Blue Eye Boy

Hi

Since I have gotten my new camera (back in October) I have been taking a lot of pictures. You can probably guess who my usual subject is.

 Previously, when I broke out the camera he would either have a stone faced expression or move so fast I could only capture a blur of a boy. Now he says Cheese and poses for a few seconds so I can snap away.

The hat was his idea. He gets such a huge kick out of saying a word, like HAT, and then getting the exact thing he was referring to. Like language finally makes sense. This is also why he constantly has ice in cup and snow is allowed in the house. I feel like if he is telling me what he wants " I nee iiiice" or "sno-no in bowl" who am I to tell him no. The kid needs to feel like he is being understood. Even if it means he runs around looking like a hoodlum.

The one thing I can't get enough of are his huge blue eyes! They just get brighter and brighter. If you ask him what color his eyes are he will say "bloooooo"

Hope everyone had a good week--it had to be better than ours. We were fighting one heck of a flu bug. Influenza A to be exact. That bug sure did do a number on me, Clark fortunately got Tamiflu so he seems to be doing a little better. Matt kept me in quarantine for 4 days so I couldn't infect him so he is doing just fine. However, his imagination leads him to believe he is getting sick every time he hears me cough.

Stay Healthy
Colie

Merry Christmas and Happy New Year

We hope that you all had a lovely Christmas with your families and that the New Year is bright and happy.

Matt has been off of work for the last three weeks--give or take a few days-- and it has been absolutely fantastic! Every day when Clark wakes up he calls for his Daddy. Matt loves it because he feels needed, I love it because I actually get to drink a HOT cup of coffee. I am not doing diapers, dressing, breakfast, cleaning up and entertaining in between sips of what ends up ice cold coffee with settled creamer at the bottom. Actually, I have been really spoiled the last 3 weeks, Matt has changed 90% of diapers, played with Clark to the point where he just collapses in a baby heap at night while saying Ni-Nite! and he has cooked a few good meals. A couple of nights Clark has been so exhausted from all the rough housing that he climbs the stairs and goes to his room asking to be put in his crib. Yes sir, little man, you can go to bed a half an hour early. It would be my pleasure.

Christmas Eve Clark decided that he would all together skip his nap and be a tiny demon child. We tried to tell him Santa was watching, but he didn't understand. 4pm came and he was demanding bed, dinner wasn't ready yet so he got Mac n' cheese. Look at these tired eyes....

Matt was in charge of Christmas Eve dinner. It started out with raspberry orange champagne cocktails.

The main course was beef medallions with rosemary and red wine sauce, roasted potatoes with olive olive and rosemary, and a spinach salad with pomegranate seeds, walnuts and alphfa sprouts. 

For dessert there was ice cream and apple pie. Sounds wonderful, huh. It was. Good thing I averted one small catastrophe---one recipe called for 7 cloves of garlic. This is the what Matt intended to use....

The only downside of such an elegant, made from scratch dinner is the mess.

Christmas morning Clark woke up at 7:00, rather than come downstairs for breakfast we made a detour to the basement. He rounded the corner and saw the tree with a shopping cart and kitty cat stuffed animal and let out the most wonderful scream of joy. He ran to the cat, hugged it and screamed again. He then grabbed the dog's new toy and claimed it as his own.

 Frazier did yoga while Clark played with his new farm animals.

The rest of the day was same as usual and I went to work that night.

Over the weekend we went to visit Matt's parents up in Michigan. We have gotten pretty good at keeping Clark entertained for 3 hours in the truck for the drive up and back down. It involves a lot rapid fire of toys into the backseat, gold fish crackers and lots of Old McDonald--that guy has been known to have werewolves and hipagriffs if we sing it long enough.

At Namma and Papa's Clark got books, trucks, shoes and clothes. He likes the kitty story the best--go figure.

Aunt Say and cousins Maggie and Edwin all piled onto the sled and got pulled around by Matt. This would have been the best picture ever! if I didn't mess up and white it all out. I tried to get them to do it again, but the kids were cold and had had enough.

 Somehow, as the evening progressed, this is what we ended up with...

No one has any explanation.

I took a lot more pictures, but I only feel comfortable plastering my kiddo's face all over the internets so just trust me when I say Maggie and Edwin are cute and I took some good picture of them with their Christmas haul as well.

Clark acts like he is 1 of 10 children and has to horde his food and toys. He took his snack and found a quiet corner to eat, like someone was going to steal his food.

Please notice in all the pictures of Clark he is holding a 1980's Fisher Price mixer. He called it his tool and cling to it for dear life.

We closed out Christmas Vacation with a festive bath with paint soap my dad got for Clark. He tried to eat it.

2013 has some big shoes to fill because 2012 is going to be hard to beat. Happy New Year.
Colie

Happenings

Hi

I am blogging from the comforts of our basement, basking in the soft glow of the Christmas tree while our sweet boy is resting his busy little body in confines of his nice warm crib. Needless to say, the world did not come to an end today. Not that I thought it was going to or anything. But I did stockpile jugs of water and jars of Wowbutter just in case it was going to try to end, but for some reason didn't quite end all the way.

Frazier was disappointed  that nothing cataclysmic happened today. 

Clark's last meal request was oranges. He ate his weight them.

He was also upset nothing interesting happened today.

My mom came for a visit this past week. We had a mini Christmas with my grandparents and Clark had his first taste of PEZ candy. 

One afternoon we were looking for something to do so we visited the Lilly House downtown Indy. It was beautiful, interesting, educational and best of all, FREE.

They had all the rooms decorated for Christmas and it was just lovely. It took up about 20 minutes to take the tour. It also took 20 minutes for Clark to lose his interest and want to run free like a wild bore. So it worked out perfect.

Did I mention that I have a new handyman? He works for Teddy Grahams and usually leaves a mess when he is done working, but his craftsmanship is impeccable.

 

 Hope everyone else had a great what could have been the last day on Earth.

Happy Weekend,
Colie

All About His Daddy

Hello

Clark has always had a strong love for his daddy, but the last two weeks have been out of control. Now that he is much more verbal and understands the world around him a bit more, he is constantly talking about how awesome his daddy is. I have been relegated to the back burner, I now play second fiddle, I play for the B team and sliced bread is cooler than I am.

Clark is all over Matt like stink on a monkey. When Matt is gone he asks where he is every 2.2 seconds and if I ignore his persistent "where daddy" he will go get a picture of him and bring it to me. Just in case I was having trouble understanding who exactly he was referring to. They do everything together and Clark tries to do everything just like his daddy. Clark's newest word is TOOL.

Clark- Just remember who put you in this position, please.... *hint* It was NOT your mommy.

In unrelated daddy obsession news, Clark had his 18 month doctor's appointment. He weighs 22lbs 13oz and is 30 3/4 inches tall. Both less than the 10th percentile. Quick flash back....this time last year he was 21 pounds and slightly shorter.

The doctor is not concerned with his lack of weight gain because he grew 1.5 inches in 6 months and is eating appropriately. He is just very active. Very. The doctor said he is just going to grown along his own curve and as long as he looks healthy and is eating we weren't going to worry. That's reassuring, thanks doc.





Hope everyone had a good weekend,
Colie

OH DEAR, OH DEAR

You may notice giant - signs over all the pictures on the blog. That was my doing, I tired to load a picture onto the blog and it said Picasa Memory Full...buy more space, blah blah blah, so I deleted some pictures. Then Matt emptied the recycle bin on the computer. Gone forever. So now I have a blog with huge - signs where all my pictures were. Bummer. I still have the pictures on my computer though, just not sure if I want to go back an put all the pics back by hand. So, looks like the blog is now a pictureless experience for past posts.

Sorry.

SMILE

I FINALLY GOT A PICTURE OF A SMILE

NOT ONE, BUT TWO

 

Recap

Hello.

I don't know what we have been up to the last 2 weeks that has been so exhausting, but it has required an 8pm bedtime every night. I blame daylight savings. Sorry no posts. So its time for quick run down of the last two weeks....

Matt got clocked in the face by a tiny fist of fury.

 

Clark is getting used to eating off a plate. We are still working on the concept that a plate remains on the table while he eats.

 For some reason using a plate at meals requires the removal of pants (and the addition of dirty socks).

Matt's family came into town for Thanksgiving and we finally got to meet Matt's sister's new boyfriend. They are a great match. We went Duck Pin Bowling with the whole family over the weekend. This place was awesome and I wanted more pictures, but it was entirely too tempting and dangerous for a 1 year old so I was on Potamus Patrol most of the time. The old building had COLIE written all over it, it was like it was made just for me.

We decorated our Christmas Tree. We put it in the basement this year just ward off the million NO, DON'T TOUCH. DANGERs that were going to be inevitably yelled until New Years. Out of sight, out of mind, but a special surprise when we go in the basement.

In my head I pictured a delightful evening filled with carols in the background and a giggly little boy helping decorate the tree.

In reality this is what the evening looked like...

 

Whenever he sees the lights on the tree come on he says "OOOOO, WOW!"

Look closely, you can see his dinner making a cameo on his shirt

That's the extent of our last two weeks.

Time for bed.