Sunday, January 30, 2011

Playing with the Potty

Today was another great day for Finn in the nursery. We made the trade off without a hitch and when I came to pick him he was playing happily. When we got home we took Finn outside and let him ride his motorized lawnmower on the sidewalk. Then he got in the stroller and took a walk with me. After a mile he was zonked out so as I made a lap past the house I dropped him off. He slept for almost 2 hours. When he woke up he ate eggs for lunch. Next he went into the kitchen and started playing with his potty. I took way too many pictures, but he was just so funny trying to get in his potty.

Making room to get in.

One leg in.

Two legs in.

After letting him have his fun, Finn sat correctly on the potty.

Then Finn found the lid . . . and did this.
I promise, this potty has never been used.

After getting our fill of the potty, we all went to the mall to exchange some jeans Michael was given for Christmas. We had a really good time at the mall, but we definitely should've brought the stoller. Finn didn't want to be carried, and wasn't all that interested in holding my hand. So while dad shopped Finn ran around and knocked off sweaters and tried to touch all the ties. Fairly quickly into the game, I caught on to Finn's agenda and made him hold my hand.

As we were walking through the mall Finn stopped abruptly upon hearing the obnoxious music coming from Hollisters. He ran straight over to the store. There are a couple of chairs under a canopy at the front of the store. Michael put him in one of the chairs and Finn nodded his head and shimmied his shoulders to the beat of the music. Everyone who walked by pointed and laughed at Finn. He really put on a show. I don't know where Finn got his rhythm; his mother looks like a cat in water on the dance floor.

When we got home Finn and Dad played outside while I made a quick run to store to get milk. I also got Finn this snack catcher.


Finn is starting to realize when he isn't receiving our full attention. This morning (Saturday) Finn and I went upstairs to the play room to watch the new "Thomas." Since the playroom is easily the safest, most indestructible room in the house I don't worry as much about what Finn gets into as the only things in the room are suitable for Finn to play with. After turning Thomas on I laid down on the couch and shut my eyes. After a few minutes I could sense that someone was looking at him. I opened my eyes just a little bit and found Finn almost nose to nose with me smiling. I quickly closed my eyes. Then he started saying "mama." When I still didn't open my eyes he grabbed a fist full of hair and yanked. It was far too painful to pretend to sleep through that. Much like his mama was at his age, Finn likes to have all eyes on him and does what ever is necessary to ensure that he gets what he wants. He is such a squirt.

Later on in the morning we took Finn a little mini walk in the stroller. It was the first really nice day of the year so I decided to go out for a walk. When I realized how warm it was out I ran back in, grabbed Finn, Michael and the stroller and the three of us went out for few minutes. Finn was super excited to be outside; evidenced by his saying the word "outside" over and over. When I got back in from my walk Finn was sound asleep. Once we was up we put him in the bathtub and got him ready for his big day.

Today Finn received a big surprise. Two sets of his grandparents came to visit him. First Grandad and Gigi made an impromptu visit after finishing up some work in Sumner County and they brought with them a bright, shiny, new "Toby the Train."

Finn also showed Grandad and Gigi how to sweep. Finn is a good little sweeper, or maybe I should say, Finn is a good little pusher. He really just pushes the broom around the kitchen.

No idea.

After a couple of hours Gran and Pa came to take Finn to Grandmother Bryant's 92nd Birthday party. (Michael and I didn't attend because he had church and small group afterward.) So while we were having an early dinner at Logan's with Dad and Gina, Finn was on his way to Clarksville with Gran and Pa. From what I hear Finn had a great time. He played with all the water bottles in the house, played with the dogs, ate macaroni and cheese and topped the evening off with birthday cake.

One sleepy boy.

Friday, January 28, 2011

Hair Cut - take 3

Today Finn and I went to get our hair cut. It was, to date, the most traumatic experience of Finn's life. He cried so hard that he started gagging in the chair. And it wasn't the fake kind of gagging either. Even though his fear was completely irrational, I felt so bad for him. Finn acted pretty weird towards me the rest of the day. I think it all started when I forced him to take a nap and then woke him up prematurely. It certainly didn't help matters that I forcefully held his head still during the hair cut either.

On the way home I stopped at Sonic and Finn and I shared a grilled cheese. It at least took his mind of the fact that he was mad at me. When we got home Finn was feeling much better and played on the floor in my bedroom while I spend the rest of the day cleaning up. He ended up finding some of my business cards and played with them in the floor for forever. It was so sweet; he laid on this stomach propped up on his elbows, swinging his feet. He would closely examine the type of the card. Then he would point at the letters. Then he would roll over on his back, bring the card close to his face and really examine it. This went on for about 10 minutes. Only the sound of Garth Brooks broke his concentration - he couldn't resist the urge to dance.

Later on the in the day Finn and I went to Krogers to buy chili fixins'. While standing at the check out counter paying for the groceries, Finn did something that scared me to death. I turned around to talk to him and he was standing straight up in the buggy (the place where he was suppose to be sitting) smiling as big as he could. Thank goodness he wasn't holding a 3 liter. Sorry Mom . . . just a joke. While the look on Finn's face (the sense of accomplishment) was priceless, my heart fell in to my stomach for a split second. I guess it is time for seat belts.

James and Chelsea came over later in the evening and we ate chili and watched the "Social Network." Good movie.

Monday, January 24, 2011

Real Cereal

Finn has graduated to "real cereal" - milk and all! Recently Finn has been very interested in everything I put in my mouth. On Sunday I had cereal for breakfast; a breakfast delicacy that I rarely have. About half way through my bowl of Lucky Charms Finn came over and started saying "please" in his most convincing voice. I decided that it was high time Finn had cereal. As I suspected he loved it! And like any true cereal enthusiast, Finn turned the bowl up and drained the milk.

Didn't spill a drop!

Putting up the Christmas Tree with Buck Denver

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