Today, you are 16 months old.
As I sit here, and your pee dries on my jeans (thanks for that!), I’m amazed that another month has flown by. Somehow I know that it’s never going to stop being like this… eventually it will be years that have flown by and I’ll still be sitting here, even more amazed. Hopefully by then I won’t have your pee stain on my jeans.
This past month, your Daddy and I decided to restrict use of The Paci. The Paci is now only available for nap, bedtime,
and severe teething times/moments of exceptional distress.
There have been a few… outcomes.
The Shriek was actually subsiding a bit, but with removal of The Paci, it has now become The Shrill, Agonizing Scream of One Thousand Deaths. You have practiced and developed it, and now it is fuller, longer, louder and more high pitched than ever. Mariah Carey could be put to shame by you.
I should be proud, I know.
You have learned to remedy your lack of Paci chewing opportunities by fitting your thumb and first 2 fingers into your mouth in the precise areas of your current teething. Resourceful boy! Of course, some moments call for more than just precision. They call for as much hand as you can cram into your facehole.
But the talking. Restricting the use of The Paci has resulted in so much more talking. We have actual conversations with you now! And we even pretend to understand you! But we don’t! Well. Okay. Sometimes we do, like when you yell, “I Said!” while wagging your finger. I have no idea why you do that. It’s certainly not because Daddy and I are always yelling at The Doggie, “I said!” … get in your bed, … sit, … lie down, … stop eating turds. Fine. It’s true. We have the most disobedient doggie in the world!
It’s a good thing he’s cute.
And that you love him.
Another recent favorite is “mum-mum-mum” which means “yummy” or “yum-yum.” You say this to give your opinion of food you are currently eating… as well as to request the food that others are eating. No food is ever not potentially YOUR food.
I’ve noticed that you also say, “mom-mom-mom,” but it is difficult to distinguish from the other, and does not happen as often. Should I be offended? Or should I just strive to be more “yummy?” I guess it doesn’t much matter, since sometimes you actually say, “momma.” Like tonight, when you hugged me, cooed, warmly said, “Mom-mah,” and smiled sweetly at me.
Accordingly, I have added everything you ever wanted to the shopping list for this week.
There is so much more. Isn’t there always?
You have gotten very good at waving, although you still resist doing it right away at times. Other times you can’t wait to wave and say, “hhhiiii!” Even to your Baby Einstein DVDs. Hm.
Of course, you also thoroughly enjoy waving and saying “hhhiiii” to yourself in the mirror. But hey, who can blame you. You’re totally good looking.
When your Daddy goes out the door, you stand watching it, waving, saying, “Bye.” It’s enough to rip my heart right out of my chest, I tell you.
When we’re just hanging out, you still love to read books. Quite often, you do this independently. You go get a book from your bookshelf, then sit down and read (out loud or to yourself).
Lately, you have started bringing me books to read. I can’t tell you how good it feels when I see you select a book, toddle over to me, and sit in my lap with it. I don’t know how I’m going to keep taking this Being Proud thing without passing out from the emotional high.
By the way, you are a pro at using the shape-sorter now! You are very good with the circle and even the star. And I melt a little inside every time you hold up the circle, with an inquisitive look on you face, and ask me, “what?” I say, “Circle!” and you say, “sirsle.” *melt*
When we’re not reading books or playing with toys, you like to do some good old fashioned running around, being loud, and laughing your head off, or dancing. You have added an up and down bootie-shake dance to your usual swaying move. I approve 100%. Of course, your Stomp Dance (complete with bellowing yell) is still in full effect. A new thing, however, is that for your favorite song, Itsy Bitsy Spider, you now do the hand movements. You are simply amazing.
Oh yeah, I need to take a moment to thank you for finally learning how to put your drink cup on the table! It has been a momentous accomplishment!
Sometime this past month, you started doing this all on your own. And even when you drop it to the floor, Daddy or I can ask you to pick it up and put it on the table, and you understand, and follow through. Huge. HUGE. In fact, your Daddy and I nearly pee ourselves every time you do this.
Oh, but, yeah. I also need to take a moment and tell you that the game you’ve been playing this past week, where you picked THAT behavior to be the current thing you’re testing me on? Has been very tiring. Because now you sometimes put the drink cup on the table… and sometimes you throw it down, and when we ask you to put it on the table, you look at it, look at us, and absolutely refuse. There has been a shift from “not understanding” to “willful denial.” Way to keep me on my toes, son! You are the MAN.
Just be aware that I WILL break you.
The sheer increase in your ability to “know what’s going on” is astounding. Daddy and I can’t fool you anymore. We are already having to spell things out to “trick” you. You may not be able to speak our language perfectly, but you certainly understand it. That’s more than you can say for us, isn’t it?
You are constantly exploring the world around you. It’s a treasure to witness your journey; to be there as you soak it all in…
and to laugh with you when you discover a simple amusement.
I have still not allowed anyone to come near your hair with scissors.
I’m not sure when that will happen, really. I love your beautiful, silken hair too much. I fear that it will never be wispy like this again, and I’m too selfish still to let go of that. You are borderline mullety, but I think you’re just cute enough to get away with it.
You are just now getting over your third cold ever.
I remember your first cold. You got it the night before you cut your first teeth.
(Those were the only 2 teeth you had for 2 months!)
I also remember your second cold, when your nose got all plugged up overnight, but you were such a trooper.
This current cold has really dragged on and made you miserable.
It has been a long week of short tempers and screaming fits, with both of us sick together. But I have had so many colds that I have no way of knowing how many. You have only had three.
You have only had 3, little colds.
You are still so small.
Even though you are getting way too big, you are still so small.
I am holding on to that for now.
Today I hand the site over to a kind and talented gentleman, Lou. He’s the first person to Guest Post on Sarcastic Mom! His sentiments are backed up by me, 100%. I thank him for doing such a lovely job here.
Without further ado, Lou’s Post…
Of disparate types, we are
But still related
Binds us as closely as blood
We care and we share
Good times and bad times
Elation and depression
and wayward spouses
Good kids and bad kids
The new ones and the old ones
All of life we share
And so the fortune
Of one is good for us all
When fortune does smile
And fortune has smiled
On one of us who needs it
She now has a home
And so we rejoice
The apartment will be gone
Sandy has a home.
Sandy C. from Momisodes is moving into a new home this weekend. The process started today. Will continue tomorrow. And will culminate on Sunday, when the movers come for ‘the big stuff’. I propose a toast. A World Wide Toast. Sometime during this weekend, raise a glass of your favorite libation (beer, wine, water, soda pop, milk, whatever you think is appropriate and isn’t against your religion) to Sandy and her family, as they take possession of their new home. May they find fair winds forever at their back and the future give them as much as they have given us.
When you have made your toast, come here to this post and leave a comment – name your poison (tell us what you drank) and your wish for their continued good fortune.
Wednesday, Dawn got in her car with her lil’ package-o-cute (aka Alex):
And drove through suck weather from there to here.
And we’re gonna share Valentines Day with one another.
Because if two people can smack together pictures of themselves like this:
That’s just what they should do.
And it’s not a bad idea to eat heart-shaped dinner thingies.
Oh, of course, I don’t have any pictures of when Alex and Braden went to sleep, and we had a naked pillow fight. Sorry.
So, the other night, John and I decided to melt some semisweet baker’s chocolate and dip bananas in it. Mmmmm.
I was preparing us each a little cup of melted chocolate to use, and made his first. When it was done, I held out his banana and said, “Ok, it’s done.” He just stood where he was, across the kitchen, playing with his phone. I was annoyed, because I knew that the chocolate would not be good for dipping once it started to cool down.
“Are you going to come stick it in now or are you going to wait until it gets hard?”
He just looked at me and let it sink in, giving me sufficient time to feel like a moron.
Because, really, we all know it’s futile to try to stick it in before it’s hard. Duh.
Brought to you by “The Really Stupid Things Lotus Says Out Loud.”
Pssst. I was probably just excited about my Valentine… this awesome blogger friend of mine… who’s driving down to see me this week ….
The First Installment of Project Support Beauty in Nature!
(but please don’t hesitate to actually click over to them and view the photos they contain)
Back on January 25th, I was feeling like a microwaved poop (smelly, hot, and a bit crusty), so I decided to go for a walk through my neighborhood. Instead of meeting Mr. Rogers and making a new friend, I kept running into disgusting examples of the way humans befowl the earth with their dreck – litter.
It made me angry and it made me think a lot about what other people do… and what I do and don’t do. And what I should be doing.
I decided that evening that my family would go on a “clean-up” walk the next week and pick up litter in our neighborhood, and I challenged everyone else to do something to help Support Beauty in Nature, and blog about it today, or to post about something they already did/do/plan to do.
We went for that walk on January 30th. It was quite cold, but sunny.
There was no shortage of crap for us to stick into our bags.
Braden wasn’t entirely sure what was going on, so he pitched in by screaming every time his wagon ride paused briefly. At least he was witnessing us doing something good.
He was, however, a bit annoyed with us by the end of the walk.
But we’re hoping that by doing these types of things periodically, with him, as he grows, he’ll eventually get the message.
This Earth is a gift. We’re squandering it. There is so much beauty. We’re covering it in crap. It doesn’t have to be this way – we can do things like this regularly to help push the reset button, so to speak. And it DOES make a difference.
Of course, the way you live your daily life will also make a great impact. John and I have recycled in the past, but since moving to TN, had not gotten our recycle on, for various reasons (all of them lame, btw). This whole thing made me realize that we’ve been lazy buttholes. We have now purchased extra trash bins for our home so that we can separate out the different recyclable things (glass, paper, aluminum, etc) from the regular trash. We have also ordered a curbside dumpster so that our recyclables can be picked up by the city.
If you don’t already recycle, check your local government website and see what programs are available in your area. It might be way easier than you think!We currently recycle our plastic grocery bags as garbage bags in our house, including diaper garbage, so at least we’re using them more than once. But I think we can improve on the two behaviors I just mentioned…
First: I’m really interested in getting some reusable grocery bags. I know that at least one of PSBN’s participants (Julie) is going to talk about those types of bags, so I’m eager to see her post!
Second: I’m actually really interested in learning more about cloth diapers and what my options are. I’m in the process of researching the different types, and trying to figure out whether the water/energy spent laundering will be worth the reduction in waste that would result from switching.
Maybe someone did a post on this??? (I know you cloth diapered, Heather! Share the knowledge!)
I’ve been checking out this website.
Still pondering it all…
Another cool tip given to me by a reader named Elsie was that she made bags out of tulle for her fruits/veggies so that she wouldn’t have to use those plastic bags at the grocery store anymore! I LOVED this idea.
I did a little looking into it and I found these instructions on how to make them. If you (like me) don’t have a sewing machine you can also buy them here. I’m getting some – I think they’re fabulous!
We’re also de-junking our bodies here at The Carroll Household. We’re going back to the way we used to eat – healthy! This means we remember to take our vitamins, we eat whole foods (bye-bye loads of processed crizznap!), and drink lots of water.
Part of this will involve us trying to purchase organic foods when possible. Unfortunately we can’t afford to buy everything organic, but every little bit helps. The more organic you eat, the less CRUD you’re putting in your body… and ON THE EARTH! I also got a tip recently from Laura that switching to organic milk made her feel better, and I thought that was a good idea, so we’re doing that, as well.
Basically, John & I have a new motto: “Less Crud.” Less Crud in our bodies and on the earth.
My heart is bursting with an insanely (childish?) idealistic, wonderfully giddy happiness at making a difference. I can’t tell you how excited I am to read your posts… to see what you’ve done, and to learn from you all.
If you’ve written a post, link up below!
If you haven’t posted your story/tips/ideas on how we can Support Beauty in Nature, it’s not too late. Feel free to do a post anytime this week and come back here to link up.
Even if you aren’t posting anything – make sure to visit those who do. See how they make a difference and look for ideas!
I’m off to hug a frickin’ tree!
REMINDER! PROJECT SUPPORT BEAUTY IN NATURE POST SHOULD GO UP TOMORROW!
There will be a Mr. Linky for you to sign with the URL for your post here tomorrow (Monday, February 11th). If you don’t know what I’m talking about, click the link above. And don’t forget to post your “Green” post and link up on Monday!
February 3rd – February 9th
I feel as if the giant from Jack and the Beanstalk grabbed one of my nostrils with both hands, stretched it out in unfathomable ways, and climbed inside my face. Then he took a dump… and died.
Yes. I’m sick.
So here I am typing to you, and I’m wondering if the cold medicine will allow me to finish this post before my head slams into the keyboard and I fill it with the Drool of Deep Slumber.
Dawn’s latest Showin’ off on Saturday Challenge was to name the “Top Five Songs That _____ ….” (fill in the blank). I’m going to twist this a bit. Because I have a problem following the rules. Unless they’re mine.
I’m going to give you 5 songs - each in a different category.
Song That Makes Me Sad
(but damn, she’s hot)
Song I Can’t Get Out Of My Head
Song That Makes Me Feel Happy-Go-Lucky
Flirts the Country Line Is Damn Country, But I Actually Like
(edited after a couple corrections)
Song That Makes Me Laugh A LOT
(Rated R for Excessive F-Bombs. Seriously.)
There’s a Meme for me over at Hello! Hey, it’s Me. that says I have to give you my top 10 playlist… but I don’t really have one? So I’ll just give you:
“5 Other Songs I’ve Listened to Lately, On Purpose”
All of Me by Billie Holiday (This song kills me with its wonderful.)
Numb by Pink
You Are So Beautiful by Joe Cocker
No Surprises by Radiohead
Toes by Norah Jones
Now it’s time for me to pass out in a snotty heap.
Alternate Title: Haiku de Hump Day
The elusive one
has decided to return.
She creeps slowly in…
I am happy to
welcome back Miss Libido.
She has been quite missed!
That is right, my friends.
The Carrolls found Wednesday is
good for “business time.”