Jun 21, 2013

Me pics

I've worked hard and think it's doubtful I'll get into much better shape than I'm in now. I thought it would be fun to take some pictures, one day in the distant future, I can show them to the kids. Their mama in her peak, post pregnancy anyway. Tooter was the genius behind the camera.

I was surprised to see my arm in this picture. All that toting around kids is good for building bulk apparently. Or maybe it's pushing the jogging stroller up hills. Something kid related.

I was coached on this technique of hanging my arm like I just don't care. Is it working? We were laughing about it. I'm not sure why Tooter didn't coach me on how not to molest the tree though...

Jun 20, 2013

Kid pics

Tooter left her camera with me for a couple of days and I have been obsessively using it, since pictures taken with it look so pretty.

I was excited about this one.
The actual scene wasn't quite as idyllic as the photo would lead you to believe. I asked Kins to catch up with him and hold his hand. She rushed up, thinking this was a great idea. He liked it ok for a minute, but then he was like, "Woah, you crampin' my style girl!" He kept trying to pry his hand out of hers, the same way he does when I try to hold his hand. She wasn't too put off though. She kept patiently trying again. She has really been getting great with him lately. Today I took him out of the tub first, and she said accusingly, "Hey! You took my friend Big Mac!"

Here's a shot of him admiring the dogs.
Kins was more pleased than usual to smile for the camera. Possibly because she was holding snails in her hands, making them "play" together, and she was eager to show them off.
Big Mac took a small break from the usual stunts to look sweet. Ok, and to be sweet. He rushed over to me for big hugs at least a couple of times while I was taking pictures of him.

Jun 11, 2013

Jun 5, 2013

Pics and Random haps

A couple of the bunnies who live on my road.We learned recently that Howard ate one the one time he got out of the yard a long while. Our neighbor, who had been feeding the rabbit and had grown attached to it, witnessed the event. She was not very pleased with us.
The path I run on. I keep posting pictures of this path. I can't help myself. I just love running on it. It is so much better than dealing with curbs and street crossings when you are pushing a double stroller. I have managed to eek out a couple of 8:50 miles in a row here and there pushing the thing. I'm getting a little faster.
My vision is awful. I'm sure she couldn't see a thing wearing these.
Competitive as she can get with her brother, things are more fun when he is involved. She begs me to put him in beside her, it is a blast for both.
He loves going into the playhouse and sitting in his rocking chair. Practicing to be an old man.
I love seeing proof that all  my getting back into shape is working! My calves have slimmed up and the muscles are showing much better than before.
Finally looked where Kins had been pointing and asking for help picking up the ants. Huh.
Peek a boo!
First time in the pool. It's still too cold to be in the pool in the shade, but I'm sure they'll be spending a lot of time in the pool soon. Big Mac wasn't all that impressed, not enough to eat in there I guess. Kins is in love.
I was informed that this sticker features "poopy balls". I'm not very mature... this provided a long laugh.
I'm surprised how much mileage this sandbox has gotten. Both of them get in many times each day. I have given up preventing Big Mac from eating the sand. He still hasn't tired of eating it like you would imagine.
He copies everything that she does and he's always so excited about it. She sits on the stair, he runs and sits too, glowing with joy. She's probably wondering why sitting on a stair is so thrilling.
Now it's his turn to wonder why she is so thrilled. He had a different point of view about the Thomas the Train ride, he thought it was borderline abusive to attempt to keep him from exploring long enough to take a picture.

Jun 3, 2013

14 month Gusto

I would say if I had to pick a word to describe Big Mac, it would be gusto. He is just such a character. He is trying hard to communicate. He says things like, "Here you go Kins!" He often says this to people other than Kins, although he sometimes says daddy when giving something to Tim. He says it like, "He do do-ey" and sometimes he throws in a few extra syllables for good measure. He says Hi to the right person or animal most of the time. He's into shrieking long series of what I think is probably jibberish excitedly. It's possible he's saying something real, or else he's mimicking the sound of speech pretty well with jibberish. He is thrilled about learning new words. When he repeats them, they often don't sound like the actual word, but he repeats them with gusto anyway. He points to his nose when I ask him about it. He also points to his nose most of the time when I ask him about his eye. He knows eye is a part of his face, but he's not quite nailed down specifics yet. When I ask him where the light his, he says, "dee!" and points to the nearest one. For a long time I thought he just couldn't say light, but when my parents were here they pointed out that he was saying "the", since I always ask where "the light" is. When I tell him it's night night time, he runs over to Tim and gives him a kiss. He puckers up nicely for kisses when asked for one, going, "mmmmmm" and leaning in. I'm noticing lately just how many words he knows. He can't say most of them, but he obviously understands them. He looks at his shoes, hair, or peanut (haha, can you guess what that's our word for? Do-ey came up with it...) when I mention them, for example. He also knows yucky, a word I have to use a lot around him to indicate that he should NOT eat the item he his holding. When I say this, he stares at the item, often smiling and bringing it very close to his mouth and making fake munching motions and sounds. Or else he just disregards me and goes ahead and eats it. He just learned to properly use the word "mine!" This, of course, is always said as an exclamation.

He has been taught to head butt, hit, and steal items. *sigh* Time out is starting already. He does seem to be starting to get that he can't hit Kins with items, although hitting with hands is more confusing , due to hitting being encouraged with high five. I think we need to abandon high five altogether and stick to hitting always being a bad thing.

He likes to do everything on his own these days. If I try to hold his hand on rough terrain or near dangerous stuff (like at the pool the other day), he grabs my hand with his other and pries it off. This makes going anywhere unsafe for him tricky.

He has learned he can lead me to whatever he is trying to do or obtain and get help. I get led to the door outside quite often. 

At this age he is amazed by everything, tasting it all (3 snails eaten this month, tons of sand, a large clod of dirt, just a few examples of many), exploring at all times, and wants to be held by and socialize with anyone. He is exuberant and charming. Despite being on a near constant quest to explore and keep busy, he still loves to run back to mama for quick cuddles inbetween. He is oh so sweet. He also still demands to be cuddled by Tim for at least 20 minutes after Tim arrives home from work. Then, it's back to the exploring business until bedtime.
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