Sam’s Mom

My happy baby boy is up in his crib for nighty night time.  It was  nice day. I left him with Daddy this morning, and went out shopping with his Aunt.  It was a nice break.  Never stop thinking about him though, most all i bought was for him. New chair for kitchen, car seat, clothes, bananas…..

When I came home, my sister had called and wanted to hang out, so I packed up Sam and off we went to her house.  He played so good with his cousins. We had a nice dinner.

Sam practiced going up and down the two steps between their living room and dining room. He has never gone down steps like that. He was doing well, I forgot tobe concerned. Well, what do you know?  the second I let my guard down he falls flat on his face! The mean old kitty bit him too while he was playing with her. He recooperated nicely from all this trauma.

The funniest part of the evening was when his cousin saw that faaling down the stairs and crying got Sam tea. She ran across the room, threw herself on the floor, flat on her face and proceeded to cry! It was quite hilarious, really.

I really like that Annalise is so close in age to Sam.  He will always have a cousin near hi age to play with, and Cindy’s baby won’t be far behind. I remember playing with my cousins.  I wasn’t often, but it is a part of my childhood I won’t forget.

Ok, time to recharge for tomorrow’s round.

It is the end of a long day and I keep hearing Elma?, Is your name Elma?" on the WAY TOO LOUD television, and my toddler is leaning over the gate chattering aat me. I am on noise overload.  I did try to explain this to my husband, and he turned the tv down - for ten seconds or so.

I had a great time with the boy today.  We played with his keyboard, took a long walk, read some books, baked some cookies, but I am SO ready for this child to go to bed today.  He got up at 6:30 am, earlier than usual, and I am fried.

I would initiate the bedtime routine, but it is really my break time, adn the boy is playing quite happily. And, oh look, there is Daddy, being such a good Daddy playing with the boy, by………….BANGING ON THE XYLOPHONE, UGH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

ok, done with this for now - too tired and grumpy.

Will add pics of the boy baking cookies later.

The past two days my boy, Sam, seemed to explode (again).  That’s what I call it when he suddenly gets a whole bunch of new skills or does a bunch of new things at once!

Yesterday in Walmart he heard a phone ring - I heard it somewhere in the background noise too - but it didn’t really register until I looked at my son babbling with his hand on his ear!  He sure didn’t miss it.

Last night at home, I showed him a plastic triangle that goes in his pegboard.  After that he could identify a single triangle across the floor or in a group of 2, 3, 4, or 5 other shapes. All I had to do is say "Where is the triangle?" and he would grab it every time. no kidding - he had 100% accuracy on this - so I showed him a circle and told him what it was and he performed just as well even when circle and triangle were in the same group.  I was so impressed!  This morning he could still do the triangle and identified a triangle in a book as well.

Sam "helped" me in the grocery store today.  He pushes the cart by the bar across the bottom ( has a fit whenever it stops). The way I solved this was by having him pick the items I needed and put them in the cart.  Lots of fun for Sammy - tons of work for Mommy. We went shopping when the store wasn’t too busy - so he could walk around.  It was kinda fun, though I wouldn’t try that on a full length shopping trip!

At home he went to where the garbage is to throw something away when we finished with it.  I didn’t ask him to do this. He knows where things are kept too. He will point in the direction of where his binky’s are when he is tired. He’ll also grab an afghan and lay on it- but not go to sleep - certainly not- unless he is in his crib.

Anyway there are a million other things in a day that when I see them I can’t believe he is not even 15 months old yet - but then again I realize 15 months is a while to get used to one’s environment. The short of it is, I am not sure if he is super bright or if I am just totally enamored by my son.

All that aside, I am having an absolute ball these days.  I do not understand why peopl say it is harder once they start walking.  i have found it progressively easier. There is so much he can do "with" me and to help me on his feet that he couldn’t before. I just have to be creative enough to include him so he thinks its about him while I do what I "have" to do. It’s a juggling act, but boy I do love it.