Where's your hair?

I decided to cut my hair for no particular reason other than I needed a change. After growing it out for quite a while cutting several inches off seemed to be quite a change. The evening that I had it cut Grant had gone to bed before I got home. The next morning when I was getting him out of bed he immediately started talking to me about what we were going to do today and all the cars that he had taken to bed with him. When I went to get him out of his bed after several minutes of talking right in the middle of his sentence he stopped, looked at my face and said, "Mommy, where's your hair?" A couple of times since then he has said to me, "Mommy, I like your hair". Hmmmm is Daddy already training him?

I can't know...

Grant and I were looking at pictures the other day and we were naming people. He's pretty good about most of the family that we don't get to see very often because we talk about them a lot. But one time as we were going through who was in a picture he forgot someone's name and when I asked him, "who is that Grant" he looked at me with really sad eyes and said, "I can't know Mommy". It was so sweet the way he genuinely wanted to remember the name but just couldn't call it to mind! Also, this is the first time he used the phrase, "I can't know" which, by the way, is now one of his most favorite phrases!

Bed Time requests

Lately when we put Grant to bed at night he often has several requests: binkie, doggie, blankie, water and sometimes a car or a train. Tonight after tucking him in and closing the door, I heard the ever so familiar "Mommy" over and over again in a very rhythmic pattern. When I went in to check and see what request I could have missed there he was standing up in his crib with all his "stuff" in hand wanting to "sleep in Mommy's bed". After I told him he could come snuggle with me in the morning he calmed down and I tucked him in again. About 10 minutes later after putting Maggie to sleep, I hear the rhythm again, "Mooommmmmy" only this time each syllable was more accentuated than the previous! Upon enter his room this time and asking what was wrong this was his response, " I need my car, my snots out and you tuck me in OK?" I just smiled and said, "sure buddy" This time he fall asleep... I guess I finally got it right!

It's potty time!

Slowly but surely Grant is making his way in the world of potty training! To say this process has been an ordeal is an understatment. But I've realized that most of the isssues associated with this have been because of me and my ideas of when he should be potty trained. I'm finally understanding that he WILL eventually use the toilet on his own. As my OB suggested, "most people don't go to college in diapers" to which I responded, "maybe some of them should". At any rate here are a few photos of our exciting morning "cooking without pants" and going pee pee on the potty!

Playgroup

One of the best things I ever did upon the birth of our precious Granty was joining a group called PEPS. We met once a week for two hours and with the help of a facilitator discussed all the issues plaguing us as new Moms. From that group we formed a playgroup that is still going strong nearly 3 years later. During the summer we meet at a different park every week. Here's couple of pictures from last week!

Maggie's shoes

I have to admit that dressing Maggie is much for fun than it was to dress Grant. Although I can always count on Grant to get excited about a new pair of shoes or a Thomas t-shirt it's not quite the same as this teeny tiny adorable pink tennis shoes. This is just the beginning Maggie! What until Grandma gets her hands on you and introduces you to the world of shoes!

Beer please

This afternoon we went to a birthday party for Grant's friend Owen. While everyone was enjoying their cake and ice cream our hostess, Amalia, asked if anyone wanted to have a beer. At first there was a brief silence and then Grant said, "I'll have one"...

This is truly the King in him...
too cute...