"don't like (insert everything)" & henry the rocker

Grant is entering this new really annoying phase of telling us immediately after we tell him what he's having for breakfast, lunch or dinner "DON'T LIKE (offending food choice that he really loves)".  It's all about independence.  If I then have that food out and start taking a bite he'll decide he needs it NOW.  It's driving me nuts as it's now morphed into anything that he could possibly have a choice with.. choice in pajamas, diapers with Mickey Mouse on the bikes or Mickey Mouse on roller skates, red shoes or blue shoes, white socks or grey socks.  Manipulating every possible choice in order to get out the door is taking hours out of my day. 

It's also starting to get nice out so I can pretty much bribe Grant into doing anything with a promise of getting to go out or letting him eat outside.  We had his buddy Kyle and his family over for Memorial Day weekend and this is the two of them sitting on Grant's little bench outside. 

Henry is SO close to crawling.  He's on all fours rocking and scooting backwards all the time.  All last week I kept finding him under our big sofa chairs and once came in the room to find his two little feet sticking out like the wicked witch of the East.  In the past couple of days he's been moving his knees forward but not getting much traction.  I've only got a few more days before I'll really need to go back and re-childproof.  I hadn't realized how small he was until he got up on all fours and I immediately flashed back to Grant being at that age and how much bigger Grant was at 6 months.  We're still working at bulking him up. :)

Bedtime has become an interesting ordeal lately.  For some reason when Peter is home it all goes a bit nuts.  Grant goes through the motions of bedtime and then as soon as you say good night and walk out he jumps up and turns on the light and starts chucking toys and whatever out of his room.  Henry, no matter how tired, will cry his head off unless I sit in the rocker next to his bed for 10-15 minutes til he feels dozy enough to not care.  As I type this I'm hearing Henry scream because I didn't do this and I'm debating on whether it's worth me going back to do it or just letting him cry it out. :P  It's sounding like it's ramping up.. I'd better go clock back in.  Never a moment's rest! :)

 

-misty

mother's day, starting solids, and daddy's FINALLY back. :)

Mother's Day was a quiet little affair in The Dampier household.  Peter had left for Japan the Friday before so it was just me and the boys.  I'd gotten at least a 5 hour chunk of sleep the night before and it's amazing how much cuter your kids are when you're feeling well rested.  I'm just a much better mom when I've gotten some sleep. 

Grant made me this little mother's day pin in school.  I thought it was cute.  He's since reclaimed the pin and declared it his.  :)

 

Henry started solids on Friday as well.  I have no idea where time went but apparently we're at 6 months!  I the combination between having a toddler, Grant's seizures when Henry was a few weeks old and all of our traveling have made me feel like this 6 months has just flown by.  He had his six month visit and he's gaining weight.  He's not on the charts yet but he is gaining.  He's now 13.5lbs. 

There are some more pics over on the right side in our flicker photo album.

So.  I've survived another week without Pete being home but I'm exhausted.  It doesn't quite work when I tell Peter that after he's been on a bajillion hour flight but that's only one night.  I'm sure my level of exhaustion surpasses his by miles - tho I'm sure he'd argue.  After all it's really tough going out to really night restaurants every night. :)  Either way we're glad to have him home.  

-misty

oh! there are also some pictures in a photo album of a toy chest i just painted for a former co-worker of mine.  It's from a book called Ella the Elephant and is for her niece Ella. 

henry doodle

 

he's gaining weight!  at the doc today he was 12lbs 9oz! 

bespectacled boy

Grant recently got glasses to correct an astigmatism.  We took him into the eye doctor just to kind of rule out our worries that he needed glasses.  It ended up he didn't need them for near sightedness at all like we'd thought but he did have an astigmatism that did warrant glasses and would have gone undetected had we not gone in on a whim.  Sooo.. this is his second pair of glasses.  The first pair we got him cost 5x more than these little Harry Potter looking glasses and he ended up looking over the top of them the entire time. 

It's a nice day so I'm going to run out and see if I can get a few snaps of Henry as well.  :)