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Our Yellow Brick Road

Friday, January 30, 2015

Busy, busy busy boy

Henry has been keeping me on my toes for I don't know how long. This January, he has finally started walking! Sam and I thought it would never happen. I thought he would turn 18 months old, enter nursery at church, and still be crawling. But he proved us wrong.

 So he started walking at 16 months old. This past week it has become more of his primary form of transportation. The only reason why he falls down is either a) he has tripped over all the toys that he previously threw/dumped to the ground or b) he is trying to run and isn't coordinated enough yet.

Looking back to when he could only crawl, things haven't changed that much. He was a really fast crawler and would get into everything. Now he's a bit slower (for now) and he still gets into everything.

If I don't have a structured play activity for him, he'll create one for himself. And his activities are messier.


Who knew he could unscrew mascara wands? I had no idea he could get into that!! Luckily it wasn't waterproof mascara, and it came out of the carpet and off his skin without too much scrubbing. 


He just discovered the drawer under my oven. All other drawers have baby locks on them. This is what my kitchen looks like everyday. Not kidding. 


Some of my activities include exciting outings to Petco!


This ferret (pictured above) was one of Henry's favorite animals. 
A close second was this rat (pictured below). 





I think this trip will happen again in his future. 

As I mentioned in a previous post, Henry loves climbing into suitcases. To broaden that statement, he loves to climb into anything and sit it. This bin was under his crib and held all our extra diapers and wipes. He took them out and I put a Boppy pillow inside to make it more comfortable. Next thing I knew he was lounging with it. 



Then, I shredded some colored paper with our paper shredder and dumped it inside the bin. 


What happened next was shocking. He played in it for THIRTY MINUTES STRAIGHT! I was amazed that this held his attention for that long! Usually a toy or activity only keeps him occupied for 5-7 minutes, which can be taxing on my activity idea list. There was minimal clean-up and he loved it! Win-win for both of us!
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Thursday, January 29, 2015

Blue or Pink?

We had our 20 week ultrasound and decided to find out the gender. I had debated whether or not to find out. Maybe next time we'll wait the whole 9 months without knowing the gender, we'll see. 


Right before we went in, Sam and I made a guess about the gender. Then we said whoever was wrong had to plan Valentine's Day, unless we were both wrong and then we'd plan it together. Sam guessed it was a boy, I guessed it was a girl.


And...

















We are both really excited!! I'm hoping that Henry is a good big brother and not too rough with her. The ultrasound pictures turned out pretty good and they said she looked healthy! Here is a picture of her foot:


I made cupcakes with pink frosting and Sam brought them to work and made the announcement to his co-workers. 

Christmas

Because Henry loves Christmas lights so much, we decided to drive through this light show just for him. It depicted the story of Christ's birth, and it was really well done. He was smiling and pointing the whole time (even though it was way past his bedtime). 








Matching father and son, heading to church. 

We spent Christmas in Kansas with Sam's parents and had a wonderful time. In order to keep Henry safe and to keep the Christmas tree standing, we had to do some baby-proofing...


He loved ripping the paper off of everyone's gifts. And he sneakily opened a chocolate truffle and started helping himself while everyone was opening gifts. 



We saw some friends while we were in town and Henry was able to have a few play dates. We're still working with him on being gentle and soft. He just gets so excited when he's around other kids that he doesn't know how to express it. 


Henry's new favorite activity is climbing into our suitcase, and then jettisoning our clothes. It's funny how such simple things can make him so content. We should have gotten him a suitcase for Christmas instead.