How can I be the mom of a one and a half year old? When did he get so big? I am admittedly a bit nostalgic and sentimental today. Jacob is one of the greatest things to ever happen in my life. It doesn't get much better than this.....
Dear Sweet Jacob Boy,
Today you turn one and a half. You are turning into an independent little boy more and more each day. Sometimes my heart aches at the memories of holding your sweet little swaddle when you were born and sometimes I want to shed a tear when you snuggle up to read stories at night, curled up in my lap because I realize how quickly these times will pass and sadly, how easily the memories will fade. But then my heart bursts with joy to see the little boy you are becoming and the man you will one day be. I can't wait to see those days and cherish those moments with you.
May you continue to grow and learn. May you come to know and love Jesus at an early age and may you honor Him above all else in the days to come.
Sometimes I cry about the baby I can no longer hold, but I praise God for the little boy whose hand I hold and I will cherish the moments. You won't hold my hand forever, but I will always be your mommy.
We love you, sweet Jacob Boy. Our lives changed the day you were born and we thank God every day and marvel each night that we might love you more this day than we did the day before.
You are a sweet gift and blessing from God. We love you!
Mommy and Daddy
Thursday, September 24, 2009
Stats
Jacob had his 18 month well baby check-up today with Dr. Warner. He was a good boy and oh so brave!
Here are the stats:
Jacob is developmentally on target and doing everything a healthy 18 month old ought to do.
Hooray, we've been granted permission to start trying peanut butter. Yippee!!! A whole new world of food has opened to Jacob!
Jacob got a seasonal flu shot today and was so big. Just cried during the actual shot and was instantly done.
We stopped at the store to get a "treat" for being such a big boy and a good boy at the doctor's office. Jacob picked out a Kit Kat (excellent choice!) and we shall have it post dinner as a celebratory treat.
Here are the stats:
- Weight- 25lb. 4oz. - 45th percentile
- Height- 331/4 inches - 75th percentile
- Head Cir.- 491/4cm - 92nd percentile
Jacob is developmentally on target and doing everything a healthy 18 month old ought to do.
Hooray, we've been granted permission to start trying peanut butter. Yippee!!! A whole new world of food has opened to Jacob!
Jacob got a seasonal flu shot today and was so big. Just cried during the actual shot and was instantly done.
We stopped at the store to get a "treat" for being such a big boy and a good boy at the doctor's office. Jacob picked out a Kit Kat (excellent choice!) and we shall have it post dinner as a celebratory treat.
Monday, September 21, 2009
Bye-Bye B!
Our little boy is growing up. Too fast.
The current mission...operation bye-bye B! For those of you who don't know, Jacob affectionately refers to his soft, cuddly blankie as "B." We have a full size B for in the bed, a place mat size B for the car (also referred to as the road rag), and a teeny tiny little potholder sized B (for back up when all other B's are being laundered). Jacob LOVES his B. Adores it.
A couple months ago we started the mission of weaning Jacob off his blankie. He only sucks his thumb if he has his B in his hands and well, let's be honest, he is getting bigger and seeing a big toddler with a blankie and thumb in their mouth is about as attractive as a 3 year old with a pacifier stuck in their face. He will be 1 and a half this month. It is time. The longer we wait, the harder it will be.
So the mission began, rather smoothly, I might add, with the B being restricted at home to the bed only. He still would get free reign of B in the car, at Miss Donna's, and at church. We have survived this rather well. In fact, in the morning I let him snuggle the B while I change his diaper and then after the diaper change is over, we say BYE-BYE B together and toss it into the crib. He is generally fine all day without it unless we get a BIG boo boo in which case the B may possibly come out of the bed only for boo boo mending purposes.
Next, the mission moved to the car. This has not been as successful a mission, but darn it, I am going to stick to my guns. How heart breaking can it be though, to drive down the road and hear my sweet boy crying in the backseat and say, "B! B! B! Mama! B!" So pitiful. But we will stick to it (for the most part. I mean, this is a toddler, and I am a human mama and sometimes, it is just easier for mama to give the toddler the B! Bad mama!!).
Now, the mission has progressed to Miss Donna's. Miss Donna is so sweet and always so ready to embrace our new missions (dropping bottles, dropping naps, changing eating habits, etc). Miss Donna greeted me this morning with me mouthing over Jacob's head, "we are trying to take away the B! Out of sight, out of mind!" According to Miss Donna, the day went well up until Mr. Jacob got up from his nap and thought he should keep his B. Miss Donna, being the sweet, diligent caregiver that she is, told Jacob his mommy said no B. Jacob wasn't too pleased with his Miss Donna. He got to watch Veggie Tales instead.
So this brings us to what will ultimately be the climax of this mission. CHURCH. Ummmmmm...I am not sure how that one is going to go seeing as how Jacob currently wraps his arms and legs firmly around us and starts crying hysterically the moment we enter the lobby area of his nursery class at church and the poor nursery ladies generally have to physically remove him from our bodies. Yeah. I think we'll stick with continuing to perfect bye-bye B at home, in the car, and at Miss Donna's for a little while longer before we make an attempt at this at church.
Once we master church, phase one of project bye-bye B will be complete. Phase 2 will be at a much later date at which time we will try to get the B out of the bed and gone for good. And then poor mommy will be left with nothing but sweet memories and a soft, cuddly crocheted B tucked away in a cardboard box. Oh yes, I will keep them. All three of them.
Be still my heart. My sweet Jacob, I wish you didn't have to say bye-bye B because in essence, your poor mommy has to say bye-bye sweet little baby boy. But I look ahead with anticipation of the big boy you will become.
Bye-bye B...........
The current mission...operation bye-bye B! For those of you who don't know, Jacob affectionately refers to his soft, cuddly blankie as "B." We have a full size B for in the bed, a place mat size B for the car (also referred to as the road rag), and a teeny tiny little potholder sized B (for back up when all other B's are being laundered). Jacob LOVES his B. Adores it.
A couple months ago we started the mission of weaning Jacob off his blankie. He only sucks his thumb if he has his B in his hands and well, let's be honest, he is getting bigger and seeing a big toddler with a blankie and thumb in their mouth is about as attractive as a 3 year old with a pacifier stuck in their face. He will be 1 and a half this month. It is time. The longer we wait, the harder it will be.
So the mission began, rather smoothly, I might add, with the B being restricted at home to the bed only. He still would get free reign of B in the car, at Miss Donna's, and at church. We have survived this rather well. In fact, in the morning I let him snuggle the B while I change his diaper and then after the diaper change is over, we say BYE-BYE B together and toss it into the crib. He is generally fine all day without it unless we get a BIG boo boo in which case the B may possibly come out of the bed only for boo boo mending purposes.
Next, the mission moved to the car. This has not been as successful a mission, but darn it, I am going to stick to my guns. How heart breaking can it be though, to drive down the road and hear my sweet boy crying in the backseat and say, "B! B! B! Mama! B!" So pitiful. But we will stick to it (for the most part. I mean, this is a toddler, and I am a human mama and sometimes, it is just easier for mama to give the toddler the B! Bad mama!!).
Now, the mission has progressed to Miss Donna's. Miss Donna is so sweet and always so ready to embrace our new missions (dropping bottles, dropping naps, changing eating habits, etc). Miss Donna greeted me this morning with me mouthing over Jacob's head, "we are trying to take away the B! Out of sight, out of mind!" According to Miss Donna, the day went well up until Mr. Jacob got up from his nap and thought he should keep his B. Miss Donna, being the sweet, diligent caregiver that she is, told Jacob his mommy said no B. Jacob wasn't too pleased with his Miss Donna. He got to watch Veggie Tales instead.
So this brings us to what will ultimately be the climax of this mission. CHURCH. Ummmmmm...I am not sure how that one is going to go seeing as how Jacob currently wraps his arms and legs firmly around us and starts crying hysterically the moment we enter the lobby area of his nursery class at church and the poor nursery ladies generally have to physically remove him from our bodies. Yeah. I think we'll stick with continuing to perfect bye-bye B at home, in the car, and at Miss Donna's for a little while longer before we make an attempt at this at church.
Once we master church, phase one of project bye-bye B will be complete. Phase 2 will be at a much later date at which time we will try to get the B out of the bed and gone for good. And then poor mommy will be left with nothing but sweet memories and a soft, cuddly crocheted B tucked away in a cardboard box. Oh yes, I will keep them. All three of them.
Be still my heart. My sweet Jacob, I wish you didn't have to say bye-bye B because in essence, your poor mommy has to say bye-bye sweet little baby boy. But I look ahead with anticipation of the big boy you will become.
Bye-bye B...........
Thursday, September 10, 2009
Recent Jacob-isms
I thought I would brighten your Thursday with some recent Jacob-isms. He seems to be exploding in new vocabulary each day.
Love and miss you all!
- What does a cow say? "Booooooo"
- What does a kitty say? "Eeoooww"
- What does a doggy say? "Oof Oof"
- What does a duck say? "Kak Kak"
- Rain = "Nain?"
- Cake = "kaK" (emphasis on the final k)
- Keys = "Keesh"
- Bible = "Bahbull"
- Bubble = "Buhbull"
- Cracker = "Kaker"
- Yes = Nodding head yes now, but won't say the word
- No = "Neoow"
- Outside = "Sigh!"
- Blanket = "Bee!"
- More = "Mow"
- Milk/Cup/Drink = "Boow" or "Balk" or "Bowl"
Love and miss you all!
Saturday, September 5, 2009
Don't Leave Home Without It!
Yesterday we ordered pizza for dinner. Chris got home with it and Jacob and I were playing outside, enjoying the gorgeous day God gave us. As Chris came up the walk with pizza in hand a brilliant idea hit me; let's go on a picnic! Chris was for it, so we quickly packed up some drinks, a blanket, and a few toys and headed over to Masterson Station Park (literally 6 minutes from our house...if that). We pulled up, found a nice shaded grassy area, ate our Papa John's pizza, and let Jacob run free....while swatting at mosquitoes and ants. It amazes me at this age. Such terror and fright out of our child when we drop him off at church nursery, a nice contained, fun environment that is the same every week. Terrified. Hates it. Then we take him out to the park, somewhere he has never been before, and set him free. He ran, and ran, and ran, and ran..... Well, you get the picture. At one point Chris and I wondered to each other if he would ever look back to see how far from us he had gotten. Nope. He never did. I guess he just trusted that we would be there.
It was the perfect night for a picnic over pizza. We stretched on the blanket, played ball, dug in the dirt, and did all those super cool boy things that little boys like to do. Then we decided to get ice cream to top it all off. There is a new place, Bruster's, that serves a free kiddie cone. Nobody does the free kiddie cone anymore and since I am such a huge fan of ice cream, I am not always too enthusiastic about sharing MY cone with a slobbery toddler. This was perfect. A dream. Chris got some sort of peanut buttery heaven, I got a gooey mound of chocolate raspberry truffle, and Jacob got his very own FREE kiddie cone, sprinkles and all.
We happily set up camp on the trunk of the car and dug in. Then the unwanted guests arrived. Mosquitoes. Lots of 'em. I knew I was swatting at several, but I didn't' realize just how many until my shower this morning. I was so appalled by the number of bites that I counted them. At least seventeen bites (yes, seventeen) bites on my legs alone!!! I've only found three on Jacob so far, but I am sure there are more.
So the moral of this story is....picnics are nice, ice cream is wonderful, but they can all be much more enjoyable with bug spray! We certainly will not go on any additional impromptu picnics or ice cream outings without it!
We packed up and headed out.
It was the perfect night for a picnic over pizza. We stretched on the blanket, played ball, dug in the dirt, and did all those super cool boy things that little boys like to do. Then we decided to get ice cream to top it all off. There is a new place, Bruster's, that serves a free kiddie cone. Nobody does the free kiddie cone anymore and since I am such a huge fan of ice cream, I am not always too enthusiastic about sharing MY cone with a slobbery toddler. This was perfect. A dream. Chris got some sort of peanut buttery heaven, I got a gooey mound of chocolate raspberry truffle, and Jacob got his very own FREE kiddie cone, sprinkles and all.
We happily set up camp on the trunk of the car and dug in. Then the unwanted guests arrived. Mosquitoes. Lots of 'em. I knew I was swatting at several, but I didn't' realize just how many until my shower this morning. I was so appalled by the number of bites that I counted them. At least seventeen bites (yes, seventeen) bites on my legs alone!!! I've only found three on Jacob so far, but I am sure there are more.
So the moral of this story is....picnics are nice, ice cream is wonderful, but they can all be much more enjoyable with bug spray! We certainly will not go on any additional impromptu picnics or ice cream outings without it!
We packed up and headed out.
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