Tuesday, May 26, 2015
Evan's first bike that we got him for his 5th birthday was already showing some wear last year. Things only got worse this year and Evan has grown quite a bit, so I decided it was time to get him a new bike. As luck would have it, Toys 'R Us was having a trade-in event and we could bring in the old, falling apart bike and get a $30 credit on a new one. The sales person was really helpful in picking out the right size bike, after watching Evan ride in the store. Nearly two months later, he still loves his bike. Hopefully this summer we can work with him on riding without training wheels. Connor is still too small for most of the ride-on toys, but he's staying pretty busy discovering other new stuff. We were unable to childproof the lazy susan in our kitchen, so it's become Connor's favorite thing (of course) to unload whatever is in there on a regular basis. So a few weeks ago I started taking most of the food items out and putting them elsewhere. He quickly discovered something else might fit in the cabinet instead - himself! Getting out was a challenge though, so he hasn't tried it again, thankfully. I forget how even at 20 months there are still new things for him to discover. He's "talking" like crazy, even singing at times (ee-i-ee-i-oh!), so when he found a harmonica in a drawer recently, he was fascinated. Music soothes the savage beast...including wily toddlers!
Posted by Jen O. at 7:02 AM
Thursday, May 14, 2015
Connor's hair is more curly than Evan's was at the same age. Like mine, it's curlier in the back than the front as well, which would make for an awesome 80's 'do. Many mornings he will sit with me while I get ready for work, and like most toddlers he wants to imitate what the adults are doing. This was the morning in February when I realized I should probably get him a haircut. That, or he'd make an excellent pirate for next Halloween. I'm not a fan of baby buzzcuts, and even prefer a little bit of moppyness (is that a word?) on toddler boys, so it took me a few more weeks after that picture was taken to finally schedule a haircut. I took him to see the stylist both Evan and I go to (and the mom of one of Evan's classmates). Taylor is great - she has three kids herself so she can handle fidgety boys. NOT that she needed to. Connor was the perfect client. I took Evan with me to get a haircut as well and maybe watching him helped, because after Evan was finished, Connor sat in the seat - by himself - for the entire haircut. No fidgeting, no fussing, no crying. Watching big brother... On a side note, you can really see Evan's blonde spot on the back of his head whenever he gets a haircut. Connor was perfectly behaved from beginning to end - only the occasional coy smile crept on to his serious little face. When all was said and done he kept his curls.
Posted by Jen O. at 7:26 PM
Saturday, April 25, 2015
With a very Irish last name, it seems sacrilege not to acknowledge a holiday like St. Patrick's Day. But getting a workable photo of the boys for the occasion? Ha ha, well, I think St. Patrick had an easier time chasing the snakes out of Ireland! Don't let those sweet faces fool you, these Irish lads can be mischievous little leprechauns. Evan is a posing master though. Now if we could just get Connor to cooperate!
Posted by Jen O. at 7:30 AM
Friday, April 24, 2015
What's the old saying? Fool me once, shame on you, fool me twice, shame on me! In this case, I'm not referring to a person, but to the weather. After sailing all the way through January with only one snow day (in early November, at that), I thought maybe, just maybe we'd get through this school year without having to make up snow days. Oh February, you are a cruel, cruel month. I think there were seven snow days total during the month. Evan, of course, loved this. But five of those days occurred in one week (a very busy one at work, just to make travel more adventurous). It was a looooong week. Playing in the snow was fun for a few of those days. And playing with some neighbor friends (cell photos): Connor didn't go out and play in the snow but I did bring some buckets of it inside for him to make a mess with while I was on a work conference call. Necessity is the mother of invention, right? I'll need to upgrade his Colombia fleece to some snow bibs for next year.
Posted by Jen O. at 7:00 AM
Thursday, March 19, 2015
Connor took his first steps at 14 months, in early December. He started weekly physical therapy sessions in November because we were concerned his unique crawl could transfer to the way he walked, meaning he'd favor one leg over the other. Thankfully he did really well and after just seven weeks "graduated" from PT. I took this video in December, right after he started taking baby steps. Love the little squeal. By January he started to prefer walking to crawling. The day he turned 16 months - January 17 - was unusually warm for mid-winter, so we went out on the deck for a little fresh air. It's funny to look back on these pictures where he's using the railing or wall to steady himself, because now I can't slow this kiddo down! Watching Evan play out in the yard. Go baby go!
Posted by Jen O. at 7:33 AM