September 30, 2008
September 27, 2008
Finn has really gone through a shift in the last month from rough-and-tumble toddler into a real mama's boy. I think he senses what is coming and is trying to stake out his territory while there's still time.
But I have to say, I'm kind of loving it. He is constantly giving me kisses, saying "I love you, mama!" and giving me compliments. ("Mama, I love your shoes!" or "Your hair is nice.") Every time he finds a dandelion, he picks it and gives it to me and recently told me that I'm the "bestest mommy."
There are little moments when he's very sincere and it's touching. A few weeks ago, we were eating lunch, and he said, "Mommy, I like spending time with you." Last week, walking home from Marilynn's after we dropped friends off at their house, he said, "I like it when it's just you and me, Mama. Daddy and Santos, too." And when a babysitter came last week, he said, "I don't like it when Mommy and Daddy leave. Even though I know they always come home, I still don't like it." And "Mommy, I always love you."
So, yes, this little guy does have a bunch of changes in store. And I predict that it will be kind of rough for him for a while. But we know he'll be just fine because his Mama and Daddy think he's the bestest, too.
September 23, 2008
gratuitous cute Finn photo and his politics
I don't have the time or energy to write a coherent blog post right now. I'm 33 weeks pregnant and we're currently undergoing a huge bathroom remodel while I'm trying to tie up all my work and get ready for the baby. For all you thrillseekers, this is a great way to really get the blood pumping.
Here's one funny anecdote:
We're flipping around on TV and a news show with John McCain comes on.
Finn: Who's that?
Me: Senator McCain.
Finn: He doesn't look very nice.
Me: Why doesn't he look nice? He's smiling at least.
Finn: He is? That doesn't look like smiling. [ED: He was, it was just one of those unconvincing McCain grimaces.]
In a related story, Finn recently asked me if Little Bill's dad was Obama. Which, in his defense, he doesn't look unlike big Bill. And being a beloved figure on the Noggin network sure can't hurt the three-year-old vote.
September 21, 2008
Somehow, someway, he keeps coming up with funky new stuff, like every single day*
I've been meaning to write up a long tribute to Finnie on the occasion of his third birthday, but work and my own pregnancy-addled sluggishness have conspired against me. Let's just say that Finn's doing just fine, thank you. I had this moment of total pride when I took him to his three-year appointment last week. He had not been to the doctor for six months, and they are checking for all kinds of milestones.
As the doctor asked me how language development was coming along, Finn busted out some kind of paragraph about whether the poster on the wall was a walrus or a seal and how can you tell the difference? And then she asked me if he could count to ten tyet. And I was all like, "OK, do you want to hear that in Spanish or English? Because he can do both." I was probably totally annoying her by this point, because she then started directing her questions to him. She asked him how old she was, and he correctly replied that he was three, and next year he would be four. And would you like to know how many fingers that represents? There were more questions about colors and pedaling a bike and drawing a circle, which he totally aced. The doctor even praised him on how nobly he handled his shots and sent us home saying she wished all of her patients were as healthy and advanced as Finnie. (For the curious, he's currently 34 lbs., and 39 inches tall.)
One of the things I love the most about where Finn is developmentally right now is the pretend play. I took him to the park yesterday, and when he climbed down from the play structure, he told me that he had just run through the jungle, seen an alligator, and escaped down a waterslide. But I shouldn't worry, because he's OK. In this photo, he had drawn train tracks, and then played trains on top of them.
* Apologies to Snoop Dogg, whom I imagine had not yet been quoted on a mommy blog yet. Uncle Clintie will surely recognize this reference.
September 16, 2008
September 15, 2008
too cool for school
Finnie started a neighhborhood preschool coop last week. Here he is on the first day of school, out front. He was totally too cool to pose for a photo with all his classmates around, so I had to snap this one when he wasn't looking.
He really seems to love it so far. First of all, a bunch of his pals go there. Secondly, our friend and neighbor is one of his teachers. And although he protested when I went to drop him off the first day, when I picked him up, he was enthusiastically answering all the questions that his teacher was asking during story time. His hand shot up with the correct answer every question like the little nerd we always hoped he'd be! (sniff!)
September 11, 2008
finn's third birthday
I have been so neglectful in my blogging duties that I have not yet blogged about Finn's third birthday yet. We hosted 20 of his closest friends on a beautiful Sunday afternoon for a toddler bacchanalia that was punctuated by games, pizza, cake, pinata, and goody bags (in that order). While it was positively wonderful and lots of fun, let's just say that we won't be making the mistake of attempting to host that many children at our house again. Here are some of the highlights.
September 05, 2008
Last weekend, we were lucky to have Nana come visit for the weekend. Finn was extremely excited about the idea, especially since we got to celebrate both his birthday and Daddy's as well. Here are some photos of Nana and me before we went out for an adult dinner at a sweet restaurant. (No kids or mac-and-cheese allowed!) And yes, I'm getting pretty huge!