Last night my sisters, mother and I were planning all the adventures we want to have this summer with my nieces and nephew who are coming from California to stay with us. We had a 1 year old, 2 year old, 4 year old and 6 year old playing in my backyard, pretty much unsupervised. We know realize our mistake. I think about half of the sand in the sandbox was out by the end of the evening, not to mention the sand in the eyes and the slide "invention" that ended with Quinn sliding down on a step stool and scrapes all up his back. At one point Audrey decided to see how a handful of sand would taste. I think she swallowed more than any of us realized because she spent half of the night throwing up. Curtis, the super hero, got up three times to help her get washed up, while I only got up once. I am so lucky to have such a sweet husband.
Nathan is now rolling over, from his back to his stomach, though he does still get stuck halfway a lot, with his legs twisted one way and his head the other.
He is also a sweet, sensitive little guy. Every time Audrey cries he gets a pouty look on his face and joins in. Rarely do we only have one child crying in our house.
Curtis was commenting on how drooly Nathan is, wonder how a little guy could get his shirt so wet. He parents that next Sunday said Curtis was a drool bucket too. His shirt was constantly sopping wet. Ha, ha! Now we can blame it on him.
His laugh is so cute. He does this inhale squeal thing that get all of us laughing too. He especially loves watching his big sister. All it takes is for her to walk towards him and he just beams and wiggles with delight. He is such a joy. I love him so much.
I call him chubba-bubba and he turns knowing his mama is talking to him. My little man is already 4 months old.
Curtis took this picture at the park this past week. I love it.
Nathan has discovered the TV. He loves just sitting there watching whatever show is on. From Signing Time to The Office, he is captivated. When he is in his daddy's arms, both facing the TV, they have the exact same expression on their faces. It makes me laugh.
I have recently stopped eating white sugar and white flour to help me lose weight. I bought a couple of products that are sugar-free so when I really need something sweet I can indulge myself. I feel the chemical sweeteners are not very healthy, so I don't let Audrey have any. When ever I am eating something that she thinks she might want she asks, "Is that sugar-free?" Last night she got a little confused and struggled for the right words. She said, "Is that flavor-free?" I agreed with her. I guess that's one reason diets don't always last.
I actually have been doing well on my diet. I don't feel deprived and I am slowly but surely losing weight.
Last night Audrey put her jammies on and said "Dora! What else is with Dora?" Her jammies were not Dora jammies, they were basic Carter jammies that said adorable. She recognized the name Dora in the middle of the word. I am amazed at how bright she is. 32 months old and reading, wow.