Sunday, May 30, 2010

Sunday, May 30, 2010
Thursday night we bopped to JoJo's house...



After braving the snow storms, sleet, hail, rain, and an overnight stay in loverly Elko, NV, we finally got there. Friday we relaxed, played with cousins, and saw the cutest, most awkward young moose you ever saw.

Saturday Mac and I went to the temple and left Luke for his longest stretch ever (a whopping 3 hours). At first he was inconsolable, and the one to get him to relax was Babo. I guess sometimes having a calming male presence helps. Oh, and Babo reminding Luke of his Dad probably helped a lot, too.

Saturday also included a shopping trip. I would have left Luke behind with his Dad to play in the lovely weather and the vintage park equipment at JoJo's, but he wanted to come. It was a really hard choice for him because he so wanted to stay and play, but it was just a little too much for me to leave him again.

We found some really fun hats at Michael's:






One of the main reasons we came was to see our new niece and nephew (Claire and Calvin), born two days apart to two sisters (Jayne and Tess). It's really funny to be around newborns again. Luke is really quite taken with Claire. If she cries he needs to check on her, he wants to hold her for a little bit, and he tries to feed her his food. All the brainwashing I've been doing by giving him dolls to play with and having him watch A Baby Story are paying off. I think he'll be ready for a sibling by the time one shows up.

Oh, and we forgot the basketball. He missed it in the car when he was sleepy. I got him a new one at Target and this morning he tried to share his breakfast with it. So not only has my child chosen a basketball to be attached to, but he's trying to nurture it.

We also forgot my phone charger, so call Mac if you need me and my phone goes straight to voicemail!

Tuesday, May 25, 2010

Attachment

Tuesday, May 25, 2010
Luke is my little shadow. He's so needs to be near me most of the time, even if we're doing different things. If I'm doing my makeup, he's zooming his trains on the counter. If I'm doing the dishes, the dishwasher makes an excellent train table. It's nice to have him so close, because it facilitates kisses and hugs.



Speaking of attachment, Luke couldn't leave his ball behind for nap time. When I told him it was time to say goodbye to our toys and put them away he helped, but needed to bring "bati" (his word for basket). I was worried he was going to just play with it instead of catching some z's, so I tried to sneakily ditch it at several points along the way to the bed. Each time he got more and more worried, "bati?" he'd ask. Turns out he didn't want to postpone nap time, he just really needed his favorite ball to snuggle. I thought most kids liked blankets and stuffed animals. What a silly mom I am!

Friday, May 21, 2010

Friday, May 21, 2010
Luke likes to make the ducks kiss in the bath. He'll even tell you which one is the mommy duck and which one is the daddy duck. But are his mommy and daddy allowed to kiss? Heavens, no. If he catches us hugging or kissing he furrows his brow, says "my mom/my dad", and pushes us apart.


Another thing Luke likes to break apart is me and my sewing machine. He is fascinated by it. I haven't done a project in at least a month, so I was catching the bug again. I think he could sense I was getting something done, so he woke up early from his nap to "help" me (the only nap under 2 hours this week). I convince him to play on his table while I sew something, then as soon as I back away from the sewing machine to prep for the next step in the project, he's right back on it. He'll even sit in my lap and watch me as I sew. Of course I give up after a while, which is why I have piles of half-finished projects in bags sitting in my pantry. Someday the stars will align and Luke will nap and I will finish all of them. Someday.

Sunday, May 16, 2010

Buddies

Sunday, May 16, 2010
I don't know what to say about these two. They've always been buds, but it seems the older he gets, the more he wants his Dad. My favorite thing Luke says is "my dad"- when he's sad and wants a hug or when he's excited and wants to play.






They share an appreciation of certain junk foods.


Mac is trying to cultivate a love of comic books. Luke obtained and destroyed his first comic book at free comic book day.

Monday, May 10, 2010

Cute stuff he's said

Monday, May 10, 2010
Luke has been saying some adorable things lately, despite his somewhat limited vocabulary.

On Mother's Day:

Mom: Who do you love?
Luke: Dad.
Mom: Who else do you love?
Luke: Bampa [Grandpa]
Mom: Who else do you love?
Luke: Dad.
Mom: Who else do you love?
Luke: Bampa

This repeated for quite some time. I know he loves me too, those guys are a little bit more exciting than that boring old mom that's always around.



This morning he came over to get a sip out of my water bottle. When he was done, he threw it on the ground and folded his arms. "Prayers", he said. He doesn't even really fold his arms during dinner prayers, so this was definitely new. I started a prayer off for him and then...

Mom: Thank you for...
Luke: Trees
Mom: Thank you for...
Luke: (Points to legos)
Mom: Thank you for...
Luke: Mom

Amen! See? He does love me. And he's not a total heathen. Yeah, I was totally getting verklempt.

Saturday, May 01, 2010

First, Last and Only

Saturday, May 01, 2010
This morning I ran my first, last and only half-marathon. We woke up really early for the American River Parkway Half-Marathon and drug Luke out of bed, too. While we waited and waited for the race to start Mac and Luke had a sword fight with sticks.


Finally they got the race started, but I waited until the majority of the 4500 racers had passed me because I don't like running with huge mobs of people. The race wasn't too bad- the weather was great until the last half-hour. There was a breeze and shade for most of the time, too. The worst part was probably when they ran out of cups at the drinking stations and I had to drink from my own hands. Oh, and when my ipod froze. Running with no music is b-o-r-i-n-g.

While I was gone Luke played with his dad and jumped in the bounce house. I'm told he asked about me a lot. He stayed in his jammies the whole time.


This is me about 1/10 of a mile from the finish. Mac said I was among the people that "didn't look so good" toward the finish. I assured him I was fine, that's just my concentration face. See me? I'm the chick on the right in the white shirt. If I ever do this again (which I'm not), I'm dressing way cuter.


This is when I passed Mac and Luke right before the finish. See my feet behind the guy in the blue shirt?


And I'm off to the finish!


I was proud of myself for running the whole way- I only stopped for water stations. Mostly I'm just excited to not be running so much anymore. I've decided my body's limit is 6 miles. That way my knees don't revolt against me. Maybe I'll take up Olympic Triathlon (a mile of swim, 25 mile bike, 6 mile run) to save my knees but keep my fitness up. The lower the impact the better, in my opinion. Yay, it's over!