Tuesday, March 31, 2009
Of course I had to buy it.
We got home and a huge box was waiting for us at the door. I think I was more excited than Logan at first - not even waiting to open the door and unload all our junk onto the dining table - but instead DROPPING it all so I could immediately rip open the box. Right there on the porch.
My excitement must have rubbed off onto Logan because he started jumping and hopping and grunting and yelling and pointing with excitement alongside me. It was awesome. :)
He doesn't yet understand he has to put one foot on the scooter while the other pushes - but I know he's going to get there in no time. He did know, however, to immediately stand up on it and rock his body, impatiently moving the handles from left to right as if to say LET'S GO MOM! LET'S GO NOW!!
And so, off we went around the neighborhood until dark - he standing on his little scooter with both feet while I pushed him around from behind.
Hearts pounding, smiles beaming... We both had the same thought as we gave each other that goofy giddy look.
BEST. TOY. EVER.
Sunday, March 29, 2009
Saturday afternoon our friends Yevgeniy and Marina dropped by to visit with their son Max, who is 9 months old. It was hard for me to remember that Logan was once that small and not able to crawl or walk well on his own! The boys played for an hour or so before they both started getting cranky and tired. And, Jon and I had a really nice time catching up with Yevgeniy and Marina who we haven't seen in ages (even though they just moved to a new home not far from us!). Strange how parenthood will do that to you.
Later that night, we met up with a bunch of friends to celebrate Jarrod's birthday. We enjoyed a lovely dinner and movie (Monsters vs. Aliens) afterward, all baby-free. It was a nice break for Jon and I after such a long work week. And, Logan had a really great time spending the night with my parents, kicking and throwing his new toy ball around the house and playing chase with my dad. :)
Lately, Logan has started climbing up onto our bed, even when we're not around. He L-O-V-E-S rolling around on our big comforter and across our pillows. So I wasn't too surprised to walk in on him hanging out with a huge grin on his face. Totally caught in the act.
I think he likes it there because it's one of the more softer, plusher areas of our house. I don't keep too many throw pillows around and save for a couple of rugs, the house has all hardwood floors. I've seen him take a pillow and throw it on the floor, burying his face into it and laughing with glee while cuddling a stuffed animal (to be fair, that's also usually a sign that he's ready for bed). And, the teachers say he loves to roll around on the carpet at school, most often in the "reading area" which is basically a corner filled with a ton of pillows, blankets and futon mats.
So, as soon as I find some spare time (HA!), I think my next project will be to clear out a little area near his corner bookcase where I can heap a pile of soft pillows, bedding and maybe a bean bag or something to sink into. We'll see. :)
Friday, March 27, 2009
while we wait for Daddy to get home.
The weather is absolutely gorgeous these days and the time we get home
right after work/school is fast becoming my favorite part of the day.
This is one of the MANY reasons why we live in California!
Thursday, March 26, 2009
Lately when we get home, because the weather has been beautiful and it's still light outside (can I get a 'what what' for Daylight Savings?) Logan has taken to walking up and down the street, saying hi to all the neighbors and specifically keeping an eye on all the big kids on the block. He is absolutely mesmerized by a couple of the boys down the street (they're 4 and 6 yrs old) who ZOOM! by on their Razor scooters or bicycles.
Anyway, because he was all dressed up and it was still gorgeous outside, I decided to take a few more pics of Logan before the day's end. Our little boy is definitely growing up! :)
Today, when I dropped him off at school, the teachers were commenting about his beautiful head of hair. I guess he has a lot of hair for his age, but I never really think about it since he's ALWAYS had a lot of hair. :) Anyway, the teachers were saying it was so silky soft, that several of Logan's classmates like touching and playing with his hair throughout the day. But the cutest story of all, was of a kid who liked the feel of Logan's hair so much, she decided to rub her face up against it to really feel the full softness of his mane.
With a flick of his locks, he's already turning them on. Boy are we in trouble!
Monday, March 23, 2009
No longer a YouTube Googler, he is now a part of the justin.tv crew, a small start-up in the city, focused on providing the best place to broadcast and share live video streaming online. I encourage you all to check it out! :)
Jon had a nice ride at YouTube, and he's definitely sad to leave his friends and fun behind. But, we're also very excited about this new opportunity and chapter in his life.
Wish us all (mostly Jon of course) luck!
Sunday, March 22, 2009
We had a really nice long weekend. We drove up Thursday night to avoid the Friday night traffic which was perfect. We stopped about an hour into the drive - not really because we had to, but because we didn't pack the truck well enough and my back was killing me from the position I was sitting in (my knees were almost to my chest with no ability to recline or even stretch my legs!) I had thought I could tough it out, but after an hour, I realized it just wasn't going to work. Once we shifted everything around so that I had more room, it was much better (unfortunately, that measly one hour of uncomfortableness had already done its damage, and my back was pretty much tweaked the rest of the trip, bah humbug).
Logan did great all the way up! :) He actually went down for the evening, about 9pm, when we were still home (we got a later start than planned). So, we let him sleep in his crib for a little bit while we did the last bit of packing and then transferred him to the car seat once we were ready to go. He dozed pretty much the entire time - poking an eye open anytime we slowed down or when we stopped after that 1st hour, but then nodding right back to sleep again. We had the two dogs and Sanka with us (because she needs insulin shots twice a day and we didn't want to deal with leaving her at the vet for just a couple of days), and other than Sanka crying the entire time (and pooping in her crate within the first hour - jeez), the animals were fine too.
Kim, Nathan and Molly were already at the cabin once we got in (Molly was already down for the night of course) and we all soon crashed after settling in from the long drive.
Friday, Kim watched after the two little kiddos while Jon, Nathan and I all worked from the cabin. It was an easy day of work for me, so in between con calls and emails I'd come down from the loft to hang out and/or give Kim a potty break. ;-) In the afternoon, once work was winding down to a close, I took Logan out to the backyard, all bundled up, for his first snow experience.
He was not quite sure what to think of the white stuff. He was okay at first, slowly walking with me up the incline to the main part of the backyard, but after a couple of slips and stumbles (I think we often forget how hard it is to walk on snow, especially for a young toddler who's just learned how to walk period!) and of course, after falling forward on his hands to touch the freezing ice, he wasn't much of a fan.
After that, he literally just stood still, feet PLANTED to the ground. I'd try and coax him to come a little bit farther out but he just wouldn't have it. Lola and Sadie were going wild, rough housing near by, several times almost knocking Logan off his already unstable feet, so I don't think that helped much for his first snow experience.
In fact, I know it didn't, since he calmed down and even bent over to touch the snow on his own volition once it was just me, him and Lola hanging out.
A little bit later, we went out a 2nd time to check out the snow again. This time, Jon helped me (by taking a few snapshots) so that I could drag him around on the sled for a bit.
Still not a fan - in fact, he had a more negative reaction this time around than last, possibly still remembering our first outing. Was it colder than earlier? Yeah. Did he fall a few more times? Of course. Did the sled wobble all over the place? Right again. So far, Logan wasn't seeing ANY "pros" about the white stuff. ;-)
But, he did stay out for some time to take it all in so I wasn't 100% disappointed! :)
Saturday, my back was still angry at me, and I think we were all in lazy-mode, so we didn't make it to the slopes like I had originally hoped for. And, because we were THAT lazy, we didn't even make it to a nearby snow park for sledding with Logan!
But, I was determined to get out each day, if only for a couple minutes, to enjoy the beautiful mountainous landscape. So, we packed Logan into the backpack carrier and got the crazy ballistic dogs ready to go, and took off on a hike in the nearby woods (Kim joined with her two dogs while Nathan stayed at the cabin with Molly - who has already made up her mind that snow is not for her).
We were about 20 minutes into the hike when I started to hear some disgruntled squealing from the backpack carrier. I checked in on Logan and he SEEMED okay. But, he was tired and a little cold and squinting his eyes like crazy. I thought, what's wrong kiddo? It's GORGEOUS out here! The sun is shining a little bright but it's not too bad. ENJOY IT.
And then it hit me.
I tilted my head down to look out over the edge of my sunglasses.... and sure enough.
It was AWFUL. It was PAINFUL. The miles of snow white meadows were no longer beautiful. It was so GODDAMN BRIGHT that you could not keep your eyes open, not even for the life of you.
And of course, I had completely forgotten Logan's sunglasses!
Logging newbie parent mistake #3667.
I tried putting my sunglasses on his face, but he was already too irritated and frankly, my glasses wouldn't have stayed on him even if he weren't frantically trying to rip them off.
So, we immediately turned everyone around to head back to the cabin. I was bummed to miss out on such a beautiful hike but oh well. Can't exactly ask our son to suffer and wait it out, can I? ;-)
Sunday I decided to take Logan to a kid's snow park since I thought he might be more inclined to like it if he saw other/older kids having fun in the snow (peer pressure starts at any age, right?).
Since Kim, Nathan and Molly had a long drive ahead of them (they were off to visit some friends for dinner that evening), they decided to skip the snow park adventure that afternoon. So we took off without them, all bundled up and ready to go. We first drove to a State park off Hwy 50 at Johnson Pass called Echo Lake Sno-Park. But, noticed that we had to buy a day pass to use the park and those weren't sold at the park itself (duh!) but in town at a few different sports shops. We headed back and stopped at a private snow park instead (also off Hwy 50, called Adventure Mountain) which was a little more expensive, but they sold day tickets there. At the park. I know, what a concept. And, what's more, it was HUGE!! There were SEVERAL different runs for the kids and parents alike to enjoy. It was sledding heaven.
We were sold.
So, we tromped out to a run that wasn't too populated but had enough kids for Logan to take notice "See, it's not scary, it's fun! Look at all those big kids playing in the snow!" And Jon took him up to the top of the hill, sat down in the saucer with Logan in his lap, and took off.
Jon... well, Jon had a great time.
Logan on the other hand... was a little cautious, still not sure what to think of this blinding white cold stuff.
But it didn't take him long to make up his mind. At the end of the run, they had picked up quite a bit of speed, and were pretty much out of control. And, just totally CRASHED. We're talking a few somersault tumbles type of crash, before Jon was able to dig his heels in and slow down the momentum.
Jon and I both... well, we just laughed. This is what happens out in the soft powdery snow. What fun! How can you NOT like it out here??
Logan, on the other hand, was a little frightened by the whole experience, tears streaming down the poor kid's face.
For most parents, that might have been enough to call it a day. But not us. Oh hell no. We were determined for Logan to love it.
Bring. It. On.
I thought - that hill was too steep, we just need to find a more gentle slope that's not as fast, bumpy or scary.
Or so we thought.
Jon took Logan down another run, same news. In fact, he started crying the minute they sat down in the saucer at the top of the hill.
Okay fine. You win.
And that was it for the sledding.
Jon did a couple more runs on his own while I carried Logan over to a group of boys in the middle of a great snowball fight. Logan watched with intense curiosity, but clung to my jacket for dear life. :)
We headed back to the cabin, packed everything up and then headed on home. Happily, we had another uneventful drive home. Logan was awake for the first hour down through the mountains until we stopped at Placerville for dinner. Once we were back on the road, he conked out (about 8pm) for the rest of the drive home.
Overall, a wonderful weekend trip! :) I was a little disappointed we couldn't do more outdoor activities (both due to my back and due to Logan not liking the snow too much). But, we still managed to get out for a little bit each day and give it a try which is all I can ask for.
Next time, I know we'll have better luck.
Logan's getting more adventurous and active each day, which certainly helps.
And, I'll make sure not to forget his sunglasses next time too.
Saturday, March 21, 2009
At any rate, Logan has discovered he can put things into it. Specifically, his favorite toy Legos. And, he L-O-V-E-S loves it.
Once there are enough Legos in the printer, he then closes it shut.
I'm waiting for the day that we forget they're in there and try to print something out..... *sigh*
Wednesday, March 18, 2009
When I smiled at him he relaxed a bit, grabbing at my mouth (as if the words I was speaking did not belong there).
Guess it's time to start looking for a spanish class to put him in soon! ;)
Quick update to my post the other night: Logan's preschool fixed our dilemma and have made a spot available for him in the next classroom next month afterall. Yes! (I can't help but think my email the other night helped "persuade" them to make the right decision). ;)
And, his two bottom molars have finally broken through. Now we just have those pesky canines to wait for....
Monday, March 16, 2009
But tonight, that plan was quickly ambushed.
You see, I learned that Logan may not get to move up to the big kid class next month after all. He may need to wait until May, or later. And, while that may not sound like such a big deal - only a few weeks Bree! It's a big deal in "Baby Years". It's an awful long time to wait for the next classroom.
I'm a real stickler for doing things right, and for doing them for the right reasons. So, when I learned that another kid may be moving up to the next class before Logan - not because he's ready, but because he's older than Logan (by a few weeks) and his mom is insisting on it - it really irked me.
I usually wouldn't worry too much about a decision like this if Logan wasn't ready to move up himself. However, it's clear (as has been for a few weeks now) that Logan is getting bored with his current class and is really ready for a change.
And, sure. You could say that I'm being overly dramatic about the whole thing. But to me, all I hear is, "We want to hold Logan back from his developmental pace for a few more weeks because Baby Boy X's mom wants to have her son potty trained by age 2."
Instinctively, the hair on my arms raise 2 inches and I'm ready to march to the Directors' office and give them a piece of my mind.
Move over bitch, Mama Bear has got to protect her cub!
And thus, my post about the lovely Tahoe weekend will not happen tonight. Because my job as Mom comes first, before my job as Recreational Blogger. And somehow, I've got to come up with the most diplomatic, yet persuasive, email to Logan's preschool instead.
Friday, March 13, 2009
- Google 'Unfortunately, [insert your name]'.
- Paste your favorite quotes for all to see
- Unfortunately, Bree fails at parenting and since the children are interfering with her plans...she sends them outside to do their homework...in 2 feet of snow.
- Unfortunately, Bree's life became increasingly difficult. The Order changed her. They stifled her happiness and ruined her innocence.
- Unfortunately, Bree is doing worse. She has started to have some quite bad desaturations, where not enough oxygen is flowing around her body....
- Unfortunately, Bree Keyton is not just fevered imagination. Though she certainly HAS one.
- Unfortunately, Bree is looking for a career in fashion modeling and there is not much call for that at the campground.
- Unfortunately, Bree is kind of a horrible human being, and gets Benji to eat a hot dog. Which, of course, makes him violently ill.
- Unfortunately, Bree is only for sale as we are no longer breeding ponies.
Thursday, March 12, 2009
Jon says "I *would* read with my child if he wouldn't eat the book!".
Currently making our way up to the mountains with Jon, two dogs, a
pissy cat and a sleeping Logan. I'm trying my best not to reach
behind me and throw the cat out the window, as I sit listening to her
cry for the three+ hour drive...
Tuesday, March 10, 2009
Logan had his 15 month check-up today - and he did GREAT as usual. He's had an enormous growth spurt these last few months, and is now 33" tall (95%!). He's gained just under two pounds weighing in at 23 lbs, 10 oz (50%) and his head circumference is 48 cm (75%) round.
Other than the minor cold he's still getting over, he checked out just fine. Dr. Safir was impressed with Logan's strength and muscle tone, as usual, and said we've got a very inquisitive feisty smart little kid on our hands.
I commented at one point that he's not without his faults - a real pain in the ass many a time - and Dr. Safir just looked at me and said "Bree, I'd have to wonder if he was really your kid, if he weren't just a little bit of a pain in the ass"
Ha! What a smart ass (Dr. Safir was actually my own pediatrician, so it goes without saying he knows me, and my entire family, very very well).
He also teased me when I lamented that as much sign language as Logan is picking up, he still doesn't speak too many words. At that, Dr. Safir stopped cold and said "Oh crap, that's right Bree, I forgot to tell you your son has brain damage".
Yes, this is the sort of doctor we have (and love). You can imagine how many more sarcastic jokes and comments there are when Jon is in the room with me!
In any case, he said to stop worrying so much since Logan clearly understands us just fine, he's just taking his own sweet time with speaking (he told me it's not until 2.5-3 yrs old that you'd want to be concerned).
Logan also got a big cocktail shot - full of DTaP (Diphtheria, Tetanus, and Pertussis), HIB (Meningitis) and IPV (Polio) all in one. But, our little trooper didn't even bat an eye. He literally squinched up his nose and lips when Dr. Safir gave him the shot and then, as Dr. Safir and I looked on, waiting for the outburst, Logan just looked at him like, "WHAT, IS THAT ALL YOU'VE GOT??" And proceeded to rip off the band-aid that Dr. Safir had quickly stuck to his arm and stuck it back on Dr. Safir's face instead.
It was a proud Mama Bree moment.
Logan is still signing up a storm - the newest words he's mastered since last month are milk, eat/hungry, and help. Help is actually a biggie for him - and thank goodness he's learning to ask for help, because he's such a temperamental little guy with a very short fuse. However, imagine his frustration when he spent the night at Zafu and Zabuton's this last weekend, signing for 'help' over and over again, only they had no idea what the heck he was signing. :)
And, within the last week or so, he has started saying "Hi" as he waves hello to anyone that comes by, or when he pokes his head out from playing peek-a-boo, or my favorite, when he wakes up in the morning (we hear this teeny voice coming from behind his closed door saying "hi hi hi hi hi hi hi" over and over again).
Today, Miss Kim gave us the big news that even though there are a couple other kids that are older than Logan, she thinks he'll be moving up to the next class before them. He's just extremely mature for his age, has already been on the toddler schedule for some time, listens and obeys the teachers quite a bit (I know, I don't believe her either), and most importantly, seems to finally be getting a tad bit bored of his class. I'm done with this joint Mom. Time to move on.
It's both exciting and depressing news. I've been Miss Kim's biggest cheerleader and really hate the idea of losing her. On the other hand, I can't be selfish and hold my son back just because of a teacher. There are plenty of other good ones, and more importantly, Logan's development isn't going to slow down and we want to make sure he's always stimulated and excited at school each day. The good news is, once he moves into the next class (later next month), they'll begin potty training!
And man oh man. If that isn't a carrot to move parents along, I don't know what is.
Monday, March 9, 2009
I knew the minute I got home and received the news. I just had a bad feeling at the pit of my stomach.
The man who's seen me naked on a regular basis.
The man I share my deepest darkest secrets with.
The man who has shared in my biggest joys and my deepest sorrows.
The man I call when I'm not feeling well.... who calms me down when I'm stressed out.
The man whom, when I found him, I just knew we were the right match.
The first person to see Logan when he was born.
My OB is moving on - and we couldn't be more bummed of the news.
Something about "giving back" through International Medicine and "treating individuals who are often poor, displaced, unloved and ignored" - as if that is more rewarding than delivering automatically well-off babies, born into suburban Silicon Valley homes.
I suppose it was bound to happen sometime, I just didn't think it would happen this soon. So, what the hell am I going to do now?
(We wish you well, but will miss you dearly Doc. *sniff sniff*)
Sunday, March 8, 2009
At any rate, I thought it would be cute to share. Jon watches most of the UFC fights on his computer, and I suppose because of the
Friday, March 6, 2009
Thursday, March 5, 2009
The store sold products that were available in the late 1800s... so in addition to the taffy, I also grabbed some jerky and "old fashioned" hard candy for Jon, and a wooden train whistle for Logan. Do I sound like the pathetic working parent who misses her family while on a business trip, or what? :)
So far, the trip out here has been uneventful and all has gone swimmingly. I was even able to hit up the gym for a little bit last night *and* hook up Internet access in my room (which didn't work for me the last time I was here), so look at me being all productive and shit.
Jon was wonderful last night, updating me on how Logan's day and evening at home with him went. He did fine, save for the continued teething he's been experiencing. I got a more grumpy call this morning however, since Logan seems to have started a bit of a cold and so the boys aren't feeling very well.
Funny, I felt one coming on myself last night and it's hit me full force this morning too. Thousands of miles away, and Logan has still managed to get me sick. ;-)
Monday, March 2, 2009
So, I took advantage of Jon being out on errands and Logan taking an extremely long 3.5 hour nap, and finally did the switcheroo.
I must say, it was an exciting reunion for me. Maternity clothes are packed and ready for storage. Old clothes (some still tight *sigh*) are hung and ready to be worn again!
Ahhhhh how I missed you lovelies.
Sunday, March 1, 2009
I've finally been given the green light by my PT to start working out at the gym again, which is really exciting for me because I've just been so antsy at home and need an outlet to relieve the stress that builds up each day. I can't do anything as strenuous as Muay Thai (in fact, we just recently canceled my Muay Thai gym membership since I may never get to go back unfortunately), so it's still pretty low key stuff - mostly speed walking on the treadmill, or taking a ride on the stationary bikes, or participating in a couple classes like strength training or pilates. I am also allowed to do swimming - but I may wait till it warms up a bit before I get back into that. ;-) In any case, I made it to the gym and did a killer workout yesterday afternoon - which I paid for later last night (and this morning) with a really sore back. But it was still worth it! :) I'll just need to dial back on the workout next time around.
Logan also had his first "real" babysitter last night (i.e. the one where Mom and Dad shell out a lot of extra dough for the peace of mind that someone is caring and watching after him while we enjoy a few hours alone) and he LOVED it. Jon and I were invited to spend an adults-only night out with some friends to celebrate Jenn's birthday at Campo Di Bocce. Our default babysitters (my parents) happen to be out of town right now, so I asked Logan's teacher, Miss Kim, if she was available to babysit for us (almost all of the teachers at his school do babysitting on the side for some extra cash).
The minute she showed up last night, it was clear we weren't going to have a problem. Logan immediately forgot about Mommy and Daddy and just wanted to be held and carried around by Miss Kim (poor gal). He was very chatty and wanted to show her all of his toys which were scattered amongst the various rooms of the house. It was great! :) We were gone for about 4.5 hours and when we got back he was sound asleep. Kim said they had dinner and then just played all night long until bedtime. She was surprised at how easy it was to put him to bed for the night, saying "I wish he did that at school too!" (it's way more distracting and noisy at school so he always resists going down for naps during the day at school). After Logan was asleep, she even played with the dogs for a bit outside to let them stretch their legs and let out some pent up energy!
In any case, it was a great success and we had a wonderful night out. We probably won't use a babysitter that often, since it's expensive and my parents love watching him anyway, but it's really nice to know we have that option if we need it.