Saturday, February 9, 2013

Dinner

I came home from work today and Van was eating dinner.
I sat down next to him to eat too.
"So mom," he says, "did you have a great day?"
I told him I did and asked if he did as well.
"yeah" he said.
I sat down next to him with a full plate of food, but I told him I might open a new can of green beans because they were all gone.
He handed me one of each thing off his plate (this included mashed potatoes,
rice and beans, chicken and green beans. All with his hands).
Then he said, "You eat all of that, and then I will give you some more."


Walk for Warmth

Svea and some friends threw me an awesome baby shower last night, but I think I might get some pictures from Svea, so I want to wait to post about it until then.

This morning Van and I did United Way's Walk for Warmth. It was a little tough because around the course there was a playground so we got distracted there, and I ended up cutting it short because I had to carry him part of the way (not easy at 37 weeks). But it was still a fun morning.
We came downtown early to sign up then had breakfast at a local coffee shop that is right around the corner from my office.




Van is 'spelling' everyone's name he knows in a big line. He'll put a lot of random letters together and then read it to me. One time it said. 
"Van is a very good boy"
He also wanted me to spell Finn's name and then he put it next to his. Then he read. 'Finn is a great boy. but he is a bad boy and bites me sometimes.'

Saturday, February 2, 2013

2/2/2013

Quotes from today.

6:30 AM Saturday morning.
"Come on mama!" Van says, "Daddy, you go back to sleep."
why does he get the easy job?
Alamo is going crazy like he usually does first thing in the morning.
"Mama, I think mo man loves you" Van says.

***

Van sits on the back of the couch and drums on my head. I have a cold and a headache so I tell him to stop. So he tries other things with my head like, 'wiggle your head, wiggle your head. shake your head, shake your head' I yell at him and tell him to stop.
He gets down and looks at me and says, "mama, why are you not happy?"
I tell him my head hurts.
"where?"
I say the whole thing.
"oh" he says, and leans over and smooches my forehead.


***

Van wakes up from his nap and walks sleepily upstairs with his blanket. He sees me on the couch and comes to snuggle on my lap.
"Medicine" he says pitifully.
"You need medicine? do you feel yucky? what hurts?"
"My tummy hurts. And that's why," he pauses for dramatic effect, then says very seriously, "I need some candy."

***

I feel so lucky to have him in my life. Love that little man.



Esther's room

Svea painted flowers on the tree to change Van's room into Esther's room. Beautiful!


36 weeks

36 weeks! So close and yet so far away.
Van was born at 37 weeks so I'm trying to be prepared, but I think Esther will hang out a little longer. I bet I'll be able to make a 38 week picture. My doctors appointment for 36 weeks is on Monday so I'll post if I learn anything new.


Sunday, January 27, 2013

Dinosaur movies

Van loves watching 'scary' dinosaur movies. That means those dinosaur documentaries, where they talk about fossils but have clips of dinosaurs throughout. He gets bored with the parts of people talking, he'll say, "more dinosaurs, less people."
But he has picked up some words and topics that result in interesting questions.

On fossils

"Momma, why do dinosaurs turn into fossils? Why do they do that."

On Echoes

Van: "Momma, tell me a story about when you was little and an echo was chasing you"
Me: "Van an echo isn't an animal, it's just a sound. It's like if you say, 'HELLO' and you hear 'Hello... hello...hello'" So an echo is when you say something and hear the same thing you said reflected back at you."
Van: 'Momma, tell me a story about when you was little and an echo was biting you."

oh well.

or

"momma, where do echos live? what do they eat?"




Sunday, January 20, 2013

Camera Man

Here are some pictures of Van. The reason they are neat is because Andy had just given him a compass key chain.

He was so pleased with it that he brought me the camera and asked me to take a picture of him with it.

Then he set up a series of pictures. 'Mom take a picture of me with this screwdriver. Now of me biting this crayon. etc.'

Here are the results








Originally I didn't want to take a picture of him biting a crayon, but I let him direct the shots and I think I like this one best.