GRETA KAYE...
This little sis is nine months old!
And I may or may not have gone a little crazy and bought her this fruffy outfit online!
It was super hard to get a picture of her this month as all she wanted to do was dive head-first over the edge of the chair.
Here's what's new with Greta Girl these days:
- crawls everywhere and gets into EVERYTHING
- pulls up to her knees
- puts everything in her mouth
- has two teeth on the bottom and a tooth on the top right is just starting to peek through
- likes to cat nap in her swing and sleeps all night in her crib (except this past week which has been a little rocky with the teething)
- loves to eat and does really well with finger foods. Newest foods include scrambled eggs, pancakes, and a few tiny tastes of cool whip and pumpkin bread which she went nuts over
- tries to wave byebye by putting up her hand when Henry leaves for school
- wears size 3 and 4 diapers and has outgrown 6-month separates and 9-month sleepers
- nurses sporadically throughout the day
- likes to sit on the floor and play with her toys
- goes camping like a little champ
- likes being read to. Especially Pat the Bunny in which her favorite page is the Peek-a-Boo with Paul page
- has a little bit of apprehension about unfamiliar people
- still has the chunkiest thighs and knee dimples (I'm hoping these don't disappear now that she's moving)
WARREN CHRISTOPHER...
This buddy is officially three and a half (as of yesterday) and started art class at the community center last week. He had to miss his second class today because he has a cold. He is talkative, friendly, HILARIOUS, and gives us a run for our money in the patience department because he really knows how to whine. But...three is a hard age and there's just no way around it. When we walked in to art class the first day, he made sure everyone knew that his name is Warren, he's three years old, he wants to wear the pinkish paint shirt and he'll TRY not to have a potty accident. Alrighty then.
He still loves ponies, although Dameon and I sort of reached our wits end with the pony obsession (yes, we know we brought it on ourselves by buying him one million of them) so we agreed we aren't buying anymore pony merchandise or watching the My Little Pony cartoon anymore. We just need a BREAK. I will say his interests have started to branch out a little and he's more interested in things such as Curious George, Paw Patrol, and Legos than ever before. However, I found him napping like this the other day with the pony his cousins gave him (read: the pony he was going to have an all-out conniption over if we left there house without it) Who could resist that beautiful flowing mane?!
The start of the school year has, of course, brought a big change to our daily life around home as I'm trying to find a new routine with these two monkeys. Warren is a little lost without Henry around but it's nice because I get to see a much different side to his personality when he's not living in a constant state of trying to defend his territory. Hooray for sanity! P.S. That turban on Baby's head? www.blutaylor.com SO ADORABLE
HENRY DEAN...
Of course if you follow me on facebook you know that Henry started preschool last month and it's been a little hard on me but I've handled it better than I expected. It helps so much that he loves school and gets a little sad about the weekend. He tells me here and there about a few new kids he plays with or sits by, so that makes me hopeful he's feeling included and also including others. He's always excited about the "specials" classes (art, p.e., music) and it's fun to see him experience new things. I pack his lunch most days but last week he wanted to eat school lunch a few times. After school on Thursday as he was eating snack he burped and then announced,"Wow, that hot dog I ate at lunch was so good I just tasted it again!"
A couple days before school started, we had a Meet the Teacher day. About 30 minutes before it started, he ran downstairs and asked me if he could shave so he would smell good for his teacher. (Sheesh, kid, Mommy's barely hangin' on here.)
