We went to a great birthday party today. Jacob's cousin Mari Turner turns 2 this week. She is a princess. Turner's mom, Randa, lived with us before Turner was born and Jacob thinks of her as one of his favorite people. True to form, Jacob was the only kid who cried and cried because he had to leave the party. (Almost everyone else was gone or leaving.) He loves his drama! I think he gets that from his dad. He looks like his dad.
We've got Christmas decorations up. Last night Jacob was trying with all his might to talk his dad into decorating the whole house. He's thinking Griswald house. We came up with a compromise...he now has icicle lights hanging from his bunk bed. Much more tasteful!
Sunday, December 2, 2007
Tuesday, November 27, 2007
He's a funny kid
Jacob was born about 7 weeks early and weighed in at 3lbs 10 oz. I sent out an email with a picture and a friend of mine commented that he looked 'concerned.' Not, 'oh he's beautiful' or 'oh how cute/sweet/other inanity you use about a baby!' Concerned. I suppose it was true. He was long, skinny and looked like his dad. He was covered in a fine coat of hair. Jacob's daddy always said we could EITHER have a monkey and name it 'Baby' or have a baby and name it "Monkey" so I think he got the best of both worlds. Since Jacob's daddy is a doctor I managed to talk the NICU into letting us bring him home before he reached 5lbs. Half way home as I was holding up his tiny head to make sure his air ways didn't become obstructed I realized that I'd lost my mind! I didn't know anything about babies and I really didn't know anything about tiny babies! As it turns out they don't stay tiny for long. Jacob has had no medical problems, will probably start college at 17 and is hilarious.
Last night Jake and I were home alone. He has this habit of getting in my space, especially if I need a little extra. I told him to back out of my face and he said "but i just wanted to git you a kiss' with a kiss on the mouth. How can you stay angry even as you know without question that you are in the midst of a short term con? I started a new diet with personality consequences and we were getting on each other's nerves. He decided to get a wrench out and work on some of the Christmas tree ornaments. I made the obligatory "remember those can break" comment and of course an ornament fell off the tree and busted. His little face was solemn. Then it was red. Then he started to cry. Then he broke into a fit of hysteria. Being wise and tender of heart I didn't fuss about the mess and instead tried to head of the panic in my child's voice. (PS I'm seldom wise or tender of heart). He got in my lap and cried and cried and cried. I finally understood "Everything I do is wrong wrong wrong" (which is among the saddest things I've ever heard) and then the kicker: "Santa is never going to come see me because I broke Christmas." Luckily his Nonnie and Poppie stopped by at that instant and pulled a rescue.
I don't know if every day will have a story or picture. I do plan on at least leaving a couple of his quotes for the day. My favorite from today was about his cousin:
"Aden ruined my day!" He may look like his dad but he loves his drama like me!
Last night Jake and I were home alone. He has this habit of getting in my space, especially if I need a little extra. I told him to back out of my face and he said "but i just wanted to git you a kiss' with a kiss on the mouth. How can you stay angry even as you know without question that you are in the midst of a short term con? I started a new diet with personality consequences and we were getting on each other's nerves. He decided to get a wrench out and work on some of the Christmas tree ornaments. I made the obligatory "remember those can break" comment and of course an ornament fell off the tree and busted. His little face was solemn. Then it was red. Then he started to cry. Then he broke into a fit of hysteria. Being wise and tender of heart I didn't fuss about the mess and instead tried to head of the panic in my child's voice. (PS I'm seldom wise or tender of heart). He got in my lap and cried and cried and cried. I finally understood "Everything I do is wrong wrong wrong" (which is among the saddest things I've ever heard) and then the kicker: "Santa is never going to come see me because I broke Christmas." Luckily his Nonnie and Poppie stopped by at that instant and pulled a rescue.
I don't know if every day will have a story or picture. I do plan on at least leaving a couple of his quotes for the day. My favorite from today was about his cousin:
"Aden ruined my day!" He may look like his dad but he loves his drama like me!
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