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Lynette .......... Caedmon .......... Libby .......... Tom

Tuesday, January 27, 2009

"I like Libby!"

Thursday, January 22, 2009

Early Bird

Caedmon has always been an early riser. Tom is an early riser, too, so he usually praises Caedmon for this trait. I, on the other hand, would like to sleep until 7 every day. Yes, by early riser, I mean ALWAYS before the sun. We have been on decent routines before where he wouldn't wake until 6 or 6:30...for a while it was often 7 (ahh, bliss!). However, for the past month or so, Caedmon has awakened in the 5 o'clock hour. Most often between 5:15 and 5:30. Libby is still nursing and her early morning feed is at 5 so this means that I have been awaking at 5 everyday for many, many days. I recently cracked open my "Sleep Lady" book to see what she had to say. Basically, she says it's not a problem if the child seems fully awake and not to tired and cranky later in the day. Well, Caedmon has also been throwing tantrums quite often about 1 hour after he awakes. He is definitely NOT getting enough sleep.

Therefore, we have instituted the sleep crack down.

Yesterday (before I read "The Sleep Lady"), I made him stay in bed until 6. I was in his room for the last 15 minutes of my crack down and I was the one in bed. He was playing with his trains.

However, this morning, we have set his alarm clock for 6:45 and informed him that we are not coming to get him until his music comes on.

He started calling for "Daddy" sometime around 4 am. Tom went up to check on him and reiterate the new sleep rules around 4:40 AM. He was quiet until Tom left for work about 30 minutes later. Since then, the yelling and demands have been constant.

"Mommy, I want to come downstairs."
"Mommy, I want to be fed."
"Mommy, I'm done sleeping."
"Mommy, I'm thirsty."
"Mommy, come up."

By the time Libby was fed and put back to bed at 5:45, I was beginning to weaken. I texted Tom several times and finally, he called with some moral support -

"He's not crying. He's being stubborn. Make him wait it out."

Thus, I will continue to be the strong mommy for another 45 minutes. Oh, the joys of parenting. The Sleep Lady says this training can take as long as 3 or 4 weeks. I suppose the results will be worth it.

Wednesday, January 21, 2009

The Next Dara Torres?

We've blogged several times about Caedmon's swimming. He likes to proclaim that he "swims like Michael Phelps." Well, if he's the next Michael Phelps, Libby is now on her way to being the next Dara Torres.

Libby started swimming lessons yesterday. She is so cute in her little bathing suit.

She is, by far, the youngest in her class. Most of the kids seem to be closer to 18 months or older.

However, she held her own and was a happy swimmer girl for the entire class.

Thursday, January 15, 2009

Open Wide

Caedmon had his first trip to the dentist this week. Fortunately, Tom had the day off so it was a family affair.

Tom got the pediatric dentist recommendation from the same person who recommended our pediatrician, whom we absolutely LOVE. The pediatric dentist was a whole new experience. His office was almost like something out of a movie. Of course, if I were a pediatric dentist and had the resources to design such an office, I suppose I would too. There was a life-size willow tree, video games, bright colors and a personal TV for each exam chair as well as a video library to select one's favorite show/movie to watch while having one's teeth cleaned.

Several fellow parents warned us not to expect much...and we truly weren't. The benefit of low expectations is most often you are pleasantly surprised. Caedmon did a really great job. He practiced opening wide before the dental hygienist even arrived and he was quite cooperative once she started her work. I kept waiting for the melt down, but he was a big boy through the initial exam, the regular brush cleaning, the power brush cleaning and the plaque removal.

Then...he experienced fluoride.

He's still talking about the sour "teeth vitamins" and how he cried. He was still crying when the dentist arrived but overall, Dr. Chris was able to check his teeth and we were still proud of our little man. He's been a much more cooperative teeth brusher ever since. Now if we can just break the thumbsucking!

Tuesday, January 13, 2009

Caedmon Interview 2009

I found this idea on a blog today (Let's Explore ). The suggestion was to interview your kids at the start of each new year. The blog writer has been doing it for the past few years with her kids and she was commenting on how much they enjoy looking back and seeing how they've changed over the years. I thought it sounded like a fun idea and would fit well into our blog since it is meant to document life for and about our kids. Of course, Libby is too young this year but we'll start in a few years with her too. I realized as I began my interview with Caedmon that his answers could probably change on a daily basis but still, it will be fun to look back and read his funny thoughts...and also to see how the whole interview experience changes as he matures. Here's our 2009 interview (I may attempt a few questions over again in a day or two...he was basically interviewed out about half way through):

What is your Favorite...?

-cereal: flakes with raisins and strawberries
-vegetable: zucchini
-drink: "all kinds of drinks - milk, water, juice, hot chocolate - all kinds of drinks"
-toy: the car that Santa brought me (Automoblox)
-TV Show: Little Einsteins
-book: "a happy book...it's about Jesus...The Bible"
-restaurant: macaroni and cheese at Central Market [Cafe]
-animal: "I like all kinds of animals. Maybe, a lion"

If you could change your name, what would your choose? Caedmon

What do you love about each person in our family:
-Daddy - "I like it when I give Daddy hugs."
-Mommy - "I like it when Mommy gives me hugs."
-Libby - "I like it when she plays with me."

Where do you want to go on vacation this year? Hawaii

What are some of your wishes for the year? "I don't have any wishes...Well, maybe to play"

*some of these questions are over Caedmon's head this year but I will ask in the years to come.

The Year of the Rat

Chinese New Year is around the corner. It occurs on January 26, 2009. We will be leaving behind the Year of the Rat and entering the Year of the Ox. No, we are not really gearing up to celebrate. Although, on occasion, Tom's mom will be visiting us around this time of year in which case she brings some New Year sweets (not my favorite...especially not the ones with the eggs in them). Anyway, Tom's parents were here a few weeks ago so we will probably ring in the Chinese New Year in an even less eventful way than we did the regular New Year (we were in bed well before midnight!).

I can never even remember what Chinese year I was born in and I think the whole thing is rather funny - that everyone born in an entire year's time has the same personality traits. For the record, Tom was born in the Year of the Sheep and I'm an Ox (I guess it's my year!). I talked to a friend recently, who told me that she and her husband are warned never to marry according to the Chinese astrological charts. They seem quite happily married.

All this rambling does have a point.

Libby was born in the Year of the Rat. Is that supposed to be a positive thing?! Caedmon was the Year of the Dog. That was kind of sweet. I mean if we really wanted to celebrate or decorate according to his astrological chart we could at least use puppies and dogs. But rats?! I don't know if I ever payed attention to what Libby's year was until my friend sent us an outfit celebrating the "Year of the Rat." Although I don't believe in all of this astrological stuff, I did some research to see what qualities "rats" are said to have. I wanted to attempt to redeem the rat because when I think of rats, I think of a dirty old warehouse or a sewer pipe, or maybe on a good day, a science lab. According to my web search, rats are noted for their charm, perfectionism, ambition, hard work, passionate, and forthright. I guess the qualities do redeem the symbol a bit.

Anyway, my whole point of this post was to share a picture of Libby in her "Year of the Rat" t-shirt. She's pretty darn cute for a rat!

Wednesday, January 7, 2009

Is There a Doctor in the House?

Aunt Heather thought that the Caedmon would like to have an outfit just like Daddy's so for his first Christmas, Caedmon received his very own scrubs. Now Libby is big enough to fit them. Here are our three doctors!

Caedmon - 7 months
Libby - 6 months

Tuesday, January 6, 2009

More C-boyisms

Caedmon asks me a yes/no question. I answer: "mmm-hmm."
C-boy:"mmm-hmm isn't a word, mama."
Me: "You're right, Caedmon. Yes. Is that better?"
C-boy: "Mmm-hmm."
Me: "Mmm-hmm isn't a word, Caedmon."
C-boy: "Mmm-hmm."

Mrs. H asks Caedmon what he got for Christmas.
Caedmon replies: "toys."
Mrs. H asks: "What kind of toys?"
Caedmon answers: "Great toys!"

This morning as I was preparing a bowl of cereal for Caedmon, I asked, "Caedmon, do you want bananas or raisin in your cereal?"
I was met with silence so I asked again.
I questioned, "Preference?"
Caedmon finally replied, "Yes! I'll have pufference in my cereal."
I interpreted "pufference" to mean puffed rice; added some and also some raisins. Then, we had a conversation about what the word "preference" means...

Monday, January 5, 2009

Mama Thoughts

Caedmon awoke shortly after Tom left for work this morning - around 5:30 AM. Libby awoke a few minutes later. That is recipe for a messed up schedule day. Aaagh! If Caedmon awakes before Libby, Libby does not go back to sleep. (Is this the start of the "it's not fair" sibling thing?) I tried. I fed Libby and put her back in her crib...that lasted a whole 10 minutes. Fortunately, Libby was basically happy to hang out in the exersaucer while we ate breakfast and got the day started. A typical mommy, I multi-tasked - hot tea, breakfast, empty the dishwasher, fold the clothes in the dryer, start a new load of laundry, clean up spilled milk... Oh yay! Caedmon was messing with his placemat and before we knew it the floor was covered in Cheerios (well, technically Oatios or some such organic version of the original), raisins and a nice big puddle of milk. Sometimes I bad-mouth our concrete floors but this is one of those times I praise my dear hubby for thinking of such a no-fuss flooring solution. I tried to play it off lightly and have a "don't cry over spilt milk attitude"...just as I did when I heard the first calls of "mommy, I'm awake" well before the sun rose. Of course, in my head, was sinful Lynette griping all the while. Why is it so hard to have a joyful heart...a right attitude?

Yesterday, Tom was praising Caedmon for his early waking - "Early to bed, early to rise, makes a man healthy, wealthy and wise." I tried to remember that this morning, but then I realized I didn't follow the "early to bed part"...for the past two nights! Late to bed makes for a crabby mommy...and yet, here I am typing away while Caedmon naps and Libby is entertained by Nai Nai. I guess I should try to slumber, too. A little rest may make a happier mama.

Saturday, January 3, 2009

Dear L-girl

Dear L-girl,

You are 6 months old and your personality is really beginning to emerge. You have such a look about you... you seem to open up your eyes and take everything around you in, soaking in all you see, learning, listening, looking constantly. I so look forward to interacting with you as you begin to understand language. Your first word is yet to come. You are on the verge of figuring out you can be more mobile (you know how to roll and are getting better at sitting, soon you will know all about crawling!) You definitely know what you want (your 3 favorites are: mommy, to be held, and food - you are always watching us eat and sticking your tongue out as if you are ready to take a chomp out of what we are eating) , and you let us know it (by your crying)! Since birth you have mainly been with mommy. She is the one you want most of the time, but when I get a chance to carry you, you are such a bundle. It's amazing to think that Caedmon was once as small as you are now. I can't get you to laugh like I did with Caedmon when he was your age, but you are a tougher audience. When you do laugh, it is contagious. Your mommy has outfitted you with a wardrobe to make you one of the best dressed in the South - I think your mommy overcompensated because before you were born, I told her that I thought we could just dress you in Caedmon's old clothes. I can't wait for you to begin to play with us. Love, Daddy

Dear C-boy

Dear Caedmon,

You are becoming such a big boy - you are 2 years and 7 months old. The Christmas season has just passed and you are wondering why we need to take down the Christmas tree and decorations around the house. They are beautiful to look at. We should live as if it were Christmas all the time. It is my favorite time for the year and I love listening to Christmas music. I hope to leave you enough words over the years that you may someday know that you are loved greatly. I have been working a lot since you have been born. Before you were born, I tried to work less calls so I could spend every night at home with mommy. Now, it is the opposite. It is how I can be the provider and maximize time to spend with Mommy, you, and Libby (because I get off early the day before call and I get the day off after call completely, otherwise if I am just working regular days you may already be asleep by the time I get home). We have a routine when I am taking call. When I put you to bed the night before call, I always remind you that I will not be home the next day. I then ask you if you know what that means that I will be on-call. You then say that it means that Daddy won't be home tomorrow and that you will have to take good care of Mommy and Libby. I tell you that I love you very much and that we will have the whole day to spend together when I get back. You will get to grind coffee for me when I get home and we will eat breakfast together. You like that thought very much. I love you very much and I'll see you in the morning when I get home. Love, Daddy
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