No, I am not referring to the book or the movie, though I did thoroughly enjoy reading the novel by Elizabeth Gilbert. On the contrary, I don't think the movie was given stellar reviews despite Julia Roberts starring in it, so this is another one that will be missed on the big screen.
Last night, as we were sitting down getting ready to have dinner, baby K suddenly reaches out to take our hands and says "Pray!" It was such a wonderful moment I wish I could have captured it on video. When M was done praying, baby K shouts "Amen!" as she usually does and then tells us to "Eat!"
This morning, as baby K and I were ready to head out the door, I told her to say to M, "I love you daddy" (same routine I do every morning). I didn't expect her to actually respond since she never has before, but today she surprised us with an "i wuv you" in return. I couldn't believe my ears! I told baby K to say it again, and she even repeated herself! M and I were so thrilled! I guess repetition and consistency are really the key. Hopefully this was not just a one-time occurrence and we'll hear it from her every morning going forward.
Tuesday, August 31, 2010
Friday, August 20, 2010
Sesame Place
Our afternoon at Sesame Place yesterday was okay. It was a lot more crowded (for a Thursday) than I expected it to be. Baby K enjoyed herself, but I felt like we could have been anywhere and she would still have a good time. She would stop short in her tracks and point to Elmo every time she saw a picture of him, but other than that, we could have been at our local water park and she wouldn't have known the difference.
Our first stop was to the Monster Rock theater to watch 'Elmo Rocks!' There, baby K met some of Elmo's friends: Zoe, Cookie Monster, Bert, and Ernie. I think I had more fun watching the show than baby K did though. She was too busy staring at her stroller parked by the entrance of the theater and making sure no one took it. Silly girl!
Here she is playing with the water sprinklers (this was probably the only picture taken with her smiling):
Baby K threw a slight tantrum when she wanted to go back into the water after she made mommy take her out:
Baby K's favorite ride:
Here's a picture of baby K, daddy, and Zoe. Baby K can't quite say Zoe yet, so it sounds more like "Oy" when she tries. I was very disappointed we didn't get to see Elmo and take a picture with him. The only characters we saw were Zoe and Count Von Count (no picture taken with the Count). Ah well. Maybe we'll have better luck next year.
And here we are, at the end of the day watching the Rock around the Block parade. I look forward to the day when baby K will smile and pose for the camera like her cousin A.
Our first stop was to the Monster Rock theater to watch 'Elmo Rocks!' There, baby K met some of Elmo's friends: Zoe, Cookie Monster, Bert, and Ernie. I think I had more fun watching the show than baby K did though. She was too busy staring at her stroller parked by the entrance of the theater and making sure no one took it. Silly girl!
Here she is playing with the water sprinklers (this was probably the only picture taken with her smiling):Baby K threw a slight tantrum when she wanted to go back into the water after she made mommy take her out:Baby K's favorite ride:Here's a picture of baby K, daddy, and Zoe. Baby K can't quite say Zoe yet, so it sounds more like "Oy" when she tries. I was very disappointed we didn't get to see Elmo and take a picture with him. The only characters we saw were Zoe and Count Von Count (no picture taken with the Count). Ah well. Maybe we'll have better luck next year.And here we are, at the end of the day watching the Rock around the Block parade. I look forward to the day when baby K will smile and pose for the camera like her cousin A.
Monday, August 9, 2010
Beginnings of Potty Training
M and I have started our next feat: potty training baby K. Now that she has successfully transitioned into the toddler class (she went through the entire last week without crying when I dropped her off in the mornings!), M and I felt that it was time. She hasn't shown all the "signs" that she's ready, but recently she's been giving us grief whenever we change her diaper. She used to never have a problem with it, but now every time we set her down on the table to be changed, it becomes a major struggle. I think seeing some of the potty-trained kids in her class makes her not want to be stuck in a diaper anymore.
I posted a note on Facebook asking for suggestions on how to potty train my little girl. The overwhelming response led to one word: bribery. However, I'm reluctant to use such a tactic on baby K, who in my mind is too young to fully grasp the concept of a barter system (though I should know better than to under-estimate her), and therefore would not understand what it means to do something in exchange for a reward. In any case, we're taking our time with it and letting baby K learn at her own pace, so no need to bring bribery into the picture... yet!
We are very fortunate that baby K likes sitting on her potty chair. We started with just bringing her into the bathroom and having her sit in the chair (fully clothed) for as long as she wanted. Last Friday, I saw that baby K was ready to poop, so I rushed her into the bathroom, quickly undressed her shorts and diaper, and sat her down on the potty chair. A few seconds went by, nothing happened, and baby K wanted to get up. I then started smelling something funky, so I told M it was coming, and just as I was about to sit baby K back on the chair again, out came her poop, which landed straight onto the chair. Baby K got scared and started crying while M and I started cheering and clapping away. The whole scene was pretty comical.
Throughout the weekend, we sat baby K diaper-free in her potty chair a few times a day. We'd do silly things like make "shhhh" sounds, turn on the faucet, say "pee pee" and "poopy" repeatedly, all to no avail. Baby K must have thought, "my mommy and daddy are weird!" Be that as it may, but one of these days, it's gonna work! I just know it!
I posted a note on Facebook asking for suggestions on how to potty train my little girl. The overwhelming response led to one word: bribery. However, I'm reluctant to use such a tactic on baby K, who in my mind is too young to fully grasp the concept of a barter system (though I should know better than to under-estimate her), and therefore would not understand what it means to do something in exchange for a reward. In any case, we're taking our time with it and letting baby K learn at her own pace, so no need to bring bribery into the picture... yet!
We are very fortunate that baby K likes sitting on her potty chair. We started with just bringing her into the bathroom and having her sit in the chair (fully clothed) for as long as she wanted. Last Friday, I saw that baby K was ready to poop, so I rushed her into the bathroom, quickly undressed her shorts and diaper, and sat her down on the potty chair. A few seconds went by, nothing happened, and baby K wanted to get up. I then started smelling something funky, so I told M it was coming, and just as I was about to sit baby K back on the chair again, out came her poop, which landed straight onto the chair. Baby K got scared and started crying while M and I started cheering and clapping away. The whole scene was pretty comical.
Throughout the weekend, we sat baby K diaper-free in her potty chair a few times a day. We'd do silly things like make "shhhh" sounds, turn on the faucet, say "pee pee" and "poopy" repeatedly, all to no avail. Baby K must have thought, "my mommy and daddy are weird!" Be that as it may, but one of these days, it's gonna work! I just know it!
Wednesday, August 4, 2010
Picking On Tuesday
Regal Cinemas is offering free movies for kids every Tuesday and Wednesday this summer. I took the day off yesterday and we went to see "The Pirates Who Don't Do Anything." M already had doubts about baby K's attention span, but since it was a Veggie Tales movie, I had high hopes that she'd cooperate and sit through at least half the movie. SIGH! Wishful thinking on my part. We sat in the theater for about 15 minutes before the movie started (had to get there early to secure our seats), and once it started, baby K wanted to leave. I brought her outside and found that she had more fun running around the concession stands. We ended up leaving the theater soon after. The trip was a bit of a waste, but maybe we'll try again next year.
We ended up going peach-picking in the afternoon at Battleview Orchards in Freehold. The peaches were sweeter than when we had gone picking a few weeks ago at a farm closer to home (when the season first opened), and we ended up getting five pounds worth of peaches. It was too hot to stay outside for long, but we had a good time. Baby K enjoyed pulling the peaches from the trees and even helped carry the bucket of peaches.
On the way home, I sat in the backseat with baby K so that I can feed her some snacks. All of a sudden, BAM! Baby K has whacked me in the face with her Snoopy doll and the plastic helmet covering Snoopy's head hit me right above my lip. It actually drew blood, and now my upper lip is swollen and I've got canker sores all over the insides of my mouth. Ouch! Casualties of parenthood... this is not something anyone ever prepares you for.
The Snoopy on the left is what caused my injury. Don't let its cuteness fool you. When slammed across the face at full-force by the strength of a 20-month old who can lift five pounds of fruit, oh trust me, it hurts!
We ended up going peach-picking in the afternoon at Battleview Orchards in Freehold. The peaches were sweeter than when we had gone picking a few weeks ago at a farm closer to home (when the season first opened), and we ended up getting five pounds worth of peaches. It was too hot to stay outside for long, but we had a good time. Baby K enjoyed pulling the peaches from the trees and even helped carry the bucket of peaches.
On the way home, I sat in the backseat with baby K so that I can feed her some snacks. All of a sudden, BAM! Baby K has whacked me in the face with her Snoopy doll and the plastic helmet covering Snoopy's head hit me right above my lip. It actually drew blood, and now my upper lip is swollen and I've got canker sores all over the insides of my mouth. Ouch! Casualties of parenthood... this is not something anyone ever prepares you for.
The Snoopy on the left is what caused my injury. Don't let its cuteness fool you. When slammed across the face at full-force by the strength of a 20-month old who can lift five pounds of fruit, oh trust me, it hurts!
Baby K and daddy picking out the yummy peaches:
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