Wednesday, May 12, 2010

vocabulary lesson

Let's take a quick tour of the words that Brecken has mastered attempted thus far!

"aite"
You and I would refer to this as a light, but B likes to point at all the "aites" around the house. This was his first word and it hasn't been forgotten.

"ooo!"
Ok, technically not a word, but he says "ooo!" to anything and everything that mystifies him. Which is nearly everything.
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"mOOm-ma-mooom-maaa"
I don't even know if he's talking to me or about me, but he spouts it off like he knows what he's talking about so I just always answer with a "yes, peanut?" in hopes that he'll someday realize that I am, in fact, his "mOOm-ma-mooom-maaa".
but i don't wanna go to bed
"Dah Deeee"
He loves his daddy. And he doesn't spout of "dah deeee" as much as he squeals and kicks his legs and flails himself around every time he's reunited with his pops.

"doc"
He's still a bit freaked out by Zoe - I would be too by an animal that weighs 4 times more than me! But Brecken gives him pats and calls him "doc" (it almost sounds like 2 syllables doc-kkkk) so I think they're forming a loving relationship. :)
"ack-ahhh"
This very closely resembles B's "ack-ahhh", except his has a "bail picker-upper" on the front (sorry to my stepdad, I'm sure it has a more technical name) rather than this front loader thingie. We're working on "grandpa's tractor" and it comes out like "aah-ahhh ack-ahh". We like to play the game "where is your tractor, can you go find your tractor?" when we need to do something without Brecken for 2 minutes. He faithfully returns with his green "ack-ahhh".
 
"uck"
Tonka has the market cornered at our house. We have "ucks" and more "ucks" that Brecken loves to play with!
"ca"
Where would a boy be without his Hot.Wheels? He knows my car too, and he points at it every morning when we go outside. Too funny!

"eye"
This is his best word! He says eye perfectly, and he's so proud of himself when you ask where his eyes are and he can tell you!

Thanks for stopping by to check on us. I have pictures and a better update coming soon, check back! 

Thursday, April 29, 2010

our month in (cell phone) photos

We're really really really bad with capturing Brecken's toddlerhood in photos lately. In April 2009, we took hundreds of photos of our one month old baybee. And April of 2010? Um, maybe 15? Maybe? But our cell phones are always close at hand, so that's what I have to present to you for the month. Lame, I know, must work on this!

So!

We went on walks. All the time. Brecken would live outside if we let him, and I'm not exaggerating.


We sent cell phone photos to grandmas and aunties and thought about how much we missed them. We practiced giving kisses so we're all ready when we see them next week!


We got stuck in laundry baskets:


We got our rally mohawk ready for the spring football game (even though B didn't go):


We took self-portraits:


We oogled over the pretty blooms:

We watched a game that didn't matter, along with 80,000 other fans:

We marveled at some architecture:

We went to a game that did matter, but we lost:

We got sick... all of us. Brecken had a nasty high fever that now is a cough. I have a cough. Joey had a sore throat. But B also got 2 new teeth this month - we're up to 8!

We read books, with hard hats, because book reading can be dangerous!

We found our belly button, and will proudly show it to any interested party.

Hope you had a great month! I can't believe it's MAY!

Friday, April 16, 2010

boot camp

Back in February, Joey and I booked a glorious 7 night trip to Cozumel, Mexico (we got a fabulous deal on the trip, but I'm already dreading being away from Brecken for that long!). We really are very excited about it, but I was convinced I needed to get in a bit better shape for the upcoming beach lounging.

I decided to try out the boot camp that Joey's old trainer, (well he's not that old, Joey just worked with him years ago :o) ) Steve, runs. And it was fantastic. I mean the workout is rediculously intensive. It's worse than any volleyball two-a-days I ever endured in high school, but it's so motivating! After a week I convinced Joey to try it out, and we've both been going for 2 months now! We try to go 3-5 times a week.

Since Joey was diagnosed with diabetes last year, he's lost around 50 pounds! I'm so very proud of him! After B was born I got back to my pre-pregnancy shape quickly, but then I just settled there for almost a year. Now I'm so much stronger and have way more energy than I ever did before. I'm down about 5 lbs since starting boot camp, but I know I've gained a lot of muscle too. I'm pretty buff. (kidding)

Hopefully by the time we go to Mexico we'll both be in even greater shape! I can't wait!

Wednesday, April 7, 2010

Easter!

[I've been posting several smaller posts in a row, so make sure to scroll down to read so you don't miss anything! :)]

Brecken's first Easter came last year when he was just a few weeks old. He was cute indeed, but we didn't even get him a basket (*gasp*) because we didn't see the point in that.

Bebe Easterbuddy:
(ginormous caterpillar courtesy of Grandpa Don and Grandma Sherri. Please note: if you give Brecken a ginormous stuffed animal, chances are he will want to take said animal to your house to play with it there, and the stuffed animal might just take up residence in your house instead of ours. Just ask Grandpa Don and Grandma Sherri. ;o)

What a difference a year makes:

He jumps on any chance he has to go outside:
(when did he turn into such a little big boy?!)

Church was great! After church we tried to get a few family pictures, but the ones of me and B were so dark you can't see us (ahem, Joey), so you just get a cutie one of my favorite dudes:

There was an Easter basket!

And a shape sorter with stacking thingies!

And then we went to Grandpa Don and Grandma Sherri's for lunch. He didn't really "get" the point of the eggs and the basket, but he had fun smacking them together!


We get this "oooo" face all the time - he's forever impressed with his surroundings!

You want me to do WHAT with the eggs?





Shocking, he found another balloon (and then shortly thereafter let it go to the sky)

We hope you all had a fabulous Easter too!

lovebug

I've always been a bit "kissy" with Brecken. I give him at least 45 smooches from the time he wakes up in the morning until I walk out his daycare door without him. I have to make up for all those hours I'm away from him at work, you see.

When he was tiny, we started practicing eskimo kisses. He just giggled for the first 10 months. I mentioned on a previous post that a month or so ago he finally caught on to the eskimo kiss. Well at least the part where he shakes his head back and forth - he doesn't get the nose-to-nose thing yet.

A few weeks ago he started giving real kisses. They're sort of like open-mouthed slobbery messes, he doesn't get the pucker-up part yet. But I'm not complaining, it's the cutest thing ever!

Except for the part where he shared his sinus infection with me from said kisses. Ahem.

Anyway. We've called him Lovebug from the day he was born, and it turns out that's an apt title. The kid loves to love. He'll shower you with hugs and kisses whether he knows you or not. The first thing he does when we get to daycare is go to each kiddo that's already there and give him a squeeze and a kiss. Melts my heart!

And then when we read books to him, he has to kiss every baby/animal/person/tractor/truck on every single page before you can turn it. Don't try to turn the page before he gets his last kiss in, he'll make you wait!

Wait, mom! I have to kiss Ligh.tning McQ.ueen!!

Oh, and we cant forget Mater too!

Bunny, you are the best!

Sunday, March 28, 2010

shiny new floors

When we moved into our house 3 years ago (this week!) we loved the wood floors in the dining room, hallway, and bedrooms. They give our 55 year old house character! Well a year and a half ago, shortly after we found out we were pregnant, I had one of those sleepless midnight thoughts - hey what if there is a wood floor beneath the icky white carpet in the living room too?

If you know me at all, you know I'm not one to let the grass grow beneath my feet when it comes to home improvement projects, especially free ones! We'd wanted to replace the carpet in the living room eventually, but the next morning I woke up pulled the carpet up in the corner a little and sure enough, we had a wood floor in the living room too!

We decided to bite the bullet and just take the carpet out, not fully knowing what the floor would look like underneath. Anything would be better for our baby-on-the-way to crawl on than the white carpet that was in there.

So we got the carpet up and the floors were in pretty rough shape. There were patches where the finish was missing entirely.

Growing up, my great-grandparents had an enormous orange rug in their basement. Really this rug was to me the identity of their house. After being shuffled around, this rug finally made its way to our house and was the perfect accessory to cover up the stained wood floor.


Anyway, fast forward to February and we decided that since Brecken was on the verge of walking, we really wanted to get the floor refinished and that project marked off our to-do list.

We found an awesome local floor company and after a week of not being able to stay in the house, they were done and they are gorgeous! They did a fantastic job.

before:
after:

Brecken approves:

Tuesday, March 23, 2010

smartypants

After Brecken's epic day when he showed me his ears, we had a bit of radio silence following. Joey was out of town for work on the "ears!" day, and I was anxious to show off B's new talent as soon as he returned. But Brecken wasn't interested in showing off to his daddy. At all. I think it took almost another week before we finally got the ear-tug out of B, and I was so proud.

Lately though he's turning into quite the show off! The other day we asked him to "brush his teeth" and he takes his fingers and wiggles them between his lips to make that "finger wiggle" sound. (You know you want to try it now, go ahead, I'll wait. :)

Then we said "How big is Brecken?" and he threw his arms up for "soooo big!".

If you ask for a kiss, he leans into give you an open mouthed, drooly smooch.

And if you ask for an eskimo kiss, he just starts shaking his head back and forth - nevermind the fact that he forgets to put his nose on yours first. :)

It's so fun to watch him grow up, that's a given for any new parent I'm sure. But we're just at the tipping point where he's outgrowing his non-responsive infant self, and turning into a big boy who really can listen and respond to what you're saying. It's so fun.

Not as fun as when he throws himself on the floor because you're not picking him up right. that. instant. Much woe and disdain. It seems like we've hit the terrible twos a wee bit early.

I'll take the woe and disdain, as long as it means I get an eskimo too.

Thursday, March 18, 2010

normal day

I recently stumbled upon this blog, and if you've got a minute to read it, she is amazing. But start with this post. And grab a kleenex first.

Last month Kelle had a post with the following quote, and it moved me. You see I'm kind of someone who wishes my days away a teensy bit. I'm always looking forward to the weekends (aren't we all?) and sort of hoping to speed through the everydays to get there.

But since I read this little gem, I've really been trying to make a conscious effort to stop doing that. To cherish the everydays. Because the normal days are a gift, yet they're not guaranteed.

"Normal day, let me be aware of the treasure you are. Let me learn from
you, love you, bless you before you depart. Let me not pass you by in quest of
some rare and perfect tomorrow. Let me hold you while I may, for it may not
always be so. One day, I shall dig my nails into the earth, or bury my face in
the pillow, or stretch myself taut, or raise my hands to the sky and want, more
than all the world, your return."

I need to find a special place to hang this, so I see it every normal day.

Monday, March 15, 2010

first walk of the spring

Or maybe I should say the last walk of the winter, since Spring finally, officially arrives next weekend! It's been freezing for months and spring seemed so far away.

Brecken got this cute little buggy for his birthday from Grandpa Don and Grandma Sherri and we decided even though it was 48 and cloudy we'd give it a test drive.

And he loved it!

[we have no idea what he did to his head, he's allllll boy though with the bruises and scratches!]

ears!

We've been practicing some of Brecken's body parts over the last few weeks - "this is your NOSE" "this is your EYE!" "these are your EARS". Nose seem to be the easiest and we've been doing that one the most.

So imagine my surprise yesterday afternoon when I said "Brecken, where is your ear?!" and he tugged at his right ear! I was shocked, in a great way!

Thinking it was surely a fluke, I asked him to do it again and sure enough he showed me his right ear.

Then later on while we were killing time in a Wal.mart line, I asked him to show me his ear again and this time he tugged on his left ear! It's so exciting to see him turning into such a little man.

o-n-e!

Brecken turned 1 nine days ago, and we all survived the first birthday party!



We got a few pics taken at Portrait Innovations. They were ok - considering he was a crab monster and so not wanting to smile, I'm happy with them. Definitely not as cute as his newborn photos though.



He's always had his own little personality, but lately it seems like he's really blooming. If I can use a flower metaphor for my son (shh, don't tell his dad). The wheels are turning with every new thing and I can just tell he's trying to figure out how things work. He's still calm and sweet, but he's got a fierce independent streak running lately that simultaneously makes me so proud and horrifies me. If he doesn't get his way it's game over. It's comically pathetic though when he's whining so eventually we win. :)



His actual birthday was pretty uneventful. Mindy, Lee, and Barrett came to see us and we wanted to go to the Children's Museum or something fun, but the day got away from us. We ended up at a random chicken restaurant for lunch and ordered pizza for supper. Oh well, he won't remember it and the rest of us enjoyed the day!



This shirt is courtesy of Brooke who has started her own onesie/t-shirt applique business called bubsicle. Cutest little shirt ever! And the hat is courtesy of my friend Suzy (who also sent me an adorable stamped necklace that says "Queen Bee" on it - LOVE it!)


We think he looks a little Jamaican in this picture with the hat and all. :)



So! The party! This is Brecken and his cousin Barrett. They are 3 months apart. We are in biiig trouble when they are older. :)



B shirt courtesy of the lovely and talented Jen.



I made these cookies. Which may or may not look like mice. The jury is still out.



And this cake. Note to self: next year the cake will require no black food coloring. Also, I will buy clear vanilla extract for the frosting so it doesn't turn cream-colored.



B's cake was just baked in a old Pyrex bowl I had. It's small and perfect.



I got this banner. She was very fast! It may or may not still be hanging up in our living room. Ok, it is. I don't know when I'll take it down.



Cake! Because I know that's what you all came for. Also, I hung yellow ribbons across the window and then paper clipped pics of his first year to them.


Annnd, we're done with cake. Bath time!



Do you see him holding the balloons? Cute huh?



We thought so too until he carried them around for the next 2 days.


He would scream when we tried to take them...


Eventually he forgot about them. Thankfully.

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Um, he's walking. Approximately 1 hour after Barrett arrived he got a bit more serious about taking steps. By his birthday he was walking between places without our prodding. And now he still prefers to be near the couch, etc. but he walks all over the place. Fun! Scary! :)

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His 1 year appointment was a week ago. Other than the 4 shots he got, he was happy! :) He's 25lb 10oz (85th percentile); 31" (90th percentile); and his head is monster as always, 19.5" (above the 97th percentile).

He's right on track for everything he should be doing, development-wise. He only really knows 1 word ("light"), which makes me a wee bit nervous, but our dr. said the normal for words at 12 months is 2 words. So as long as we're in the ballpark, we're fine. He said to expect an explosion of words between now and 15 months, so hopefully he'll be chatty by then. He babbles all the time and we've established that I'm mom and Joey is dad, but he usually says mom-mom-maaaaa when he's playing with his train so I don't know.

I can't wait to see what year 2 brings! If it's anything as amazing as year one, we're in for an awesome ride! Thanks for being there with us on our journey! :)