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Thursday, November 20, 2014

Hem and haw

My morning so far:

Gibson tugs on my hand.

Me: Gibson, what do you need?
Gibson: *whining and tugging*
Me: Okay, fine.

He leads me to the kitchen and stands near a cabinet.

Me: Okay, what do you need in here?
Gibson: Ummmmmm.
Me: Do you need water?
Gibson: Water? Ummm. Uhhhhhh. Mmmmmm.  Mo (no).
Me: Okay, do you need milk?
Gibson: Ummmmmmmmmmmmmmm.  Uhhhhhhmmmmmm. Mo.
Me: Would you like cereal?
Gibson: Hmmmmm.  Mmmmmmmm.  Ummmm.  Mo.
Me: Well, what do you need, buddy?

Gibson then stares at me for thirty seconds.  And runs back to the living room, happy as a clam.

...and then we repeat it three minutes later.

Again and again and again.

I mean, I'm glad he's thinking about what he wants and not just accepting the first terrible snack or drink I give him.  But my hips would appreciate not being made to run around the house like a turkey* with its head cut off.

*I figured saying turkey instead of chicken would be festive, considering how close Thanksgiving is.  I'm a festive person, alright?
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Monday, November 17, 2014

Christmas key!

So, we decided to put up our Christmas tree last night!

And for all of you who are like, "BUT WHAT ABOUT THANKSGIVING, ERIN???  YOU CAN'T DECORATE FOR CHRISTMAS YET!!!!!!!"

...get over it.

I mean that in the nicest way possible, of course.  KISSES!

Anyway.  We decided to put up our Christmas tree.  Last year Gibson wasn't super interested in the tree, so I was really interested in how he would react to it.

And it turns out that he LOVES IT.  He loved it from the moment he saw the branches make their way up the stairs.  He loves to touch it and point at it and yell "KEY GO!" when he sees it.

"Key" obviously means tree.  I don't know what the "go" part means.  He's weird.

But Gibson's favorite thing about the tree is that it's covered in balls.  He points at the tree and says "Key go!  A ball!  A ball!  A BALL!  A BAALLLLLLL!"

...and then he removes ornaments from the tree and runs around with them, yelling, "A BALL!  A BALL!  KEY GO!"

Except we don't want him to run around with the ornaments, so we've had quite a few tantrums about having to put the balls back on the tree.

Last night he was holding one of my favorite ornaments, and whacked it on something.  And it broke, of course.  We had this conversation:

Gibson: *screaming because his pretty ball broke*
Me: Uh oh, buddy!  It's broken!
Gibson: *screaming*
Me: It's sad that it broke, isn't it?  I'm sorry that it broke, but sometimes things break.
Gibson: Sowwy.  *sniffle sniffle*
Me: Yeah, I know you're sorry.  It's sad when things break, isn't it?
Gibson: I sad.  I sad.  A ball.  I sad.  ...BEADS!

...and then he was playing happily with his bead maze.


WHO IS THIS CHILD?

I was floored that he didn't scream for longer than a minute or two.  Usually things like that incite a tantrum unlike anything you've ever, ever heard.  Also, he has never told me that he was sad before.

Apparently having a Christmas tree in the living room is causing Gibson to grow up and not scream for hours on end when things don't go his way!

...if that's not a great reason to decorate for Christmas before Thanksgiving, I don't know what is!
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Friday, November 14, 2014

This kiss, this kiss!

Once upon a time, Gibson was all about kissing his mommy.  He would lean in to kiss me every time I was within a foot of his face.  Which is a lot.  Because his face is SO CUTE and I can't even stand being farther than 12 inches from it!

But at some point he decided kisses were NO GOOD!  And he stopped completely.  It made me sad.

Luckily he can't keep me from kissing those sweet cheeks!  MUAH!

Recently, he decided that kisses were okay with him again.  Except, instead of kissing me with his mouth, he would plant his forehead on my mouth as hard as possible and push his head into my mouth for thirty seconds.

...toddlers are weird.  But hey, if he's showing affection, I'll take it!

And then he decided that forehead kisses were NO GOOD!  So when I asked for a kiss, he would make me kiss whatever he was holding.  Usually it was a car.  Sometimes a cup of water.

In case you wondered, it's the funniest thing in the ENTIRE WORLD when your mommy kisses the inanimate object in your hand!  HAHAHAHAHA!

So that's what we've been dealing with lately.  No kisses at all for his mommy.  It's sad.

But this morning, Danny kissed me goodbye before he left for work.  And Gibson saw it and ran over to me with his lips puckered and KISSED ME WITH HIS MOUTH!


I WAS SO HAPPY!

...still am, in fact.  Even though he keeps screaming at me for no reason.  I WILL NOT FORGET THAT KISS!
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Friday, November 7, 2014

I love tubes.

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So, I mentioned at some point that Gibson was getting tubes put in his ears.  He did that last Thursday!

And I would just like to officially declare that I LOVE TUBES.


Love.  So.  Much.

Before his tube surgery, Gibson spent a seriously huge portion of his day crying.  And watching tv, because that was literally the only thing I could do to keep him from screaming a lot of the time.  I felt awful because I couldn't handle doing activities with him...he would be happy for a few minutes and then start screaming his head off for an hour.

The past few months have been super hard.  Which is part of the reason that I haven't been blogging much (besides the fact that I'm hormonal and exhausted).  Screaming toddlers and loud children's television shows do not make for a good writing environment.  Or good material about which to write.

But the past week has been INCREDIBLE.  I mean, he still has toddler tantrums, and he's still a turdbucket.  A lot of the time.

But he's also HAPPY a lot of the time.

Do you even understand how weird it is for me to have a mostly happy kid?  He was happy sometimes before (especially when Danny was around!), but most of our days were spent being sad or mad.  The happy lasted for very short periods of time.

And now happy takes up most of our day!  We have stopped watching so much tv (thank goodness), we sing songs and run around, he plays quietly BY HIMSELF while I get things done...it's incredible.

Just a few minutes ago, I pooped and he was happy to play and run around without the tv on.  WHO EVEN IS THIS CHILD???

And right at this very second, he is playing with a bead maze (that was intended as a Christmas present...oops) while I blog.  He's not tugging on my hand or screaming in my face or terrorizing the dog.  He's content.  WOAH.

Needless to say, tubes obviously worked for us.  We have far fewer mood swings, and Gibson is obviously not in pain anymore.  YAY TUBES!!

Also he tore up a roll of toilet paper all over the living room this morning while I was cleaning the kitchen.  But that's okay.  He was happy while he was doing it.  And then he helped me put the toilet paper in a trash bag...as slowly as possible.  It would have been at least 57 times faster for me to do it myself.  Oh well.  At least he helped instead of screaming at me!  Progress!!
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Monday, November 3, 2014

Alphabet boy

When Gibson really loves something, he LOVES it.  A lot.  Hard.

...like his daddy and Ellie.  And not me.


And he is currently kissing his athlete's foot spray.  But will he kiss me???  NO.


...don't worry.  I'm over it.  Kind of.

No more sad GIFs, okay?  OKAY!

Anyway.  He recently LOVES the alphabet.  Like, a lot.  I'm not entirely sure why he loves it, but he really does.

For a few weeks, he has been pointing to the letters of the word "Welcome" on our welcome mat.  He waits for me to identify each letter, and then repeats what I say.

And then we were watching Jimmy Fallon, and Daniel Radcliffe (Harry Potter, of course!) was rapping "Alphabet Aerobics."  (Click the link to watch the video...it's amazing!)  In the background, Jimmy was holding up signs with each letter on it.  Gibson starting pointing excitedly at the screen yelling "OH!  OH!  OH!"

We couldn't figure out what he was doing...but then we realized that he was pointing out the letters.  And you don't even understand how excited he was.  He was the MOST excited.

...and also he thinks every letter is O.  Every once in awhile he sees an E.  But mostly he just thinks everything is O.  If we tell him what a letter is, he will repeat it back to us.  But then the next letter is O again.

So now he points out letters everywhere we go.  He's a toddler obsessed.  Books are no longer about the pictures or stories...they're about letters.  Going to the store means identifying the letters on every product we see.  And wearing a shirt with letters is just asking to be poked in the chest a million times while Gibson says "OH! OH! EEEEEE!"

I'm hoping this means that Gibson will be super into reading.  Or maybe he'll be an English teacher!

...or maybe he's 20 months old and just really likes the alphabet and it means nothing.  Who knows?
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