A Lunchtime Conversation

I just needed to write this down. It is too funny to get lost in the memory mush that happens over time.

Henry had a peanut butter and honey sandwich for lunch yesterday. Henry LOVES peanut butter, so this is one of his favorite lunches. He had his sandwich, his cup of water and a spoon. Who doesn’t need a spoon when eating a sandwich? He’s still not big on talking, so he pointed to his mostly devoured half of a sandwich, did his “eh, eh” almost grunting sound (meaning he wants something), then pointed to the counter where the sandwich making supplies still sat and said “eh, eh”. The rest of our “conversation” went like this:

Mama: Do you need more peanut butter?
Henry: (Shakes his head no style.)
Mama: No… Do you need more honey?
Henry: (Shakes his head no again.)
Mama: No… What do you need Henry?
Henry: Raaarrrrrrr!
Mama: Do you need more of this? (Pointing to the honey bear)
Henry: Jeah!!


He may not be big into talking, but the boy does communicate!

No Soliciting!

I usually do not do these little letters, but it seems appropriate.




Dear sales guy that just rang my doorbell,

I have a sleeping baby and a noisy dog. I only answered the door because I thought you would be someone else. I'm sorry if I was a little rude. I was trying to get dumb dog to stop barking and I was on the phone taking care of an unexpected charge on my Verizon bill. I know you are just doing your job and I am sorry it involves walking from door to door, but I do not love that you just did that. We're not in the clear yet, but I REALLY hope you didn't just wake up that really tired and grumpy kid. Please no! I still have a lot to get done before he wakes up.

A little annoyed but still apologetic,
The lady behind the door of the next to the last house on the street.

P.S. If you were selling No Soliciting signs, PLEASE COME BACK!! I would probably buy one from you. Just quietly knock this time.

Booooo!

I love spending time with this little guy! He's been pretty cute lately. Here are some of my favorite things that he does right now.


He loves to help. He's an ambitious cleaner. Overly ambitious at times. I think it's genetic. I have a funny husband that loves to put dishes away. It's nice! It is sometimes funny though because he will practically take a glass out of my hand and put it in the sink or dishwasher. So, I constantly pull them out of the cupboard and he puts them in the sink/dishwasher. (I can't take a glass out of the "dirty" dishwasher/sink even if I know it was JUST put there. Once it's there, it's dirty.) Henry likes to throw his diapers away, help rotate laundry, unload/load the dishwasher, etc. Well, he will occasionally try to put dishes away while I am loading the dishwasher. I will put silverware in the dishwasher, he will it in the drawer. See! It has to be genetic. (Don't worry, people who visit us. I manage to catch him before he actually puts things in with clean dishes.)

Ooo! Wow!! I think these are his favorite words right now. Those and "Mmmm!", if that's a word. A lot of things deserve an "Ooo! Wow!". He doesn't say much (at all), but he says that a lot. It's fun when everything in the world is new and amazing. It kind of puts things into perspective. Things like trees, flowers, bugs, dirt, rocks, etc can be pretty amazing.

Kisses. He loves to give kisses! He just figured it out a couple of weeks ago. Now I get them all day long. I LOVE it! He also gives really good hugs. Nice and tight, then usually followed by a kiss.



Booooo! He thinks cows say "Booooo!". I think it's hilarious! I'm torn between letting him think that for a few years and teaching him that it's actually "Moo". Right now I'm going with "Boo". He also makes random sounds for other things. For example, trucks, cars, and trains all usually say "toot toot". There are others, but I can't remember at this late hour. Other animals and things make the correct sounds. Some he even says more realistically than I do. He barks better than any person I've ever met. He does a pretty good horse and he "tweet"s pretty well.


There are other things, but it is getting late. As I am going through my pictures looking for some good ones for this post, I am realizing that I have neglected to blog about some fun stuff, but that will have to wait for another day.

I just thought this was funny.

P.S. Why isn't it Thursday. It feels like Thursday. I am in denial that I have to wake up early.

Saving Mama Duck

This is Mama duck. I think it was one of the first toys we got before we had Henry. You can see three little circles on her back that can hold three little baby ducks. It's pretty cute. Mama duck has a problem though. She easily sucks up water but it is impossible to get it out of her, so she gets all moldy and gross. The mold finally got out, but the bleach remained. It would occasionally drip out and ruin whatever it happened to drip on. I had thought about throwing her away several times and very nearly did. I decided to make one last life saving attempt. I decided to try a tracheotomy. One large nail through the throat, a wiggle around, and I was able to squeeze all of the bleach out of her (after a million squeezes). Mama duck has been saved! Hooray!

Big Boy Bed

Towards the end of April, we took the front off of Henry’s crib. I still have not decided if this a good thing or not, but I’m starting to lean towards it being good. We did this for a couple of reasons.



Reason #1
Henry is not the type to happily wake up in his bed and play or even let us know he is awake. It does not matter if it is night time or nap time. If he wakes up in his crib and no one happens to be there in the room with him, he gets ticked! He just screams this heartbroken, abandoned scream until someone comes to rescue him. When you do finally rescue him from his terrible prison, he cuddles in until I guess he feels like he is loved again. I like that part, but not enough to torture him on purpose, so the crib railing is no more.


Reason #2
He likes to end the night/start the day in our bed. We thought that if he can get himself out of bed and come to us, we’d have to wake up less for the process. That part has worked. Now, instead of screaming Henry needing to be rescued, we have cute Henry dragging his favorite blanket and monkey into our room then standing on the floor by our tower height bed going “eh, eh, eh” ‘til we lift him up. This is happening later and later most mornings, so that’s good. A lot of mornings he doesn’t come to our bed until just after 5 and I have to get up shortly thereafter anyways, so it was cute. Henry hugs is a nice way to start the morning.

**Note his Care Bear blanket and pillow. He actually has two Care Bear blankets, but this one recently got dragged through the mud, so it is in the laundry. His Care Bear blankets (both, which were mine when I was little) and his monkey are his favorite things. When he comes to our bed every morning he has to bring all three things with him. He will bring in two or three of the three, go back for whatever he left behind, shut his door, then he will reach up to us. The pillow (also mine when I was little) frequently makes its way to our bed too even though he RARELY sleeps on it in either bed.

18 Month Henry

Henry had his 18 month check up earlier this month (Make that last month. I write them then post when I can.), so I decided it was time for an update. He is such a sweet little boy are so glad that we have him! Here are a few things that are worth writing down.




He is such a good helper. He likes to do everything that we’re doing. If I’m cleaning the toilet, he’ll grab a rag and go “scrub” the bathtub. This grosses me out a little bit. I just make sure that when he’s done helping, he gets a good hand washing.

He has started saying “te-ta” (Thank you). Most of his words sound similar (have t’s and/or d’s in them), but he is really good at inflections, so we’re sorting out all of the differences. He also says “te-di” (bye-bye), then he does this “Uueuuh” thing that we haven’t decided if it’s “See you later” or “I love you”. Sometimes it sounds more like one, sometimes the other. Either way, it’s cute.


He LOVES being outside. For Christmas, Henry got a push tricycle that he loves! Every time he sees it or hears the word “trike”, he wants to go for a ride. It has been kind of cold and rainy for the last few weeks and I think that has been a great source of frustration for him. Every time I open the door to let Teddy outside (in the rain), Henry makes a run for it and then is heartbroken when I don’t let him go. Maybe I’m a mean mama, but I’m just not going to go out in the rain when it’s 40’s outside. Not my idea of a good or even tolerable time. Let’s hope it warms up soon! (A month later, I am still hoping for this. Weatherman, if you're reading this, please make this cold stuff stop!)

Stinking Boy

Henry has been a little slow with the talking. I am sure that he understands everything we say, he's just not interested in saying anything himself. (I try to get him to use words all day long, he really just isn't interested). We're thinking that one day he's just going to bust out whole sentences. He has about 10 words that he does say, including "Mama", but usually only says that one when he's angry. So, tonight when he was sitting in my lap, playing with my hair and being cute, this is a conversation we had.

Me: "Henry, you should say Mama. Can you say Mama? Mama."
Henry (Growing a slow mischievous grin): "Teda." (Teddy)
Me: "Mama!"
Henry: "Teda!"

Stinking boy.