I sowwy

Connor is at that age where he repeats the last word you said.  Over and over and over.  I am seriously amazed at how much his vocabulary has grown in just the last 3 weeks.  (This does not include his infinite knowledge on all things Thomas and identifying all the trains correctly by name when they all look the same to me.).

Connor and I were playing yet another tackle, wresting, ball throwing, flying game (because what else do mom's of boys play?) and I almost dropped him.  I said "Oh, sorry Connor!"  He began repeating "I sowwy"  over and over and over.  I can honestly say it brought tears to my eyes it was so adorable.  I mean come on?  Really Brooke?  We're going to get teary over that?  Perhaps it was the lack of sleep.  Or perhaps having Connor has made me all sentimental.

~B

It's a carnival!

No, not my life, but surely that would qualify.

I don't know that I ever mentioned it, but a few years ago I met my friend Jen a few years ago through thebump.com when we were both trying to have a baby.  Through Jen, I met Dana, who introduced me to an online message board she had created for local Northeast Ohio moms.  I really like the board-  it's a great resource and I've met some good friends there.  One of the girls, Paige has set up a blog carnival with new topics every Wednesday.  This week's topic:

Your child's favorite and least favorite foods.

When Connor was younger - he would eat anything.  Seriously anything.  One of his favorites then was ground up meatloaf and green beans.  Now, he won't touch the stuff.  But the thing is - he would at least TRY things then - even if they did get everywhere:

and we did get some attitude:

Now, he's all about the ususal toddler foods: nuggets, PB&J, fish sticks and M&M's.  Surprisingly he does still love green beans.  He also eats foods we won't touch: olives, grape tomatos, yogurt.  On a rare occasion we can get him to try something new.  Last night we had Chicken Parm.  Wouldn't even try it.  But, I've stopped making him something separate.  I always said I would be one of those moms who at least made their child try something.  It's hard to get that to happen with a 22 month old.  Hopefully in a few more months he will understand at least trying something.  I think if he would just try stuff he would actually like it.  I normally wind up giving him extras - a piece of bread and butter, yogurt before bed.  Something so that he's not starving in the middle of the night.   So I guess the foods he hates - are 1) anything new and 2) eggs.  The child gags at the mere sight of them.  It's kind of funny, but frustrating at the same time.  His dad is the same way.  Alan gags over smells he doesn't like.  Ever want to see it - if you ever see Alan, just mention wet cat food and watch the fun ensue.

I will say though - at least with Connor being older we can take him out to restaurants now and he will at least pick at something.  Here's a pic of him at Bob Evans last week.  Yes, that is a DVD player on the table.  I'll do what I have to do get a hot meal.

Until next time -

~B

Baby Proofing, Part Deux

I really thought we were done with babyproofing.

Cabinet locks - check.
Baby gates - check.
General hazards picked up - check.

Electronic door lock - um, no.

We are now in the market for one of these:

Why you ask?  Well Connor decided to lock Alan out of the house today.  Apparantly it went down something like this - Alan went out the back patio door to take the dog out.  Connor promptly locked the sliding door behind him.  I got this message in an e-mail from Alan.  I promptly called home.  Not to make sure everyone was okay, but because I had to have the answer to the question - you know the question, you want to know yourself.

B: Okay, I just have to know.
A: Know what?
B: Did you try to get Connor to open the door? (Because obviously you can rationalize with a 21 month old toddler)
A: Oh.  Yeah, I did. (I guess it's worth a shot)
B: How'd that work out?
A: Um, not too well.  He tried, but he couldn't do it.  Then it was just funny to him.
B: Of course it was.  Okay, that's all I wanted, bye.

I just had to have the image of a grown man pleading through the patio door to a toddler to please unlock the door.  Well worth the phone call and the image.

So Alan went around to all the windows-  we just happened to leave one unlocked.  (Who doesn't do that in Ohio in January?)  So he was able to climb in the window. 

He also apparantely contemplated ripping the side door off the hinges.  Would have been funny since the hinges ae on the inside.  I guess he also thought about something with his truck and the door.  Not sure that'll work either. 

So, he wants to either hide a key somewhere (the neighbors have one but they're never home), or get the electronic lock.  Who knew in this house that was part of babyproofing.
~B

Really? Does that make it okay?

I always wear a tank top under my clothes at work just for a little extra warmth.  You never know what it will be like in the office.  I got down to my parents house today to drop off Connor.  The following conversation took place:

Dad: Um, your blouse is open.  I think you missed a button.
Me: It's okay, I'm wearing a tank top.

To which my dad just gave me a look of - why don't you have some coffee and re-evaluate that answer.

Obviously wearing a tank top underneath your clothing makes it perfectly acceptable to walk around with yourself faux exposed.

I couldn't stop looking at my buttons the rest of the day

~B

Helloooo?

Such a lazer blogger I am.  This is exactly what happened with my last blog.  I try to be witty - really I do.  In fact in real life I've even been told I'm funny (and slightly conceited, obviously).  I just feel like I'm kind of boring some times.

So what's happened since September?  Let's see -

Husband's hours got cut and restored at work.
Holidays happened.
Connor got into trick or treat and was a lion for Halloween.
Connor fell and got a giant bump on his head, panic ensued.
I only gained 3 pounds over the holidays.
I joined weight watchers.  Like not just online, the going to hte meeting kind.  Nothing like seeing yourself in pictures to really make you realize......
Husband has an interview on Monday (also his birthday).  I hope that's a good omen.
Family is good.
No real complaints.  Hopeful for a better 2010!
And - hopeful to be a better blogger.

~B