Another quick one before getting all of the pics up. Yesterday, I was lying on the ground on my back and Max was on top of me, lying on his belly.
Max: you got hair! On your nose!
Daddy: yes I do. Do you have hair in your nose?
Max: no.
Daddy: that's right, but you will.
Max: I got booger.
Daddy: no, I can't see any.
Max: You got hair! Weird!
Seriously. There's nothing I can add to that to make it funnier.
Here's another:
Max (while holding a broom and looking for something to sweep): I got no garbage. That make me sad.
Leo has gotten crazy with the mobility over the past little while. I am amazed that roughly three weeks ago, he was able to indicate that he was vaguely interested in people and things, but then he started reaching for things and now he is grabbing everything and cramming it in his mouth. Toys, fingers, hair (Holly is making references to chopping her mane right off), and even food (Holly's BLT took one for the team last week). Also, the rolling around has gotten pretty intense. Leo managed to figure out how to roll over and free his arm much quicker than Max did, which means he was able to sort out how to roll over onto his back again fairly quickly. He's done pretty well on the double roll as well. The 900 has been done once or twice, but it's about at that point that he gets worn out and needs a hand. Needless to say, we are now very careful about where we put/leave him. Leo's change table is quite interesting now - we have to strap him in AND keep him in a position where he can't reach the spinning animals.
I'm hoping to get a rolling video together ASAP...
Tuesday, December 29, 2009
Saturday, December 26, 2009
OMG
Yes, the blog contributions kind of died off in the last couple of days..sorry about that. You all know how it is in the last few days leading up to Christmas. I had just gotten back into town, lots of wrapping still needed doing, throw in a few errands and sprinkle with dinner parties and you get a bit of a fizzle to the end of our bloggy advent calendar. As it turns out, it mirrors the state of Max's actual advent calendar. I'm pretty sure I popped a chocolate out for him on Christmas Eve and that was #13 or #14...I can't remember. There were too many distractions, nights he didn't eat enough dinner, and nights he didn't deserve a chocolate treat...In any case, as The Count would say "TWO unfinished advent calendars..ah.ah.ah..."
This Christmas has been one for the ages. Pictures are still on the camera, so we'll try to get a few on the blog this weekend...or week. The main events involved: Christmas Eve brunch at work with my colleagues...everybody brought their families so it was a great chance for people to meet Leo and see how he's grown since July, or see Max and see how he's grown since the last brunch he attended when he was 3 months old; Christmas Eve dinner - fine dining featuring a KFC bucket paired with a fine bottle of bubbly provided by our close friends R&J and butter tarts provided by our friend R; Christmas morning, when Max got to finally tear into some presents (meltdown #1: when he realized that Christmas didn't mean that Santa just brought toys for him and that some gifts were actually for Leo...ouch); Christmas brunch at Leo and Max's Nana's place, featuring yummy eggs Benedict; Christmas festivities, including stocking stuffer exchange among the adults, followed by everyone watching Max tear into a large pile of presents (favourite gifts included a ukulele, a remote-control Zamboni, his first suitcase and a magnetic drawing tablet); Christmas dinner with both of Holly's grandfathers, and finally, Boxing Day - a great day to lounge around inside while the freezing rain pelted down outside ALL DAY LONG (meltdown #2: Max was very sad to see the 30-hour parade of presents come to an end. Just wait until his aunt and uncle get here with more!).
So Holly and I are currently in recovery. Thank you everybody for your generosities this year. If Max could spell, he'd take some space here to tell you how over the moon he is with the (commercial) concept of Christmas. Leo, well, he's kind of where Max was a couple of years ago - he generally handled Christmas very well, aside from occasionally seeming a bit overwhelmed by everything. He and I had a bit of a breakthrough this past couple of days, in that I've never been particularly successful before in entertaining him when he was upset BUT this weekend, I think I got more smiles out of Leo than ever before. We had a lot of fun singing songs and rolling around. He's a great kid when he's not upset (aren't we all?).
Tonight is the first night Leo has been put to sleep on his front - not knowing how this will affect the quality of his sleep, I'd better leave it at this and get off to bed. Already, he's maintained his sleep abut 25 minutes longer than expected!
Editor's note: Leo pulled off a 4-hour sleep on his front and over the past few days there's been more evidence that he's ready for sleep in different positions than on his back. In fact, most times, if he's not unconscious, once placed on his back, he'll roll around until you pick him up and put him on his front, at which point he'll settle down considerably.
This Christmas has been one for the ages. Pictures are still on the camera, so we'll try to get a few on the blog this weekend...or week. The main events involved: Christmas Eve brunch at work with my colleagues...everybody brought their families so it was a great chance for people to meet Leo and see how he's grown since July, or see Max and see how he's grown since the last brunch he attended when he was 3 months old; Christmas Eve dinner - fine dining featuring a KFC bucket paired with a fine bottle of bubbly provided by our close friends R&J and butter tarts provided by our friend R; Christmas morning, when Max got to finally tear into some presents (meltdown #1: when he realized that Christmas didn't mean that Santa just brought toys for him and that some gifts were actually for Leo...ouch); Christmas brunch at Leo and Max's Nana's place, featuring yummy eggs Benedict; Christmas festivities, including stocking stuffer exchange among the adults, followed by everyone watching Max tear into a large pile of presents (favourite gifts included a ukulele, a remote-control Zamboni, his first suitcase and a magnetic drawing tablet); Christmas dinner with both of Holly's grandfathers, and finally, Boxing Day - a great day to lounge around inside while the freezing rain pelted down outside ALL DAY LONG (meltdown #2: Max was very sad to see the 30-hour parade of presents come to an end. Just wait until his aunt and uncle get here with more!).
So Holly and I are currently in recovery. Thank you everybody for your generosities this year. If Max could spell, he'd take some space here to tell you how over the moon he is with the (commercial) concept of Christmas. Leo, well, he's kind of where Max was a couple of years ago - he generally handled Christmas very well, aside from occasionally seeming a bit overwhelmed by everything. He and I had a bit of a breakthrough this past couple of days, in that I've never been particularly successful before in entertaining him when he was upset BUT this weekend, I think I got more smiles out of Leo than ever before. We had a lot of fun singing songs and rolling around. He's a great kid when he's not upset (aren't we all?).
Tonight is the first night Leo has been put to sleep on his front - not knowing how this will affect the quality of his sleep, I'd better leave it at this and get off to bed. Already, he's maintained his sleep abut 25 minutes longer than expected!
Editor's note: Leo pulled off a 4-hour sleep on his front and over the past few days there's been more evidence that he's ready for sleep in different positions than on his back. In fact, most times, if he's not unconscious, once placed on his back, he'll roll around until you pick him up and put him on his front, at which point he'll settle down considerably.
Tuesday, December 22, 2009
Out the mouths of babes
A few Max musings of late . . .
From dinner tonight:
John: "Is this dressed?" (referring to the salad in his hand)
Me: "Yes."
Max: "I dressed too."
From dinner a few weeks ago:
Me: Burp.
Pause
Max: (looking right at me with a stern look on his face) "WHAT say, Mama!"
Me: "Excuse me."
In the van tonight:
Me: "What are you going to put out for Santa?"
Max: "Grapes. I like grapes. Santa like grapes?"
Me: "Yes, Max. What else?"
Max: "Peppers. Peppers and dip."
Me: "Anything else?"
Max: "Toast. Nice plate Santa."
By dip, Max means hummous. I guess Santa gets filled up on cookies and milk elsewhere and is looking for some variety at our place.
In other news, Leo is rolling over! For real this time. I know that I reported that earlier on this blog but it didn't happen again after that one instance until the last few days. He is now rolling over consistently when he is on a flat surface. When I went in to his room to get him this morning, he had rolled over in his crib. Crazy. I can't believe that he will be six months old in a few weeks and starting on solid food. Really crazy.
Update on my hickey: It is still there. It looks like a faint bruise today. I showed it to a friend and she asked if someone had hit me! Not quite.
From dinner tonight:
John: "Is this dressed?" (referring to the salad in his hand)
Me: "Yes."
Max: "I dressed too."
From dinner a few weeks ago:
Me: Burp.
Pause
Max: (looking right at me with a stern look on his face) "WHAT say, Mama!"
Me: "Excuse me."
In the van tonight:
Me: "What are you going to put out for Santa?"
Max: "Grapes. I like grapes. Santa like grapes?"
Me: "Yes, Max. What else?"
Max: "Peppers. Peppers and dip."
Me: "Anything else?"
Max: "Toast. Nice plate Santa."
By dip, Max means hummous. I guess Santa gets filled up on cookies and milk elsewhere and is looking for some variety at our place.
In other news, Leo is rolling over! For real this time. I know that I reported that earlier on this blog but it didn't happen again after that one instance until the last few days. He is now rolling over consistently when he is on a flat surface. When I went in to his room to get him this morning, he had rolled over in his crib. Crazy. I can't believe that he will be six months old in a few weeks and starting on solid food. Really crazy.
Update on my hickey: It is still there. It looks like a faint bruise today. I showed it to a friend and she asked if someone had hit me! Not quite.
Saturday, December 19, 2009
Good day
This will be a short little post. Both the boys are in bed and I am completely zonked. It was a really good but tiring day. Max, Leo and I had some good play time, Auntie Laramie and James visited in the early afternoon, I had both boys sleeping at the same time for 45 whole minutes and we spent the late afternoon and early evening at an awesome holiday party at Kerry's house - photos of the party to follow!
One rather odd thing happened with Leo tonight - he gave me an honest to goodness hickey! I was putting him on my shoulder to walk around and he managed to latch on to my chin. I thought it was pretty funny so I let him hang out there for a few seconds. I guess he was really sucking because I found a hickey on my chin when I was brushing my teeth! Very strange.
I'm a bit sad right this second because I was supposed to be joining most of my family to see Stuart Mclean's Vinyl Cafe at the NAC tonight but it was not to be this year. Auntie Melody has made this a family tradition the last few years and we really have a wonderful time. I can't wait to hear all about it!
I've said it before but I'll say it again - I am so very, very blessed that John is such an involved and loving parent and shares the child care role so equally with me.
OK, my pillow is calling my name.
One rather odd thing happened with Leo tonight - he gave me an honest to goodness hickey! I was putting him on my shoulder to walk around and he managed to latch on to my chin. I thought it was pretty funny so I let him hang out there for a few seconds. I guess he was really sucking because I found a hickey on my chin when I was brushing my teeth! Very strange.
I'm a bit sad right this second because I was supposed to be joining most of my family to see Stuart Mclean's Vinyl Cafe at the NAC tonight but it was not to be this year. Auntie Melody has made this a family tradition the last few years and we really have a wonderful time. I can't wait to hear all about it!
I've said it before but I'll say it again - I am so very, very blessed that John is such an involved and loving parent and shares the child care role so equally with me.
OK, my pillow is calling my name.
Friday, December 18, 2009
Thursday, December 17, 2009
Olympic Torch Relay
This past weekend, the Vancouver 2010 Olympic Torch came to Ottawa and I was surprised to hear that the relay route was coming fairly close to our place. To within 3 blocks, in fact! For those of you familiar with Ottawa geography, the runners went westbound on Carling, hooked a right on Woodroffe and then eastbound back up Richmond, essentially forming a U around our house.
Our friend Jenn B. was up visiting from Toronto so we made it a group outing. We camped out on the curb on Richmond and Redwood and waited for the motorcade. I think I was expecting the torchbearer, some security and maybe a rest van to accompany the runner. What I didn't expect was a pair of massive floats (Coke and RBC), about 10 police cars, a mini bus carrying all of the runners doing the ensuing legs and only then, the runner, some security and a couple of support vehicles. Here's what we saw:
After the visual onslaught passed us by, the torch was headed up to Parliament Hill, where a giant stage was set up for a big show featuring Tom Cochrane (is he still around? We weren't sure whether he'd trot out Life is a Highway or Big League first...) I didn't hear anything about the festivities, but I'm sure a lot of people went. Can't go wrong with free Beavertails!
The next day, at gymnastics, one of the instructors (who had participated in the relay the night before) came in wearing her relay gear (given to the runners for free) and carrying her torch (could be purchased by the runners for $400 a pop). Max thought it was pretty cool and I even got to hold the torch. I didn't have a camera on me though, so no pics - sorry.
We were thinking that, given that the Olympics only come to Canada every 15 years or so, it was pretty neat to see the relay. Who knows if there will be a next time, if it will come close to us, etc. Maybe next time, we'll actually get lucky and one of us will be selected to participate! It's only 300 metres, right? I still can't believe that I didn't know anybody who ran, after 12,000 people were chosen to carry the torch...
Our friend Jenn B. was up visiting from Toronto so we made it a group outing. We camped out on the curb on Richmond and Redwood and waited for the motorcade. I think I was expecting the torchbearer, some security and maybe a rest van to accompany the runner. What I didn't expect was a pair of massive floats (Coke and RBC), about 10 police cars, a mini bus carrying all of the runners doing the ensuing legs and only then, the runner, some security and a couple of support vehicles. Here's what we saw:
After the visual onslaught passed us by, the torch was headed up to Parliament Hill, where a giant stage was set up for a big show featuring Tom Cochrane (is he still around? We weren't sure whether he'd trot out Life is a Highway or Big League first...) I didn't hear anything about the festivities, but I'm sure a lot of people went. Can't go wrong with free Beavertails!
The next day, at gymnastics, one of the instructors (who had participated in the relay the night before) came in wearing her relay gear (given to the runners for free) and carrying her torch (could be purchased by the runners for $400 a pop). Max thought it was pretty cool and I even got to hold the torch. I didn't have a camera on me though, so no pics - sorry.
We were thinking that, given that the Olympics only come to Canada every 15 years or so, it was pretty neat to see the relay. Who knows if there will be a next time, if it will come close to us, etc. Maybe next time, we'll actually get lucky and one of us will be selected to participate! It's only 300 metres, right? I still can't believe that I didn't know anybody who ran, after 12,000 people were chosen to carry the torch...
Wednesday, December 16, 2009
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