Sweet Moments with J and A

We had an excellent Halloween. Trick or treating with the J and A was oh so fun. James was Capt Hook (though he kind of looked like a Patriot, the more I looked at him), and Aaron was a dragon. :)

 

James bored of T or Ting after about six houses, but was perfectly content to walk with the rest of the group eating his Tootsie Pop. What a sport. Aaron fell asleep around the same time. But up until then, they were both happy as can be. Afterward we were invited to the Wallace's house for a family-friendly party. Ghost and pumpkin shaped grilled cheese sandwiches for the kids; skeleton shaped meatloaf and yummy clam chowder and other goodies for the adults. And of course an awesome Duck stomping on USC. WOOOOO!

 

I board a plane tomorrow for Boston (three days) and Seattle (two days). I'm going to miss the boys like crazy! But know they'll be in good hands. I'm thankful that I only have to travel like this once or twice a year for work. Thursday, get here fast!

A quick post so I don't forget: James officially kicked his "cernal" kick today. He can say "cereal" like a big boy. So sad. I will miss him asking, "Mommy, can I please have some strawberry cernal, please?"

 

What's next? Will he stop calling Crystal Light "berry juice?" Will he suddenly call his purple "cozy" a comforter? I sure hope not! I love these little James-isms. Don't grow up too fast, little buddy!!

Oh my, Aaron's big boy cry has come in. This kid can wail! He has woken up a few times the last few nights, and I'm determined not to get him used to more than one bottle a night (in fact, I want to cut the one out too!). But in my effort to let him cry it out, he has become more and more insistent and vocal. For fear of him waking up James and having two upset kids on my hands, I've been going into Aaron's room to help soothe him back to sleep. Part of the problem is he can now move in his crib and when I go in there, he's usually turned sideways with his legs sticking out between the crib bars. Oh mobility. So I change him, get him turned around, and he's still howling that he wants a bottle. No go, kiddo. Neither James nor Aaron have been pacifier babies so it was really lucky that I even had one in the house. I dug around in Aaron's toy bin and found one (yeah probably not the most sanitary but it was 4:30 a.m. - a mom does what she has to). In it went and he liked it! But soon his left arm was flappin' up and down (this is a new development), and if he wasn't smacking himself in the eye (ouch!), he was knocking the pacifier out of his mouth. And once it was out, he'd cry again. I'd put it back in and he'd be instantly soothed, but again the arm would flail spastically. We repeated this pacifier dance for about 10 minutes until I was confident that if it fell out again, he'd not freak out. I sure do wish he'd just find his thumb.

 

On the James front, he's a champ on the potty training front. He is willing and able to do it himself these days. On #2 he's still a bit resistant but once he gets up there and out it comes, he's so very proud of himself. (Total TMI moment, sorry!). He has his occasional #1 accident but they are fewer and farther between.

 

I need to get better at immediately writing down the things James says. I can never remember them by the time I get to this blog. But he's quite the character (as I know you all know) and keeps me laughing or scratching my head most days. :)

 

He and the kids at preschool (Aaron too) go to the pumpkin patch (Baggenstow's) this Friday. I wish so badly that work wasn't so busy so I could take the morning off to go with them. They are also having their fall class photos taken there. Should be super cute. I hope to take him to the pumpkin patch again this weekend so I can experience the fun with him. I'm sure he won't mind, and we all need 6 or 7 pumpkins, right? ;-)

 

 

 

Aaron officially rolled today! He went from his back to his tummy (on his left side) this morning at daycare. Tammy called me at 11:25 and said he'd just done it, and he was evidently quite shocked by it. :) When he suddenly found himself on his tummy, he let out a little whine. While I was on the phone with her, he was going for it again but couldn't quite get over. I'm sure he'll be eager to show me his new found skill tonight at home. When someone at work asked me if I feel bad missing this "first", I told her no, and meant it. Of course I'd love to be there for all the firsts, but know that I can't be and have come to accept that. I love to work, and have to work. It won't be the only time Aaron (and James too) do these things. I'll get to see him roll soon!

 

My big baby is growing so fast!

Aaron is so mellow that even his demanding cry is a meager attempt to get my attention. He woke up around 5am this morning, and trying to stick with doctor's orders, I let him cry it out, hoping he'd put himself back to sleep. But 30 minutes later, he was still crying weakly like a little lost lamb. He's so funny. James has always had a BIG personality, and been demanding. His cries in the night used to send shock-waves through me. Aaron's just make me feel bad about leaving him there because it's such a pathetic cry. (Thankfully though, it's also not enough to wake up James). Eventually I realized he wasn't going to go back to sleep without a feed (and I wouldn't go back to sleep if he was still awake - ah being a mom), so I got up and gave him 4 oz (he usually takes 6). He was satisfied for a bit, but then started to cry again. Sigh. I should have just given into him in the first place. So I changed his diaper, made him another 2 oz, and after that he was happy and sleepy. Too bad for him, he only got to sleep in another 40 minutes before we had to leave the house. :)