Thursday, August 31, 2006
eric came home from work yesterday only to be thrown up on by isaiah, who was running a temp of 102F. poor eric. isaiah has thrown up on him so many times. more than he can count on both hands (and maybe both feet!). poor isaiah. he's napping on the couch right now with the shakes. he has a virus, so we've been keeping him away from ethan. he's so sad when we won't let him kiss baby brother.
isaiah hates the doctor's office. he's great in the waiting room, but the second you take a step towards the examination rooms, he's a wreck. i don't think any amount of toys or lollipops will make him okay in there. i feel so bad for the doctors and nurses. he used to be so sweet to them. now he just cries and cries and clings and clings (to me or eric). whenever i take him to the doctor, the wiggles song automatically plays in my head. there are lots of toys in the waiting room at the doctor's (at the doctor's)....
i dare say he has passed his wiggles phase. (woohoo!) it is now the little einsteins phase (again) with stints of dora, diego, and bob the builder. isaiah says "swiper fock" instead of "swiper the fox". t*hee hee.
isaiah hates the doctor's office. he's great in the waiting room, but the second you take a step towards the examination rooms, he's a wreck. i don't think any amount of toys or lollipops will make him okay in there. i feel so bad for the doctors and nurses. he used to be so sweet to them. now he just cries and cries and clings and clings (to me or eric). whenever i take him to the doctor, the wiggles song automatically plays in my head. there are lots of toys in the waiting room at the doctor's (at the doctor's)....
i dare say he has passed his wiggles phase. (woohoo!) it is now the little einsteins phase (again) with stints of dora, diego, and bob the builder. isaiah says "swiper fock" instead of "swiper the fox". t*hee hee.
Saturday, August 19, 2006
in less than two hours, my (first) baby boy is going to be two. two years old already!! he speaks in sentences and knows a ton of nouns. he can sing along to songs he knows (bob the builder! can we fix it? bob the builder! YES WE CAN!!!), he repeats everything he hears, he knows how to play with cars and how to make his animals talk to each other (how are you? how are you? how are you? how are you?). i think the terrible twos have officially set in. fits and tears whenever he doesn't get something right away, adamant NO!!s, tuning us out when it's something he doesn't want to hear, etc. he can be so polite one minute and a complete mess the next. eric's co-worker assures him that a switch goes off around 3-1/2 to 4 years old, and the kid becomes super sweet again.
anyway...happy birthday, my sweet baby boy!! thanks for making us so happy. you can stop growing if you want. you don't have to grow up so fast. it really does go by soooo fast. i love you very much!
anyway...happy birthday, my sweet baby boy!! thanks for making us so happy. you can stop growing if you want. you don't have to grow up so fast. it really does go by soooo fast. i love you very much!
