Where Are We??

Obviously MIA?! Don't think that this blog hasn't been in the back of my mind the last 5 weeks of our hectic lives, epecially as we get within sight of Winston's 2nd birthday. I know excuses aren't allowed; but we've been kinda busy??

Things We Hear/See Often

"I hold you." (When he wants me to hold him)
"All done, I play now." (After just about everything)
"Allll Aboard, chugga chugga choo." (Choo Choo Soul style)
"Tinkle, Tinkle, ittle tar..." (Twinkle Little Star)
"Hop Momma" (Get up, I will help you, and you will play with me)
"Shaka Hiney" (shake your hiney)
"Miiiiine"
"I hold it."
"Winton tuuuurn" (anytime I try to get him to share...always his turn)
"Let's Do Dis" (let's do this)
"Truck with Dadda"
"Momma news car" (Mom's new car.)
"Corn Pops" (Popcorn)
"Bown Bear Bown Bear, ut do you see?" (He can recite this book...almost perfectly.)
"Shaaaape Time" (When he wants to get his bucket of shapes out to play. I'm guessing this is how his teacher announces its time to play with shapes).

He LOVES puzzles right now, but doesn't fully exhibit patience (kind of an essential requirement...makes for an intereting grunt match usually).

Story telling is slowly starting - he will remember parts of a memory. Finally. I must ask him 50 times a week "What did you do today? Tell dadda what we did..." However, recently he's been giving a few words with no prompting.

"Groggy hop me. Get me, here (pointing to his neck) I pet Groggy." This was his re-cap of an altercation he had with a gigantic tree frog that was hanging out on the door of his play car. Rather than giving Winn a high-five, as he requested, the frog jumped directly on his face and stuck there. Mother of the year screamed and ran faster than my child was able to start crying. Anyway, as soon as he caught his breath, he declared that he was really sad because he couldn't pet the groggy. Needless to say, we spent the next hour looking for another frog for him to "pet".

Tonight (and my motivation for an update) after prayers he looked at me and said, "Good Day. Drive Elmo." Which began the prompting process of him giving words and me filling in the blanks of our lovely afternoon...

After school we went to the mall so momma could get new make-up and Winn could drive cars with Elmo and Dinosaurs (electronic play area the middle of the Galleria, A.K.A. my lucky star). Next, was the park, then we went to watch daddy work (on the train tracks!), had dinner, watched a little bit of Gabba, and waited for dad to come home. That he was able to label his day as a "good day" made my heart so happy. School has kept me very busy these days, making me very aware of how precious time is with my sweet boy. Anyway, I know it's a random pic, but this is in the car on the way home from our after school excersions..

More posts to follow. I MUST get caught up!!

Our 'Biolin' Boy

So, we recently discovered a new passion...the violin. Not sure when exactly this developed; we think it might have been the lovely quartet at the Nebraska wedding. Earlier this week Winston was very clearly trying to play the violin...with whatever he could use to reflect the violin motion. His arms, pens, crayons, sticks, etc.

During an after-dinner-band-practice session this weekend (sit around in the kitchen while mom cleans up and play the drums with kitchen accessories while dad accompanies with guitar), we decided to get Chap's real violin out to see if he would know what to do with it.

Turns out he did. Kind of. The bo was entirely too long to take with him all the places he needed it; the car, the grocery store, the pool, the bed, etc.

This was earlier this morning at breakfast. He has been getting up EXTRA early screaming "Mommmma...BIOLIN" in his crib until I wake up, and take him to get his violin (no we have not actually let him take it to sleep with yet; but a few more early morning wake up calls and I might be tempted...)

Seriously...I haven't seen him this obsessed with anything yet. It cracked me up. We took the strings out of the bo, so it doesn't even make noise. Yet, he thinks he is playing the violin...he will have a little performance, set the bo and violin down, and begin clapping for himself.
Watching Dave Mathews Band to get motivated after breakfast. He loves some Boyd.

So, this afternoon (after several near domestics with the extra long bo he was using from Chap's violin) we decided we'd venture down to the local music shop, Woody's, to see if they had any smaller bo's he might be able to manage a little better.

...and instead we came home with this. A gently used baby violin. Comes complete with baby bo, baby case, and a baby CD/DVD set for mommy and daddy teaching them how to play the violin (which by the way...listening to someone learn the violin is simlar to what I imagine cats might sound like when they are dying.)
I'm not sure why I didn't think of it sooner...stick + guitar = his Heaven. I'd be lying if I said there isn't a small part of me that hopes he has a little bit of talent to combine with his passion for music. However, if not...that's ok too. At least he will be a little diverse with his instrumental knowledge, and can perhaps start a one man basement band of his own one day.

"Airpanes" and Nebraska!

My cousin, Drew, married an amazing girl (and an amazing family) this past weekend. Katie is from Nebraska which = roadtrip!! Note: our last “family trip” was in a RV that lasted about 32 hours round trip (Greenville, SC to Hot Springs, Arkansas) which included lots of sleeping, movie watching, hanging out, freedom to pee at any moment, snacking, games, internet, did I mention sleep? etc. Sounds a little like luxury when you consider the newest variable in this journey: my child. The entire Gourley Gang loaded up 10 bags, 6 adults, and 1 toddler to celebrate the union with Drew and Katie in Omaha, Nebraska. You’d think the adult/toddler ratio would have the adults coming out on top. After a wonderful weekend, with lots of love, happiness, and new memories with Drew, Katie, and the entire Berky family, I am humbly admitting that there is some crap that I just can’t control.

Drew and Bryan are like brothers to me, so in the planning of this trip I was hell-bent that my child would be well behaved enough for me to enjoy and celebrate this special day with my cousin (and yes, for all you “toddler parent veterans” I did explore/beg the option of boarding my child with his wonderful, Cookie…at which I was quickly dismissed). After a wonderful and humbling weekend I am here to admit that I have don’t have near as much control over situations as I thought. I’m also slowly realizing that it comes with the toddler territory??

Was my child Satan’s spawn? Absolutely not. Was he a toddler? Absolutely. Am I still proud of him? Without a doubt. He did the best he could, considering he had a double ear infection, had never flown before, changed time zones, and had been away from his consistent environment 5 days prior to the trip. Reflecting on it, I wish I would have relaxed more about how “well behaved” my 19 month old was. My family was wonderful, my sister-in-law was a life saver, brother was his usual “rock solid” and supportive self, husband was patient with me while I tried to make things as “in control” as possible. My lesson: JUST LET GO. There is no way I’ll ever be able to live up to unreasonable expectations (that are often set forth by myself) if I continue this annoying trend. I am going to miss a lot of wonderful/horrifying memories along the way that I may or may not want to miss.

I loved understanding love a little more this weekend. Drew and Katie’s new love, mine and Chap’s patient love, and my love for my little boy – unconditional and always!

Thank you, Drew and Katie, for including us in your amazing weekend! We had SO much fun celebrating your new beginning! Chap and I could see how much you loved each other and it truly made us remember the love we have for each other...even when patient is thin :)

Pictures are in no particular order. Evidently I am letting go of controling that also :)

At the rehearsal dinner - he might have had a medium sized meltdown because he couldn't see the choo-choo train that he witnessed as he was walking in. Trust me, there were many tactics tried...but none that could penetrate the "MY TRAIN" episode.

Semi-under-control at rehearsal dinner. Thank GOD for my Auntie Anne, her amazing prep work included Lightning McQueen who talked, and lit up. Sent straight from Heaven, I tell ya. This is the slope the ramp he found at the hotel. This is also the only time he actually "walked" down the ramp, holding the rail as instructed. If you noticed the door behind him, you might have also guessed that it does open and does knock down 1 1/2 year olds that like to play outside it.
Aunt Mandi, mommy's miracle :) She was so wonderful and probably worked just as hard as we did to make sure things went "smoothly". Thank you sista!!
The boys golf outing...wonder who the photographer was of the "thumbs up" picture?? :)

Visiting with Tutu -makes every second worth it. We love you, Tu, and can't WAIT to see you soon! YES! The airplane was just as exciting as I'd dreamed and hoped it would be for my little guy! He loved it...and literally chanted and sang the entire time. Our first night home he asked me after prayer, "Go airpane with Unc Norm again?" Yes, honey, you can probably go on an airplane with Uncle Norm again. And only Uncle Norm. ;)
Visiting the cockpit for the first time!
Layover in Chicago - 3 hours of airplanes, ice cream, distraction, and "cheers"!
I love this picture, and love my Tutu!!!
The Quartet + 1 played throughout the wedding dinner.
Thankfully, this crew didn't mind a little air piano via Winn. This was the moment I realized I needed to let it go. ;) Breakfast with Unc Norm, CHEERS!
Adventures around Omaha with Aunt Mandi. Not just a "walk in the park", I assure you of that :)
I love this boy so very much! And love my family for loving him as much as I do! Thank you all for being patient with us. We had a BLAST!!!

A Lil' Brotherly Love

...nope, not pregnant :) BUT should the day present itself that Winn does become a big brother, I have hope (through Elmo) that he might not be too shabby.

This new role-play with Elmo developed on the tale end of a not-so-normal croup experience. Maybe all the T.L.C. he recieved in the hostpital obligated him to be a sweet boy to Elmo??

"Rock with momma", he says as he pushes/rocks Elmo (after putting his jammies on him every night).

"Bush pretty air" "Apple Juice, Elmo"

"Goo boy Elmo. Mwuah!"

"Change dipe dipe"

He often gives kisses and hugs to friends/family but with some prompting from mom. However, this 'brotherly act' was all his initiative. Even though I'm fairly certain that this is a new stall tactic to prolong the bedtime process, I am humbled and proud of the sweet care he takes of his baby Elmo.

Sweet 18!

Well, everyone kept promising that the 18 month mark would be amazing. I’m officially a believer! It’s crazy, the week he turned 18 months (last week) it seems like a light bulb went off, and each day it shines a little brighter. His words, interests, and movement develop each day. Even though I was warned, I am shocked with how much I’m in love and in aw of this age!!

Favorite sayings:
“Ight up down” – when we leave a room, he’s a constant reminder for mommy to turn off the lights. Tree hugger.
AHHHHH DUKES (puts up his fists/”dukes”
AHHHHH BEES!
AHHHHH Muscles
AHHHHH Strong (not sure if the “ahhh” is him trying to say “I” or if it’s him just yelling with excitement??)
Help please.
I clean up
Bye bye mommy
Bye bye Chap
Amen, YAY! (cheers after nighttime prayers and blessing the food...his teacher loves this).
Boom, Boom, Boom
I good boy.
Tickle you mommy.
Tick Tock Pease (read the book Hickory Dickory Dock, please)
Sings/dances to ‘Wheels on the Bus”
Sings ‘Old MacDonald on the Farm’. Every time that MacDonald has a “chick chick” on his farm that goes “bock bock”. Kind of the most boring farm ever.
(talking on the phone) Hi dada, ok, bye.


Milestones:
Pee pee in the potty!!
First school performance at School Days (way more on this later!)
Blows his bubbles by himself
Dunks his head under water
Climbs up and down the stairs using rail
Can go down the big slides at park with no assistance (I consider this a mommy milestone too, for the record).



Foods
Will try just about anything.
Loves grapes and oranges a lot.
Has to have blueberry pancakes every morning. Don’t even THINK about trying plain.
LOVES chicken (sings Old MacDonald to them as he eats them…kind of weird).
Turkey hot dogs
Chips (thanks Cookie & Gigi for promoting this!)

Current interests:
Chasing the wood dwelling bees on the front porch. I know it’s dangerous, but they don’t sting…and he laughs a lot at mom playing tennis with them.
Riding his bikes.
Driving his cars.
Choo choo trains.
School buses
Blowing bubbles

He amazes me every day. This age is wonderful, and I can’t WAIT to soak up every second of it this summer…10 days till summer break, 2011. It’s gonna be a good one!!

The Bunny vs. The Santa

My brother and I often talk about our “Best Christmas Ever”. It was when I was around 9 he was 5 and we lived in Collierville, Tennessee. My grandparents (Tutu and Shosho) came that Christmas and we ended up getting the new puppy that we’d been BEGGING for (Bandy, a shitzu) AND a new trampoline. We had some wonderful memories, which I’ll never forget!

Since becoming a mom I’ve always hoped and wondered how I could make my children’s holiday memories as special as that Christmas was for us. Last weekend, my parents, yet again, helped create a very happy Easter for our little boy…that quite possibly has taken the cake as my BEST Easter ever!

Even though he was sick with croup and a double ear infection (can you believe it…our child sick on a holiday?? ;) we managed to enjoy dying/coloring/stickering/hunting Easter eggs, playing with ALL our new toys like a big wheel, golf club (like a for real one), suite case, tickle-me-Elmo, regular Elmo, Easter baskets galore, and a new peach tree. I’m fairly certain this child is going to have a HUGE identity crisis with the Bunny and the Santa. While the pics are a little out of order, I'm sure you get the idea...

Gramps and Dad helping Winn find ALL the eggs (and only ONE piece of dog poo!)

Where's the bunny??

Playing "baseball" with his new golf club.

Hmmm...come here you little bunny, you've been too good to me!

Getting some pointers from Uncle Norm. I know, I know...he's better off getting pointers from the bunny.... ;) I told ya, I'm sick people!

The ice cream makes me feel soooo much better!!

My new rolly suitcase from Gigi (can't see this thing, but it's amazing. It's the Melissa and Doug suitcase that doubles as an animal kids can ride. Has a saddle bag and everything. Super cute, and multi-purposeful!)

Playing with my new big wheel...mostly the wheels.

Weeeeee!!! Lovin' that Uncle Norm!!!

That's about it...but here's a picture of my sweet boy and his Easter picture. He loved the bunnies...and their ears. I'd even venture to say, he might enjoy these guys a little more than Santa :)

Thanks again, Gigi & Gramps, Normie & Amanda, for making it a very special Easter weekend for us. I'm positive that we wouldn't have been able to provide that much fun and entertainment for our little love bunny here at the house. I'm not certain he'll remember how wonderful this holiday was, but I am certain that his mommy will!

Look at me, I'm on a BOAT!

Chap and I have lots of fond memories of growing up on/around lakes; fishing, skiing, swimming, camping, etc. So you can imagine the ants in our pants that we had trying to get Winn to experience his first boat trip! It was a success, I'd say, and we definitely have a wonderful Poppy to thank for it!

I love this picture, makes me so happy!
THIS might have been his fave. A steering wheel, some buttons to push, and some water to watch...what else does a little monkey need??
FIRST FISH!!!!!!!
SECOND FISH!!!!!!!!
THIRD FISH!!!!!!!! (which was the charm, so got some dance lessons from him too...he flopped around a while on the boat, which reminded Winn to share with him some of his fancy fish moves.)
DONE!
Thanks again, Poppy, for taking us out for Winn's first big boat experience. We couldn't have written it better and will always be a very special memory for all three of us.

Farm Fun!

I know, I know, I'm tardy as all get out...but I've promised myself and my family that I'd do a better job! A few weeks ago we took Winn to his first FARM! We had a BLAST, despite the cold rain. I'm pretty sure he smiled the entire time he was there. Makes my heart happy :)

Found some hay...loved the hay.

First pony ride, LOVED it. Laughed the entire time...with his hay of course.

Met up with his long lost friend, Mr. Moo Cow. They had some catchin' up to do and evidently felt like using their tongues to do it! Ahhhhhhhh!!! My little cowboy, had so much fun. It was amazing to watch him explore and get so excited to meet all the animals that we read about, mimmick, and act like on a daily basis. This child had NO fear in his heart. He is definitely a fan of all creatues...so far at least :)