Wednesday, June 8, 2011
Thursday, April 14, 2011
22 months
At 22 months, Hunter is constantly testing his independence and exploring everything around him. He loves to climb everything, play with blocks, and watch Bob or Thomas. His vocabulary grows by the day and he has even said a few sentences.
The most impressive sentence so far was at my cousin's wedding rehearsal. He said, "Which way to Papa?" in a very distressed manner because he was clearly not getting what he wanted from me or his Grancie. It was adorable.
This is how Hunter goes down the slide:
Hunter loves to climb on the playground, and he has gotten really good at it:
Wednesday, March 30, 2011
Daddy Bear
In preparation for Josh being away this summer, we took Hunter to Build-A-Bear to make a bear that could remind him of his daddy. We found an army uniform to dress the bear in and Josh was able to record his voice which we placed inside the bear. Hunter was still a little young to understand the process, but this bear will be cherished by both of us this summer!
Thursday, March 24, 2011
botanical gardens
Tuesday, March 22, 2011
is it him or is it me?
I just put Hunter down for his afternoon nap-- 15 minutes early and with very little lunch in his belly. After he threw his milk down on the floor three times, and threw multiple quesadillas, bread, and yogurt on the floor I gave him a one minute, very ineffective, timeout. I was at my boiling point. This is after taking him to Target, where we usually have lots of fun looking at things together. But today, he decided he did not want to sit in the cart. He somehow wiggled his way out of the strap and stood up in the seat while yelling "'get up! get up!" So, for the first time, I put him into the basket with his sippy of water and a few toys. I thought he could have fun playing in the basket. He thought it was punishment. He screamed and cried and got really angry at me.
I would love to let him walk beside me as we cruise through Target, but there is no way! He either runs his own direction or pulls everything off the shelves. Either way, I am not really shopping, I am wrangling a child who is so small yet can move so quickly. Not my idea of fun. In fact, it is testing my patience every step of the way. Today I am seriously questioning where my sweet little boy went and wondering if I will ever get him back.
He is too heavy to carry all the time, but it is one of the only ways to control his little body. He wants so badly to have independence, but he has no impulse control. Seriously. The kid has always been active, but this is a new level. His little body is able to do more and his mind is constantly wanting to know what is going on around him. Yesterday I took him to the mall play area, thinking it would be a fun outing and he could play in a different atmosphere. He is a sneaky little kid. Just when I thought he was starting to really enjoy the place, he would dart out and run through the mall, leaving me running after him desperately pleading with him to obey. He must have loved the scene it made and the attention he got, because this little song and dance repeated at least 10 times. I left there exhausted, angry, and seriously doubting my mothering skills.
My patience is worn thin and he is finding every hole. I am wondering if it is him that is acting crazy or if it is me. At the end of the day, it is probably both of us. He is entering a new developmental stage and I am still am still treating him as if he is in the old one. I, too, am entering a new stage of mothering. I need to learn to adapt to what he needs and grow in my patience. He needs more patience in how I approach disciplining him. But I also need to be patient with myself. I am still learning how to do this whole mothering thing. Hunter and I will have to learn together.
For now, I am going to enjoy a few minutes of a quiet house.
I would love to let him walk beside me as we cruise through Target, but there is no way! He either runs his own direction or pulls everything off the shelves. Either way, I am not really shopping, I am wrangling a child who is so small yet can move so quickly. Not my idea of fun. In fact, it is testing my patience every step of the way. Today I am seriously questioning where my sweet little boy went and wondering if I will ever get him back.
He is too heavy to carry all the time, but it is one of the only ways to control his little body. He wants so badly to have independence, but he has no impulse control. Seriously. The kid has always been active, but this is a new level. His little body is able to do more and his mind is constantly wanting to know what is going on around him. Yesterday I took him to the mall play area, thinking it would be a fun outing and he could play in a different atmosphere. He is a sneaky little kid. Just when I thought he was starting to really enjoy the place, he would dart out and run through the mall, leaving me running after him desperately pleading with him to obey. He must have loved the scene it made and the attention he got, because this little song and dance repeated at least 10 times. I left there exhausted, angry, and seriously doubting my mothering skills.
My patience is worn thin and he is finding every hole. I am wondering if it is him that is acting crazy or if it is me. At the end of the day, it is probably both of us. He is entering a new developmental stage and I am still am still treating him as if he is in the old one. I, too, am entering a new stage of mothering. I need to learn to adapt to what he needs and grow in my patience. He needs more patience in how I approach disciplining him. But I also need to be patient with myself. I am still learning how to do this whole mothering thing. Hunter and I will have to learn together.
For now, I am going to enjoy a few minutes of a quiet house.
Friday, March 18, 2011
21 month pictures
A few mornings ago I went to get Hunter out of bed and I found him like this:


No pants. And he had somehow pulled his shirt over his head so that the neck hole was in the middle of his back. Funny kid!

His hair is getting really curly:



He still loves bath time:

He is getting better at using a spoon for himself:



No pants. And he had somehow pulled his shirt over his head so that the neck hole was in the middle of his back. Funny kid!

His hair is getting really curly:




He still loves bath time:

He is getting better at using a spoon for himself:


indoor picnic
A few days ago it was absolutely beautiful outside. I wanted to soak up the sun so badly! So, during Hunter's nap I planned a picnic. I thought it would be fun to go to a local park and let Hunter run around while we enjoyed the long-awaited sun. By the time we got to the park, it was getting really windy and really cold. We let Hunter play for a bit before we packed everything up and decided to go home. I was really disappointed, but as we drove home we decided it could be an indoor picnic. So, we laid out our towel right on the living room floor, opened the windows, and had a picnic at home. It was so fun! Hunter loved it. I think we may have to do this more often!
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