Try It, You'll Like It!

New words that Erick has surprised me with:

Choo choo -he's obsessed with Thomas the Train and other locomotives.
Juice (sounds like choo) -he loves to drink it, but it comes with a very sore price.
Shoe (sounds like choo and juice) -he loves to wear them while all other children take them off.
Ribbit -he mimics yet another animal.
Book -yeah, I didn't even know he knew what a book was since he is so into sports.
Peek-a-boo -he got this from a book that Adam has been reading to him at night.
Baby -he knows that Tripp is a baby, but he still calls him Mew mew sometimes, that's his word for cat. Apparently Tripp cries like one.

Life is getting more normal, except I am doing some new things. I have a friend that asked if I would like to go walking with her the other morning. Then she invited me to work out with her the morning after that and the next as well. Later that particular day, I was ready to tell her I couldn't come on a regular basis. Not because I can't do the work out, but because it is sooooo early. I also won't have time to do any house work, because I leave directly from her home to babysit and I wouldn't get home until late. But then I thought, I said at least a million times during my pregnancy that I would work out regularly after having the baby. I see now that I have motivation in this friend, and we plan to work out together 3 days a week. 3 out of 7 isn't bad, considering one is a day of rest and worship. I'm also going to try out this new way of eating that is promoted by a guy on TLC. I can't remember his name, but I have another friend who is doing that with me. So hopefully, in the future I will be able to put a before and after picture of a more fabulous looking me.

Lil' Adam

What a cutie! This post is dedicated to my loving husband, who even with all of his quirks, is the perfect match for me. He defends my right as a wife and mother. He has no qualms about my money-budgeting, which usually does now allow for his desires to splurge. ( I hate to tell him no when he's the one that makes the money.) He stills thinks I'm the most beautiful woman, even after having two kids. He also thinks that I am smart, which is great! Because even though he never takes my advice until he gets a second opinion, he always says that I'm right about everything. He doesn't make it a competition. It helps to never rub it in his face. I know that he would die for me, if ever the situation existed, but I know he would rather neither of us ever have to be without the other. He's my best friend, and I would rather hang out with him than anyone else. He is very Christ-like, because he never judges me. Sometimes I can be so critical, but he never really is with me, and I should always be very thankful for that. I love him with all my heart.

What a Day for a Daydream

This was a pretty cute day for Erick and me. We go and meet my sister Sarah's kids after school everyday, and we stay and play with them until their parents get home. I help them with their homework and all that stuff. Sometimes they think that I'm harder than the teacher is, but they're smart kids.



Erick and I wait at the end of the driveway to meet James and Katie. Now that we've been doing this for a little while, every time that Erick sees a school bus, he yells, "Katie!" I thought it was funny at first, and now it's even more so because he's actually calling for James, but it's easier for him to say Katie.Much to James' chagrin.



There is also a cat that lives next door and Erick absolutely loves cats. Well, at least this one. And he calls it by putting his hands on his cheeks and clicking his tongue.



Erick also thinks that among his many talents that skateboarding is one of them.







Tripp had a great day too!

Backpack

Have I mentioned yet just how much Erick loves Dora the Explorer? And Go, Diego Go and the Backyardigans and Yo Gabba Gabba. All this followed up by Spongebob Squarepants.
Dora is great for his little growing brain. He likes to clap along with the songs and when Backpack asks which things Dora needs, he'll say no at the appropriate times, usually just copying me though.He loves backpack so much, that we had to get him one.I didn't really want him to have a purple backpack though, so he has Diego's orange rescue pack, but we still call it backpack.I pack his diapers in it and he puts all his cars in it when we go places. He says, "Backpack, backpack," and when he first got it, he would absolutely NOT take it off. Which was annoying a little, because it wasn't really meant to be worn (it held some card games or something) and so the straps were too small to actually fit onto Erick's back. He totally did not care, but you could tell it was uncomfortable, because he kind of hunched over due to the backpack being hiked up to his neck. I, being the most wonderful and talented of all Moms(no offense to other great moms), bought some elastic and lengthened out the straps and now it fits great and still looks proportional to his body, which I would find amusing but would still bug me if it didn't.





Diego is the male equivalent to Dora's character. He likes the music in the beginning, but he isn't as enthusiastic about this as he is about Dora.




The Backyardigans are a group of imaginative... mammals? I don't know for sure, I mean some of them are actual animals, but one is an alien, maybe, or something crazy like that. Her name is Uniqua if that gives you a clue. Anyway, they have lots of fun adventures in their backyards and Erick knows how to be a pirate because of them... "Arggg."




Yo Gabba Gabba used to bother me a lot. Mainly because of DJ Lance Rock and the way he flails about, watch it and you'll see.He's the one dressed up all in orange. But I do kind of like all the songs that they have and it is pretty educational in a social way. Like don't eat things off the ground, don't hit your friends, and sharing. They're pretty catchy.Rachel bought Tripp a new outfit that was a little too big, but it has green and blue stripes and when Tripp wears it, he looks like the little green monster on the show. I thought that was pretty cute.


And of course Spongebob, which I think Erick knows how to say, but it comes out sounding a lot like backpack. And I have to admit it, I like watching Spongebob. It tickles my fancy. Adam watches it too, almost to a fault because he won't do anything until a commercial break, even thought it's a re-run.


I kind of felt a little guilty about letting Erick watch so much TV, but I interact a lot with the shows to help Erick learn, and I swear that he is already speaking some chinese from that new show Ni hao Kai-lan, yeah there's another show.


ps.click on the names of Backpack in the first paragraph and the other names of the shows for links.

Home Videos

Ok, so we just got the software needed to take the pictures and videos off my phone. Here are the candid shots you've been missing out on. I apologize for my outrageous country accent.

Blowing Kisses 8-22-07

Playing in the Rain 9-14-07

High Steppin' 10-11-07

Bobble-head Erick 2-19-08

Nosey

Sleepless in the Cradle

Ok, it's actually a bassinet, but still. Today is my first time on my own with Erick and Tripp. Adam was off a whole week, and Mom is off on Mondays anyway, but she stayed home Tuesday cause she didn't feel well. Anyway, needless to say... I'm TIRED! Not emotionally, but physically I'm drained. I can't wait for nap time, and I hope Tripp sleeps then too. Tripp wakes up in the night every couple of hours or so to nurse, but last night was kind of hard and I surprised myself when I laughed. I figured out that Tripp pees a lot. So even if he doesn't wake up to nurse, I still need to wake up to change him, because he'll wind up soaking his clothes. Absorbency liner my butt. I had to change his outfit 3 times during the night last night. But here was the funny part. Tripp poops a lot too. So I put a clean outfit on him and I was changing his little booty when all of the sudden he decided he wasn't done. Projectile poop all over my legs and my side of the bed. Of course he didn't get any on him, which was cool because I had just put a clean outfit on him. It wasn't too hard to clean up because I keep his diapers and wipes right next to our bed, and I was probably delirious at this point because I was laughing to myself. Then when I was all ready to put a new diaper on him, I noticed that he peed again all over his outfit. I see a pattern developing if I'm not careful. The other funny thing is that Erick did the same thing to me when he was a newborn, except I screamed when his poop flew out at me because it scared the crap out of me, no pun intended. Plus, their butts sound like shotguns and the sound kind of makes you jump. So I'm sleepy and I'm glad Erick is a snuggler, because he'll sit on my lap and I'll pretend to be watching Dora the Explorer with him. If he notices that my eyes are closed though, he does something to wake me up- like poke my eyes while saying, "Nite nite." Don't worry, I don't fall asleep at the drop of a hat like my mother. I'm a really lite sleeper, which is another reason why I don't sleep well at night. If the baby grunts a lot, I wake up to make sure he isn't choking or something. If the baby is too quiet, I wake up to make sure that he is breathing. I wish it was warmer so that I could take them outside and we could wear ourselves out so that we could sleep better at night. I haven't slept all through the night though since Erick was born. Except last Christmas Eve, Erick slept all night in his bed and I had a full nights sleep with a REM cycle and everything. I figured it was his Christmas present to me.