18 Months Old PDF Print E-mail
Tuesday, 07 August 2012 08:00

You know what I realized the other day? Well, first I realized that my baby turned 18 months old; which is crazy. Then I realized that it has been far too long since I have had a Micaiah post. So last night after dinner I took him outside and snapped a few pictures for you guys. OK, I the pictures were mainly for me... but still.

I think everyone should just be impressed that I have a post with several pictures and videos. Yeah, I know. You can thank me later.

 

The past couple months have consisted of a crazy explosion in vocabulary for Micaiah. He has been trying out new words, making up his own versions of words and enjoying learning animal noises. It seems like it came out of nowhere! My favorite thing that he says is "Oooo, wats dis?" He says it so quickly and so cutely. (it's more like, "oooowatsdis") It melts me. I can't help but giggle as I answer his question.

It still blows my mind that he is starting to talk in sentences. Don't get me wrong, they are very short sentences--two to three words at most. Only those well acquainted with him can understand them as "words", but still, he is communicating. And that is very helpful when figuring out what he wants/needs or why he is upset. On top of that he still uses sign language, so that is EXTRA helpful. If I can't understand what he is trying to say, I can look at his sign and usually figure it out.

Instead of listing out the cute words that he says, I am just going to show you this video I took about a month ago. I really should take a new one, seeing as how his vocabulary has improved over the past couple weeks, but this one is just too cute... even if it is a month old.

 

And here is a video of his animal noises. I took this one a month ago too. He has added quite a few more to the mix now!

Gahhhh he just kills me with cute.

But the spike in vocabulary has not put an end to his screaming/yelling/pterodactyl noises. He is a mama's boy through and through. If I cant hold him exactly when he wants, he will yell about it. Then he will throw a tantrum that usually involves trying to climb up me in hopes of getting what he wants anyway. He has quite the temper, and we are trying to tame it a bit. It's a work in progress.

 

But don't let this cute face fool you... he is a BULLY. I'm serious! He can be just plain mean! ...but adorably so. I haven't witnessed bullying to anyone outside of our immediate family yet. He's mainly only a bully to his big brother. Zachariah is very sweet and tolerates it (and even encourages it sometimes), but Micaiah really does like to bully him. It was kinda funny at first. I mean, imagine seeing a cute little toddler walking over to Z with a sweet smile on his face and then abruptly hitting him on the head with a spatula. I have had to turn my head to laugh several times.

 

Let's see, what else. He loves bread, applesauce, sweet potatoes, any type of pasta, grapes and avocado. He could live off those six items for the rest of his childhood and not complain. (We of course feed him more than just his favorites!) He does not enjoy green beans, cantaloupe, cauliflower, squash or pears. We still offer these to him and try to figure out new ways to prepare the foods he doesn't like to encourage good eating habits!

Micaiah now has four favorite TV shows. A while ago he really didn't care much about watching TV, but now he actually asks for it. A lot of that has to do with his older brother enjoying TV so much, but still. He asks for Elmo, Blues Clues, Veggie Tales and Backyardigans. And when he watches tv he has to sit on the left cushion on the love seat with someone (usually Zachariah) next to him. His little routine is hilarious. Anytime he hears mention of TV he runs to the love seat urgently asking to "sssssssit. sssssssit."

As a side note: We limit the amount of TV they are allowed to watch. I like for them to only watch an hour a day. Some days they may watch a little more, and other days they may watch none at all. But we really do try to keep it to a minimum. Little brains need stimulation!

 

He is still the silliest little baby ever. Some of it may have to do with having a really silly brother to imitate, but I think a good bit is just his ridiculously funny personality. He is such a goober.

 

Micaiah still loves his Bear. He doesn't sleep without it, and he won't purposefully leave the house without it. In fact, just the other day he included his bear in our water play! As much as I tried to convince him it was a bad idea, he was begging and pleading for his stuffed friend to come play in the water. So the bear took a run through the sprinkler and took a dip in the water table. And while I was taking these pictures the poor thing got thrown in the dirt road several times. There isn't a single place that Micaiah won't take his cuddly little friend.

 

18 months. A year and a half old. Oy vey! This child is going to be two before I know it. Then I might be begging one of you fine readers to take him off my hands for a year or so. ;)

 
My Kids PDF Print E-mail
Friday, 27 July 2012 07:37

These two have frustrated the tar out of me this week. I have had it up to HERE (imagine my hand above my head) with Micaiah's constant whining and clinging and Zachariah's constant disobedience. And I have had just about all I can take of Zachariah's yammering. Folks, he is hilarious and all, but he never. stops. talking. Ever. It is enough to make a person crazy.

It's just been one of those weeks where I have to constantly chant "I like staying at home with my kids. I like staying at home with my kids. I like staying at home with my kids." to remind me not to run out and enroll them in preschool/daycare. Goodness.


They had better be glad they are ridiculously cute.

Here's to hoping this weekend is a little less annoying! :P

 
Toob of Whales PDF Print E-mail
Monday, 23 July 2012 08:04

Zachariah loves whales. Love, loves, loves them. So when we came across this whale and dolphin toob on our beach vacation it was pretty much a given that it would be coming home with us.



There is a rotating earth on the lid of the toob, so as soon as we got it back to the condo Z lined everybody up, declared school was in session and appointed Narwhal as the teacher. (Because the long tooth obviously makes for a good pointer.) And then the Narwhal proceeded to teach the class about the world. Except Z only knows the names of few continents right now, so they got repeat lessons about North America, Africa and Australia. And he also tried to throw Japan into the mix since that is where his Uncle Wesley lives. :P

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Random Sentences PDF Print E-mail
Friday, 20 July 2012 13:15

It feels like it's been quite a while since I last updated this. I'm sure its just been a week or two, but not too long ago I was updating this three times a week! If it makes you feel any better, I have two blog posts almost ready. I just have to, you know, finish writing them. But I have the pictures up and ready to go so that counts for something, right?

My birthday was yesterday. I turned 27 years old. I had a really good day. Zachariah woke me up EXTRA early (before 7am is early to me, ok?) because he was so excited about giving me the gifts he had picked out. :) I spent the morning relaxing and snuggling with my boys, then Daniel came home soon after lunch and entertained/took the boys so I could just chill for a couple hours. It was GREAT. Then we had dinner at my parents house where my Mom made a ridiculously yummy shrimp extravaganza! We probably had over half a dozen different shrimp dishes. It was awesome. I ask for this type of meal every year (because shrimp is my FAV) and she somehow changes it up and finds new recipes each time! Impressive. And delicious.

Oh, and I have decided that I won't categorize myself as being in the "late twenties" until next year. Hope that is ok with everyone. Because I am kinda still in denial about the fact that I am older than 23.

The school year is approaching rather quickly. Which is fine, because I am looking forward to starting our first-official-for-real-deal homeschooling year. (Yes, last year was official. It was preschool and we had a curriculum that we stuck to for the first half of the year. But this year is going to be much more organized and planned out and just... official.) We are going to be apart of Classical Conversations and we are SO pumped about it. I really think it is going to be a great fit for Zachariah. I will do a more detailed homeschool post about what all we are doing as it gets closer to the beginning of school, but for now I am just trying to get my act together and get organized! I'm also trying to plan out how to keep Micaiah entertained while I teach Z. So that will be fun. :) I actually have some ideas, I just have to think through a little more. I will let you know how it all pans out!

I am in a mild depression about our house STILL being on the market. Depression isn't the right word though. It's more like a funk. I just want to be done trying to sell our house and I want to be in a new one. If for no other reason than all of our furniture is turning against us and deciding to fall apart. No joke. A couple months ago our couch broke (flat out broke. A beam snapped and it was no longer usable.) so we threw that one out and borrowed my brothers. But his was ALREADY broken, just in a different way. So it's usable, just not comfortable. And our kitchen chairs are on their last leg. They are all wobbling and about to fall apart, which is lovely. And then Sunday evening our bed broke. That's right. The bed broke. A board on the side of the bed split in half. (Yes, yes. I know. Go ahead and make funny jokes about WHY the bed broke. My husband will join right on in. lol) We have had all of this furniture since we got married (going on seven years now), so I am totally fine replacing some of it. But we were wanting to wait until we were in a new house before we started replacing everything we owned! What fits in this house will not necessarily fit in the next house as perfectly. The dining room table we are wanting is too big to fit into our kitchen in this house. And seriously, the bed was not supposed to break yet. It was supposed to hold up until we were ready to buy a whole new bedroom suit. So now we are going to have to try to get something that matches all of our bedroom furniture, and that is just annoying. ANYWAY. I am just bummed. Our house has been on the market since February and it doesn't look like anything is going to happen any time soon. And since I'm stubborn and want to wait till we move to buy new furniture you may find us sleeping on an air mattress, eating on the floor and watching tv on only couch cushions. So don't be alarmed. :P

Thanks to Shutterfly, I have been in the photo book making mood here recently. I made a book from our family photoshoot pictures last year, which I am excited about. It should be arriving today! And I am currently in the process of making a 2011 family photo book. I try to make one every year, but so far I have only made one for 2007 and now this one. So, I have some catching up to do. But it's fun and I enjoy it. It also makes me want to ball my eyes out looking back at pictures of my babies last year. They have grown SO much! Makes me so sad. And glad. But more so sad, because time is slipping away too quickly.

I need to go do some more school planning while Micaiah is still taking a nap, so I am off. Just wanted to stop by and let everyone know I am alive and well. Sorry for the picture-less post. I'll be back next week with some pictures of my boys, I promise!

 
Beach Vacation: All About Z PDF Print E-mail
Thursday, 05 July 2012 14:38

I love the beach. All of us do. That is one reason we LOVE summer. Summer time equals beach visits! It's the only way to justify being outside in this nasty heat, and it has been ridiculously hot this summer. Thankfully, this past weekend was our annual Titus Family Beach Vacation with Daniel's family!

Rather than give my typical post beach-trip recap, I'd like to dedicate this post to highlighting my eldest child. You see, less than a week before we were scheduled to leave for the beach, Zachariah fell off our bed and broke his arm left arm. (He's left handed, by the way.) The doctor put him in a full-arm cast and said that a "waterproof" cast was not an option due to the location of the break.

Needless to say, this made the idea of going to the beach quite intimidating, but we decided to tough it out. We prepared ourselves and the rest of the family for the whining, complaining and temper flares that may come from our one-armed son. These, in my opinion, would have been totally justified. I mean, the kid is going to the beach with a non-waterproof cast. He can't swim in the pool and can't play in the ocean. Those are two of the main reasons you go to the beach!

We bought what turned out to be a massive cast cover to try and help keep the cast dry, but he still wouldn't be able to submerge it.  We wanted him to at least be able to come out of the condo every now and then! As you might imagine, the cast cover leaked. So we wrapped his cast in a cloth diaper to absorb any water before it got to his arm. It worked well enough--not perfectly, but well enough to get in the water.

OK, with all of that being said let me make this clear: He hates his cast. He just hates it. He will often look at us, fighting back tears, saying that he just wants to bend his arm. He will get so frustrated at his limitations that he will even pull at the cast in hopes of freeing himself. In defeat he will sit in my lap and just cry. He doesn't like his cast. It is uncomfortable; it hinders his play and his everyday life.

Despite it all, do you know how many times he whined, lashed out or broke down about this inconvenience? Zip. Zero. Zilch. Nada. Every now and then he would quietly express his frustrations to me or Daniel but never around anyone else. He chose to have a good attitude about it. We didn't tell him that he needed to keep his whining to a minimum. We didn't tell him to hide his feelings from anyone. The only instructions we gave him was, "Have fun and don't get your cast wet." He was a good sport about it all on his own.

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