This is My Adorable Baby

My baby loves to spend time in the toilet. He's not yet toilet trained, but he's very adept at toilet plunger, and all manners of plunging. Just this afternoon, I caught him trying to flush down two boxes of raisens, a roll of toilet paper, a package of chocolate cake (I almost cried because it was my last box, and I have nothing chocolate to make a chocolate cake from scratch), and four pairs of socks.

As I am writing this, there's probably more items being flush down. I hope it won't cost me anything to clean up. Last time I had a ball lodge in my toilet, and it cost me 400 to fix it. I had to get a new toilet because the ball is firmly lodged in place.

He's 1 year and 4 months. He can say a lot of H words like hug, hello, hi there, here w'go, hot, and hold. I am really grateful that I am not in a habbit of saying "h8ll" because he'd probably pick that one too.

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When DS4 was through investigating my bag, I got today's theme in my purse.

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Happy Birthday DS4!

Time Well Spent

See tiny fingers and tiny toes,
Bright baby eyes, cute baby nose;
Hear baby gurgles and baby sighs,
As Mom and Dad sing lullabies.

Life is changed, but that's okay;
It's fun to spend glad hours each day,
Taking time for all the good
That comes along with parenthood.

By Joanna Fuchs

This is my five days old DS4.

I can hardly believe it but DS4 is now one year old. It seems so long ago when I was trying to talk my doctor into having my baby already. I came in for a flu check-up two weeks before he was due, and I stayed to give birth to DS4. My liver's fine now. After I had my baby, I had a liver equivalent to those of a drunkards. Bummer. I haven't even gotten to a gallon's worth alcohol in my lifetime. I closed shop on baby making business.

Here he is at 18 days old.

DS4 loves to laugh. His favorite food is carrots, and he prefers to have it steamed or cooked with meatballs. You can hear him relishing his food! About 6 weeks ago, he stopped eating jarred food. I think it might have been the burnt green beans that did it. Whatever the reason, he doesn't like bottled food anymore. He's still breastfeeding.

Driving at age 6 months?

I am almost dreading the time when he's weaned himself. Five children and I have yet to wean a child. I ran out of milk right around now. I am hoping this time, breastfeeding will last longer because I haven't gone to the gym yet. I believe, and doctors may think it's nuts, that when I exercise via running/jogging my milk will just stop.

Yoash is now more independent. Today, he ventured on his own to a slide and stayed out of my hugging distance for almost half an hour. I missed the tiny baby who sleeps so peacefully in my arms. Now, he's got a repertoire of grunting vocabularies. I find it amazing that he could communicate what he needs all without words. We're teaching him sign language and I think he's signing for "more," "eat," and "give me."

In another twelve hours he'll be one year old. Where have all the time gone? He's our last baby, and we're enjoying every second of it.

Happy birthday little boy, may you have a long and wonderful life.

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On Sizes and Mr. Heinz

DS3 is learning sizes. We usually show him two objects and ask him which is bigger or smaller. Usually he knows. He pays close attention when we're talking ice cream or chocolates. Today, he came to me with some coins, and climb on my lap to show me. I took the opportunity to do a little learning.

Me: Ohh, you have money!
DS3: I have quarters.
Me: This is a penny (pointing to the 1 cent) and this is a nickel (pointing to 5 cents)!
DS3: I have coins.
Me: Yes you do! Which is bigger? This nickel or this penny? (I'm thinking he can learn sizes)
DS3: These are money!
Me: Yes, this is money. Which is bigger? This 5 cents or this 1 cent?
DS3: Quarters!

There you have our most elucidating conversation.

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I was trying out Mr. Heinz Green Beans jar of food. I sometimes would taste my baby's food just to see what he's eating. I would sniff it to make sure it taste ok. This particular flavor was smoked. I thought how sweet of Mr. Heinz to add smokey flavor to the jar. I tasted it, and yuckity-yack! This one is burnt. I am thinking this batch was scorch and they made it into baby's first food anyway.

That's wasn't well done of Mr. Heinz, one of the most trusted First Baby Food the world over. This green beans smells burned, and tasted just as horrible! What were they thinking? That babies can't complain? Well, I can. I don't want to feed my baby burned anything.

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This is what a family-sized bag of potato chips look like after my baby is done playing with it.

My Receptionist

I am sitting here doing some stuff when the phone rung. I ignored it of course, I was busy. That's what answering machine is for. Or cell phone.

In the back of my brain, I am hearing:

"Hello"
"Uh huh"
pause
"Sure!"
"Mmmm"
"Uh huh!"

I got curious. It's my two years old doing receptionist duty between painting my walls and watching Little Bear.

I immediately grabbed for the caller-ID and found out it was the hospital calling. An appointment follow-up for DS1's allergist/immunologist. Imagine my two year old making a doctor's appointment for me, sounding almost mature.

We snag an appointment for Thursday after class. That's is great because I can pick them up from school and go kid-shopping afterwards. We haven't done an all-grown-up-kids-day-out in a while. Except for DS4 of course. He's tied to my breast.

I am Bursting!

I am sad and excited all at the same time. My baby took 2-3 steps last night. Ever since, he kept making those little unassisted steps. He's clearly showing us he's ready to walk.

It's weird. I feel that when a baby walks, he stops being a baby. Technically, he's toddling. I am so proud! He's ten months after all. Still, I am a little maudlin about the fact that there won't be another baby after him...not until the grandchildren starts arriving. As my daughter loves to tell any one who cares to listen, "We are going to enjoy his babyhood. He's the last one!"

I took a video. It's a long video and I am hopeless at editing it right now. DD helped him some last night, and this picture was supposed to be DS4 walking, except I got the part where he went splat after his 2-3 tiny steps. My children walk around these ages...the earliest one being DD, who walked at 8-9 months. She would hold my hand and walk alongside me when we go shopping. That seems so long ago.

DS1 walked but we don't remember seeing him crawl very much. He's got a terrible allergy-induced eczema and we have to hold him all the time so he wouldn't peel his skin, he itched and scratched all the time. The few times we took our eyes off him, he bled from scratching. You can just imagine our surprise when one day, he wiggled out of my lap and took three steps towards the middle table. What a nice surprise that was.

So, here I am, writing down for the record. Later on, my memory won't be so good, and I'll have a hard time remember who did exactly what. DS4 walked short steps at ten months. I noticed that when I walk DS4 up and down the hallway, my back doesn't hurt as much as it did with DD. He's 31 inches tall. That's half my height. I think he's going to live up to his "tall and stately" second name.

Baby, Oh Baby

I am talking about my "real" baby. He's ten months old now. I can't believe how time just fly.

He toddles. He'll hold on to your hands and walk all over, any where you take him. All that with a huge smile on his face. He says "Mama" as he dances to get to me. He says "babbabababa" because he likes to blubbler too. He has almost 10 teeth now.

He's taller than my bed, and he's 21 pounds I think. He loves our remote control. He's a good swiper for chicken nuggets. While most other kids his age ate fruits and Mr. Heinz for a solid food, he eats Wendy's chicken nuggets like a pro. That's his real first "solid" solid food.

I was afraid he might choke that first time. I had brushed up on my Heimlech for infant just for that moment. However, he was daintily biting the nuggets. What a pro!

We're not going to talk about that crunchy Tortilla on my floor last Saturday and how I felt the jolt of electricity all over my body when I heard a choking sound. Did I mentioned he's in "Vacuum Cleaner" stage? It doesn't go well with my 2-year old's thing of spreading food all over the house.

Here he is, discovering something on his own. He's never done this before.

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Baby, Oh Baby!

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DS4 is nine months now. He's just starting to eat sweet potato from Heinz. I could bake and mash it myself, but that would mean having to move a muscle. Ok, more muscles. So, we're trusting Mr. Heinz to do his job well.

He's so much more independent now. He actually lets go of the hem of my skirt long enough to unload all the drawers within his reach, pull down books, and investigate the toilet.

He's into remote controls. TV/Satellite remote is his favorite. DH and I would pull trick him into taking a fake remote, but it's hard. He tests it before taking it. He is so quick, and he's got a strong grip.

DS4 laughs beautifully. When I hear it, I can't help but laugh along with him. Imagine, 9 months ago, I was still carrying him around. He was kicking my spleen and and bladder.

Did I mention his teeth? He's got 6, and today, I noticed his gums showing 3 more coming. One is a molar.

I am still breastfeeding him. It's a little scary, and I never feed him when he's mad. I made that mistake once. I'm still traumatize by it.

He's really sweet and fast and adorable and all things that are good in this world. I am so glad I had one more.

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