I've been focusing on Kellen with the blog, which of course is just the MOST fun, but today I received a much needed pick-me-up in the mail - my first book in which one of my photographs is published! I am now a published photographer. Not that that statement says much, but it's just kinda' cool... It's a picture of Kellen after his first birthday where he's fast asleep in a hammack, titled Worn Out, and I showed him the picture in the book when I opened it up.
"That's ME, Mommy! That's Kellen in the BOOK! I want to HOLD it!"
He was just thrilled about seeing himself in the book, and watching his reaction to seeing himself in print is just hilarious!
Anyway, I'm not feeling well today, and took the day off of work, but did manage to crawl out of my hole long enough to pick Kellen up from daycare, rent Ice Age, swing by the Dollar Store for some much needed cereal and fruit bars, and then stopped by Chicken Express for dinner. Not even a hint of motivation to cook tonight, so no use in pep-talking myself through it or beating myself up about it. After dinner, Kellen's bath and getting ready for bed, I broke all normal rules and allowed Kellen to watch Ice Age...even started the movie at around 7:15 or so, so he'll have a late bedtime..rule breaker am I! I really want him to watch it from start to finish and get rid of this terrible "scared" period that he's going through right now that started about a week and a half ago when he was interrupted while watching this movie (when I unthinkingly plucked him from what I didn't consider at the time to be a scary part for a 2 1/2 year old...crazy mommy am I!). He was mesmerized by this movie...I don't think that he moved a muscle through the ENTIRE thing! Luckily, this Kellen-respite did allow me to summon the energy to throw a load of laundry in, unload, reload and run the dishwasher, but that was the extend of the housecleaning duties that I managed to accomplish before joining him - that was enough to wipe me out! Toward the end of the movie I did talk him through some of the parts and made sure that he understood that Diego the lion...(then I tried to explain that it really was a tiger...but he's still calling it a lion) was really a nice lion and didn't hurt the baby at all, and that the bad lion was gone and couldn't hurt anyone and see...the baby went back with his daddy and the daddy was happy at the end. We'll see how much of that actually sticks, but hey, we have the movie for a whole week!
Monday, February 27, 2006
Sunday, February 26, 2006
My spot
Kellen has kept us in stitches this morning. He came into bed ...(none of us are feeling well today, Matt's getting over his crud, I'm getting my once or twice yearly sore throat, and Kellen's coughing up a storm).. and immediately nestled into his spot. At one point in time Matt tried to toustle my hair, only to have Kellen swat away his hand and exclaim, "That's MY Mommy!" He was being a little of a wiggle wort, and moved around, so Matt snuggled over to me, encroaching on Kellen's 'spot' in the bed. The little man decided he was having none of that! He told his daddy that was his spot and to go back to daddy's spot...then moved daddy back to his spot (with daddy's allowance, of course). He was cracking us up!
At one point in time, he had asked me a question, and my answer was, "Ask your Daddy." He then turned to daddy and asked the same question, to which his reply was, "Ask your Mommy." When Kellen turned to me, I pretended to be asleep and snoring, and immediately so did Matt. Kellen asked us both to wake up, etc. for a minute or so, then I hear this deep, profound sigh and a sad little voice saying, "Mommy and Daddy are asleep. I can't wake them up. I try to wake them up but I can't."
The next time he asked Mommy to wake up I opened my eyes and responded to him, and he looked at me and said, "Daddy's sleeping. I can't wake him up." So I suggested that he try and wake his daddy up with a big kiss...which he did, and guess what? It worked!
Man oh man he cracks us up!
At one point in time, he had asked me a question, and my answer was, "Ask your Daddy." He then turned to daddy and asked the same question, to which his reply was, "Ask your Mommy." When Kellen turned to me, I pretended to be asleep and snoring, and immediately so did Matt. Kellen asked us both to wake up, etc. for a minute or so, then I hear this deep, profound sigh and a sad little voice saying, "Mommy and Daddy are asleep. I can't wake them up. I try to wake them up but I can't."
The next time he asked Mommy to wake up I opened my eyes and responded to him, and he looked at me and said, "Daddy's sleeping. I can't wake him up." So I suggested that he try and wake his daddy up with a big kiss...which he did, and guess what? It worked!
Man oh man he cracks us up!
Tuesday, February 21, 2006
Shapes & Sizes
Kellen is just a hoot!
Last night we're making grilled cheese sandwiches and he wants to watch and help. I picked him up so that he could see the sandwich being made and hold the spatula...then he decides that he really wants to help...actually help...and I let him help me flip the sandwich over (very carefully, of course). Bless his heart, he doesn't understand how cooking works, but he apparently loves to flip grilled cheese, because he immediately said, "Turn it over again, Mommy!" Then he looked at the spatula he was holding in his hand, inspected the bottom part, and matter-of-factly informed me that the hole in the bottom (the manufactered hole in case you wanted to hang it), was an oval. Yes, sir it is.
This, on the heels of another funny...slightly a PG funny though...so consider this your warning....
Sunday night, after we've gotten all ready for bed and have actually been tucked in and said our prayers, Kellen informs me that he needs to go pee pee in the potty. Since we're really working on this, I pick him up and hustle him to the potty, asking him to hold it so that he can pee pee in the potty and as quickly as I possibly can, take his pants and diaper off and sit him on the potty. As he proceeds to hold his penis down to pee, he looks and me and says, "My penis is big, Mommy" (just a note because I'm not sure how these things work all of the time, it doesn't actually look this large every time that he goes pee pee...it was unusually large at this particular moment).
Trying desperately not to laugh, I nonchalantly replied, "Oh is it?"
"Yes. It's big penis, Mommy"
"Oh, ok. Just go pee pee, Kellen."
Kellen then proceeds to pee pee in the potty. Hooray! He's doing so well with this!! He flushes the toilet (his reward for actually doing something), then gets off of the potty.
I just had to ask, "Is your penis still big?"
As he's standing next to the potty, he bends over, looks at his penis, grabs it, points it up to face him, then drops it, looks at me and replies, "Nope. It's little now."
Well allrightly then. Oh if he only knew how funny he was.
As for today, I picked him up early, we had spaghetti for dinner, he had a nice bath, and we had a great time playing tonight. After his bath he wanted me to wrap him in his towel and hold him like a baby, which I gladly did...that seems to be the only time that he allows me to hold him (other than when he's ill), so gladly, gladly, gladly...He was worried because the bath was an early bath (~6:30) and he's used to going to bed afterwards, so he kept telling me that he wasn't ready to go to bed...Cute little thing!
Last night we're making grilled cheese sandwiches and he wants to watch and help. I picked him up so that he could see the sandwich being made and hold the spatula...then he decides that he really wants to help...actually help...and I let him help me flip the sandwich over (very carefully, of course). Bless his heart, he doesn't understand how cooking works, but he apparently loves to flip grilled cheese, because he immediately said, "Turn it over again, Mommy!" Then he looked at the spatula he was holding in his hand, inspected the bottom part, and matter-of-factly informed me that the hole in the bottom (the manufactered hole in case you wanted to hang it), was an oval. Yes, sir it is.
This, on the heels of another funny...slightly a PG funny though...so consider this your warning....
Sunday night, after we've gotten all ready for bed and have actually been tucked in and said our prayers, Kellen informs me that he needs to go pee pee in the potty. Since we're really working on this, I pick him up and hustle him to the potty, asking him to hold it so that he can pee pee in the potty and as quickly as I possibly can, take his pants and diaper off and sit him on the potty. As he proceeds to hold his penis down to pee, he looks and me and says, "My penis is big, Mommy" (just a note because I'm not sure how these things work all of the time, it doesn't actually look this large every time that he goes pee pee...it was unusually large at this particular moment).
Trying desperately not to laugh, I nonchalantly replied, "Oh is it?"
"Yes. It's big penis, Mommy"
"Oh, ok. Just go pee pee, Kellen."
Kellen then proceeds to pee pee in the potty. Hooray! He's doing so well with this!! He flushes the toilet (his reward for actually doing something), then gets off of the potty.
I just had to ask, "Is your penis still big?"
As he's standing next to the potty, he bends over, looks at his penis, grabs it, points it up to face him, then drops it, looks at me and replies, "Nope. It's little now."
Well allrightly then. Oh if he only knew how funny he was.
As for today, I picked him up early, we had spaghetti for dinner, he had a nice bath, and we had a great time playing tonight. After his bath he wanted me to wrap him in his towel and hold him like a baby, which I gladly did...that seems to be the only time that he allows me to hold him (other than when he's ill), so gladly, gladly, gladly...He was worried because the bath was an early bath (~6:30) and he's used to going to bed afterwards, so he kept telling me that he wasn't ready to go to bed...Cute little thing!
Sunday, February 19, 2006
Restful & Playing
Kellen has just been playing all day long! Daddy didn't feel well today, and was up from midnight until 4 AM, so we left him alone and let him sleep until 10, and didn't go to church this morning. Mommy and Kellen just played in the living room, and Kellen would retreat to his room every once in a while for some quiet play (read: room destruction *grin*). At one point in time, every single block was out of the bin, he was sitting in the block bucket, everything was off of the bed, and every single stuffed animal was out of their baskets from under his bed. I was fortunate that he didn't take all of the books off of his shelf!
Luckily for us, he does a pretty good job of putting them away when asked and prompted (with a little assistance, of course). He's so much fun!
Luckily for us, he does a pretty good job of putting them away when asked and prompted (with a little assistance, of course). He's so much fun!
Wednesday, February 15, 2006
Breakin' the rules
We sure did that last night! Matt was/is on a 48...and I had rented a movie Monday night, but we didn't get a chance to watch it, so Kellen & I came home and watched Shark Tales last night. I got off of work at a decent time...was at daycare by 5:35 yesterday afternoon, made it home by 6:00 and we had the movie going shortly thereafter...I was dissapointed, but Kellen enjoyed it. It won't be one of the ones that we put on the list to buy, unless we can get it for $5.00 or less or something like that. At 8:00 Kellen finally said that he was hungry, and wanted cereal bars...rule breakin' here we go! I relented...and that's what he got for supper...a very late supper. Before the movie we tried to call his MawMaw and PawPaw to wish then a Happy Valentines Day, but just got a voicemail on their cell...called his Pap Pa & Gramma and talked to them both...I was pushing it because I forced those calls before the movie, and he was getting ancy...
On another note, yesterday was day # 2 that he's had only 1 accident at school. The second accident for both days was in the transition between school and home. When we got home yesterday he told me that he had pee peed in his underwear, then proceeded to pee pee in the potty...stayed dry throughout the entire movie, then pee peed again in the potty when the movie was over...YEAH! I think I've found a technique that's going to work with him...a least a little bit...Thank goodness for pull-ups with Buzz and Woody!...That might be the incentive that he needs and what works for him. We'll see and I'm still not stressing about it...after all, he's just 2 1/2 and doing very well by most accounts with this particular issue!
On another note, yesterday was day # 2 that he's had only 1 accident at school. The second accident for both days was in the transition between school and home. When we got home yesterday he told me that he had pee peed in his underwear, then proceeded to pee pee in the potty...stayed dry throughout the entire movie, then pee peed again in the potty when the movie was over...YEAH! I think I've found a technique that's going to work with him...a least a little bit...Thank goodness for pull-ups with Buzz and Woody!...That might be the incentive that he needs and what works for him. We'll see and I'm still not stressing about it...after all, he's just 2 1/2 and doing very well by most accounts with this particular issue!
Sunday, February 12, 2006
Relaxing...
Well, we decided against the baseball games for both yesterday and today...it's just too chilly outside for Kellen to be out for a prolonged period of time, but we sure have had fun so far this weekend! After a round of naps for everyone yesterday, Mommy and Daddy included (how nice!!), Kellen and I played with some his puzzles and toys for a while,
then we rediscovered his bean bag, and have moved it to what I imagine will be a somewhat permanent spot in the living room, and he and his Daddy had a blast playing with it
...although I'm sure in the future we'll have to lay down some ground rules on horse-play and the bean bag. Then he wanted to lay on his bear skin rug while being in the room with us before bedtime
..such a great family day and night that we had yesterday! The small exception being that the poor little guy had what I can think of as his first real scared moment...we were watching the Olympics and Ice Age and flipping back and forth right before bedtime, and he went to bed right after Diego tried to get the baby from the mammoth (can't remember his name)...when I tucked Kellen and after we said our prayers he whispered that he was scared that the lion (ok, so it was a sabertooth tiger...he's 2 1/2) was going to get the baby. It took a while for me to catch what he was saying and connect it with Ice Age, then I realized that he was worried about the baby...tried to tell him that the lion (no use in confusing him at this point in time) didn't get the baby and ended up helping the baby at the end and that no one hurt the baby at all in the TV. Come to find out, he was also worried that a lion was going to get him...Poor guy! It ended up taking much longer than usual for him to finally go to sleep last night because of this all...lesson learned - if I'm going to pull him out in the middle of a movie, make sure it's not in a part that could be considered scary! Come on, Mommy!
Today we tried out a new church, took Kellen to the park to get some pictures of him looking so cute in his outfit, then let him play for a little bit...not too long, because although the sun felt good, the wind was biting cold!
Doesn't he look adorable? And he had so much fun on the slides, too! He just loves the playground!
Back home we're just hanging out...Mommy got her second nap of the weekend today (what a treat!) and Daddy is now outside working in the yard. Kellen is running around playing with his toys and singing, so I'm off to join in on the fun!
then we rediscovered his bean bag, and have moved it to what I imagine will be a somewhat permanent spot in the living room, and he and his Daddy had a blast playing with it
...although I'm sure in the future we'll have to lay down some ground rules on horse-play and the bean bag. Then he wanted to lay on his bear skin rug while being in the room with us before bedtime
..such a great family day and night that we had yesterday! The small exception being that the poor little guy had what I can think of as his first real scared moment...we were watching the Olympics and Ice Age and flipping back and forth right before bedtime, and he went to bed right after Diego tried to get the baby from the mammoth (can't remember his name)...when I tucked Kellen and after we said our prayers he whispered that he was scared that the lion (ok, so it was a sabertooth tiger...he's 2 1/2) was going to get the baby. It took a while for me to catch what he was saying and connect it with Ice Age, then I realized that he was worried about the baby...tried to tell him that the lion (no use in confusing him at this point in time) didn't get the baby and ended up helping the baby at the end and that no one hurt the baby at all in the TV. Come to find out, he was also worried that a lion was going to get him...Poor guy! It ended up taking much longer than usual for him to finally go to sleep last night because of this all...lesson learned - if I'm going to pull him out in the middle of a movie, make sure it's not in a part that could be considered scary! Come on, Mommy!
Today we tried out a new church, took Kellen to the park to get some pictures of him looking so cute in his outfit, then let him play for a little bit...not too long, because although the sun felt good, the wind was biting cold!
Doesn't he look adorable? And he had so much fun on the slides, too! He just loves the playground!
Back home we're just hanging out...Mommy got her second nap of the weekend today (what a treat!) and Daddy is now outside working in the yard. Kellen is running around playing with his toys and singing, so I'm off to join in on the fun!
Saturday, February 11, 2006
Weekend!
Well, it's the weekend...and we had big plans that may or may not actually make it through to fruition. This weekend is the opener weekend for Aggie Baseball, and Matt and I were really looking forward to taking Kellen to at least one of the games, but it rained ALL DAY yesterday (there went our dinner with Daddy after work - he was on shift and we were going to go and meet with him *sad face*), and a cold front has now come through. Kellen was rubbing one eye pretty badly last night and woke up this morning telling me that it still hurt, so I'm not sure what's going on with that. As you can well imagine, we're concerned about taking him to Olsen field, where it's almost always 10-15 degrees colder than what the temperature actually is...just the way that the field and stands are set up..ahh...decisions, decisions. Perhaps it will be better tomorrow and we'll be able to take him then...I think the game's at 1:00 PM on Sunday.
We'll see! As for now, we're just enjoying the family time...and I don't want to miss it...Post more later!
We'll see! As for now, we're just enjoying the family time...and I don't want to miss it...Post more later!
Wednesday, February 08, 2006
Wrong side of the bed
That's how Kellen woke up today...at 5:20 AM and on the wrong side of the bed. I tucked him back in...in HIS bed, told him it was still night-night time and that he needed to go back to sleep. And sleep he did! At 7 AM he still hadn't woken back up! Finally at about 5 minutes after 7 I saw his light turn on in his room and went in to greet him...and I was greeted in turn by a little monster man. Yikes! Wrong side of the bed I tell you, wrong side of the bed.
Screaming through getting his diaper changed and clothes on, we leave for school...Whoa buddy! I made sure to give them fair warning when we got there, too.
One of his teachers told me yesterday that in the afternoons he's transitioning to the older classroom, but I didn't realize that they meant today...they did...so when I went to pick him up he was on the big playground, and having so much fun that he was NOT ready to go home with Mommy (despite the fact that I actually left work at 5:00 PM...really!). I let him play for 15 minutes or so and just watched him interact with his friends and then we left for home.
Apparently, the grump hadn't gotten all worked out at daycare. What a night!
Screaming through getting his diaper changed and clothes on, we leave for school...Whoa buddy! I made sure to give them fair warning when we got there, too.
One of his teachers told me yesterday that in the afternoons he's transitioning to the older classroom, but I didn't realize that they meant today...they did...so when I went to pick him up he was on the big playground, and having so much fun that he was NOT ready to go home with Mommy (despite the fact that I actually left work at 5:00 PM...really!). I let him play for 15 minutes or so and just watched him interact with his friends and then we left for home.
Apparently, the grump hadn't gotten all worked out at daycare. What a night!
Renewed & Refreshed (try #2)
I attempted to blog this for the first time on Monday night and finished up a little after 9 PM. When I went to publish the post, blogger had gone into a one hour hiatus for web mainentance and I lost my posting. Arg. So...I'll try again.
This past weekend we went to visit the Karnes' and were able to experience first hand the new StoneWater Church that they have helped to get off the ground. The Lord used this weekend to reach us in a number of ways, and we really needed it! Matt was supposed to attend a Men's Retreat they had the weekend prior, but I was swamped with work and just didn't feel like I could get away for the entire weekend, so I canned the trip for the whole family...which was really a blessing in disguise. Like Matt had said, if we had gone last weekend, we wouldn't have gone this weekend, as two weekend trips in a row would have just been too much. We were able to attend a special service on Saturday night, the Sunday morning service, and went to a SuperBowl party, and it just reinvigorated Matt and I about our search for a church in BCS that will really meet our needs. I think that we (or at least I know that I have) felt so badly about not being involved in a church that I might have been too willing to begin attending and join a church that was just OK rather than awesome, and this past weekend helped us to see what we really desire in and from a church. We need to be really prayerful and mindful of where God wants us to be so that we'll be able to serve Him to the best of our abilities...I'm no longer going to be satisfied with just sitting in a pew (ok...so I haven't attended a church that actually had a pew in ages, but you get the idea). I want to be somewhere where I can really get plugged in and be used to serve...God has given my certain gifts for a reason...and it's not just so that I can be good at my job at work (I know that may have come out prideful, but that wasn't really the point...) This weekend also helped to me realize (re-realize perhaps) that my job is only a means to an end...it does not and should not control me...and I think that I've been letting it. Now, for those of you who don't know - I LOVE my job...but I work WAY TOO MUCH. Anyway, there were a number of other reasons why Matt and I needed to be there this weekend, but I won't go into all of those...instead, I'll try and take the blog back to its original focus...
Kellen!
Some cute and funny things that Kellen has done (that I can remember) since my last post (that I have time to blog)
*We were coming back from this weekend and stopped to get him something to drink. Matt decided to get him some chocolate milk, so I told Kellen what Daddy was getting him to drink. He immediately started calling it hot chocolate rather than chocolate milk, and I corrected him so that he wouldn't get upset when he drank something cold rather than warm from his sippy cup, which would have just made our little man a not-so-happy little man (which, as you can imagine, we did NOT want on the road trip). Kellen seems to understand, acknowledges, makes the distinction, and says, "Oh, ok, chocolate milk," then proceeds to drink it from his cup. After taking his very long first drink, his Daddy asks him if he likes it. To this he replies, "Yes, Kellen like it. But IT COLD!"
More later, including a funny story about mud on a truck...
This past weekend we went to visit the Karnes' and were able to experience first hand the new StoneWater Church that they have helped to get off the ground. The Lord used this weekend to reach us in a number of ways, and we really needed it! Matt was supposed to attend a Men's Retreat they had the weekend prior, but I was swamped with work and just didn't feel like I could get away for the entire weekend, so I canned the trip for the whole family...which was really a blessing in disguise. Like Matt had said, if we had gone last weekend, we wouldn't have gone this weekend, as two weekend trips in a row would have just been too much. We were able to attend a special service on Saturday night, the Sunday morning service, and went to a SuperBowl party, and it just reinvigorated Matt and I about our search for a church in BCS that will really meet our needs. I think that we (or at least I know that I have) felt so badly about not being involved in a church that I might have been too willing to begin attending and join a church that was just OK rather than awesome, and this past weekend helped us to see what we really desire in and from a church. We need to be really prayerful and mindful of where God wants us to be so that we'll be able to serve Him to the best of our abilities...I'm no longer going to be satisfied with just sitting in a pew (ok...so I haven't attended a church that actually had a pew in ages, but you get the idea). I want to be somewhere where I can really get plugged in and be used to serve...God has given my certain gifts for a reason...and it's not just so that I can be good at my job at work (I know that may have come out prideful, but that wasn't really the point...) This weekend also helped to me realize (re-realize perhaps) that my job is only a means to an end...it does not and should not control me...and I think that I've been letting it. Now, for those of you who don't know - I LOVE my job...but I work WAY TOO MUCH. Anyway, there were a number of other reasons why Matt and I needed to be there this weekend, but I won't go into all of those...instead, I'll try and take the blog back to its original focus...
Kellen!
Some cute and funny things that Kellen has done (that I can remember) since my last post (that I have time to blog)
*We were coming back from this weekend and stopped to get him something to drink. Matt decided to get him some chocolate milk, so I told Kellen what Daddy was getting him to drink. He immediately started calling it hot chocolate rather than chocolate milk, and I corrected him so that he wouldn't get upset when he drank something cold rather than warm from his sippy cup, which would have just made our little man a not-so-happy little man (which, as you can imagine, we did NOT want on the road trip). Kellen seems to understand, acknowledges, makes the distinction, and says, "Oh, ok, chocolate milk," then proceeds to drink it from his cup. After taking his very long first drink, his Daddy asks him if he likes it. To this he replies, "Yes, Kellen like it. But IT COLD!"
More later, including a funny story about mud on a truck...
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