We were driving in the car this morning, and Dani asked, "Mommy why do all the houses have strings attached to trees?" I had no flipping idea what she was talking about.
Showing posts with label vital stats. Show all posts
Showing posts with label vital stats. Show all posts
Tuesday, August 21, 2012
Vital stats, and a few funny things.
In the battle for biggest baby, Tommy is the clear winner. He had his one year doctor's visit today, and he measured 29.5", but the doctor said he was so squirmy, that the measurement was probably short, and weighed 26 pounds. For those of you keeping track at home, Tori was 29.5" and 23 pounds 6 ounces, and Dani was 28.5" and 19 pounds 6 ounces. Tommy WINS!
We were driving in the car this morning, and Dani asked, "Mommy why do all the houses have strings attached to trees?" I had no flipping idea what she was talking about.
She kept insisting there were strings from the houses to the trees...I slowed down. She was talking about power lines! So I explained all about what they do, and how they work, but what a neat little observation.
The kids are obsessed with looking out the bathroom window to see if there's a moon after we get ready for bed. Fortunately for me, it's been cloudy lately. Tonight, Dani asked, "Mommy, why doesn't the moon have a face?". (Only in storybooks, kid.) And Tori, said goodnight to the moon at least two dozen times and refused to leave the window. I eventually carried her to the bedroom, while she screamed at the top of her lungs while I dressed her for bed, and at least the next five minutes. Dani even got teary, saying, "I can't listen to Tori like this mommy." Fortunately, tiredness overtook them and they are sound asleep!
We were driving in the car this morning, and Dani asked, "Mommy why do all the houses have strings attached to trees?" I had no flipping idea what she was talking about.
Saturday, June 9, 2012
Doctors, and Lawyers, and Pirates, OH MY!
By now, you all know that Big Man's a police lieutenant and I'm a lawyer (or "liar" as the kids say). Inherent in that is we both see really awful things every day. This was a particularly difficult week for me, as a matrimonial case I'd been working on for almost two years was scheduled for trial.
My matrimonial and family law practice often reminds me of how blessed I am, and makes me so thankful for my healthy children, my supportive spouse and my upbringing. There are just days that I come home and need to hug and kiss everyone, over and over again. It really makes me appreciate what I have.
I've got pirates!
Future WWE superstars!
And, just the sweetest kids and husband anyone could want.
And, let's not forget GIANT BABY. Yes, Tommy is GIANT BABY.
At his 9 month baby visit thiw week, we learned that he is in the 90th percentile. That means that if you line up 100 nine month olds, he would be bigger than 90 of them. Let me break it down for you: he's 23 pounds 8 ounces, and 30.25 inches tall.
When Tori had her 1 year visit, she was 23 pouncs 6 ounces and 29.5 inches tall.
When Dani had her 1 year visit, she was 19 pouncs 6 counces and 28.5 inches tall.
Little Dude has outpaced them by months!
He is such an amazing cross between Dani and Tori. I was telling that to Big Man tonight.
Dani was the cautious baby. She crawled when she could walk, when it looked like walking might be tough. She didn't try to climb things, didn't try to put things she shouldn't in her mouth, and basically was a scaredy-kid. Easy peasy. She looks before she leaps.
Tori is the opposite. Tori climbed the stairs before she could crawl proficiently. There was a mantra with Dani, "no kitchen, no bathroom, no stairs" we would say as she crawled toward them--and she would hear us and turn around. Tori, not so much. When she was crawling, she would just keep crawling because dammit she wanted to crawl into the bathroom. When she was walking, I swear she would hear me say no and she would pick up her pace just to defy me faster! She figured out that the radiator cover tops can come off and that CDs and toys fit into the VCR opening. She bounces on furniture until she lands on the hard floor. She wriggles away from me to run naked through the house because she can and it's fun. She is baby McGuyver. We will eventually put a top on her crib to keep her contained at night.
Tommy is the middle ground. He'd really like to walk but he knows he's not ready yet. So, he cruises the furniture, and crawls. He moves chairs and stools so he can climb higher, but he is deliberative. He's not reckless. He just wants to check things out. He's not limited by fear, the way Dani is. And he's not bolstered by fearlessness, the way Tori is.
Which is pretty much perfect. My little dude.
My matrimonial and family law practice often reminds me of how blessed I am, and makes me so thankful for my healthy children, my supportive spouse and my upbringing. There are just days that I come home and need to hug and kiss everyone, over and over again. It really makes me appreciate what I have.
I've got pirates!
When Tori had her 1 year visit, she was 23 pouncs 6 ounces and 29.5 inches tall.
When Dani had her 1 year visit, she was 19 pouncs 6 counces and 28.5 inches tall.
Little Dude has outpaced them by months!
He is such an amazing cross between Dani and Tori. I was telling that to Big Man tonight.
Dani was the cautious baby. She crawled when she could walk, when it looked like walking might be tough. She didn't try to climb things, didn't try to put things she shouldn't in her mouth, and basically was a scaredy-kid. Easy peasy. She looks before she leaps.
Tori is the opposite. Tori climbed the stairs before she could crawl proficiently. There was a mantra with Dani, "no kitchen, no bathroom, no stairs" we would say as she crawled toward them--and she would hear us and turn around. Tori, not so much. When she was crawling, she would just keep crawling because dammit she wanted to crawl into the bathroom. When she was walking, I swear she would hear me say no and she would pick up her pace just to defy me faster! She figured out that the radiator cover tops can come off and that CDs and toys fit into the VCR opening. She bounces on furniture until she lands on the hard floor. She wriggles away from me to run naked through the house because she can and it's fun. She is baby McGuyver. We will eventually put a top on her crib to keep her contained at night.
Tommy is the middle ground. He'd really like to walk but he knows he's not ready yet. So, he cruises the furniture, and crawls. He moves chairs and stools so he can climb higher, but he is deliberative. He's not reckless. He just wants to check things out. He's not limited by fear, the way Dani is. And he's not bolstered by fearlessness, the way Tori is.
Which is pretty much perfect. My little dude.
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