Monday, May 26, 2008

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

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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. 

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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. 

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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. :)

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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

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