GOOD:
Carson:
is hilarious. Sometimes intentionally, sometimes unintentionally, but often.
mouth starts at 6:40 am and doesn't stop until 8 pm. He is in bed by 7:30 but we can hear him talking and singing for at least another 30 minutes if not more.
favorite number is five. Everything is five. Five more minutes. Five snacks. Five shows. And he is especially proud to show us five on his fingers.
five month problem of "slicks" (medical term for nasty, gross, poop skidmarks) has finally come to an end. I think, I hope, I pray that we have found the perfect balance of Mirilax and FiberTabs to keep his #2's firm but not hard. I promise that I will buy Keaton ALL NEW underpants when his time comes. Carson's are all getting thrown out.
Keaton:
discovered his toes and loves to play with them. However, he doesn't know how to let go.
discovered his voice and uses it loudly and often! From screeching to laughing to cooing, he also "talks" a lot. Fun for us but is making it VERY difficult to keep taking him to the office.
is ticklish. And boy do we all love to tickle him to hear his hilarious laughs. It sounds like torture and probably is.
prefers standing to any other position. Barely has to hold our fingers.
LOVES his jumper. We got it out of the barn the weekend after Christmas and it took him about a week to figure it out but will stay in there bouncing for a good 30 minutes.
hates eating rice cereal. Don't blame him, it tastes awful. Going to try some sweeter foods this weekend.
LOVES bathtime and would probably stay in there all night if we let him.
NEVER stops smiling. I truly didn't think we could have a happier baby than Carson but Keaton is trying to prove us wrong :)
Sleeps through the night 6 days a week!! We have an occasional random wake up once a week but overall he is just as great at sleeping as his brother.
Graduated to the "big boy" seat in the jogger. No longer has to be stuck in his car seat but is LOVING the view of Baby Boot Camp and all the fun things happening.
BAD:
Carson:
Naughty, naughty, naughty! This 3.5 year old has discovered "fibbing". Favorite thing is to go to one parent and say the other parent said it's okay. IE: To Daddy, "Mommy said I could eat 10 cookies" NO WAY JOSE.
Hiding. While later in life this will be a fantastic talent, the kid can hide for hours without a peep, it is driving us crazy. I literally have to search the house for him when I'm trying to get out the door.
Guns & Shooting: Our pediatrician says this is just a phase but we're struggling with all the talk of guns, shooting, and bullets. Carson even told me one night he was going to kill me. That crosses the line and he got in huge trouble. I don't understand where it even comes from!!
"Shut up" - I was told by my lovely son to shut up. And he shook his fist at me while he said it. UNACCEPTABLE. Yet, oddly, while he used it in context, later he tried explaining to me that SHUT UP means the bad guys are shooting things. Huh?? Is this another fib to get himself out of hot water?
Keaton:
Poor kid continues to struggle with his barfing. We now own 20+ bibs and at 3/days, that isn't even a week's worth. I've tried several different formulas and am shelling out $166/month for Prevacid.
When he occasionally wakes up at 5 am instead of 6:30, he has no interest in going back to sleep. I have to rock him in the dark for an hour before he'll succumb to the back of his eyelids.
UGLY:
We had a super traumatic event several days ago.
I placed Keaton in his baby swing and walked away. We never strap him into anything. We never strapped Carson into anything.
Then, THUD.
My heart stopped.
I saw Jeremy go running.
And I rounded the corner just in time to see Jeremy scoop Keaton up off the ground and then the screaming started, Keaton, not Jeremy.
It was awful.
And those who know me, know I am pretty relaxed about kids falling and safety things, to the point where other people are probably uncomfortable. And if he had just fallen out of the swing and landed on his back on the carpet, I probably wouldn't have freaked out.
But.
Poor Keaton. The swing was right next to a bar stool with a metal footrest. No way to know for sure but it would have been nearly impossible for him to fall without hitting it on the way down.
AND. He landed on the metal post of the swing.
I am the worst mother in the world.
Thank goodness kids are resilient. Pliable, flexible, they recover quickly.
We found no bruises, no marks, his pupils didn't go nutty. He didn't throw up. Nothing.
However he did fall asleep almost instantly afterward which of course was stressful. I kept pinching his toes to make sure he wasn't paralyzed.
Poor Jeremy heard the thud and looked up just in time to see Keaton's body falling to the ground since his head hit first. I am so glad I did not see it, as it would be burned into my brain.
So, clearly our child is strong, in more ways than one. We are now UBER careful with him as he is always arching his back to try to roll over. He is strapped into everything and never left unattended on the changing table.
Pictures next time. I promise!
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