It's hard to believe that 5 months ago Andrew was born! He's changed so much since he was born as all babies do. He's rolling over from his back to his tummy all the time. He smiles and laughs at us. He's had his first cold with a stuffy nose and cough. For the most part, he's a happy baby these days.
Now, for the unofficial measurements. He doesn't go back to the pediatrician until mid-November so I wanted to get some idea of his stats. With measuring tape and tired old bathroom scale in hand, I measured Andrew. I measured him at 29 inches and 19 pounds. Quite a whopper!
Sunday, October 12, 2008
Stage 1 pears
Andrew started on stage 1 pears yesterday and, no surprise, he loves them. He's up to a jar of solid food at lunch time and about a 1/2 jar of bananas at night along with his cereal. He's an eater!
Thursday, October 9, 2008
Wednesday, October 8, 2008
Sniff, sniff!
I took Austin yesterday to the pediatrician for his flu vaccine. I opted for the mist versus the shot. I figured he's old enough to sniff something up his nose and, let's face it, wouldn't he rather do that than get a shot?
Prior to the nurse coming into the room, Austin asked if he could go tee tee in a cup. He has started doing this at his well-child visit. I told him no; we weren't there for that today.
The nurse came in and explained that she was going to squirt something up his nose (like water) and then she would tell him to sniff. We all practiced sniffing. We were ready to begin. The nurse put it up his nose, squirted, and said, "Sniff." Austin sat there. I chimed in and said "Sniff." He still just sat there. He started laughing. I had visions of mist round two and knew that insurance would not pay for two tries at a flu vaccine. Finally, after much convincing by me and the nurse, Austin sniffed the stuff.
On the way out, Austin requested a sticker. He wanted to be weighed. He wanted to be measured. I did let him step up to the yard stick hanging on the wall and he's a little over 43 inches tall. The one time Austin actually wants to hang around the doctor's office...
Prior to the nurse coming into the room, Austin asked if he could go tee tee in a cup. He has started doing this at his well-child visit. I told him no; we weren't there for that today.
The nurse came in and explained that she was going to squirt something up his nose (like water) and then she would tell him to sniff. We all practiced sniffing. We were ready to begin. The nurse put it up his nose, squirted, and said, "Sniff." Austin sat there. I chimed in and said "Sniff." He still just sat there. He started laughing. I had visions of mist round two and knew that insurance would not pay for two tries at a flu vaccine. Finally, after much convincing by me and the nurse, Austin sniffed the stuff.
On the way out, Austin requested a sticker. He wanted to be weighed. He wanted to be measured. I did let him step up to the yard stick hanging on the wall and he's a little over 43 inches tall. The one time Austin actually wants to hang around the doctor's office...
Monday, October 6, 2008
Fire safety
Today at Austin's school, they learned about fire safety. Stop, drop, and roll. He demonstrated and narrated the skills he learned.
"Stop what you doing and you fall down and you roll. Fire safety. And when your clothes get on fire and when you run around the fire is going to get bigger, and bigger, and bigger, really super big. That's what you do. Fire safety do. A sticker on your suit when your sticker gets fire. Drop and roll, the sticker going to come off when you roll. Why? Because that's what fire safety do."
He received a certificate for this. It reads "Austin Fambrough has participated in stop! drop! and roll! training as part of BIC Corporation's play safe! be safe! fire safety education program for pre-schoolers."
"Stop what you doing and you fall down and you roll. Fire safety. And when your clothes get on fire and when you run around the fire is going to get bigger, and bigger, and bigger, really super big. That's what you do. Fire safety do. A sticker on your suit when your sticker gets fire. Drop and roll, the sticker going to come off when you roll. Why? Because that's what fire safety do."
He received a certificate for this. It reads "Austin Fambrough has participated in stop! drop! and roll! training as part of BIC Corporation's play safe! be safe! fire safety education program for pre-schoolers."
Freeze brain
What do you get when you cross a 4 year old with a blue raspberry two ball screw ball? Instead of a brain freeze...freeze brain.
P.S. I love you
Austin has a little girlfriend. Correction. It seems he has quite a few girlfriends. This became apparent to me on Saturday at the birthday party when he ran up to one of his little friends, a girl, and started holding her hand. Saturday afternoon, we were outside playing and the little girl from across the street, Mary Kyle, came over to play. She and Austin played for a little while, then the girl who lives next door, Maggie, came outside. He wanted to leave his original play date to play with Maggie. I explained that we'd invited Mary Kyle over and that he could invite Maggie to play with us which he did. Eventually, Maggie and Austin ended up in our house watching a movie.
Yesterday, Mary Kyle and Austin were back to playing with each other. Austin invited Mary Kyle inside to play and they started playing with the walkie talkies. He lost interest pretty quick in these and Mary Kyle still wanted to play with them so I joined in. Austin saw this and wanted to play too so I gave the talkie back to him. That's when I heard it.
Mary Kyle: "I love you!"
Austin: "I love you too!"
The first non-family member I love you. How sad is this for me? Very even though it's all part of growing up and he's only 4 and it's terribly cute.
Yesterday, Mary Kyle and Austin were back to playing with each other. Austin invited Mary Kyle inside to play and they started playing with the walkie talkies. He lost interest pretty quick in these and Mary Kyle still wanted to play with them so I joined in. Austin saw this and wanted to play too so I gave the talkie back to him. That's when I heard it.
Mary Kyle: "I love you!"
Austin: "I love you too!"
The first non-family member I love you. How sad is this for me? Very even though it's all part of growing up and he's only 4 and it's terribly cute.
Saturday, October 4, 2008
First official birthday party
Austin attended his first official birthday party today at the McWane Center. He's gone to other birthday parties before, but not one for a friend from school. Austin had a great time playing with his friends and exploring all the cool things at McWane. Of course, I forgot the camera.
Stage 1 applesauce
Andrew tried stage 1 applesauce last night. As with all of the other solid food he's tried (peas excluded) he gobbled it up.
Friday, October 3, 2008
Please no peas
So, Andrew dislikes peas. Gags when you feed him peas. Not surprising though. I probably wouldn't like them either all mushed up like that. His favorite veggie so far is sweet potatoes.
Sunday, September 28, 2008
Chicken pops
Austin's cousin, Ella, has a small case of the chicken pox. We discussed this at dinner tonight. Austin said, "Why Ella have the chicken pops?" I thought this was so cute that I kept asking him to repeat it.
Stage 1 peas
We just keep moving through the stage 1 foods! Andrew tried peas today. He wasn't completely sure about them, but ate them anyway. He's getting the hang of this solid food thing.
Football game
I let Austin watch some of the Alabama/Georgia game last night. I explained to him that Alabama was in the white shirts, Georgia was in the black shirts. This was his explanation of out of bounds: "They have to stay in the green and not go into the white part."
The dreaded phone call
On Friday, my work phone rang. Unfortunately, it was the school calling about Austin. He was waking his friends up from their naps. I told the teacher I would be right there and I got in my car.
When I walked into the class, Austin was hiding under a table. Not sure if he even knew I was coming. I pulled him out of class, took him to the bathroom, and spanked him. I hated to do it but it had to be done. We sat in the floor and I asked him why he was waking his friends up. He said "I don't know." I told him that we'd sit there until he told me why. He said he wanted his snack. I explained that it wasn't snack time, it was nap time and that he waking up his friends was not acceptable. I told him that we'd go back into his room and find his napper and he was going to lay down and be quiet.
On the way home, I also told him that he'd be spending the afternoon in his room that I didn't want to even see the door open until I called him for dinner. When Gene got home, he went upstairs to talk to him. He told Austin that I said that if he misbehaved I would come down there to handle it. He said, "Did you not believe that she'd come down there?" Austin said no.
It's all about the follow through, I guess. For the most part, the weekend was uneventful with a more behaved Austin. I guess the spanking did the trick...for now...
When I walked into the class, Austin was hiding under a table. Not sure if he even knew I was coming. I pulled him out of class, took him to the bathroom, and spanked him. I hated to do it but it had to be done. We sat in the floor and I asked him why he was waking his friends up. He said "I don't know." I told him that we'd sit there until he told me why. He said he wanted his snack. I explained that it wasn't snack time, it was nap time and that he waking up his friends was not acceptable. I told him that we'd go back into his room and find his napper and he was going to lay down and be quiet.
On the way home, I also told him that he'd be spending the afternoon in his room that I didn't want to even see the door open until I called him for dinner. When Gene got home, he went upstairs to talk to him. He told Austin that I said that if he misbehaved I would come down there to handle it. He said, "Did you not believe that she'd come down there?" Austin said no.
It's all about the follow through, I guess. For the most part, the weekend was uneventful with a more behaved Austin. I guess the spanking did the trick...for now...
What are you doing here?
Every day (or most every day) since Andrew started at the day care I go down there at lunch to give him his bottle or feed him his baby food. To get to Andrew's room, I have to walk past Austin's class. Most of the time he doesn't see me or if he does he doesn't acknowledge that I exist in that moment. On Thursday, Austin was outside on the playground and saw me park, get out, and start walking to the front door. He ran over to the fence and said "What are you doing here Mommy?" I told him that I was there to check in on him, make sure he was behaving. He said "I behaving, Mommy." I think he was surprised to see me during the day. I hoped that this Mommy sighting would deter the bad behavior. No such luck.
Wednesday, September 24, 2008
I'm going to wipe my boogers on you!
Seriously? Did my sweet Austin say this? Of course he did. Gene has said that just as we think we have one thing handled (i.e. potty words) something else comes up out of nowhere. And he's completely right.
It's never good when the teacher follows Austin to the door to greet me. This means there's been trouble and Austin's been in it. Today, sadly, Ms. Jennifer met me at the door with Austin. When Austin gets in trouble, we give him a chance to tell me what happened and of course he says "I don't know." So, Jennifer tells me that today Austin told her that he didn't have to listen to her or any other teacher or Mommy or Daddy or Dede or Nea or Nonna or Papa. And, after blowing his nose, chased her holding the snotty tissue saying "I'm going to wipe my boogers on you!"
I was at a loss of words. Of course, there's the usual "we use our listening ears," "we don't disrespect our teachers," etc. This time, I told the teacher and Austin too that the next time he disrespected any of the teachers they were going to call me at work and I was going to come down there and he DID NOT want me to come to his school in the middle of the day. And he will receive immediate punishment from me.
I swear. If anyone has any advice, please contact me in some way. These are trying times in the Fambrough household.
It's never good when the teacher follows Austin to the door to greet me. This means there's been trouble and Austin's been in it. Today, sadly, Ms. Jennifer met me at the door with Austin. When Austin gets in trouble, we give him a chance to tell me what happened and of course he says "I don't know." So, Jennifer tells me that today Austin told her that he didn't have to listen to her or any other teacher or Mommy or Daddy or Dede or Nea or Nonna or Papa. And, after blowing his nose, chased her holding the snotty tissue saying "I'm going to wipe my boogers on you!"
I was at a loss of words. Of course, there's the usual "we use our listening ears," "we don't disrespect our teachers," etc. This time, I told the teacher and Austin too that the next time he disrespected any of the teachers they were going to call me at work and I was going to come down there and he DID NOT want me to come to his school in the middle of the day. And he will receive immediate punishment from me.
I swear. If anyone has any advice, please contact me in some way. These are trying times in the Fambrough household.
Stage 1 sweet potatoes
Andrew tried stage 1 sweet potatoes tonight. This was after his cereal and bananas but just before sucking down a 6-7 ounce bottle and nursing. This child was hungry tonight! He truly enjoys his new solid food. No surprise there since the boy loves to eat.
Friday, September 19, 2008
The day after
Not much mention today of the soap incident of yesterday. However, yesterday afternoon we went outside to play with all the other kids on the street. Austin said to me, "He said a potty word." And I told him "Well, you don't say it because you know what happens when you say potty words." And Austin said, "Yeah. You have to get soap in your mouth." This is one of the few bad things about Austin playing with older kids on the street. You never know what he's going to pick up. And the other parents either don't care or if they do care they don't address the problem. I could go on and on about the lack of discipline of other parents, but would rather not today. I'm just too tired.
Stage 1 squash
Andrew tried stage 1 squash today for lunch. He tollerated them a lot better than the carrots of a week ago. He got better with the carrots as the week went on, but the squash is a little thicker which I think he prefers. No pic today. I have my hands full with both boys. UAB has a football game today so Gene's out of pocket. Ah, the double edged sword of football season. One one hand, totally LOVE college football (for me Alabama, for Gene UGA). On the other hand, many Saturdays alone with the kids.
Strike three...you're out!
Upon picking Austin up from school today, I asked his teacher if he had a good day. She said that he did, for the most part. But that he'd been saying poop all day and laughed when he said it. This was the third time. I warned Austin the last time about what would happen if he said it one more time. I told Austin that when we got home, he'd have to pick out the bar of soap.
The ride home was quiet to say the least. No request for a happy story today. We pulled into the garage and Austin said, calmly, "I'll go pick out my soap." I thought "This is way too easy." We grabbed a zip loc (my mother's suggestion) on the way upstairs to save Austin's special bar of soap for the next time (which I'm sure will be sooner than I think).
We headed upstairs. Austin went into his bathroom and I told him that we were going into my bathroom to get a brand new bar of soap. We went into my bathroom, I opened the drawer, and pulled out a new bar of Safeguard. Austin, naively, held open the zip loc bag thinking that we were just going to put the bar of soap into the bag. I told him to sit on the toilet and open his mouth. By this time, Austin had figured it out, that this wasn't going to end well for him. The tears started flowing and cries of "No" rang out. Hands over his mouth.
I held his hands away from his mouth and told him to open. He said "I don't want to." I told him that I didn't want to do this either, that he'd said potty words, that I told him the last time he said those words that he'd have to wash his mouth out with soap. The soap was only in his mouth for a second or two but it felt like forever for Austin and for me.
After the wash out, we placed Austin's soap in the zip loc and placed the bag in a drawer in my bathroom. I hope this is the only time I have to do this, but I have a feeling that this is just the beginning.
The ride home was quiet to say the least. No request for a happy story today. We pulled into the garage and Austin said, calmly, "I'll go pick out my soap." I thought "This is way too easy." We grabbed a zip loc (my mother's suggestion) on the way upstairs to save Austin's special bar of soap for the next time (which I'm sure will be sooner than I think).
We headed upstairs. Austin went into his bathroom and I told him that we were going into my bathroom to get a brand new bar of soap. We went into my bathroom, I opened the drawer, and pulled out a new bar of Safeguard. Austin, naively, held open the zip loc bag thinking that we were just going to put the bar of soap into the bag. I told him to sit on the toilet and open his mouth. By this time, Austin had figured it out, that this wasn't going to end well for him. The tears started flowing and cries of "No" rang out. Hands over his mouth.
I held his hands away from his mouth and told him to open. He said "I don't want to." I told him that I didn't want to do this either, that he'd said potty words, that I told him the last time he said those words that he'd have to wash his mouth out with soap. The soap was only in his mouth for a second or two but it felt like forever for Austin and for me.
After the wash out, we placed Austin's soap in the zip loc and placed the bag in a drawer in my bathroom. I hope this is the only time I have to do this, but I have a feeling that this is just the beginning.
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