Wow. I'm back. Again. And it's still November, not February. Go me.
Speaking of November, I have a total of literally FOUR Thanksgiving decorations. And every single one is courtesy of my mother in law. Thanks, Kathy.
Wait - I take it back. We have five Thanksgiving decorations. The last one is courtesy of Henry who painted a turkey napkin holder last year at one of Home Depot's kids workshops on a Saturday. So thank you, too, Henry.
Speaking of Henry (again), he is really into numbers, counting, etc. The other night after I tucked him in bed he asked me, "Mom, how many months until Sam turns 41?" "Umm, I don't know sweetie... a lot. But he will turn two in ONE month." He is also very into how much "percent battery" my phone has at any given time. Right now it has 33% by the way.
Changing the subject, you may remember that we moved a little over a year ago (which was quite possibly only five blog posts ago), and in my neighborhood there are four girls who are my general age, who also go to my church! Awesome right? Well, God in his great plan decided that all of us should be pregnant and due in the same school year. And SO FAR each of their babies' genders (not mine) has been confirmed "BOY."
All that to say if the trend continues, I might be joining the "mom-with-three-boys" club aka the "bless-you-dear-woman" club. I am preparing myself. I will say they guessed a gender at the 12 week sono, but the lady was less-than-confident so I am still saying it was just a guess. :)
Speaking of pregnancy, as usual, no stranger would be able to tell I am pregnant yet, but when I was about 10 weeks along (I think), Henry said, "Mom, is your tummy getting bigger?" My response was, "Yes, do you know why?" At which point he said, "Cause you've been eating a lot of food?"
Umm, that too.
And along those lines, this year has been one of the best years for me when it comes to that whole food and weight thing... not that I've been super-thin, but I have been free. I'd love to share more about that in the future, but suffice it to say, you probably won't be getting many dramatic stories in respect to my weigh-ins at the doctors office. Sorry, not sorry. ;)
The end till next time.
Oh wait. Since I am TRYING to get back on the blog bandwagon, do any of you guys have blogs you recommend? I would like to revamp my reading list, and I would say about 50% of the blogs I used to read have gone inactive (like mine also did). Please feel free to pass along your favorites!!
Friday, November 8, 2013
Thursday, November 7, 2013
my crazy boys and other news
Hola long lost blog friends. What's up? I should probably be giving a really awesome reason for why I haven't posted in 10 years, but I don't have one so there goes that...
As usual when it's been awhile, I pretty much just want to write a mini-update about all the funny things my kids are doing and saying so that I have something to look back at in the future. Henry is quite the talker, and Sam pretty much repeats everything Henry says, so we are always feeling entertained - especially at the dinner table.
One of Henry's latest phrases is "No fair!" (Love that one as a parent, right?) Anyway, the first time he said it, it was completely in context and I'm pretty sure he got sent to timeout. Pretty much 99.9% of the time after that he has used it in the completely wrong context, at which point we realized that he doesn't really get what it means but just picked it up while watching Frosty the Snowman. (Still a favorite.) I wish I could think of an out of context "no fair" example now, but I can't.
Of course since Sam repeats almost everything Henry says, he says, "oh fah" (no fair) pretty often himself. Oddly enough, Sam almost always uses it in the correct context. (i.e. Sam, you are going to take a nap in 15 minutes. "oh fah!")
This morning, Henry asked Matt a question, but Matt was across the house in another room. Henry didn't realize this and said, "MOM! Dad is not responding to me!" Definitely the first time I have heard the word "responding" come out of his mouth, but I think it's safe to say Henry will adopt a Gibson vocabulary, which is good bc my SAT verbal score was kind of crummy and Matt's dad still uses words I don't understand.
The latest news with Sam is that he was like the best sleeper ever till about two month ago. We are talking three hour naps every single day, no problems at night... and then one day, he decided not to nap, and now my guess is that he naps 40-50% of the time. He still spends a decent amount of time in his crib, which is like a Pavlovian trigger for him to poop. I kid you not, the kid can poop 5 minutes before I put him in is crib, and he will still poop again when he is supposed to be napping. So Sammy turns 2 on December 8th and has a very "iffy' nap routine. (Even though I leave him in there for 2 hours daily, religiously, regardless.) And Henry dropped his nap when he was 2.5.
NOW, tell me, if you were me and you heard a rumor that four-year-olds in your son's preschool class were still napping consistently everyday, would you be a little jealous? Yes you would, don't lie!
Besides that, Sam's favorite word is "Mow" which is actually "No." Funniest story about that is Matt didn't know Sam was saying, "No," and he said to me, "Have you heard this word that Sam is saying ALL THE TIME now? I can't understand what it is, but it sounds like 'mow.'" Umm yes babe, it's "no" and he's disagreeing with everything you tell him to do.
Well this has gotten long, so I better quit, lest I lose the three of you who are still hanging on... Oh and when I re-read that first paragraph I realized that I wasn't totally truthful... there is at least a small excuse for not blogging in awhile (and well I wasn't really going to tell you, except for wanting to be honest)... and that is that I am 15 weeks into my 3rd pregnancy, and due at the end of April. Woo hoo!
So there you go! Perhaps if I update more often, I won't need to write books each time.
As usual when it's been awhile, I pretty much just want to write a mini-update about all the funny things my kids are doing and saying so that I have something to look back at in the future. Henry is quite the talker, and Sam pretty much repeats everything Henry says, so we are always feeling entertained - especially at the dinner table.
One of Henry's latest phrases is "No fair!" (Love that one as a parent, right?) Anyway, the first time he said it, it was completely in context and I'm pretty sure he got sent to timeout. Pretty much 99.9% of the time after that he has used it in the completely wrong context, at which point we realized that he doesn't really get what it means but just picked it up while watching Frosty the Snowman. (Still a favorite.) I wish I could think of an out of context "no fair" example now, but I can't.
Of course since Sam repeats almost everything Henry says, he says, "oh fah" (no fair) pretty often himself. Oddly enough, Sam almost always uses it in the correct context. (i.e. Sam, you are going to take a nap in 15 minutes. "oh fah!")
This morning, Henry asked Matt a question, but Matt was across the house in another room. Henry didn't realize this and said, "MOM! Dad is not responding to me!" Definitely the first time I have heard the word "responding" come out of his mouth, but I think it's safe to say Henry will adopt a Gibson vocabulary, which is good bc my SAT verbal score was kind of crummy and Matt's dad still uses words I don't understand.
The latest news with Sam is that he was like the best sleeper ever till about two month ago. We are talking three hour naps every single day, no problems at night... and then one day, he decided not to nap, and now my guess is that he naps 40-50% of the time. He still spends a decent amount of time in his crib, which is like a Pavlovian trigger for him to poop. I kid you not, the kid can poop 5 minutes before I put him in is crib, and he will still poop again when he is supposed to be napping. So Sammy turns 2 on December 8th and has a very "iffy' nap routine. (Even though I leave him in there for 2 hours daily, religiously, regardless.) And Henry dropped his nap when he was 2.5.
NOW, tell me, if you were me and you heard a rumor that four-year-olds in your son's preschool class were still napping consistently everyday, would you be a little jealous? Yes you would, don't lie!
Besides that, Sam's favorite word is "Mow" which is actually "No." Funniest story about that is Matt didn't know Sam was saying, "No," and he said to me, "Have you heard this word that Sam is saying ALL THE TIME now? I can't understand what it is, but it sounds like 'mow.'" Umm yes babe, it's "no" and he's disagreeing with everything you tell him to do.
Well this has gotten long, so I better quit, lest I lose the three of you who are still hanging on... Oh and when I re-read that first paragraph I realized that I wasn't totally truthful... there is at least a small excuse for not blogging in awhile (and well I wasn't really going to tell you, except for wanting to be honest)... and that is that I am 15 weeks into my 3rd pregnancy, and due at the end of April. Woo hoo!
So there you go! Perhaps if I update more often, I won't need to write books each time.
Saturday, August 24, 2013
11,12,13 out of 30
Hola!
So, this summer I completed three things on my 30 before 30 list, which leaves me with 17 items to go before June 18th of next year, and I can already tell you for certain that I won't be doing 50 consecutive push ups (what was I smoking?), I probably won't be going to Disney World, and some of the other items are up in the air too... I need to change my list.
In the meantime... this Summer, I
So, this summer I completed three things on my 30 before 30 list, which leaves me with 17 items to go before June 18th of next year, and I can already tell you for certain that I won't be doing 50 consecutive push ups (what was I smoking?), I probably won't be going to Disney World, and some of the other items are up in the air too... I need to change my list.
In the meantime... this Summer, I
- took a kid-free vacation- Pictures below.
- completed the year long Austin Stone Institute's Women's Development program (concluded with a trip to London)
- and learned about a different culture (actually religion and cultures- with an S). If you are wondering, I learned a great deal about Islam and middle-eastern cultures, but of course am by no means an expert. I also read three and a half(ish) books about the FRENCH people... how they parent, how they eat, etc. So, while I am not going to be teaching "World Cultures" anytime soon, I definitely know a lot more than I did.
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| Me and my Women's Development gals on our day off in London... about a month before royal baby. No royalty sightings for us... |
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| Kid Free Vaca in Mexico... nothing like spending the 4th of July in Mexico, watching a Mexican band sing "Sweet Home Alabama." |
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| #nofilter in this one Mexico! |
Friday, July 26, 2013
samgib and hengib
Greetings!!
Sammy boy is going to be 20 months old in a matter of weeks, and I just realized recently that I NEVER post updates about him anymore. Or about Henry. Or really about anyone. Actually I don't really post anymore at all, do I?
So I am here. And Sam, if you grow up embittered that I never recorded the day you chipped your first tooth on my blog, I want you to know that I've spent a decent amount of "could-have-been-blogging" time doing really important things like making your father watch The Bachelorette with me. Note: You still haven't chipped your first tooth.
Yes, so, SamGib. I like to call him "SamGib." My mother in law came up with the nickname, and it's kinda stuck with me. We also often call Henry, "HenGib."
Sam is a walking, talking, running, jumping, tantrum-ing machine, and I L-O-V-E this phase he's in right now. He's often sporting a mischievous grin, which means a) he knows we think he's really cute or b) he himself thinks he's pretty cute.
Three things that stand out to me about the Sammers right now.
1. He is super independent. This kiddo wants to do things ALL.BY.HIMSELF. He wants to brush his teeth by himself, eat all food by himself, come down the stairs like a big boy all by himself (which we obviously don't allow), put sunscreen on all by himself, wash his hands all by himself, etc. So needless to say, life with Sam is... messy.
2. His vocabulary is growing everyday. A lot of times he just talks gibberish (it truly sounds like a real other language though), and I am convinced it's just because he wants to be a part of the conversation. When he is not talking gibberish, he is talking in English, which is fun because I speak that language. Some of my favorite words and phrases of his are:
- "All aboard" Which sounds like "OW BOOOOOW"
- "He shoots. He scores." Which sounds like "SHHHHHHTS COOOOOWS" (This is a phrase that Henry also used at that age, but Hen said it totally differently, which I think is funny/cool/neat.)
- "More" which sounds like "Moooooooooooooooow"
- "Pool" aka Poo. He loves the pool.
3. He loves swimming, jumping, and basketball. Truly. These three combined make for a dangerous combo, since I am sure if I was not around, he would chase a basketball into the pool, or jump into the pool to get a basketball. (Both pools we go to have basketball goals/balls to play with in the water.) He likes to jump in the pool, on the bed, and on dry ground. He likes to play basketball in the pool, in his crib, and on dry ground. Because he is so comfortable in the water, I should probably put him in swim lessons, but I am behind the curve on swimming. With both children. HenGib is rather timid, though. We tried lessons this summer, but that was a no go. He finally put his face under this week! Go Henry!
Speaking of Henry, he has a new obsession (besides trains), and that is running. He constantly (CONSTANTLY) wants me, Matt, Sam, or any other guest in our house, to race with him. Since I prefer to be sedentary at home, I recently sent Henry and Sam to the track with Matt to run some energy out. He thought that was super fun. I hoped this would wear him out, but when he got home, he only wanted to race more.
Here's to a completed blog post!
Sammy boy is going to be 20 months old in a matter of weeks, and I just realized recently that I NEVER post updates about him anymore. Or about Henry. Or really about anyone. Actually I don't really post anymore at all, do I?
So I am here. And Sam, if you grow up embittered that I never recorded the day you chipped your first tooth on my blog, I want you to know that I've spent a decent amount of "could-have-been-blogging" time doing really important things like making your father watch The Bachelorette with me. Note: You still haven't chipped your first tooth.
Yes, so, SamGib. I like to call him "SamGib." My mother in law came up with the nickname, and it's kinda stuck with me. We also often call Henry, "HenGib."
Sam is a walking, talking, running, jumping, tantrum-ing machine, and I L-O-V-E this phase he's in right now. He's often sporting a mischievous grin, which means a) he knows we think he's really cute or b) he himself thinks he's pretty cute.
Three things that stand out to me about the Sammers right now.
1. He is super independent. This kiddo wants to do things ALL.BY.HIMSELF. He wants to brush his teeth by himself, eat all food by himself, come down the stairs like a big boy all by himself (which we obviously don't allow), put sunscreen on all by himself, wash his hands all by himself, etc. So needless to say, life with Sam is... messy.
2. His vocabulary is growing everyday. A lot of times he just talks gibberish (it truly sounds like a real other language though), and I am convinced it's just because he wants to be a part of the conversation. When he is not talking gibberish, he is talking in English, which is fun because I speak that language. Some of my favorite words and phrases of his are:
- "All aboard" Which sounds like "OW BOOOOOW"
- "He shoots. He scores." Which sounds like "SHHHHHHTS COOOOOWS" (This is a phrase that Henry also used at that age, but Hen said it totally differently, which I think is funny/cool/neat.)
- "More" which sounds like "Moooooooooooooooow"
- "Pool" aka Poo. He loves the pool.
3. He loves swimming, jumping, and basketball. Truly. These three combined make for a dangerous combo, since I am sure if I was not around, he would chase a basketball into the pool, or jump into the pool to get a basketball. (Both pools we go to have basketball goals/balls to play with in the water.) He likes to jump in the pool, on the bed, and on dry ground. He likes to play basketball in the pool, in his crib, and on dry ground. Because he is so comfortable in the water, I should probably put him in swim lessons, but I am behind the curve on swimming. With both children. HenGib is rather timid, though. We tried lessons this summer, but that was a no go. He finally put his face under this week! Go Henry!
Speaking of Henry, he has a new obsession (besides trains), and that is running. He constantly (CONSTANTLY) wants me, Matt, Sam, or any other guest in our house, to race with him. Since I prefer to be sedentary at home, I recently sent Henry and Sam to the track with Matt to run some energy out. He thought that was super fun. I hoped this would wear him out, but when he got home, he only wanted to race more.
Here's to a completed blog post!
Monday, July 1, 2013
mom fail
Henry and Sam LOVE trains. We often ride the train (of shame) at the Domain or Lakeline Mall for like $10, and they get a major kick out of it. But Matt recently pointed out to me that if I take the closest metro rail train from my house to Downtown, it's actually cheaper than riding the train at the mall for 10 minutes.
Sooo. Today, we decided to take the metro downtown and back - just for a fun, and different, and cooler way to spend the summer morning. Except instead of starting at the station closest to my house, I drove further north to Cedar Park to make the train ride last a little longer.
So we take the ride all the way downtown, stay on the train to come back, and then about five minutes into our return train ride, I discover that the train is actually stopping one stop short of where my car is parked. (Which is like five miles further north.) Also known as - I'm brilliant.
Fortunately, Matt was able to drive to my car, trade out cars, and come pick us up at the station we got dumped at. Haha. So it wasn't a total fail, but definitely poor planning on my part.
The other thing I learned from this train ride was that I have NO plans to go on an airplane by myself with both kids ANYTIME soon. And if you're wondering why, the answer = Sam.
It's been awhile!! I have lots of 30 before 30s and other stuff to hopefully post about "soon," whatever that means.
Sooo. Today, we decided to take the metro downtown and back - just for a fun, and different, and cooler way to spend the summer morning. Except instead of starting at the station closest to my house, I drove further north to Cedar Park to make the train ride last a little longer.
So we take the ride all the way downtown, stay on the train to come back, and then about five minutes into our return train ride, I discover that the train is actually stopping one stop short of where my car is parked. (Which is like five miles further north.) Also known as - I'm brilliant.
Fortunately, Matt was able to drive to my car, trade out cars, and come pick us up at the station we got dumped at. Haha. So it wasn't a total fail, but definitely poor planning on my part.
The other thing I learned from this train ride was that I have NO plans to go on an airplane by myself with both kids ANYTIME soon. And if you're wondering why, the answer = Sam.
It's been awhile!! I have lots of 30 before 30s and other stuff to hopefully post about "soon," whatever that means.
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