKE each other and be RELATED was not in his plans. Of course, our first question was...what does this mean? We all pretty much agreed that the relation is so far back that hopefully it wouldn't gross anyone out and that if we ever had kids (the discussion of which, at that point, also sent Trent into cold sweats) hopefully they wouldn't be deformed.
Obviously it did not stop us from getting married (5, not 7 years later), we have had one beautiful, non-deformed child, and other than a not-so-subtle reminder from Trent's uncle every time we see him, it hasn't really come up. Then last night Trent was going through a bunch of stuff his mom gave him from their house. Stuff like his high school yearbooks, pictures of old girlfriends (thrown away, thank you very much) and some family memorablia. One of the things--from HIS family--was an old Bible from 1881 signed from father to son, John Mulkey to J.F. Mulkey, if I'm reading the handwriting right. Mulkey is MY family's name! It's my mom's maiden name. To see that name on stuff coming from Trent's family was just a little reminder that our children's family tree doesn't branch out exactly like most people's! Ha! We both looked at each other with these awkward smiles and thanked the Lord that Carson has only one head and all his limbs. I guess it's just God's sense of humor to have us find each other in a world of non-relatives.
Thursday, March 06, 2008
Here I'm pretty sure he is explaining the news to anyone within earshot.
I will spare you the details of the decision/discussion on toddler bed vs. twin bed, as well as the victory of finding a total steal on the bed and a dresser ($150 for both!), and especially the insane headache that was putting together the bed and the dresser, which reminded me why it was such a great deal. I will tell you that the first night in the bed was NOT good. It took over 3 hours for Carson to fall asleep from the time we started our nightly bedtime ritual. (He kept crying: "I want my crib!" and ended up sleeping on the crib mattress on the floor NEXT to the big bed.) Last night was night #2 and it went a little better (45 minutes), and he slept IN the big bed. We're hoping this is a trend that continues. Thank you all for your genuine or feigned interest in the minutiae of our lives. Now...back to my schoolwork.
Tuesday, March 04, 2008
Saturday, March 01, 2008
Each person who received the special award had to have a mini photo-shoot.
In the limo after dinner, holding his award.