Wednesday, May 3, 2017

She keeps us laughing!

K (very dramatically, after getting in trouble): I am just a little girl! I don't know all these things yet!

K: Fetch, Ryan! Go get the ball!

Dave, reading a fortune cookie: "Something unusual will happen at work or school this week." Oooo, I hope it's something good!
K: It might just be nonsense.

Me: You've been really good tonight. I'm impressed.
K: Yeah... I don't really like being good. It's too hard.
Me: Well, it gets a little easier the more you're good. It becomes second nature.
K (doubtful): Is that really true?

K, reading Green Eggs and Ham: "...Would you like them in a box?" No, the box would not hold me.

K, in response to Dave and Ryan being silly: Boys these days!

Me: Good morning! Time to wake up!
K (long pause, then in a tiny whisper): I'm trying.

Dave: What's the English word for Juan?
K: One!

K, to me: I bet you're going to be a good grandma someday.

K: I want to change out my pillowcases. I want to add some color to this area.

K: Daddy, if you want to help us set up for Ryan's party, I have no problem with that.

In the middle of a song at the daddy/daughter dance:
K: Ok, I'm ready to go.
Dave: The dance is almost over and they're drawing for door prizes in 3 minutes. Can we wait 3 minutes?
K: Daddy, look at all these people. We're not going to win!

K: My shoe fell off because I don't have my personal space.

K, glancing at the book A Small Book of Prayers: Oh, this is God's book.

Me: It would be nice if you thanked me for buying you shoes. Sometimes parents sacrifice for their kids.
K: What does sacrifice mean?
Me: To give something up.
K: Oh Mommy, you should never give up!

Dave: We're having the Lord's Supper today at church.
K: Are we going? I thought we were having dinner together.

K: Ryan doesn't have allergies. There are no red cracks in his eyes!

K: I've put on some mascara, eye shadow, and lip gloss. I also added lip gloss to my brows.

K, reading a book: "There was an old lady who swallowed a chick--"
Me: How did she swallow a chick?!
K: I don't know, this is a fiction book, Mommy.

Me: Ask Daddy to get you a mommy-approved amount of ice cream.
K: What?
Me: Ask Daddy to get you a mommy-approved amount of ice cream.
K (confused): I don't understand... I can't say that.... DADDY! Can you get me a medium bowl of ice cream??

Monday, March 20, 2017

One year old!


I try to avoid cliches, but seriously... where has the time gone?? The past 12 months have passed by faster than perhaps any other time that I can remember. Ryan is such a delight and the piece to my heart I didn't know was missing. It's hard to put into words how much I love this little boy! 






In one word, Ryan is enthusiastic-- full of energy and smiles and movement and expression. He is sweet and silly, messy and busy. He's pretty tough, too-- he had a double ear infection/croup and later the flu/strep and I had no idea because he never complained! He loves sleep, playing the piano, throwing balls, playing chase, brushing his teeth, and taking baths. He nods his head yes or no to specify what he wants and says "mama mama mama mama" about 60,000 times a day no matter who he's talking to. He loves his Daddy and playing with Katelyn is guaranteed to make him laugh.

Holding his sock while sucking his thumb is his comfort and he almost always carries a spare with him, just in case. The "missing sock" collection in this house is out of control!


Getting Ryan on board with eating table foods was slooooow. For a long time, putting bite-sized pieces of food in front of him to try just didn't work. For example, if I gave him a pancake, he had to pick up and examine ALL THE PIECES before he would consider eating a single one. We finally got there and he's great about eating table foods now... he just got there on Ryan Time. Favorites are shredded cheese, spaghetti, strawberries, waffles, and anything crunchy.

He took his first steps unassisted on his first birthday! But to get somewhere faster, he's constantly pushing the furniture around the house... even when someone is on it.



After his first haircut

Love, love, love this little boy!




Sunday, January 29, 2017

She keep us laughing!

K: Mommy, when you're not looking, I'm going to turn myself into an object.
Me: Ok, what object?
K: A piece of paper. Don't worry, I'll write "Katelyn" all over it.

K: You really should be on America's Funniest Videos, Ryan.

K: Kwik Kar starts with a K instead of a Q and that bothers me!
Me: It bothers me, too! But you just have to make your peace with it because that's the name they chose and it's not going to change.
K: Well, the building could burn down.

K (starting to color): Ok guys, are you ready for some quality?

K: I want to be everything when I grow up, except an astronaut, but I also don't want to be a fireman or policeman. I really just like ambulances. 

K (handing me an empty water bottle): Since you're a nice lady, would you throw this away for me?

K (forgetting the words to a song, so making up new "words"): Glhsboej, fjakuvek, zzuiedwad...
Me: Those aren't words! That's not even a language.
K: It's French.

K: I'm a bumblebee. And this bumblebee really knows how to party!

K: Do unicorns have curly hair?
Me: Sure, if you want! Of course, I've never seen one since they aren't real.
K: WHAT.
Me: Um, I thought you knew they were just pretend... didn't you ever wonder why we didn't see one at the zoo?
K: SERIOUSLY?!?

K: It's a hot mess out here!
Me: It's 34 degrees.
K: But the sun is shining! Let's go ride my bike!

K (after making paper snowflakes for 2 days straight): I definitely want to be a snowflake maker when I grow up.

K: I've decided the challenge for myself is to learn how to braid,
Me: That's cool! Where is this coming from? Did your teacher encourage you to think of a personal challenge?
K: No, this is my own challenge that I thought up.
Me: That's great! Do you want me to show you how to braid?
K: No thanks, this is MY challenge. I'll do it.

Me: Does Annabelle care that you call her "Anna"?
K: No, but she doesn't like it when I call her Snickerdoodle.

K: When Daddy was a police officer, did he fight bad guys?
Me: Yes.
K: Did he carry a sword?

K: I have the burps.

K: Can we do facials... with cucumbers?!?
Me: Sure, but that really sounds like Tia Christy's department...



Sunday, January 1, 2017

Ryan at 9 months

9 months old (ok, almost 10 months because I'm posting late)! It's hard to believe Ryan has been in the outside world for as long as he was inside of me! What fun he is! He's become very vocal... and with an extremely talkative big sis, it's sink or swim, buddy. He says Mama and Dada and makes it clear that whatever else he's "saying" is very important. Tonight before bed he told Dada "nigh nigh" and waved-- that caught us by surprise! And judging by how opinionated he's become, I have a feeling his ability to say "no" is coming soon...



He's really, REALLY active and will crawl over--not around--anything in his way. He pulls up on everything and finds a way to get where he wants to be. A few funny quirks:
  • He loves daddy's toes. Not sure why (they are just normal toes!), but he is completely fascinated by them.
  • If I'm holding him and open the refrigerator door, he practically leaps out of my arms for the egg carton. I guess he likes the texture because he would scratch it all day long if I let him.
  • He thinks Katelyn playing with a Slinky is hilarious.
  • He loves climbing on the bathroom stool... even if Katelyn is standing on it.
  • His highlight of each morning is watching me use my electric toothbrush. He watches so intently and then laughs and laughs.
  • Checking the mail is one of his favorite things and he kicks his legs in excitement when he realizes we're headed for the mailbox.
  • His favorite toy is an empty Tylenol bottle with just a rock in it. Shake, shake, shake!
  • He's FINALLY decided he likes to eat Gerber Puffs. I was starting to worry about fine motor skills because he had no interest in picking up small food. But now that half the container of Puffs is suddenly gone... I think we're good.


Katelyn has learned that she can pick him up and gently carry haul him around, and he thinks it's pretty funny.

We've taken full advantage of the fireplace in our new house, and he loves it as much as we do.

And, one of my favorite pictures ever: