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Toddler Speak

Thursday, October 21st, 2010

I’ve never been very good at understand children speak during their barely verbal toddler stage. I’m just getting by with Spencer. Most of the time he seems to be interacting with something when he says it for the first time, but if I hadn’t been holding a banana the first time he said mmmnnnaaannnanAAH, I don’t think I would have know what he was talking about.

He’s been pointing out the window lately and saying mmnneee-mnay, but I have no idea what he means. Spencer also has a bath toy shaped like a snail and was saying snail for days before I realized what he was talking about. The hubs knew right away. Of course. I feel like I am failing Spencer in some language development arena when I don’t get it.

Why don't you understand meeeeeeeee?


Tuesday, October 19th, 2010

To say Spencer loves tomatoes would be a huge understatement. Words can’t even describe how much of an understatement. I’m not sure what I am going to do when I can’t get the awesome beefsteak tomatoes from farmer’s market; I hope he is ok with the crappy hothouse winter variety tomato. Here in Southern California, we can get most produce year round, but the tomatoes do suffer.

Tonight we had a just me and the babe dinner, so I made my old college staple of hummus and tomato on toast (I used to be a vegetarian) with a side of cheese. Spencer isn’t quite ready for such a slippery sandwich so he had hummus on toast with sliced tomatoes and cheese chunks on the side. He wasn’t too crazy about the hummus toast at first, but then I discovered that a few days short of 15 months, the little guy understands bargaining.

He would chant maydoh, maydoh until I gave him a piece of tomato and he was ignoring the toast. So, I said that he couldn’t have any more tomato until he ate his toast. And he started shoving the toast in his mouth by the handful. I was kidding; little did I know that the kiddo who can’t seem to understand n0 when he is pushing the dvd player buttons could understand the principle of if/then statements. Or he just so desperately wanted more maydoh he shoved whatever in his mouth until some turned up.

I Blame The Smirking Pigs

Monday, October 18th, 2010

This is the first Monday in a long time that I haven’t scheduled a blog post the night before. I like scheduling posts, judging by the analytics, a lot of readers are on the east cost and I feel like having the post go up at midnight gives everyone a chance to read it whenever they like. You know, because I need to accommodate my thousands of readers. Ha. But, I didn’t even think about blogging yesterday.

There are lots of reasons for my ignoring this space, the most obvious being that I can. While I like to get a post up most weekdays and once on the weekend, this isn’t my job. It is a hobby and I can do what I want. I could also blame lack of inspiration or writers block or the fact that these molars Spencer is working on have destroyed any semblance of sleeping through the night that he had been working on. (Although last night he only woke up every 2 hours, so that is an improvement.) The actual truth is that I spent every moment of free time yesterday playing Angry Birds.

This might seem late in the game. I know the big Angry Birds obesseion is so three weeks ago, but I do not have an iPhone or an iPad and except for a beta version that only had 15 levels that I beat and then beat again with mostly 3 stars on every level, the Droid version of the game came out yesterday. And I am almost done with level 3, which I think is pretty good, seeing as I cared for a toddler most of the day and went to bed less than an hour after he did. So, I pretty  much have birds on the brain.

Since this is primarily a mom blog or baby blog or whatever, but certainly is not a gaming blog. Here is some Spencer news. We went to a baptism on Saturday (not his) and he slept through almost the whole thing (yay), he was awake for the party afterwords which was a toddler nightmare full of tablecloths and low tables covered in choking hazards snacks (boo). It was also wet so outside playing was limited. (Double boo). He had his first experience with a dog and thank god it was an old pug because apparently Spencer likes petting teeth. He no longer sleeps. Molars are evil. Teething can suck it. So. Very. Tired.

Bonus picture of Spencer eating his first sandwich as a reward for the readers because I have a severe case of the rambles.

Pumpkin Patch

Thursday, October 14th, 2010

We didn’t go to the pumpkin patch last year. Spencer was pretty small and the hubs was still on the night shift and exhausted all of the time. I didn’t even dress him up, just got a shirt with a pumpkin on it and called it Halloween. This year, I feel a lot differently. There are memories to be made, people. Starting, of course, with a trip to the pumpkin patch. We went on a Tuesday afternoon, so the patch was almost empty and Spencer could run, and fall, to his little hearts content. We started with the animals.

Spencer thinks nearly all birds are ducks and these geese were no exception. They seemed pretty mellow, considering how evil geese can be, but we still had to keep Spencer from sticking his little fingers in to the pen. The llama, which you can see in the background of the picture on the top right, had seen better days. Spencer also enjoyed looking at the mules that were pulling the hayride.

Spencer poked and patted a whole lot of pumpkins. He called them balls, as he calls most round things balls, but at least he didn’t try and throw any of them.

And he loved running through the fields. He’s getting pretty adept, too. Most of the falls were due to tripping over vines. Spencer is also a budding eco-warrior, he picked up the trash in the fields and would bring it to us. Or it is possible that he just likes things that are shiny. Magpie, eco-warrior, same diff.

And Spencer and I took a somewhat decent picture, as long as you ignore the state of my hair. See those stupid chunks of hair sticking up out of the barrettes – I am STILL dealing with the BangsOfDoom from June. Stupid slow growing hair, I need to hurry up and get pregnant again just to grow out my bangs. Seriously though, there was the cutest little squishy baby dressed up in a pumpkin outfit at the patch and it reignited the baby fever.

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