-Showing his Great Grandpa his new bulldozer truck-
-Playing fun games with Aunt Lana-
Wednesday, April 22, 2009
A few Easter photos
We hosted the Stone family for brunch on Easter. It was kind of hectic, but very fun. I didn't have too many chances to take pictures, but we snapped a few:
-Playing fun games with Aunt Lana-
-Playing fun games with Aunt Lana-
So sorry
Dear Kevin,
In case you weren't sure, you have definitely entered what is commonly know as "the terrible twos". Last night was the worst we've seen yet. I am sorry about how we ended the day; you in tears, me walking out of your room with my head down in defeat.
It all started as a normal evening. I picked you up from school. Your teacher said you were the only one who has learned to pedal the tricycle. I was so proud! You were riding it outside all afternoon. In fact, I had to tear you off of it and bribe you to get you to come home with me.
Once at home we played in the driveway, like we do most nights. Then, it was time for dinner. You were great - you ate everything on your plate including a bunch of cherry tomatoes, a whole banana and a slice of cheese pizza. As I sat watching you at dinner, I had no idea that the tides were about to turn...
Upon your request, we went back outside to play for a few minutes after dinner. You were helping me water some plants and play with your football. All of a sudden you started throwing all your toys. Throwing toys has been a problem for you lately. I told you that if you kept throwing them we wouldn't be able to play outside anymore, we would go inside & you would have to take a bath & go to bed. I warned you, Daddy warned you, but you kept throwing your toys. We sat you on the front step and said that you will have to go to bed now because you are not supposed to throw your toys. Silently, I picked you and brought you upstairs. You were begging me to go back outside. I persisted to give you the most miserable bath you have ever had. You were crying so hard I thought you were going to throw up in the tub! You calmed down after the bath when I let you have your binky (for your sake & mine). I read you 5 really long stories, not even the short board-book ones. I was grateful that you were sitting in my lap, finally relaxed and thought we could end the day on a calm, happy note.
I was wrong.
As soon as the last story was over (BTW... I told you when you chose Pokey Puppy that it would be the last story of the evening and you nodded your head) you began screaming for more stories and to go outside again. This went on for a while until you finally passed out in your crib.
I sure hope tonight goes better. I love you, buddy!
In case you weren't sure, you have definitely entered what is commonly know as "the terrible twos". Last night was the worst we've seen yet. I am sorry about how we ended the day; you in tears, me walking out of your room with my head down in defeat.
It all started as a normal evening. I picked you up from school. Your teacher said you were the only one who has learned to pedal the tricycle. I was so proud! You were riding it outside all afternoon. In fact, I had to tear you off of it and bribe you to get you to come home with me.
Once at home we played in the driveway, like we do most nights. Then, it was time for dinner. You were great - you ate everything on your plate including a bunch of cherry tomatoes, a whole banana and a slice of cheese pizza. As I sat watching you at dinner, I had no idea that the tides were about to turn...
Upon your request, we went back outside to play for a few minutes after dinner. You were helping me water some plants and play with your football. All of a sudden you started throwing all your toys. Throwing toys has been a problem for you lately. I told you that if you kept throwing them we wouldn't be able to play outside anymore, we would go inside & you would have to take a bath & go to bed. I warned you, Daddy warned you, but you kept throwing your toys. We sat you on the front step and said that you will have to go to bed now because you are not supposed to throw your toys. Silently, I picked you and brought you upstairs. You were begging me to go back outside. I persisted to give you the most miserable bath you have ever had. You were crying so hard I thought you were going to throw up in the tub! You calmed down after the bath when I let you have your binky (for your sake & mine). I read you 5 really long stories, not even the short board-book ones. I was grateful that you were sitting in my lap, finally relaxed and thought we could end the day on a calm, happy note.
I was wrong.
As soon as the last story was over (BTW... I told you when you chose Pokey Puppy that it would be the last story of the evening and you nodded your head) you began screaming for more stories and to go outside again. This went on for a while until you finally passed out in your crib.
I sure hope tonight goes better. I love you, buddy!
Monday, April 20, 2009
Backwards words
Kevin is very, very chatty. He speaks very intently and sometimes he is very serious, but it's just too funny when he says words backwards like:
Upsies-down = upside down
Ipog - Ipod
Kevin Put on it = Kevin put it on (as in his shirt, shoes, etc)
Packback = his new back pack to carry all his lovies to school each day
Upsies-down = upside down
Ipog - Ipod
Kevin Put on it = Kevin put it on (as in his shirt, shoes, etc)
Packback = his new back pack to carry all his lovies to school each day
Thursday, April 16, 2009
2 year stats
We took Kev to the doctor today for his 2 year checkup:
30.10 pounds
35.8 inches tall
Such a healthy kid!
30.10 pounds
35.8 inches tall
Such a healthy kid!
Saturday, April 11, 2009
Easter Egg Hunt
The neighborhood behind ours has a lot more younger families. Each year they organize an Easter Egg hunt for the kids. The invited us this year, we were thrilled to be included. Kevin had fun gathering his eggs & meeting the Easter Bunny. The Easter Bunny is not as scary as Santa!
-Checking out his loot with the neighborhood kids-
Happy Easter!
Big Wheels!
Kevin LOVES his new Big Wheel. He had fun playing with it in the cul-de-sac last night. His feet can't quite reach the pedals yet, but he doesn't seem to mind.
Thank you!
Thursday, April 9, 2009
A new blog
NO - hold on folks, it's not for a new baby....
I heard this quote on TV somewhere: "a couple that remodels together, stays together". It got me thinking about an idea for a new blog call I call Fumbles.
When we aren't working or playing with Kevin, most of our free time is spent tackling projects around our new house. Until recently we were complete city folk, condo yuppies; we have a fair share of learning to do about home maintenance, decorating, projects, and repairs. We thought it would be funny to document our blunders (there are just so many) and accomplishments in this blog. Enjoy!
I heard this quote on TV somewhere: "a couple that remodels together, stays together". It got me thinking about an idea for a new blog call I call Fumbles.
When we aren't working or playing with Kevin, most of our free time is spent tackling projects around our new house. Until recently we were complete city folk, condo yuppies; we have a fair share of learning to do about home maintenance, decorating, projects, and repairs. We thought it would be funny to document our blunders (there are just so many) and accomplishments in this blog. Enjoy!
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