Today I got a little sentimental for a silly reason. My friend Holly and I took our kids to the movie theater for a free showing of Madagascar 2. (A brilliant idea that Holly had since it's 105 degrees today, and by the way, she is full of these fabulous ideas :) Anyway, this morning while I was getting Grayson dressed I suddenly remembered a page in his baby book for all of his "firsts". When he was just a baby, I specifically remember looking at the spot titled "First Movie" and thinking "Well, that will be a loooong time before I fill that one in. It will be forever before he has the attention span for that!" At the theater, I got a little teary eyed as I looked over at him sitting in the seat beside me drinking his juice and loving every minute. Sniff sniff. (Of course, it only lasted 45 minutes before he decided that crawling under the seats and playing on the stairs was way more fun. Good thing it was free. And he had a nice full-blown temper tantrum on the way out to the car. So lovely :)
Update on "I Spy"...Grayson's latest obsession with this game turned into some clever manipulation last night. After dinner, Grayson broke out with "I spyyyy sumptin cookies, Mama. See sumptin cookies?" I had to give him props for the effort :)
Wednesday, July 08, 2009
Monday, July 06, 2009
I Spy
I died laughing the other morning when I heard Grayson in his crib playing "I Spy" by himself. Here's how it went, word for word...
"I spyyyy...sumptin bwack. See sumptin bwack?" Then, a short pause. "That's it!" he cried. Hahaha! I guess he found the bwack thing he had spied. Genius.
And when Pappy plays "I Spy" with him now, he knows the answer to Pappy's version of "I spy something sweet." Grayson obviously responds with the correct answer... "Grayson!" I can't wait for the day when Grayson tries to explain to Pappy that sweet isn't a color.
Grayson has been such a big helper lately and helps me put Maya in her crate before we leave the house, and then helps get her out when we get home. There is often a one-sided conversation during the process of course. This morning it went like this,
"Bye Maya Pants! We go to the grocewy store. See you wayter!" And then, when we got back he said "Hi Maya Pants! I got a sucka at grocewy store. Need to go peepee?" He doesn't care that Maya never responds.
"I spyyyy...sumptin bwack. See sumptin bwack?" Then, a short pause. "That's it!" he cried. Hahaha! I guess he found the bwack thing he had spied. Genius.
And when Pappy plays "I Spy" with him now, he knows the answer to Pappy's version of "I spy something sweet." Grayson obviously responds with the correct answer... "Grayson!" I can't wait for the day when Grayson tries to explain to Pappy that sweet isn't a color.
Grayson has been such a big helper lately and helps me put Maya in her crate before we leave the house, and then helps get her out when we get home. There is often a one-sided conversation during the process of course. This morning it went like this,
"Bye Maya Pants! We go to the grocewy store. See you wayter!" And then, when we got back he said "Hi Maya Pants! I got a sucka at grocewy store. Need to go peepee?" He doesn't care that Maya never responds.
Wednesday, July 01, 2009
Don't let the door hit you on the way out, Mom!
Last night, I had plans to eat dinner with friends, so David and Grayson were going to hang out at home together for a little father/son bonding. As I was getting ready, David was bracing himself for the usual crying and meltdown that Grayson does when he sees me leave, which is always worse around dinnertime because he's tired anyway. To keep the drama down, I try to keep my exits pretty nonchalant. I had just been spelling and motioning to David that I was about to L-E-A-V-E...so get ready!
Just then, Grayson looks at me and says "Bye Mom." And then goes about his business like he could care less who I was or wear I was going. He even threw in a extra touch and blew me a kiss on my way out the door. David and I jaw's dropped. I didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
I mean, really? As a stay-at-home mom I know I need healthy breaks from him to keep my sanity, and I figured the day would come when he would get sick of me too. But 2 1/2, really? To make myself feel better, before I had hit the end of the driveway, I decided that secretly he can spell and just likes to mess with our minds.
Just then, Grayson looks at me and says "Bye Mom." And then goes about his business like he could care less who I was or wear I was going. He even threw in a extra touch and blew me a kiss on my way out the door. David and I jaw's dropped. I didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
I mean, really? As a stay-at-home mom I know I need healthy breaks from him to keep my sanity, and I figured the day would come when he would get sick of me too. But 2 1/2, really? To make myself feel better, before I had hit the end of the driveway, I decided that secretly he can spell and just likes to mess with our minds.
Sunday, June 28, 2009
Oh Grayson
So I've thought many times in the past month "Oh Grayson. I have GOT to put that on the blog!" And yet, here I am, only remembering a few of them. So I will share what I have and hopefully refine my blogging skills soon.
Grayson cracked us up today when we were walking into church and David asked him what he was going to do while he was there. Grayson replied, "I play with toooysss, eat Goldfishhhh, and learn about Jesusss." Hahahaha! David and I joked that they should serve Goldfish to the adults too.
I forgot to post this on my last post, but Grayson has the habit of repeating words sometimes. I guess that is common for kids, don't know. He seems to only do it when he is really trying to drive a point home. For several months he would walk up to me and say "Hi Mommy Mommy!" It made me laugh every time which is probably why he kept doing it. And the other day, I got the triple threat..."What we do next Mommy Mommy Mommy?" Woah.
Yesterday was Maya's 4th birthday and all day long Grayson was singing "Happy Dirtday to Maya Pants".
Last weekend David was out of town so Grayson and I spent time out in Arlington. Pappy took us out on the boat and Grayson really wanted to tube. I had a few reservations about letting a 2 1/2 year old tube, but here we are...
Monday, April 20, 2009
Cartoons and Cuddling
Poor little Grayson got a fever yesterday morning and has had one all day today too. He's been pretty lethargic and keeps saying "Hold you Mama". That's toddlerese for "please hold me".
We spent most of the day on the couch watching cartoons and cuddling. I must admit, as sad as I was that he isn't feeling well, I can't think of a much better way to spend a Monday. He's still got a little spunk though because tonight after I gave him a dose of Tylenol he said, "Mmmmm, liciuos. Dank you mama!" David and I laughed because we didn't even know he knew the word, delicious. I guess this is an instance that I'm really glad he likes anything remotely sweet and sugary.
We spent most of the day on the couch watching cartoons and cuddling. I must admit, as sad as I was that he isn't feeling well, I can't think of a much better way to spend a Monday. He's still got a little spunk though because tonight after I gave him a dose of Tylenol he said, "Mmmmm, liciuos. Dank you mama!" David and I laughed because we didn't even know he knew the word, delicious. I guess this is an instance that I'm really glad he likes anything remotely sweet and sugary.
Wednesday, April 15, 2009
Inspiration
When David and I first started talking about having kids David once made me laugh out loud by saying, "I really hope we have a kid with my personality and your hair." Since what he was saying wasn't as arrogant as it sounds, I'll translate for you. Pretty much he wanted a kid with a crazy personality and crazy hair.
Thanks for that one David.
Regardless, that is what God decided to bless us with. Even though Grayson is barely over 2, we are pretty sure he has inherited both of those traits from him good ole mom and pop. So, these are some of Grayson's "moments" that inspired this blog in the first place. I don't want to forget them. In random order...
-Almost every morning while Grayson is eating breakfast he says "Cheers!" and he clinks his sippy cup of milk to my cup of coffee (carefully of course). My mom taught him that one when we lived with them.
-I'm convinced Grayson would stay outside all day long if I let him. Favorite activities include driving his firetruck, swinging, cooking food in his playhouse, walking up to the school by our house with David and doing the steps and ramps, and pretending to drive our cars and pushing all of the buttons. (I can't count the number of times I turn on my car and the radio blares, and the blinkers and windshield wipers start going!)
-Grayson loves to go on "Bamboo Adventures" with his Pappy. And occassionally other people get invited.
-Lately, Grayson has gotten pretty bossy in the car. I guess he has a good sense of direction because he generally knows where we are and if he doesn't like the destination he'll say "No, that way!!!!" and point in the direction he wants to go. Maybe we should mix things up a bit and go to different places for a change.
-I love that the other day Grayson dragged his Bibi into his room to show her all his toys and looked at us and said "Out!" He's two and we are already cramping his style.
-Six times now, I have walked into his room after his nap and found him pant less and diaper less. Sometimes with the added bonus of poo smeared everywhere. Six times he has gotten punished for this. You think he would learn. Maybe he senses the dilemma in my head of whether to laugh hysterically or start dry heaving.
-Grayson was a late walker and talker. Now he is making up for lost time, since he rarely slows down or meets a stranger. He loves to wave and talk to everyone we meet at the store, the dry cleaning lady, and pretty much anyone who will listen. He greets me every morning from his crib, before I even turn on the light, with a very loud "Hi Mama! Do today?" (which means, what are we going to do today?) He then rushes out of the room to go find Maya, our dog, and greets her with a very long sentence about random things. She is not a morning dog, so she just sits there and listens patiently and gives him a short happy lick when he is done. The whole thing makes me laugh every morning, which is no small feat since I usually haven't had a cup of coffee yet.
-I love that Grayson yells "Ellie! Anna!" everytime we see the Shelton girls, which is at least 2-3 times a week. He also threw a huge temper tantrum yesterday when he decided he would rather go home with them in their car rather than with me. Lovely.
-I love that Grayson gets to frequently play with his cousins Will and Anna Lee. I am somewhat fearful of the shenanigans they will get themselves into one day. Hopefully, Grayson won't be the instigator.
-I love that when we go out to eat with Holman's, we can sit Grayson and Cooper by each other and they totally entertain each other.
-Grayson says "nack" for snack, and "nake" for snake. Common kid stuff. I almost lost it the other night when David was sounding out "snack" for him, and he matter of factly looked at David and said "Nack, that's right Dada." Like, he was proud of David for saying it correctly. Ha.
-Grayson has one huge sweet tooth. He devours anything with a trace amount of sugar in it. He would shake his Easter eggs and say "Candy?" and if they didn't rattle he would throw them down until he found one that did.
-If he hears something out of the ordinary his eyes get real big and he will stick one finger up in the air and say "Hear it?"
-I love that Aunt Lele (my sister Leslie) can do no wrong in his eyes. Everything is hilarious when she does it. And that he prefers to hold her hand vs. mine when we are out and about.
-When asked who his favorite dada is he replies "Dada David" and favorite mama "Mama WeeAnn". He also calls for us by name from his crib sometimes. Weird.
-Some mornings when he wakes up before me I hear him call from his crib "Maaamaaaaa...wake up!!!"
-If our parents babysit for us, he is often heard saying the next morning "Bibi, are you?" or "G, are you?" (Which means, where are you? Come get me now).
-I love that everyday Grayson asks to go to school or music class. And to play with Play Doh. In that order. Before I have even lifted him out of his crib.
Obviously, I love his one-liners from his crib and I promise I don't leave him in there all the time. It was after hearing some of these funny things from his little self, that got me thinking "I have to write this down!"
Thanks for that one David.
Regardless, that is what God decided to bless us with. Even though Grayson is barely over 2, we are pretty sure he has inherited both of those traits from him good ole mom and pop. So, these are some of Grayson's "moments" that inspired this blog in the first place. I don't want to forget them. In random order...
-Almost every morning while Grayson is eating breakfast he says "Cheers!" and he clinks his sippy cup of milk to my cup of coffee (carefully of course). My mom taught him that one when we lived with them.
-I'm convinced Grayson would stay outside all day long if I let him. Favorite activities include driving his firetruck, swinging, cooking food in his playhouse, walking up to the school by our house with David and doing the steps and ramps, and pretending to drive our cars and pushing all of the buttons. (I can't count the number of times I turn on my car and the radio blares, and the blinkers and windshield wipers start going!)
-Grayson loves to go on "Bamboo Adventures" with his Pappy. And occassionally other people get invited.
-Lately, Grayson has gotten pretty bossy in the car. I guess he has a good sense of direction because he generally knows where we are and if he doesn't like the destination he'll say "No, that way!!!!" and point in the direction he wants to go. Maybe we should mix things up a bit and go to different places for a change.
-I love that the other day Grayson dragged his Bibi into his room to show her all his toys and looked at us and said "Out!" He's two and we are already cramping his style.
-Six times now, I have walked into his room after his nap and found him pant less and diaper less. Sometimes with the added bonus of poo smeared everywhere. Six times he has gotten punished for this. You think he would learn. Maybe he senses the dilemma in my head of whether to laugh hysterically or start dry heaving.
-Grayson was a late walker and talker. Now he is making up for lost time, since he rarely slows down or meets a stranger. He loves to wave and talk to everyone we meet at the store, the dry cleaning lady, and pretty much anyone who will listen. He greets me every morning from his crib, before I even turn on the light, with a very loud "Hi Mama! Do today?" (which means, what are we going to do today?) He then rushes out of the room to go find Maya, our dog, and greets her with a very long sentence about random things. She is not a morning dog, so she just sits there and listens patiently and gives him a short happy lick when he is done. The whole thing makes me laugh every morning, which is no small feat since I usually haven't had a cup of coffee yet.
-I love that Grayson yells "Ellie! Anna!" everytime we see the Shelton girls, which is at least 2-3 times a week. He also threw a huge temper tantrum yesterday when he decided he would rather go home with them in their car rather than with me. Lovely.
-I love that Grayson gets to frequently play with his cousins Will and Anna Lee. I am somewhat fearful of the shenanigans they will get themselves into one day. Hopefully, Grayson won't be the instigator.
-I love that when we go out to eat with Holman's, we can sit Grayson and Cooper by each other and they totally entertain each other.
-Grayson says "nack" for snack, and "nake" for snake. Common kid stuff. I almost lost it the other night when David was sounding out "snack" for him, and he matter of factly looked at David and said "Nack, that's right Dada." Like, he was proud of David for saying it correctly. Ha.
-Grayson has one huge sweet tooth. He devours anything with a trace amount of sugar in it. He would shake his Easter eggs and say "Candy?" and if they didn't rattle he would throw them down until he found one that did.
-If he hears something out of the ordinary his eyes get real big and he will stick one finger up in the air and say "Hear it?"
-I love that Aunt Lele (my sister Leslie) can do no wrong in his eyes. Everything is hilarious when she does it. And that he prefers to hold her hand vs. mine when we are out and about.
-When asked who his favorite dada is he replies "Dada David" and favorite mama "Mama WeeAnn". He also calls for us by name from his crib sometimes. Weird.
-Some mornings when he wakes up before me I hear him call from his crib "Maaamaaaaa...wake up!!!"
-If our parents babysit for us, he is often heard saying the next morning "Bibi, are you?" or "G, are you?" (Which means, where are you? Come get me now).
-I love that everyday Grayson asks to go to school or music class. And to play with Play Doh. In that order. Before I have even lifted him out of his crib.
Obviously, I love his one-liners from his crib and I promise I don't leave him in there all the time. It was after hearing some of these funny things from his little self, that got me thinking "I have to write this down!"
Explanation
I started a blog in 2006 right before Grayson was born. Then, Grayson was born.
After the blur of several moves, a complete house remodel, and several job changes, I kind of started thinking about it again. Kind of.
But since we live really close to almost all of our family now, I didn't see the purpose. So like most things I get outspoken about, I stuck my foot in mouth a few too many times about stay-at-home moms who blog. Ouch. You can chalk that one up right behind me saying I would never be a nurse, get married right after college, or the one time I told a friend "Why would you ever want to live in Missouri?"
(Um, we did for 5 years. And it wasn't bad.)
So, I would like to recant my previous obnoxious statements about blogging. Please don't judge me.
With all that said, I'm not sure how I'll use this blog. I know some use theirs to stay connected, encourage others, or journal their feelings. I think my main purpose will be to record the hilarious and not so hilarious moments of Grayson's life that I know I won't ever want to forget. And even though I love the idea of cute scrapbooks, that is just not me. I'm a task oriented, right-brained kind of girl and I'm pretty sure Leslie got both our portions of creativity. So basically, I just want it written down so I can go back and remember. And, to repeat my tag line...
I type faster than I write. Plus it's legible.
After the blur of several moves, a complete house remodel, and several job changes, I kind of started thinking about it again. Kind of.
But since we live really close to almost all of our family now, I didn't see the purpose. So like most things I get outspoken about, I stuck my foot in mouth a few too many times about stay-at-home moms who blog. Ouch. You can chalk that one up right behind me saying I would never be a nurse, get married right after college, or the one time I told a friend "Why would you ever want to live in Missouri?"
(Um, we did for 5 years. And it wasn't bad.)
So, I would like to recant my previous obnoxious statements about blogging. Please don't judge me.
With all that said, I'm not sure how I'll use this blog. I know some use theirs to stay connected, encourage others, or journal their feelings. I think my main purpose will be to record the hilarious and not so hilarious moments of Grayson's life that I know I won't ever want to forget. And even though I love the idea of cute scrapbooks, that is just not me. I'm a task oriented, right-brained kind of girl and I'm pretty sure Leslie got both our portions of creativity. So basically, I just want it written down so I can go back and remember. And, to repeat my tag line...
I type faster than I write. Plus it's legible.
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