Month: March 2007

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Kids/Parenting

We’re in a good place

The way I feel about parenting seems to ebb and flow. Some days I can barely go on; some days I can hardly wait for more kids.

We’re in the latter period. Call it our ‘rose’ period. We’re all happy and lovey—like a clan of newlyweds. Plus, with today’s spring-like weather, you can’t help but feel happy.

This is why you should have more kids.

And I guess these don’t hurt either:

I can’t believe it:

Cleaning is fun!
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This is the night, it’s a beautiful night…

Hayden is really falling in love with eating—and eating constantly. (We’re getting out of the seventh percentile!) On the plus side, he is really good about sharing. (Minus side: I don’t want any goldfish crackers, kiddo.)

A few weeks ago, we had a “lady & the tramp” moment. He stuck a little piece of graham cracker in my mouth. I held onto it with my lips and sat there for a moment (probably watching TV). Next thing I know, Hayden has leaned in to get the graham cracker out of my mouth—with his lips.

We didn’t teach him to do this, but he does. We also use things like pens, his medicine bottles and the lid to his snickysnack container (our lips don’t meet on those).


He loves him some food!

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He speaks! Er… He gestures!

It looks like Hayden’s really starting to understand pointing. For example:

  • Yesterday, Ryan let me sleep in a little bit. He and Hayden were playing in the front room. Ryan picked him up and asked him, “Where’s Mama?” Hayden pointed toward the hallway. Ryan carried him to the hallway. “Where’s Mama?” Hayden pointed down the hallway. Ryan carried him down the hallway. “Where’s Mama?” Hayden pointed into our bedroom. Ryan carried him into our bedroom. Hayden starts giggling. “Where’s Mama?” Hayden pointed further inside the bedroom. Ryan carried him further inside the bedroom. “Where’s Mama?” Hayden pointed to . . . the candles. “Silly candles,” we imagined Hayden saying. “They get me every time!” (Then he pointed to me.)
     
  • Today right before his bath, I was standing with him in the doorway and asked him where the bath was. He pointed right to it.
     
  • And my favorite: today I told him I loved him. He looked at me, smiled, and pointed at me as if to say “I love you, too, mama!” And then, to make it even sweeter, he did it again.
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The Mothers-of-Boys Manifesto

It’s time I said something. I have to stand up for all the mothers of little boys out there.

We want adorably outfitted children, too! Yes, there are cute clothes for baby boys, but compared to the selection and cute-itude of baby girl clothes, them’s slim pickins. How many department stores have you been to where the infant/toddlers section has maybe three racks of boys’ clothes and 400 square feet of girls’ clothes?

Easter is the worst. Not only are we innundated with frilly pastel dresses, but even the boys’ selection seems to be all pink and purple—perfectly camouflaged with the girls’ clothes. (I think Hayden could pull it off, but I don’t think Ryan really wants him to!)

And then there’s the hair. Don’t even get me started on the hair.

So today, after Hayden fed himself breakfast:




I fixed his hair:


THERE, mothers of girls with adorable curls, precious pigtails, and beatiful bows and braids. Boys can have their mommies do their hair, too. And it can be perfectly manly.

The best part? His hair stayed like that the rest of the day. I’m telling you: applesauce+yogurt is the next big thing in hair products.