Today, after a long hiatus Mom and Dad took you swimming in our neighbor’s pool. It was cold, but I think we will have to do it again soon. Gotta make sure you know how to swim, here in the desert.
Just in case of a Noah’s ark size flood, just because God said he wouldn’t flood the earth doesn’t mean us humans can’t do it ourselves.
Tonight at dinner I quizzed Alonzo on where things and people were in the kitchen. It is crazy how much he knows. He surprised us all when I asked, “Where is Grandpa’s wine?”, and he pointed straight to the bottle and glass on the table in front of grandpa.
I guess toddlers really are sponges for information.
Over the last couple weeks, in order to prepare for baby 2.0 (currently on 1.7), Alonzo has moved into his twin sized bunk bed in his new room (an album of pictures of his room to follow soon). There are no bumper rails, no safety devices of any kind. As such Alonzo experienced a rude awakening from nap early last week. When he rolled out of bed, hit his nose on the wood chair that mommy uses to read him stories, and landed face down on the floor with a bloody nose. Dad rescued him shortly after the wail, and cleaned him up.
Bed, Chair, Floor, and Child are all recovered and none are worse for wear.
This brings new meaning to learning something in your sleep.
Don’t roll out of bed!
Happy Easter! I just wanted to post and let you know that this site is not dead, in fact it will rise again soon. (I know lame Easter humor). I have been battling a issue with the gallery software for a month or so off and on. I finally gave up on the current version and rolled back to the older, working properly version. (Sad really because the new version has some cool options).
Pictures and irregular, but more frequent, posts forthcoming.
Today, Alonzo and I went to a yard sale. At this yard sale I found a few small tools, but Alonzo being his Oh so Charming self was given one whole matchbox car for his very own. I foresee many more wheeled foot hazards in our future.
Remember your first, a Matchbox 2005 VW Bug Concept in Metallic Red.
Today we made a change. Your car seat, the one you came from the hospital in, has been retired. In its place a car seat that should last you till you are 70 pounds! Our first journey out with it was to the bike shop to get a new tube for your stroller. now all three tires have been changed at least once.
It won’t be long before you won’t need the stroller at all…
Happy birthday Mommy, its too bad you don’t have a high chair to eat a slice of cake with your fingers in :-).
-Alonzo
Life has been crazy since the middle of June, the fact that it has been almost two months since we last posted is a effect of the move from Houston to Las Cruces, getting settled in the new house, and lastly getting back on a daily schedule.
Our Houston apartment would fit in our new living room and dinning room! This increase in Alonzo safe space has accelerated your walking schedule. In fact, we bought your first (well first that you will actually walk in) set of shoes. They are orange and grey, you know to match your accessories (diaper bad and stroller). It will not be long till the evening walks have you walking too, at least till your too tired…
More updates More often 🙂
Many things are learned by trial and error (mostly error). This week, all of us have learned what constitutes a good nap regimen for you and what constitutes a bad nap regimen. A good nap regimen is a short cat nap mid morning (on the way to a play session at the mall or church), followed by a 2-3 hour nap starting sometime between 1 and 2 pm. This means you are tired by 8 pm and fall asleep with little fuss between finishing your bottle and 9 pm.
The last several days have been bad nap regimens. For example, you sleep for 45 minutes starting at noon. Then you are awake the whole afternoon until you have a melt down around dinner time and have no choice but to sleep. This dinner nap stretches for 1-1.5 hours (even if Mommy and Daddy try to wake you up), then you are still wide awake at 9:30 pm and wonder why Mommy and Daddy look grouchy.
Sleeping by yourself must be scary, especially if you can’t see Mommy or Daddy when you open your eyes. The last few nights, you have woken up and decided you didn’t want to go back to sleep until you had company. (Company = Mommy rubbing my back or standing by my crib.) Last night, something must have kept waking you up because you and Mommy had some quantity time (quality time would = sleeping) together from 3-5 am.
Now if only we can figure out how to make the sight of the dog as comforting…cause her bed is right next to your crib.
A couple weeks ago, we put away most of your 9 month clothes and dug out your 12 month clothes. Some of these new clothes fit, while most were too big around and were a little baggy lengthwise. Now, none of them are too big lengthwise. We fear that you will be 12 months old and all of your onesies will be too short. We have bigger clothes, just no bigger onesies.
Daddy’s new nickname for you is Stretch Alonzo since you seem to growing taller at an amazing rate. Things you can reach while standing are also multiplying, making Mommy and Daddy think about more high shelves in our future.