Silas, this morning you slept in, long after Daddy and Henry had gone downstairs. You stirred at one point, raised your head to look around, and then burrowed into my neck. I'd been awake for a while and was getting restless. I looked over at my iPhone on the dresser and wished I had it in my hand to mindlessly surf the internet.
But then, as I felt your warm, fuzzy head resting against me, I realized how fleeting these moments are. You're getting so big so fast. I imagined you as a teenager, too busy for his mom; a young adult, out on his own; and a man with a family to take care of. And I let you snuggle into me until you woke up and smiled your sunny smile at me.
Good morning, baby.
Saturday, December 10, 2011
Wednesday, December 7, 2011
Thursday, December 1, 2011
Henry Quotes (November 2011 Edition)
HENRY: When Maddy was over we were writing messages to each other. I wrote, "Maddy sat in a chair and a T-Rex ate her."
ME: What did she say?
HENRY: She said, "Awkward." And I said, "Yeah, that IS awkward!"
Henry & my husband watched a documentary about Jake Jabara, who flew combat in the Korean war and was the first American jet ace in history. At the end, the announcer stated that Jabara tragically died in a car accident at the age of 43. Henry said, "They say that like 43 is young." And he was honestly puzzled.
ME: What did she say?
HENRY: She said, "Awkward." And I said, "Yeah, that IS awkward!"
Henry & my husband watched a documentary about Jake Jabara, who flew combat in the Korean war and was the first American jet ace in history. At the end, the announcer stated that Jabara tragically died in a car accident at the age of 43. Henry said, "They say that like 43 is young." And he was honestly puzzled.
Tuesday, November 1, 2011
Henry Quotes (October 2011 Edition)
HENRY (upon first waking up): Today is going to be another horrible day.
ME: Why do you say that?
HENRY: Because I'm trying to be truthful.
My husband is home today, so he kept Silas with him while I walked Henry to school. On the way Henry said, "For once we don't have that bulky stroller, bulkin' things up."
When I ask Henry to check on Silas for me, he'll give me the report: "He's just sittin' in the living room, playing with his toy dog. I'd say there's a 10% chance of him bonking his head."
I just randomly belted out a song from a children's video and Henry joined me midway through. When we finished, there was a pause, and then Henry said, "We're not very good singers."
ME (frustrated): Henry, has anyone ever told you that you're a pain in the tuckus?
HENRY: No.
ME: Well, you're a pain in the tuckus.
HENRY (brightly): Thanks for tellin' me!
HENRY (enjoying the spoils of trick-or-treat): When are you going to tell me that's enough candy?
ME: Why do you say that?
HENRY: Because I'm trying to be truthful.
My husband is home today, so he kept Silas with him while I walked Henry to school. On the way Henry said, "For once we don't have that bulky stroller, bulkin' things up."
When I ask Henry to check on Silas for me, he'll give me the report: "He's just sittin' in the living room, playing with his toy dog. I'd say there's a 10% chance of him bonking his head."
I just randomly belted out a song from a children's video and Henry joined me midway through. When we finished, there was a pause, and then Henry said, "We're not very good singers."
ME (frustrated): Henry, has anyone ever told you that you're a pain in the tuckus?
HENRY: No.
ME: Well, you're a pain in the tuckus.
HENRY (brightly): Thanks for tellin' me!
HENRY (enjoying the spoils of trick-or-treat): When are you going to tell me that's enough candy?
Sunday, October 30, 2011
Happy Halloween!
Henry was an astronaut for Halloween. We spent way more than parents should spend for a kid's costume, but it was a huge hit.
A surprising number of people called Henry a "spaceman" or a "space cadet."
Finally Henry walked up to the grown-up at the next house and announced, "By the way, I'm an astronaut."
Silas came along for the ride and sat patiently in the stroller for an hour while we made the rounds.
He was not too impressed by all the activity.
Henry objected that his candy bucket didn't really go with his costume, because "why would an astronaut be carrying a pumpkin?"
But then why would an astronaut be trick-or-treating?
By the way, the cow is our neighbor Patti. I included this shot because I'm just so amused by a tiny astronaut and a cow standing around together.
I mean, what's an astronaut doing talking to a cow?
A surprising number of people called Henry a "spaceman" or a "space cadet."
Finally Henry walked up to the grown-up at the next house and announced, "By the way, I'm an astronaut."
Silas came along for the ride and sat patiently in the stroller for an hour while we made the rounds.
He was not too impressed by all the activity.
Henry objected that his candy bucket didn't really go with his costume, because "why would an astronaut be carrying a pumpkin?"
But then why would an astronaut be trick-or-treating?
By the way, the cow is our neighbor Patti. I included this shot because I'm just so amused by a tiny astronaut and a cow standing around together.
I mean, what's an astronaut doing talking to a cow?
Friday, October 28, 2011
Eleven Months
I can't believe that the last update I posted about Silas was over two months ago. Sorry, little one! I've been busy enjoying him, though.
I mean, look at that face! He is just a little ball of sunshine. So happy most of the time. But he's also developing a feisty side. Now when we put him on the changing table he yells and cries. It used to be his happy place, but no longer. He's also not too happy about going in his carseat or even sometimes his stroller. I think now that he's so mobile he either wants to be on the move or in our arms.
He can now just reach the piano keys, if he raises his hands up over his head. He has always loved the piano; when my husband sits down to play, Silas will immediately crawl over to him and whine until he's lifted up onto Daddy's lap where he can bang on the keys. But now, he's cut out the middle man.
Still no words, though he does say "mamamamama" and will repeat it if I ask him to say it. Still not walking, but lots of creeping along the furniture.
He sits and plays by himself more than I remember Henry doing. He likes to flip through the pages of his board books on his own, though he never sits still long enough for me to read him one.
He's devious like Henry, though; when he puts something in his mouth that he shouldn't (carpet fuzz is a particular favorite) and sees us coming, he clamps his mouth shut tight and tries to crawl away.
He still nurses almost exclusively. He hasn't seemed super interested in food, and with everything we've been through with Henry I'll admit I'm a bit worried about him developing allergies. He has eaten (and enjoyed) liver sausage, though. That made for an interesting smelling poopy diaper.
He has this way of looking at us very intently. Sometimes when we're holding him he will back his head away and look at us full in the face. Then we smile, he smiles back, and his whole face lights up. Such a sweet, sweet boy.
I mean, look at that face! He is just a little ball of sunshine. So happy most of the time. But he's also developing a feisty side. Now when we put him on the changing table he yells and cries. It used to be his happy place, but no longer. He's also not too happy about going in his carseat or even sometimes his stroller. I think now that he's so mobile he either wants to be on the move or in our arms.
He can now just reach the piano keys, if he raises his hands up over his head. He has always loved the piano; when my husband sits down to play, Silas will immediately crawl over to him and whine until he's lifted up onto Daddy's lap where he can bang on the keys. But now, he's cut out the middle man.
Still no words, though he does say "mamamamama" and will repeat it if I ask him to say it. Still not walking, but lots of creeping along the furniture.
He sits and plays by himself more than I remember Henry doing. He likes to flip through the pages of his board books on his own, though he never sits still long enough for me to read him one.
He's devious like Henry, though; when he puts something in his mouth that he shouldn't (carpet fuzz is a particular favorite) and sees us coming, he clamps his mouth shut tight and tries to crawl away.
He still nurses almost exclusively. He hasn't seemed super interested in food, and with everything we've been through with Henry I'll admit I'm a bit worried about him developing allergies. He has eaten (and enjoyed) liver sausage, though. That made for an interesting smelling poopy diaper.
He has this way of looking at us very intently. Sometimes when we're holding him he will back his head away and look at us full in the face. Then we smile, he smiles back, and his whole face lights up. Such a sweet, sweet boy.
Thursday, October 27, 2011
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