Monday, April 30, 2012

Facing His Fears

Today Finn made me so proud.  He walked bravely into Mr. Oliver's office, walked right up to Mr. Oliver and "gave him five!"  Last year at this time Finn would cry at the very mention of Mr. Oliver's name.  This year he answered all of his questions and didn't hide in my legs at all.   How far we have come.  He did however, get a little nervous when I asked if he wanted to give Mr. Oliver a hug. We also made a stop at my friend Samantha's office where Finn talked the secretary's ear off.  When we entered the building the secretary asked me what my name was and I responded.  Finn immediately said, "my name is Finn and I love my Daddy."

Today was a much better day for Finn.  We only had one little episode this morning.  Finn also worked out with me. I gave him a little "one" pound weight and he did curls with me.  Finn's  counting cracked me up.  He counted 1 through 20 and then after 20 said, "30, 40, 50."  I guess learning to county by "tens" will be a breeze for Finn.

After dinner Finn, Sam and I played upstairs in Finn's kitchen.  Finn thought it was fun to put me to bed and then wake me up and cook my breakfast.  He also played the "who says that" game.  This is a game that Finn made up.  He will quote a line from a movie (right now all quotes are from Madagascar) and ask me who says that. 

Look Who's One

Saturday morning was rough.  Michael and I stayed up way too late watching the movie so we took turns napping until Hank's birthday party.  If either of the boys did anything cute, no one was awake to see it, much less document it.



Saturday was also Hank's first birthday party.  We all went to Em's house to celebrate.  The party was great.  The food was good, the cake was great and Finn had fun playing in Cooper and Hank's "Dreamatorium."  I call it the dreamatorium (a term that I did not make up, by the way) because it may be the best playroom north of the equator. 




I am sure that Hank received lots of great presents.  I missed that part because I was feeding Sam.  Conveniently, I did not miss the cake.  Neither did Finn.



During the party Sam figured out how to suck his thumb. He didn't have the mechanics down perfectly, but I expect to have a son with a fantastically awful overbite soon.





When we got home we all went outside to play.  Finn spent most of the night collecting rocks on the patio.  After he was done he loaded the rocks into his wagon and dumped them in the back of the yard.  Sam was very content outside in his nap nanny. 

Right before bed and I played with his new "Cars" puzzles and Sam and Michael watched basketball.



For his bedtime story Finn picked out an Easter story about the real meaning of Easter.  When we got to part about Jesus dieing for our sins Finn stopped me and said, "I will obey my parents and my grandparents."

Sunday after church we went to "Red Robin" to redeem Michael's free birthday burger.

"Lord Beer Me Strength"

First, let's thank the "Nard-Dog" for that little gem of Americana.  Second, this post, more appropriately, should be entitled "Happy 31st Birthday Michael."  However, given how most of the day unfolded, I believe the given title to be a more accurate representation of the day.

Friday was Michael's 31st birthday.  Finn and I woke up and cooked him a big breakfast of french toast, eggs and turkey sausage.  Finn had a great time cooking breakfast because he was able to crack several eggs.  He also discovered that french toast is almost as good as pancakes.




After breakfast everything went downhill, way downhill.  Finn was so awful that I hardly recognized him.  He had at least 8 meltdowns.  I was so dissappointed in him.  At one point I had to go into the bathroom and pray to calm down.  I called Michael to let him listen in on Finn's fits and he was shocked too.  He got home in time to catch the tail end of one.

I was so excited to do fun birthday events with Finn, but he pretty much ruined it all. I had planned to take Finn to Gigi's Cupcakes to let him pick out a cupcake for himself and for Michael but he threw such a tantrum in the parking lot that we ran in, grabbed the cupcakes as quickly as we could and left.

When Michael got home Finn's mood improved somewhat, but he still wasn't his sweet self.  As a punishment for a whole day's worth of screaming, stomping and crying, Finn was not permitted to go outside the entire day.  THE HORROR!  Finn would live outside if we would let him, so not getting to play outside was a big deal to him. 

Sam of course was great all day.

After Finn had spent a sufficient amount of time in major trouble, we sat down and ate a cupcake.  Michael had the "wedding cake" cupcake and Finn and I split a "strawberry margerita" cupcake.  Finn is not a good cupcake sharer.  I split the cupcake in half with a knife and put one half on my plate and the other half on Finn's.  While I wasn't paying attention, that little booger ate my icing. 




A little while later Gran came to stay with the boys so that Michael and I could go for Michael's birthday dinner.  We went to Casa Veija and then we bought some ice cream from Cold Stone and ate it outside at the Streets of Indian Lake. 

When we got home we put the boys to bed and watched a movie on the couch.  "Happy Birthday Sweetie - sorry that your party was so lame."  For that one we can thank Michael Scott.

Wednesday, April 25, 2012

Baby Diaper

Tonight Finn shocked me at dinner by eating spaghetti.  I don't make spaghetti often because he won't eat it and I end up making two dinners;  one for me and Michael and one for the pickiest boy in the room.  On this particular night I made mine and Michael's plates and set them on the table.  When I looked back I saw Finn sitting in my chair eating spaghetti off of my plate.  I immediately grabbed his bowl and filled it with spaghetti.  He inhaled the first bowl and asked for seconds.  He was a complete mess when all was said and done, but I am happy that he is at least trying new foods.
After supper we all went outside and rolled cars on the new patio. It isn't completely finished yet - we still have to stain it, but we can tell already that the patio is going to be the hot new place to hang out. 

 Finn loves rolling his cars on the smooth concrete.
For the past few nights Finn has woken up wet in the middle of the night.  He has been doing really great in pull-ups during the day (thanks in part to Victoria :) but they aren't absorbent enough for heavy nighttime use.  Tonight after Finn used the toilet we went into his bedroom and I tried to put a regular diaper on him.  The minute I said the words his eyes filled up with big crocodile tears and he said, "please don't put me in a baby diaper mom."  Then walked over to me, buried his head in my shoulder and wept.  Usually when Finn cries it is either fake, a whine cry, or an "I am hurt" cry.  Tonight was different - it was as though I had truly hurt his heart and it broke mine.  I gave Finn a big hug and told me that he didn't have to wear it.  As I was kissing him goodnight a few minutes later he said "please take the baby diaper out of my room." 

Sam has made major strides this week.  For two nights in a row he has slept from 9:30 p.m. to 7:00 a.m. without waking up at all.  He is one impressive sleeper.

Monday, April 23, 2012

A Very Blustery Day



This morning Grandad came to visit the boys while I made a quick trip to Lebanon.  Grandad came bearing gifts - I kite.  After dinner tonight we took the kite outside and gave it a whirl.  It wasn't bad.  Finn had a ball.  He was pretty good at it.


Stranger Danger!

Sunday was a big day for Sam - his first day in the nursery.  This got me thinking about Finn's first few months in the nursery.  I was called to come get him every Sunday for three months.  He was awful in the nursery; surely Sam would be bad as well.  During the service I kept waiting for my number to flash across the screen; it didn't.  When I went to pick up Sam I found him sitting in a swing, wide awake, just chillin.   As the nursery worker handed Sam to me she said, "he is the best baby . . . he is so content."  I guess my days of watching the sermon from the lactation room are over.  While I was getting Sam Michael when to pick up Finn.  His teachers said that he went down the big slide all by himself. 

After church we ate lunch with Chelsea at Firehouse.  After Finn was finished eating he got up from his seat, walked up to the nearest stranger and handed her his trash.  I could not believe it - I was mortified.  Finn, my Finn, does not ever approach much less speak to strangers.  It took him ages to get used to his own family.  I was so shocked.  I guess this means that I am not exempt from having the "stranger danger" talk. 

When we got back from Firehouse we helped Michael and David load the UHaul with our red couches.  Finally those things are out of the garage!  Finn, of course,  loved the UHaul.  Next Finn took a nap while I played with Sam.  Sam was all kinds of cute - he found his feet for the first time, but I couldn't get a good picture.  He grabbed the feet ends of his sleeper and start tugging.

He also had fun laughing at his mom.  Sam has the cutest laugh.  He puts his whole face into it and laughs out loud.  For some reason he thought I was particularly funny.   I was only singing an exaggerated version of "Hedwigs Theme" from Harry Potter.  Every time I would "bum" it (I sang the theme only using the "bum" sound) he laughed.  All that laughing and "bumming" tuckered Sam out and he took a nap too.


Finn joined us after his nap was over.

Right before bed I turned Madagascar on for Finn and went into the kitchen to clean up.  When I walked back into the den I saw Finn sitting with Sam.  I don't want to Sam to grow up too fast, but I do look forward to them playing together. Finn really is a sweet brother - never mind the fact that he tried to give Sam to Juvenile court clerk today.


Being Practical

Today Finn went into the kitchen and grabbed a pot holder and took it up to his kitchen so that he could get some food out of the oven.  So practical.

When I went downstairs to get the camera I came up to find Finn taking Sam's order.

Even though it is Saturday I had to meet with a client. Michael was in Chattanooga helping David and Sharon move out of their apartment so the boys went to spend a few hours with Gran.  When I picked them up I found them all in the den watching Veggie Tales. Finn did everything he could think of to stall - he didn't want to go home.  We put together puzzles and read books.  Finn even had a great trip to the toilet so Gran gave him a Roaul Caroul car.

When we got home Finn took a two and half our nap.  Sam and I ended up snuggling together on the couch and caught a nap too.

Kids say the darndest things: 

1. On the way to Gran's Finn was lamenting about the scrape on his knee. I asked him if he needed a Band-Aid. Through whimpers he then told me the following:  "my doctor hurt Sam, but then she gave him a Band-Aid and he was better.  I was shocked that he remembered - Sam got his shots over 5 weeks ago.

2. The other day Uncle James thought it might be fun to mess with me.  He asked Finn, "don't you want a dog."  Finn, without being prompted said, "No, I like kitty cats."  I hope this holds true.

Saturday, April 21, 2012

Thongs

Or as we American's call them "flip flops."  This year for Easter Gran bought Finn his first pair of flip flops.  I got them out yesterday (Friday) and prepared to put them on Finn's feet.  Finn grabbed one and in his most excited voice said, "this is for outside!"  His expression quickly changed and somewhat unassured said, "I think?"  I laughed pretty hard at that one.


After we all got ready for the day we made what was supposed to be a quick trip to Wal-Mart.   We ended shopping for around an hour.  While there I bought Finn some more Play-Doh as his was already hard and crusty due to the fact that I lost the lid.  On the way home I stopped at Sonic to get a drink and ordered Finn a grilled cheese.  All day he had been singing the song from Madagascar.  I tried to get him to sing it again while waiting for our food.  He told me that "we don't sing while in the grilled cheese space."  (Finn calls the slots at Sonic the "grilled cheese space." )  When we got home Finn took a nap.  On his way up the stairs to take his nap Finn gave me a big hug and said very sweetly, "thank you for coming to the store with me today to buy Play-Doh."  I loved the way he implied that he planned the trip, drove to Wal-Mart and purchased the Play-Doh. 

When Michael got home we took the boys to the park to play.  Finn rode the merry go round for the first time and loved it. Then he swung with dad.

 One my very favorite pictures of Michael.
 Next we went to Lowe's to attempt to purchase our grille.  Finn tried out the merchandise.


Alright, I confess, I stuck him in that tub and took his pictures.  Finn's only real interest was in the lawn mowers.

 He sat on every lawnmower in the first row.  He would shift from one to the next.

This is a picture of Finn reading the "map."  He had to find out where he was going.  Finn also thought the bird feeders were great.  I guess it is time to get one for our "biggish" tree in the back yard.


When The Cat's Away The Mice Will Play

On Monday Finn went to hang out with Grandad and Gigi at the Opryland Hotel.  This is the third year that Finn had attended the Tennessee HOSA convention.  Oh the things that Finn gets into when mom's not around.

 This picture in a precious reminder of how old Finn really is.  He looks like such a little boy.  I have no idea why I can't capture a smile like this one.

 This is the Finn that I am more used to.









 Dancing at the Wild Horse - this prove there was a mix up at the hospital! (Meaning, I don't dance).
I wasn't there to see it, but by the looks of it Finn had a great time.  I picked up a little after 9:00 on Tuesday night.  He jabbered the whole way home.

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