Saturday, December 27, 2008
I can't tell you how many amazing prizes I got for Christmas this year. So many wonderful, fun prizes that I hardly understood that they were all for me! I have such a loving, generous family and I know they love me. It's great! Thank you guys so much!
Christmas morning, I woke up in my room and Mommy and Daddy came to get me. I didn't remember that it was the big day...but they reminded me and I got excited. For what, I wasn't sure...but I got excited. I went to Bondi and Poppy's house for brunch and prizes with Nonny and GG and Uh Ben, Uh Paul and CC. Daddy said the prayer before we ate and, as always, I flung my arms out to the sides when we were finished and said "AAAAMEN!" It was sweet! Then we went to Grandma and Grandpa's. We opened more prizes with Uh Bill and Auntie Wissa. I got to see my new cousin Logan and his Mom and Dad, Lauren and Peter. Auntie Marcia and Lisa and Auntie "B" and Uncle Michael were all there too! I got to show off my personality. I sure love my whole big family.
Sunday, December 21, 2008
Okay, so I don't have an Auntie Em...but it is so COLD and WINDY here today that I feel like I'm in the Wizard of Oz...and it literally sounds like our house is going to blow away! The windows are screeching, the walls feel like they're about to cave in and we're a second away from moving back to Charlotte while STILL in our house! Yikes!
Let me also add that it is currently 1 degree here in Berea, Ohio. Yep, you read it correctly. It is ONE DEGREE here in the great state of Ohio. You can't walk outside without catching your breath and freezing your eyelashes off. It's what I call "toad"... or cold. Our friends in Charlotte have kindly told us that it's been in the high 60s and low 70s lately. Brilliant.
I need to note here that I'm counting to 3 and like to say "two eyes! two eyes on snowman" without being prompted. I like to say "I see ball! I see reindeer!" when we drive around and see all the twinkling lights and things. I am getting back into my normal bedtime mode and Mommy hopes it lasts. She likes when I'm happy! I do wonder where she goes when I sleep...and when I wake up, I call for her and boisterously say "Mommyyyyy! Way ahhh you????" (Mommy, where are you?) She comes and gets me pretty soon after she hears that.
Well, I just wanted to tell you how cold it is here. I'll write more tomorrow...
Love, Toad TJ
Thursday, December 18, 2008
Please pray for my friend Kayleigh in Charlotte who is fighting for her life! I won't go into details because she has her own blog and I'd love it if you would go there for just one second and see her pictures...and pray for her right now. I don't care if you're great at praying or you've never done it before...it matters! Little Kayleigh is nearly 6 months old and has not seen her pink nursery at home yet. She's still in the hospital and almost weighs 5 pounds now! Her Mommy and Daddy are very special people and need your prayers too.
Please go to www.kayleighannefreeman.blogspot.com and pray for my beautiful friend!
Monday, December 15, 2008
So, I hate going to bed. Yep, you heard me. I hate it. And if I'm not being clear about it, just come over to my house around 7:30 or 8 and you can see and hear for yourself. It's not because I'm a bad boy. I'm not. I just love being awake so much that I hate to see another day end. "No bed" comes out of my mouth very sweetly at first. Then I say it with a little panic infused. Then...I get angry. I used to be sad about bed, but would say ni-nite and walk upstairs like my normal self. Now, I get mad and then switch gears by being happy to brush my teeth. Then I get mad again. We "weed books" and "bwush teef" and "kickle and song". But if I'm still awake when Mommy or Daddy is done singing and tickling my back (which is every night), I scream at the top of my lungs and do shark mouth. Shark mouth is what my Mom has called my little cry mouth since I was born. My sweet little lips make the shape of a shark's mouth when it's open ... silly fact you may want to know. Or not.
So anyhow, bedtime has been a battle. So far, I'm winning. I'm a little worried though because my Mommy has been getting some great advice from her friends on facebook and Bondi and if she follows through, I'm in trouble.
Can you believe I'm driving already? Actually, it's my Grandpa's hot rod in that picture. Daddy got a cool picture of me in it when we were at their house on Sunday. I really, really liked it! I also like running laps around the room - any room that I'm in - anytime. " )
Alright, I guess I've got to go back to bed. Mommy will worry if I'm not in my crib when she checks on me. G'nite all you fends (friends)!
I am a big boy now. I just had my two-year check up at the doctor and it went really well! (Much to my Mommy's surpise!) I'm going to my Mommy's favorite doctor...and since she's friends with her, it made me feel a lot more at ease being there.
When we walked in, I said my name at the front counter and then played very nicely and curiously with the "tee-chee tcees" (c'mas trees) in the lobby while Mommy filled out eight thousand forms. I tooted a few times but said 'sue me' after each one. I made a lady in a wheelchair go from 'kying' to happy and laughing in a few minutes. It was nice of me to do, huh!
When my name got called, I walked back (I walk just like my Daddy) with Mommy and didn't cry when I got on the scale! Usually it's very scary to me. Anyhow, I weigh just a bit under 30 pounds and I'm 35 inches tall. Mommy did a height predictor and almost fell over when she saw that I could be 6 feet tall when I grow up! She's pretty happy about that, but can't imagine looking up at me eventually. Weird.
I met my new doctor and was tentative but I was very polite. I let her look in my ears (unheard of!) and press on my tummy. I even opened up VERY wide when she wanted to look in my mouth. Hooray for 2-year molars. They're in! : ) Then my doctor friend left and Mommy and I played with cotton balls until the nurse came back in. I saw the two needles in her hand and started yelling "ride car! RIDE CAR!". I let her stick me...and then cried out "I sowwy! I sowwy!" The nurse felt so badly that she gave me some Pringles stix and some Cars stickers. I got over it very quickly.
I still have little, tiny bruises on my sensitive thighs from the shots, but I was proud to walk in the front door of our new house and tell Daddy "two shots! two shots! kying. kying." He didn't blame me for crying. I got big hugs and snuggles on the couch with popcorn. It was a good night after that!!!
The next day, I felt so big and brave that I wanted to go potty on "Tee-Day's pott". So Mommy told me she had to take my diaper off and I was okay with that. So, after two tries, I went pee pee in the potty and had a few drops come out. I was so excited. SO excited! I've done it again since, but I'm in no hurry to be potty trained. Mommy knows boys take longer and she doesn't want to have me do it until I'm ready. I'll let her know.
Love, Brave Little TJ
Monday, December 8, 2008
Today, Mommy and I went out to play in the snow. It took about 40 minutes for her to get me dressed in my "so pee-ants" (snow pants) and everything else. (Lots of times, I wander around and play while she's dressing me.) Then she got dressed up for the cold and we went out to explore our new yard. There's a little swingset and slide in our new yard and I went straight for it...dragging my feet as I went. I just LOVE to kick the snow and "watch it" fall over my boots.
I went on the baby swing. Then the big boy swing. And then climbed the climbing wall to the slide and went down fast! My snow pants on the plastic slide made for a really fast ride and I did it a few times. I landed flat on my back in the snow and there was NO way I could get up by myself. "Hope! Hope!" I had to call out for help because I was dressed in so many layers. Mommy had to laugh before she helped me up. Nice, Mom. Nice.
Then we went over to play with cars and trucks on the steps of the back deck. I lined up all the cars and trucks just like I do inside. Then I stacked them until they fell. I played hard for nearly an hour with Mommy. We took a walk around the yard and looked at footprints and through the fence at the neighbor's yard. I didn't talk a whole lot because I was working so hard. I asked for a "kee-nux" for my nose a few times and pointed at a squirrels because I wanted to "tut-ch 'em".
When we went inside, I cried but got over it pretty quickly when I got a cookie.
I still say "day du" all the time so my polite nature is going strong. I say 'no' a lot still but I've added a twist and say "no, day du" a lot too. It's actually worked quite a few times for me. I'm not sure why I say "sowwy" so much...gonna have to figure that one out.
Yesterday morning, I had so much fun playing in the bathroom sink while Mommy got ready for the day. She washed her face - so I washed mine too. Then she was putting makeup on, so I washed the wall. I colored on the window with a wet Q-tip and then brushed my teeth without any help. We're loving the double sinks in the bathroom. Woohoo!
I have a BIG story for you tomorrow, but Mommy wants to post a picture with it so you'll have to wait til tomorrow. Love, TJ
I went to a pancake breakfast at my Mommy's old high school this weekend. Her PawPaw used to sell tickets for it every year. PawPaw would have been very proud of how I acted. When Daddy asked if I wanted to see Santa, I said "yes". And when we walked over to him, he asked me again if I wanted to sit on his lap. I said "yes". And then I did it. I actually walked up to him...sat on his lap, studied his face, smiled for a few pictures, and then got my Slinky and left. My Mom's mouth was on the ground the whole time. She could not believe how brave I was. I'm gonna have to find last year's picture...just to remind you all of how much I did not like the man in the red suit at that time. Shoot, I was just a baby then.
The picture of last year is at the kitchen sink here in the new house. Every time Mommy washes my hands in that sink, I look over at the picture and say "Bebe" or "TJ" and then I say "ky-ing". Mommy laughs and says yep, but that I'm a big boy now. "Be boi", I say. Cuz I am.
Buh White-ear is my new favorite character to name. I think Buzz Lightyear is so cool, but not as cool as You-ey (Woody). It's funny, Mommy and Daddy just put two and two together and discovered that I say "to wescue" (to the rescue) and "ahmbee-and" (and beyond) just like the movie too. Mommy kept thinking I was saying armband and didn't know why I was talking about an armband. Duh, I was saying to infinite and beyond!
Okay, that's enough of my chatter. Love you all, TJ
My Mommy and Daddy got to go to the Cavs game last Friday night and had an AWESOME time. Daddy kept smiling at Mommy because she had a silly grin on her face all night...screaming for LeBron and the rest of the boys. At one point, she was ready to go defend LeBron when a fight started to break out on the floor. (He's a big boy though, and took care of himself.) The seats were ON the floor and so incredible. LeBron's mom was right down the row and Mommy kept staring at her diamond-covered hat wondering how much it was worth. (No, she was not considering stealing it.) Nonny got to babysit me ... thank you, Nonny! : )
It was Anderson Verajao wig night so Daddy gave me his the next morning...and I am still wearing it a few days later. I put it on my Elmo, and my Curious George and other things including my own head!
Thursday, December 4, 2008
You probably thought I quit blogging, huh! Well, we've been through a lot over the past few weeks. A lot! And now I'm ready to start writing again. See, now that I'm two, I talk non-stop and have new words and sayings so often that it's hard for even me to keep up. If you ask me my name, I'll tell you. If you ask me how old I am, I'll tell you. And if you ask me who I pray to at dinner, I'll even tell you that (d'sus). But the best question I answer now is: what is your favorite drink? I say "dort-munder". Yep, I tackled that word last night at Bondie's house and they all couldn't believe it. Silly TJ.
For Thanksgiving, I was all ready to go to Grandma's and Grandpa's house...when I started throwing up all over the place. Mommy knew something was up when I just wanted to lay around all morning and fell asleep on her lap watching the parade. Yes, that is so very unusual for me that Mommy silently thought something might be brewing. But she didn't say anything. When I woke up from my nap on her, she went upstairs to get her purse - and when she came down, Daddy and Bondie were cleaning up my throw up. Mommy scooped me up and rocked me, trying to settle my screaming down. It was so scary! I drenched my Mommy in throw up all day and we both had to change about 5 more times until my sad little tummy had nothing left. Daddy and Mommy slept on either side of me in bed that night. They didn't sleep much because they were so worried about me. The next day, I was pretty weak. I just wanted to "way down" on the couch and when I got picked up, I couldn't even hold my own head up. I had lots of people loving me though and taking good care of me. Bondie bought me some great popsicles for sick little kids...and I ate a bunch of them so I wouldn't get dehydrated. I had a blue mouth for 3 days! : )
Sunday afternoon, Grandma and Grandpa, Uncle Bill and Auntie Melissa (wee-wah or wissa) came to see our "new house". I love saying that phrase and I say it every time we drive onto our new street! They loved my new room and I got tons of prizes. Grandma brought me a cupcake that looked like a turkey and I ate all the icing by myself. Mmmmm. I have a sweet tooth just like my Mommy! We watched Cars and played with my new toys and had an awesome afternoon.
Tonight, I went to a winter parade with Mommy, Daddy and Bondie. We bundled up and saw horsies, Clifford, Elmo (I was afraid), tons of tids (kids) dressed up and singing, and got CANDY! Santa was my favorite at the end. I got to see him up close while the parade stopped for a minute. It was very cold and I looked pretty cute all snuggly warm. I ate a cay cane (candy cane) on the way home. Yum!
For some reason, I screamed during my whole bath tonight. Mommy and Daddy hope I'm not going into another stage of hating baths. Oh boy.
Now that we have internet in our new house, I will be back to writing more and more. I'll add pictures soon as well. Promise! Love, TJ
Friday, November 14, 2008
Sorry, I'm playing catch up here. I have a few more stories that I wanted to write down before I forgot. While my Bondi and Poppy were here, we all went for a walk and I fell down. Mommy picked me up and I was showing her the boo-boo on my finger. I said "boo boo. hurt." And then I said "clean it?" Goodness, Mommy thought it was awesome when I said that. I'm a little preoccupied with boo-boo's and bandaids lately. I always need them to be kissed and "clean it". Silly me!
I have been talking so much lately...more words and more mini-sentences! The other night when we were going to dinner, I said "ride. car. ride car. poppy's car." I love sentences! I also pick up on conversations ... and was saying "dot com" for a few hours too after Mommy was talking to Bondi about websites. I can say my ABC's (repeating after Mommy) and Mommy's favorite letters that I say are "eck-s" and "arrrr". Saying "tee-day" is her favorite though. Why not? It's my name!
When Mommy puts me to bed now, I want her to "kickle and song". That means I want her to tickle my back and sing me a song. I still grab her hand and put it on my back to make sure she understands what kickle means. She sings me a song her Dad used to sing to her but she changed the words to go with the color of my eyes:
Here I am, happy as can be, cooking in my kitchen. I discovered my love for "coo-king" while Mommy and Bondi were packing up the kitchen. Bondi let me pour (but not really) everything I wanted into a blender (unplugged, of course) and mix it all up. I used spoons and pressed all the buttons too. I just LOVE buttons. Cooking is so much fun and I ask to do it now all the time. I talk soooooooooo much now too.
Bondi and Poppy and Mommy and Daddy and I had lots planned this week. They were going to stay a few more days, but yesterday my Mommy's PawPaw died and they had to drive home. Everyone was really sad. I got to see PawPaw a lot in my nearly two years of being here on earth. He was really nice and thought I was so handsome. He told me that all the time! Mommy says he was really funny and told silly jokes...she told me about 7 of his favorites today. We'll really miss PawPaw. Really a lot. I'm not sure what else to say here, but I'm glad I'll see him again someday. I think he feels better up in heaven. Yeah, I know he does.
Saturday, November 8, 2008
Yesterday, Mommy and I had some great bonding time up in the jungle gym treehouse at work. I wanted her to carry me up, but she had to crouch to get up there anyway so I settled for holding her hand. We sat at the top of the treehouse for 25 minutes. Just talking. I shared lots of things. Many things made sense...and others didn't. But it was good to share them anyway. Halfway through our hang-out time, I pointed to a huge three-sided shape on the roof and yelled "chai-angle". Mommy nearly fell out of the treehouse! I recognized a triangle and shouted it out proudly without being prompted! Mommy was thrilled and Daddy was too when she told him about it. Hey, I don't just watch the Noggin Channel...I actually learn from it. Hooray for Blue's Clues! :)
After work, Mommy took me to Subway. I haven't been eating well lately and Daddy said we should try some meatballs from a meatball sub. I talked about meatballs all the way to the sub shop...the whole time IN the sub shop, and all the way home. I ate 3 meatballs in 2 minutes flat and then had applesauce and other stuff. I did great! My Mom and Dad love how I put the emphasis on MEAT when I sad meat--ball. Yummy!
Today (Saturday) Daddy is in Chicago and I sure miss him. Since Mommy is afraid to push me in the babyjogger anymore (ouchie knee), she took me to the gym so she could run on a treadmill. She didn't think I'd let her leave me in the kid's area...so I proved her wrong. She brought one of my favorite cars, some fruit snacks, my wa-wa with a splash of OJ, and her sunglasses. I was all set. When she started to leave, I admit I went a little crazy. My face matched my hair and I had huge tears running down my cheeks. Maaaa-maaaa! was about all I could get out of my mouth between the yelps and screams. She left me anyway, as hard as it was. She told the girls to come get her or text her if I cried very long. After a great long(ish) run, she creeped over to look in at me. What she saw made her literally cry in the middle of the weight room (where the window into the kid's zone is. There I was, sitting on a little chair and coloring with 5 other kids...wearing her big, brown sunglasses and a smile. She watched me for a few minutes before she ducked again and finished her workout. When she came in to get me, I gave her a huge hug around the knees but then I didn't want to leave. I did anyway - without a fuss. Boy was Mommy proud!
Next we went to get my haircut. We walked into Pigtails and Crew Cuts and wrote my name on the list. Since it was a 30 minute wait, the awesome people there said we could walk down to the toy shop and they'd call Mommy's phone. So that's what we did. I played nicely in the insanely cool Toys and Co. and explored every single toy they had in stock. I really wanted a bus and a shark but I didn't throw a tantrum or get angry when Mommy said we had to go. She was very surprised and happy about that. When we walked back into the hair place, I saw Nemo on the big screen and got so excited. Then I started to cry. I didn't want to get in the car chair or the firetruck chair. I just didn't feel like it. With a little persuasion, I did. I held tightly to a sucker but never put it in my mouth. I sobbed during the spray bottle part, the cutting part, the brushing off part, and the rest of it all. But in the midst of my crying, I said about every word in my vocabulary. My Mom thought if she could keep me talking, I'd be okay. I learned a new phrase this past week..."happy birthday" and Mommy kept asking me to say it. So while I was crying out with tears and snot swirled about my face, I repeated sadly, "happee birt-day. happee birt-day." It was so sweet and pathetic that all eyes were on us at that moment. It also may have been the fact that I was making a scene too. Anyhow, thank you to the wonderful people at Pigtails and Crew Cuts!
This afternoon after my nap, we're going to the park. What a day! Then my Bondi (what I call Grammie right now) and Poppy are coming tomorrow. I'm so excited to see them! Love, TJ
Wednesday, November 5, 2008
I've been quite polite lately...in some ways. I don't always have to be told to say thank you (day doo) for things. Neat, huh! Lately, however, I've been tooting and burping a little more than usual. I laugh sometimes when it happens...and Mommy makes me say 'excuse me'. The way I say it comes out 'sue me' and it's pretty cute to hear. LOVE, TJ the Tooter