Saturday, September 18, 2010

180 Degrees?

GREY*isms*

G: "Maybe Mrs. Sharon will wear a dress tomorrow...a pretty dress!"

His official first crush is here and I'm not ready for it. I'm especially not ready for the older woman. Call it an innocent crush if you want but please tell me how I can get the pictures out of my head of having a daughter-in-law my age. Twisted? Ok, a little. But I have a 4 1/2 year old child who can't stop talking about his teacher and what she might be wearing and what she's doing and what her fish is doing and "Mom, can I see a picture of Mrs. Sharon?"

The good news is, there are no more tears in the mornings. He talks about her constantly. He wants to see her picture. He loves school!

I don't know what he sees in her :-)

I'm astounded by the acceleration of his growth (including his height though he's still the smallest in his class). His independence has multiplied overnight, literally, and now I'm wondering why I don't get to console him while he cries getting his haircut. The answer is because he's getting into the chair all by himself and sitting there quietly not even asking where I am, which is sitting a short distance behind him equally proud that he's not crying and wishing he would.

To our neighbor, "Marilyn, do you like my haircut?"

Graham's cold has been hanging on so my champion napper has been struggling this week. He refuses to eat anything off of a spoon so we're getting as creative as possible with finger foods.

The boys are having a great time together. They laugh all the time. After dinner at our house is always a party. It's the best time of the day for both of them. I took a video of Greyson whispering secrets to Graham that are extraordinarily hilarious. We're looking forward to some upcoming fun in September and October. Fall and football are here and life is good!

Monday, September 13, 2010

I Promised Pictures!

It feels like ages ago that we got to enjoy 10 beautiful August days in Wisconsin.  Mike’s mom likes this pic so much it might end up on their Christmas card…I figure we can photoshop Jake into the picture. He’s not in it because he’s driving the boat.

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I think I mentioned that school started last week.  It’s a preschool program for 4 year olds at the same school we had him in last year (remember, the one we pulled him out of in December because he had such a hard time?)

  • Actual days of school: 3
  • Actual days attended: 2

I’ll keep you posted.  The missing day was not for illness although the screaming crying fit thrown in the school parking lot was pretty sick.  Today was a good day.  No tears.  His teacher is awesome.  She’s going to be the reason he makes it through.

GREY*isms*

(after putting a pile of hot peas onto his dinner plate)

  • G: I’m allergic to pea steam

Both boys have colds right now but they’re powering through.

Graham is somehow going to be 11 months old next week.  I’m not sure how that happened.  We’re just going to pretend that his 1st birthday is next year. He still has only 1 tooth and isn’t walking or talking so I think he can pass as a toddler for a while.  If you hear him say ‘hi’, ‘dada’, ‘mama’ or ‘all done’, it’s a figment of your imagination.  He might look like he can stand for long periods of time but that’s because he has a low center of gravity. Any signs of dexterity is just luck or brilliance.  Not age.  Not maturity. So be quiet. He’s just a baby.

Wednesday, September 8, 2010

4 years old and counting

Greyson’s 1st day of 4B at First Presbyterian

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A few days worth of blogs

I’m starting this blog with little idea of where it might go and I’ll warn you now that I’m A) crabby B) tired and C) missing my boys because Hurricane Earl couldn’t get his fat ass off the coast before my plane landed.  We did enough circles above JFK to get us back to Ireland.  I watched 3 full length movies, read a book, took a nap and still had time to spare.  I wish I could say it’s over, but I still have to get to Seattle from NYC.  A mere 8 hours more and I’ll be home.

I stayed at the Dylan hotel and loved it. Dublin is a wonderful city with friendly and accommodating people who are truly interested in getting to know you. I found myself complaining about the talkativeness of my cab driver and then stopped. A friendly cab driver who proactively describes the neighborhoods, traffic patterns, places to eat, drink, or “get a cup of coffee and sit on the canal”?  Refreshing, not annoying.  The only thing that would have made it better would have been my sweet Graham sitting next to me clapping his little hands and Greyson asking to take the LUAS up and down the island.

…the 2 paragraphs above were written on Friday, September 3rd.  Today is Labor Day and I’m sorry to say that I’m on a plane again. This time back to Canada for a round of golf and some meetings.  I get home on Thursday and I plan to stay there for the foreseeable future (aside from a quick trip to Wisconsin in 2 weeks).  Rather than start my blog over I decided to keep the original material to prove to all of you that I really do think about blogging often enough to keep you interested. The trouble is actually putting pen to paper and publishing it.

Here’s a few snippets from the past few weeks:

  • Greyson visited the San Juan islands this past weekend and got to see Orca up close and personal. This morning he told me that he was going to catch a baby Orca whale, bring it home, cut off its tail and eat it.
  • I told Greyson that a new toy would not enter our house until he started donating his existing ones.  Here’s his list so far:  broken ukelele, armless lego guy, a couple of trains, but he won’t name which ones and Mike’s Brewers hat
  • While getting ready to take me to the airport, Greyson says to Mike “get your shoes, homey!”
  • Graham is now waving, clapping and giving high fives. There’s not a cuter 10 month old on the planet.  Unfortunately he has a horrible sty in his eye so he looks like he just got out of a bar fight.

Happy Labor Day.

OK, 2 days later and I’m planning on actually publishing this post. Greyson starts school today. I called him last night and he’s so excited. I’m sorry that I won’t be there to see him off.  He’s not giving kisses anymore unless it’s just the two of us. If someone else is in the room and I ask for a kiss, he makes everyone else close their eyes.  He started wiping them off a long time ago.  He thinks it’s funny.  I try to laugh about it too but deep down, I’m wondering how this is happening so soon.

Pictures will be posted this weekend, I promise.