Wednesday, April 18, 2007
Ghost Stories
Before Pesach we told D he would sleep with Ian. He said "A sleepover...! Yeah! We can tell ghost stories...." in his sing song excited voice
Tuesday, April 17, 2007
Daron doesnt like when we pull up his pants and underpants..
at the same time. His reason? "because then my penis will be in trouble."
She gigles..
mostly at the boys. To her they are the funniest thing. She's been giggling for a while but I may as well post late. Later better than never.
Pesach
We were home this year and it was great. We are grateful both sets of parents came at points and we got to stay home. Seders were fun actually. The second night we had the kids take the blocks out and pretend to be slaves and they had to keep building and building. Then every once in a while they would come ask Mike's dad (wearing a police play hat) if he would let their people go. As he said no they would throw plagues at him - frogs, blood etc. Then we got out sheer blue paper for them to walk through. Really was fun.
Thursday, April 12, 2007
No more Blankie...
Who knew a younger brother could be such an inspiration? It is down with Blankie. No more blankie.
Sunday, April 1, 2007
And the blankie..
Daron got a lot of my kudos today as I announced all over and made calls praising his pacilessness. I saw in his eyes, jealousy and determination mixed deeply with sadness and uncertainty of his own readiness to part with his blankie and thumb. Somehow I am not ready for him to be rid of his soother - although he is 2 plus years older than D.
He tried to come talk to me about how he was going to attempt it - he negotiates with himself. He had hidden it under his animal at the end of the bed. He was going to try. Or he would just fall asleep with it and then move it. Or ... what would "we" get if we do it....
As he tried to talk to me about it when I was gently putting Daron to sleep I tried to kindly tell him to go to his room - that I woudl talk to him about it in his room. That was his story and this was Darons. I said good night lovingly to D who bravely - yes, that is the word- he was very brave about this - and went in to Ian. I thought about telling him to go for it - but last night I had sat in the hallway for Daron, I read a book. I let him come out many times with no reproach. Another tisssue, another pee, a look at a book. Each time I first carried him, then walked him back to his room.. eventually just saying good night and then nothing at all as I looked in my book - so that he saw, I hoped, that I knew he could do it. I wanted to be able to do the same for him if he needed it. And mostly I was thinking... this is Daron's moment. A rare moment to shine alone.Maybe an only moment in forever to shine before Ian does, to beat him to something without that thing losing all meaning because of chronology. So oddly, I convinced Ian to wait for Shavuot. He readily, and very quickly agreed. Yes, Shavout. That's a good idea. And planted his thumb safely in his mouth, blankie in hand, eyes closing as I kissed my big boy good night.
He tried to come talk to me about how he was going to attempt it - he negotiates with himself. He had hidden it under his animal at the end of the bed. He was going to try. Or he would just fall asleep with it and then move it. Or ... what would "we" get if we do it....
As he tried to talk to me about it when I was gently putting Daron to sleep I tried to kindly tell him to go to his room - that I woudl talk to him about it in his room. That was his story and this was Darons. I said good night lovingly to D who bravely - yes, that is the word- he was very brave about this - and went in to Ian. I thought about telling him to go for it - but last night I had sat in the hallway for Daron, I read a book. I let him come out many times with no reproach. Another tisssue, another pee, a look at a book. Each time I first carried him, then walked him back to his room.. eventually just saying good night and then nothing at all as I looked in my book - so that he saw, I hoped, that I knew he could do it. I wanted to be able to do the same for him if he needed it. And mostly I was thinking... this is Daron's moment. A rare moment to shine alone.Maybe an only moment in forever to shine before Ian does, to beat him to something without that thing losing all meaning because of chronology. So oddly, I convinced Ian to wait for Shavuot. He readily, and very quickly agreed. Yes, Shavout. That's a good idea. And planted his thumb safely in his mouth, blankie in hand, eyes closing as I kissed my big boy good night.
No more Paci party
We told Daron we would have to get rid of his pacis before Pesach. It was true. And we said we could not buy new pacis for a boy his age. True too. But nonetheless I am exceedingly proud that our little boy slept last night with no paci and only 8-10 trips out to the hallway... and fine, since I assume only I will read this... one dose of Nyquil. He was coughing. I promise.
To record or not to record
3/31/07
When Ian was born I started a free template website for him and all of his wonderful developments. Every height, weight, giggle burp and many an emotion were recorded - only to dissapear forever when ivillage did something to the site. Never got it back. Hadn't printed it. Had thought all was safe online. It was really horrible, terribly frustrating - like stolen memories instead of lost memories.
So for Daron I did not record. How could I record for one when we had lost all for the other. I have general memories for each of who did what when but do know that those figures are not what matters.
And here we are again. Can we record these things for her? Only for her? But I gues if I do so online again - and take the same risk as the first time - since again this is a free forum and we all know that it wont last forever if it is free - I will feel free to record.
At just two months old, Dorothy was 12.12 oz, 23 1/2 inches long with a 38.9 head circum - whatever that means.
She started gooing, cooing and ahhing, ooing about a week ago - it is tons of fun to have a "conversation" with her, especially when she talks to the boys.
She started talking just about the same time she stopped pooping. Today is Sunday. She finally went today after a suppostory. Before today it had been since Friday. Not this past Friday but the one before. Happy, and hungry the whole 8,9 or 10 days. Maybe it is magic breastmilk.
When Ian was born I started a free template website for him and all of his wonderful developments. Every height, weight, giggle burp and many an emotion were recorded - only to dissapear forever when ivillage did something to the site. Never got it back. Hadn't printed it. Had thought all was safe online. It was really horrible, terribly frustrating - like stolen memories instead of lost memories.
So for Daron I did not record. How could I record for one when we had lost all for the other. I have general memories for each of who did what when but do know that those figures are not what matters.
And here we are again. Can we record these things for her? Only for her? But I gues if I do so online again - and take the same risk as the first time - since again this is a free forum and we all know that it wont last forever if it is free - I will feel free to record.
At just two months old, Dorothy was 12.12 oz, 23 1/2 inches long with a 38.9 head circum - whatever that means.
She started gooing, cooing and ahhing, ooing about a week ago - it is tons of fun to have a "conversation" with her, especially when she talks to the boys.
She started talking just about the same time she stopped pooping. Today is Sunday. She finally went today after a suppostory. Before today it had been since Friday. Not this past Friday but the one before. Happy, and hungry the whole 8,9 or 10 days. Maybe it is magic breastmilk.
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