I started this post a week ago and am barely now getting around to posting it! Bad blogger Bree, bad blogger Bree. ;-)
I'm still adjusting to life back at work - so I decided to cut myself some slack and combine two posts into one. We'll call it the monthly update on both boys. ;-)
I briefly mentioned earlier how Logan has turned into a defiant little punk this past month. Everything, and I mean EVERYTHING, is No. I don't want to. Nope. (accompanied by running away from me as fast as his little legs can carry him). He's even gotten so ballsy as to yell "NO!" directly to our faces.
We're working on him but I know it's going to take some time. Perhaps 25 years, but we'll get through eventually. Because that's how stubborn Jon and I really are.
Seriously though, there are times when saying "No" is unacceptable. Like, Mommy has just asked you to stop hitting your brother. "No" is not an acceptable response in that scenario. He's learning that there aren't too many scenarios where "no" is acceptable when responding to Mommy or Daddy - but there are a few times where I'll accept it. Even then however, I'm trying to teach him to respond with a "No, thank you". It's hard enough for him to remember to say "thank you" but "No, thank you"!? FUH GETTABOUT IT.
He's also starting to "scold" us from time to time, which is pretty funny. Apparently he's not taking his big brother role lightly, and often lets us know. I've been trying to use that to my advantage (per a tip from my own mom), showing him what a great responsibility it is to be a big brother, and that we need him to help us out with... well, pretty much anything. He'll help cook dinner (and offer some to his brother), he'll help climb into the car and snap himself into his seat while I'm getting Callum ready. He'll help keep his brother happy - cooing to him and making him smile (particularly handy when Callum is on the verge of bursting into a shrieking fit).
And, one I'm really happy about, especially when you think how far we've come, is his responsibility in looking both ways when crossing a street, and pointing out any cars that he might see (if you'll recall, just a few months ago, when I was still pregnant, Logan had started this habit of running away from me, often getting dangerously and scarily close to a parking lot or street). The only thing that's backfired on me about this little perk is now he doesn't want to walk across the street if he sees a car AT ALL. As in, one that's parked three blocks away. He points it out and screams, Mom! A Car!!! Don't go!!
When we returned from Hawaii, all of the teachers in Logan's class commented on how much more he's started talking. I felt like he had picked up his conversational level quite a bit myself, but it's always nice to hear that affirmation from others that aren't directly related to your shining star. Right? ;-)
As for Callum, he's changed tremendously as well. He turned 5 months old last week and it's just amazing when I think that my round squeezable pinchable munchable little baby is almost a half year old. As in, we're rounding the corner and soon approaching ONE! I know, I know, let's not get ahead of ourselves. But, for all those parents out there who know and can understand this one - it's just incredible how the time flies. And, I'd say, PARTICULARLY in the first year of your child's life.
We had thought Callum had started teething toward the end of our Hawaii trip - with all the slobbering and biting and gnawing (and fussiness) that we were dealing with. However, at his last checkup, I asked the doc about it and he said nope, not yet.
I was like HUH!?? (just goes to show, us second, third and so on parents still don't know jack when it comes to another!)
He said Callum's teeth have been moving - for sure - into position. So in that sense, Callum's definitely been feeling something. But, his teeth probably won't cut through for another month or so.
All I could think was, SHIT. If he's been having this much pain and discomfort by a little movement, what the hell do we have in store for us when they actually start pushing through!?
Callum's becoming much more interactive which is so much fun for me. He likes to watch and laugh at the dogs wrestling or running by. He "helps" with his feeding - grabbing his bottle to shove it in his mouth, or grabbing his spoon and biting on it ferociously. He lights up and smiles big and bright the minute he sees me enter the room.
What has been the most fascinating of all is his interest in his big brother. Logan has become his world, the center of attention where nothing else matters (Logan has noticed, and seems to like, his move up in position too). I have to admit that sometimes this can be frustrating - since Logan is so distracting that Callum won't eat or fall asleep as easily.
But most of the time it's just absolutely darling to watch the adoration that is already growing between my two boys. :)