Why was I even concerned that Brendan wasn't saying "no" yet?! He's been practicing the word a lot, usually while playing by himself with his toys, it's his own little playtime mantra..."no? no! no?"...most of them sound like they are questions because he's practicing the new sound... "uh-oh" is still his number one, go-to word...I'll take that over some other choice words that he hears on rare occasion...like damn.
Veggies have still been a struggle, but he did have about 5 green beans while having some pizza (his favorite food by far, followed by string cheese and hot dogs), so I'll take that small victory, even though it was more of a bribe meal...you can have another bite of pizza if you eat this green bean first...it worked!
To get those veggies in, at least the most important ones, like spinach and broccoli, I've been pureeing them with berries and bananas and then putting them in his oatmeal. I freeze the puree into cubes and thaw 2 and mix it in with the oatmeal, which he has about every 3 days (Trader Joe's breakfast bar one day, Trader Joe's waffle with cinnamon sprinkled on top--B doesn't like syrup-- the other days). And I still puree baby carrots and then add a cube into his applesauce. I figure it's better than nothing. I still put the veggies out so he sees them at dinner time, secretly hoping he'll go back to his old veggie eating ways.
Holy cow! Yesterday was an awful behavior day. I know that his canine teeth are really bothering him and you can tell that they'll be coming through sooner than later (why does it take sooooo long?!). He didn't want to nap, he would fall asleep for about 20 minutes and then wake up screaming, huge tears everywhere. A total of two 20 minute naps does not bode well...and it wasn't well. The temper tantrums and the frustration were kicked up to high gear to the point where he was so mean and destructive! Not my normal little Brendan. He wanted my bookmark (how dare I read a few pages of my book on the couch while he was quietly playing by himself) and it had dangly beads on it and I decided that could be a bad equation, so of course he was upset that I denied him the bookmark. He then grabbed my book (library book that is) and ripped 4 pages clear down the middle, stared right at me, as if daring me, then grabbed the book jacket and just held on tight, all the while staring at me. He really has a death grip with those little heads, so it took some struggling to get the book and the ripped pages out of his hands. Right then and there I decided it was a good time to start "time-out". I set him on our wood bench in the entry way and he thought it would be hysterical to stand up and walk on it and almost dive off the edge. So I had to keep sitting him down, which he thought was sooooo funny, which only made me seethe even more inside. Maybe my angry face is funny looking? I should look in the mirror some time and check. I decided one minute was good for a 16 month old. That was time-out #1. Time-out #2 was because he got frustrated at his xylophone, so he threw it and then proceeded to destroy the play-area (where did this aggression come from!? I haven't thrown anything else since that one incident--I swear!). The bench wasn't cutting it, so we moved to his rocking chair (that has buckles on it!!!!) and I set the timer for one minute and went down into the basement and cried. I don't even remember what time-out #3 was for, but by me being able to go into the basement for that one-minute it may have saved Brendan. My mantra for the moment--this too shall pass, this too shall pass, this too shall pass.
Monday, July 26, 2010
Friday, July 23, 2010
Discovering Fun
B is finally nearing the age where we can take advantage of some of the fun exhibits and museums in the area. We met a friend and her two boys at the Discovery Museum for some rainy day exploring. B still doesn't get too much out of the excellent displays and interactive exhibits, but he can finally play with them and explore! There was a Golden Book exhibit at the museum that cleverly incorporated some of the classic books into activity centers for the children.
...play with trains...
B did pretty well at the museum, which made me more confident in taking him other places like it. As long as I have lunch ready for him in the car, he's happy. It was also his first experience with baked cheetos (part of my lunch)...there was orange on his shoes, his legs, his shorts, his shirt, his forehead, his hair, his hands, his car seat...but he loved 'em!
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| Nothing like a jelly sandwich (he won't eat p.b.) |
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| Nothing like orange cheetos for the car ride. |
Wednesday, July 21, 2010
So many things
There are so many things Brendan is learning and doing for the first time, it's hard to keep track of it all! Especially since so much of it is so darn fun and cute...
Brendan has been growing in leaps and bounds lately; physically, emotionally, and developmentally. It's crazy to think he's becoming such a toddler and not my little baby anymore. At 16 months he is trying so hard to talk and he does "talk", I just wish I knew what he was saying! If he could just tell me what he was in the mood for when it comes to meals and snacks, it would be so much easier!!! He now does "hoo hoo" for owl, and "hissss" for snake. Every slide he sees is a "weee" and he has to point out every truck and car we pass. Cars go "voom voom". He waves hi and bye on command and blows kisses. And will give kisses to his animals too. He loves to hug both mom and dad, but his favorite is hugging us both at the same time, he could do it for minutes straight. He can follow (but doesn't always choose to follow) so many commands it blows my mind! He can go up and down the stairs by himself (down not as well) while holding onto the railing. We can't get him to go down the safe way, backwards on his tummy. He refuses! We'll just have to keep trying.
My favorite moment of the month so far though, is when we went to lunch yesterday with my parents and grandparents. Brendan had had enough of his high chair and food, so he went to go sit on my mom's lap. Her plate still had some fries and ketchup on it. Mr. Brendan decided to pick up a fry, look at it, then dip it ever so slightly into the ketchup and then took a bite. No one has ever shown him how to do this, it was purely his observational skills from the times we've been out to eat. He's never had ketchup before, so his face was quite funny at first, but he decided he liked it! He went back for dip after dip into that ketchup pile and then started in on my fries and ketchup! At one point he took the direct route and dipped his fingers right in and sucked off the ketchup. But knowing Brendan, I'll give him something with some ketchup here at home and he'll refuse it!
Brendan is a very particular child. He'll only drink out of Tommee Tippee sippy cups. The blue ones has to have his milk in it and the green one has to have his water in it. If you switch them, forget it, all bets off, he'll refuse his water, which is his favorite thing to drink all day! I'm hoping that we can get him to drink out of a straw. We keep showing him and having him try, but it's not his Tommee Tippee cups...
We've been going to the pool when we can, and when weather allows, and Brendan has been LOVING it, especially when it's time for a snack. Today at the pool he wanted to jump in the water, with my help, over and over again. At one point, he looked at me, then put his face right into the water and started to form his mouth to make bubbles, then looked back to me very proudly!!! The last time anyone showed him that was during swim lessons weeks ago! He remembered it and did it all on his own. Then as we were walking through the shallow end to go to his beloved pirate boat water slide, a girl his age blocked the path. She was staring at him and I told him to say hi, so he waved his hand at her and smiled. God bless him...too cute. I can't wait for him to be able to go down the mini water slide on his own though, I have a very bruised behind from hitting the bottom of the pool when we go down!
Brendan has been growing in leaps and bounds lately; physically, emotionally, and developmentally. It's crazy to think he's becoming such a toddler and not my little baby anymore. At 16 months he is trying so hard to talk and he does "talk", I just wish I knew what he was saying! If he could just tell me what he was in the mood for when it comes to meals and snacks, it would be so much easier!!! He now does "hoo hoo" for owl, and "hissss" for snake. Every slide he sees is a "weee" and he has to point out every truck and car we pass. Cars go "voom voom". He waves hi and bye on command and blows kisses. And will give kisses to his animals too. He loves to hug both mom and dad, but his favorite is hugging us both at the same time, he could do it for minutes straight. He can follow (but doesn't always choose to follow) so many commands it blows my mind! He can go up and down the stairs by himself (down not as well) while holding onto the railing. We can't get him to go down the safe way, backwards on his tummy. He refuses! We'll just have to keep trying.
My favorite moment of the month so far though, is when we went to lunch yesterday with my parents and grandparents. Brendan had had enough of his high chair and food, so he went to go sit on my mom's lap. Her plate still had some fries and ketchup on it. Mr. Brendan decided to pick up a fry, look at it, then dip it ever so slightly into the ketchup and then took a bite. No one has ever shown him how to do this, it was purely his observational skills from the times we've been out to eat. He's never had ketchup before, so his face was quite funny at first, but he decided he liked it! He went back for dip after dip into that ketchup pile and then started in on my fries and ketchup! At one point he took the direct route and dipped his fingers right in and sucked off the ketchup. But knowing Brendan, I'll give him something with some ketchup here at home and he'll refuse it!
Brendan is a very particular child. He'll only drink out of Tommee Tippee sippy cups. The blue ones has to have his milk in it and the green one has to have his water in it. If you switch them, forget it, all bets off, he'll refuse his water, which is his favorite thing to drink all day! I'm hoping that we can get him to drink out of a straw. We keep showing him and having him try, but it's not his Tommee Tippee cups...
We've been going to the pool when we can, and when weather allows, and Brendan has been LOVING it, especially when it's time for a snack. Today at the pool he wanted to jump in the water, with my help, over and over again. At one point, he looked at me, then put his face right into the water and started to form his mouth to make bubbles, then looked back to me very proudly!!! The last time anyone showed him that was during swim lessons weeks ago! He remembered it and did it all on his own. Then as we were walking through the shallow end to go to his beloved pirate boat water slide, a girl his age blocked the path. She was staring at him and I told him to say hi, so he waved his hand at her and smiled. God bless him...too cute. I can't wait for him to be able to go down the mini water slide on his own though, I have a very bruised behind from hitting the bottom of the pool when we go down!
Sunday, July 11, 2010
Small reminders
As Brendan is getting older it's amazing how much he takes in while observing our daily life. It's amazing and scary at the same time. We really have to watch how we act, react and what we say...we've been saying that, but now it's really true!
Brendan has observed chores for awhile now and without any prompting he jumps right in to help. My little helper gladly picks crumbs off the floor and puts them in the garbage and he helps unload the dishwasher! Yes, the dishwasher! He picks up plates and silverware and actually hands them to me so I can put them away. It's probably the cutest thing ever and makes me smile every time. I actually look forward to emptying the dishwasher now, because it makes him so pleased to be helping me.
All of this observing and mimicking has a downside too, as I sadly found out. Brendan was extra cranky a few nights ago and I had dinner dishes to clean up and food to put away. Brendan kept bringing his toys into the kitchen and leaving them there. I then kept tripping on the toys and stubbing my toes. It was the end of the day and was getting extra cranky by the minute. I slid on yet another toy and lost it (poor reaction #1), and Brendan chose that moment to throw another tantrum (a kicking, back arching, head banging into the floor tantrum), so I really lost it and started taking his toys and throwing them back into the living room (poor reaction #2). Yes, I actually threw his toys, all the while Brendan carefully observing my very own tantrum. No more than 30 seconds later, Brendan started picking up his toys and throwing them into the living room too. That's when it REALLY hit me that he really does watch and pick up on EVERYTHING we do. I felt awful, to say the least, about the poor example I had just set for my son. So I sat down against the fridge and cried a little and my little observer came up to me, put his arm around my neck and patted my shoulder (his new thing when hugging us, he now pats our backs). Which of course made me feel a million times better because obviously he'd observed us doing that to each other and to him before. My almost 16 month old son was comforting ME. Needless to say, I've really been watching how I react to everyday situations, trying my best to set a good example for Brendan, all it took was one small reminder.
Brendan has observed chores for awhile now and without any prompting he jumps right in to help. My little helper gladly picks crumbs off the floor and puts them in the garbage and he helps unload the dishwasher! Yes, the dishwasher! He picks up plates and silverware and actually hands them to me so I can put them away. It's probably the cutest thing ever and makes me smile every time. I actually look forward to emptying the dishwasher now, because it makes him so pleased to be helping me.
All of this observing and mimicking has a downside too, as I sadly found out. Brendan was extra cranky a few nights ago and I had dinner dishes to clean up and food to put away. Brendan kept bringing his toys into the kitchen and leaving them there. I then kept tripping on the toys and stubbing my toes. It was the end of the day and was getting extra cranky by the minute. I slid on yet another toy and lost it (poor reaction #1), and Brendan chose that moment to throw another tantrum (a kicking, back arching, head banging into the floor tantrum), so I really lost it and started taking his toys and throwing them back into the living room (poor reaction #2). Yes, I actually threw his toys, all the while Brendan carefully observing my very own tantrum. No more than 30 seconds later, Brendan started picking up his toys and throwing them into the living room too. That's when it REALLY hit me that he really does watch and pick up on EVERYTHING we do. I felt awful, to say the least, about the poor example I had just set for my son. So I sat down against the fridge and cried a little and my little observer came up to me, put his arm around my neck and patted my shoulder (his new thing when hugging us, he now pats our backs). Which of course made me feel a million times better because obviously he'd observed us doing that to each other and to him before. My almost 16 month old son was comforting ME. Needless to say, I've really been watching how I react to everyday situations, trying my best to set a good example for Brendan, all it took was one small reminder.
Friday, July 9, 2010
Ahoy!
I signed Brendan up for 8 swim lessons, at the tune of $55, at the Woodstock Water Works. It was a parent-tot program, where I got in the water with him. We sang a lot of songs, worked on bubbles (B was clueless on the concept of blowing), played with toys, floated on our stomachs (this was okay), floated on our backs (this was not okay), and went down the kiddie pirate water slide (too many times to count). Overall, I think it benefited Brendan and me. he got to see other little kids in the water and got more exposure in the water and I know some things I can do with B when we're in the water, to help him even further. We only ended up going to 6 of the lessons (sick and out of town), but it was still worth it! On the last day of lessons, they allowed both parents to swim and we had free reign over the whole park. I took B down the big curly water slide and he was indifferent. You could tell he was unsure about it because he couldn't see the end and because we weren't going fast enough, he likes fast slides (who doesn't!?). So we went on the "wheee" (as Brendan calls the mini pirate water slide) 50 times. We even tried sending him down on his own, he doesn't quite understand the physics of a slide yet, that he needs to sit straight up and forward ever so slightly, so it didn't go too well. We're going to the water park after his afternoon nap today, it should be interesting to see how he does with a lot of people around!
Thursday, July 8, 2010
Eat your vegetables, please! Please? Pretty please?
Brendan has many new things happening with him lately, some are good, many are bad. I'll start with a positive, as I did when conducting parent-teacher conferences, Brendan actually held my hand about 65% of the time when we went for a walk yesterday evening (huge improvement!). On to the not so good (but not horribly awful either)...Brendan at almost 16 months old has found screaming. Not the screaming due to crying, but the screaming because we are doing something to him that he does not want done (i.e. wiping face) or taking him away from something he wants (i.e. the remote or going into the street), I could go on. He found the scream that is so high-pitched and loud that it makes you cringe and flinch. The kind of scream that hurts your ears. He takes pleasure in these screams as well, even when we have no reaction to them, he just keeps doing it because HE likes hearing it. I just can't wait to hear this new-found scream in church, the store, the library...
Brendan's eating habits are confusing to say the least. He once ate ANYTHING and EVERYTHING, up until about 2.5 months ago. What happened?! I was so proud that my son ate broccoli, green beans, sweet potatoes, spinach, carrots, peas, and not in puree form either...the real stuff! Then all of a sudden, he'd only eat broccoli and green beans, I could live with that, but now it's nothing. No vegetables. It's such a horrible cliche about kids and not liking vegetables, but it's found its way into our house! And I'm so desperate to get him his vegetables! He eats fruits pretty well. Meaning he'll eat a peach/pear fruit cup one day and then 3 days later spit out every piece of fruit or just plain out refuse to take a bite, then the next time I offer the fruit cup, he'll eat the whole thing and want more! At least this kid will eat bananas, I think he eats a banana a day, so we've got that going for us! So I've been trying to figure out how I can give him veggies. Hmmmm, applesauce and pureed carrots wouldn't be awful, disguised with some cinnamon...so this morning I boiled some carrots, pureed them and we'll see if he'll eat his applesauce at lunch today. I haven't figured out how I can get the green veggies into his other foods. He loves pizza, so maybe I'll make a homemade pizza with tomato/sweet potato puree sauce, bits of broccoli, covered in his beloved cheese! Hmmm, could be interesting. I don't know if this borders on desperate or if I can call it being clever...
Brendan's eating habits are confusing to say the least. He once ate ANYTHING and EVERYTHING, up until about 2.5 months ago. What happened?! I was so proud that my son ate broccoli, green beans, sweet potatoes, spinach, carrots, peas, and not in puree form either...the real stuff! Then all of a sudden, he'd only eat broccoli and green beans, I could live with that, but now it's nothing. No vegetables. It's such a horrible cliche about kids and not liking vegetables, but it's found its way into our house! And I'm so desperate to get him his vegetables! He eats fruits pretty well. Meaning he'll eat a peach/pear fruit cup one day and then 3 days later spit out every piece of fruit or just plain out refuse to take a bite, then the next time I offer the fruit cup, he'll eat the whole thing and want more! At least this kid will eat bananas, I think he eats a banana a day, so we've got that going for us! So I've been trying to figure out how I can give him veggies. Hmmmm, applesauce and pureed carrots wouldn't be awful, disguised with some cinnamon...so this morning I boiled some carrots, pureed them and we'll see if he'll eat his applesauce at lunch today. I haven't figured out how I can get the green veggies into his other foods. He loves pizza, so maybe I'll make a homemade pizza with tomato/sweet potato puree sauce, bits of broccoli, covered in his beloved cheese! Hmmm, could be interesting. I don't know if this borders on desperate or if I can call it being clever...
Wednesday, July 7, 2010
Mom, Ma, Hi
First I'd like to say that moms are not allowed to get sick. It's just not right. I am blessed enough to have a caring husband who helps out extra when I'm not feeling well. But I still had to get my couponing in at Meijer and SuperTarget yesterday, someone had to do it!
Brendan is still wearing many hats, one minute he's Mr. Opposition, the next he's Mr. Flailing, and the next Mr. Screamo, and the next Mr. Maniac...
However, he did make me quite happy yesterday afternoon. I begged Charlie to get up (he was sleeping, it was his "nighttime") and go change his diaper after his nap, because I was still so chilled and achey. So Charlie did and I figured I better go in there and check my temperature (100.8). Brendan had been crying and stopped when he saw me, but as soon as I stepped out of view behind Charlie, to grab the thermometer, Brendan started fussing again and said, clear as day, "mom?, ma?". I was stunned and very disbelieving at the same time. I've been waiting so long to hear him say ma or mom with meaning that I gave up all hope. Especially since he had no trouble saying mooo for a cow and mo for more. He's been walking around saying dada with meaning for a long time! So I looked over at Charlie and he looked at me, and he said, I think that was a definite mom, and I still didn't believe it and thought it was a coincidence.
I then was driving to the stores and B was babbling away in the backseat, and I hear "ma? ma?", so I turn around (hoping he really meant me, because it tickled me pink!), and said "what Brendan?". He then goes, "hi!". I burst out laughing. I was so happy and so excited. And to top it off he said "weee" as we went down the hill on Haligus, which made me laugh even harder. So far today he hasn't used "mom" or "ma", but I'll take what I can get!
So the moral of the story is that even though he's been a royal pain in the tukhas, he still makes me proud and quite happy. He's my little ray of sunshine who ends up making me laugh several times a day with his crazy antics.
Brendan is still wearing many hats, one minute he's Mr. Opposition, the next he's Mr. Flailing, and the next Mr. Screamo, and the next Mr. Maniac...
However, he did make me quite happy yesterday afternoon. I begged Charlie to get up (he was sleeping, it was his "nighttime") and go change his diaper after his nap, because I was still so chilled and achey. So Charlie did and I figured I better go in there and check my temperature (100.8). Brendan had been crying and stopped when he saw me, but as soon as I stepped out of view behind Charlie, to grab the thermometer, Brendan started fussing again and said, clear as day, "mom?, ma?". I was stunned and very disbelieving at the same time. I've been waiting so long to hear him say ma or mom with meaning that I gave up all hope. Especially since he had no trouble saying mooo for a cow and mo for more. He's been walking around saying dada with meaning for a long time! So I looked over at Charlie and he looked at me, and he said, I think that was a definite mom, and I still didn't believe it and thought it was a coincidence.
I then was driving to the stores and B was babbling away in the backseat, and I hear "ma? ma?", so I turn around (hoping he really meant me, because it tickled me pink!), and said "what Brendan?". He then goes, "hi!". I burst out laughing. I was so happy and so excited. And to top it off he said "weee" as we went down the hill on Haligus, which made me laugh even harder. So far today he hasn't used "mom" or "ma", but I'll take what I can get!
So the moral of the story is that even though he's been a royal pain in the tukhas, he still makes me proud and quite happy. He's my little ray of sunshine who ends up making me laugh several times a day with his crazy antics.
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