Oh my dear Ryan, my middle child, or as my Nanie would call him, my knee baby. It is a fitting name. He is often at my knee, patiently waiting while I nurse Molly or change her diaper. He is there at my knee while I help Andrew read a book or work on a math lesson. But his favorite places are in my arms, on Chad's back, or by Andrew's side.
Ryan is such a sweet little guy. Everyone that knows him adores him. He isn't often very demanding, but he speaks up when he needs something and doesn't let others bully him around. He loves to give hugs. He has the squeakiest, cutest voice. He often pretends to be shy in new situations, which always surprises us, because he is anything but quiet at home. Ryan jabbers away nonstop at home. He is also VERY DARING and is covered with scrapes and bruises. (In this pic he is sporting a week old scrape he got when he fell down brick stairs and caught himself with his nose). He jumps off beds, stairs, furniture. He has the funniest little dance/hop/march. Ryan believes that he is 4, like Andrew. He tells everyone he meets, "I Ryan. I four." When we have friends over, Ryan often ignores the other 2 year olds and follows Andrew and his friends around. Ryan loves cars, trains, and super heroes. He loves to have his picture taken and loves music. Ryan loves to read books and will sit all afternoon listening to stories.
Ryan also says some pretty funny things of his own. I thought I'd end the post with some of our favorite sayings below.
"Can I hold you a little minute?"
"I'll try." (said with a gigantic grin anytime we ask him to do anything)
"Maw-we touch me! She touch me!" (high pitched excited voice)
Ryan cleaned the playroom this week and came and grabbed my hand.
"Check it out Baby!"
Last week in nursery a child pulled his hair. "You pulled my hair. That's not fair!"
Ryan grabbed the Spiderman comic book and told Andrew..."Sit down. I read you a stowy. Once Upon a time there Peter Pawker. (turns pages to the gun page) Oh no! Your Uncle Ben has been SHOPPING!" (It really says 'shot').
Molly turned 4 months old this week. She is 13 pounds. Her newest trick this week is blowing bubbles with her spit. Then she gets so tickled with herself that she can't do it anymore because she is laughing and spitting at the same time. It is hilarious. She loves music and tries to sing along. She is successfully grabbing things and placing them straight into her mouth. This also sends her into giggly hysterics.
Molly continues to love sucking on her toes and fingers. She is still a great sleeper, though she has started nursing in the middle of the night. Unfortunately for us both, we found out Mommy should still not eat chocolate and nurse. (Can't blame me for trying though, right?)
My boys have reached that age. The milestone that all little boys must reach on their road to manhood. The one that differentiates them from their Disney Princess loving counterparts. That is the discovery and love of SUPER HEROES! This blog entry is dedicated to this new passion of theirs so I can remember all the cute things they have said and done involving super heroes.
My boys haven't ever seen a super hero cartoon and until recently had never seen a comic book, but somehow, someway, they know the names of all of the Super Heroes. Thanks to YouTube, we have found an unending supply of footage of their favorites, thoughtfully edited by others to be appropriate for a 2 and 4 year old with an overprotective mommy. Did you remember that Spiderman used to be on the old Electric Company? I hadn't until we were searching around on YouTube. Those episodes are great! They are actually reading lessons perfect for Andrew's reading level! We have also found lots of videos of Spiderman, Batman, and Superman and all their theme songs. We watch them over and over and over again.
Superman is Andrew's favorite because he flies in outer space and wears a big S (for super and Scribner)! I am sure you have noticed by now on our blog that Andrew wears his Superman shirt every time I do laundry. He waits next to the dryer and waits for the buzzer to go off. All the motivation he needs to have good behavior these days is a promise to take his Superman shirt away if he doesn't act Super! Oh how I am hoping that works for a few more weeks!
Ryan has chosen Spiderman as his hero. Several weeks ago we went to Old Navy where Andrew chose out his Superman shirt. Ryan refused to choose a shirt. Every one we showed him he threw on the floor. It was very unlike him and I was confused. Then last week at the mall he chose the Spiderman shirt from Old Navy. (There had not been one a few weeks earlier). He was apparently holding out for his favorite! This was much to Andrew's disappointment, who wanted Ryan to be Batman or Christopher ROBIN. Ryan runs around the house singing "Piderman's" Theme Song.
At home and in public they wear reversible super hero capes I made them for Christmas. Super Heroes dominate most of our conversations. Tonight at dinner Andrew asked, "Mommy, which was the first Super Hero on the Earth?" Poor boy, he hasn't learned yet that Mommy was a Strawberry Shortcake and Herself the Elf loving girl, and is absolutely clueless when it comes to such things as super powers. He is gradually catching on though. He turned to Daddy when my answer wasn't good enough and Daddy googled to find the answer. (Any guesses?)
Andrew wants to have a Superhero birthday party. His cousin Alex and another good friend are also having Super Hero birthday parties coming up. What in the world will I do that is fun and original after he has already been to 2 identically themed parties? Luckily we are last, so I can brazenly steal all of Jen's and Laura's fabulous ideas!
The T-shirt we got Ryan came with a reprinted copy of the first Spiderman comic book. The boys have read it until it has fallen apart. Those of you who have read it or seen the movie, know Uncle Ben gets shot. (Andrew has an Uncle Ben and was quite upset/intrigued by this storyline). Here are a couple of conversations that Chad and Andrew had after we had a long talk about guns and safety.
A: I'm going to shoot a gun when I'm a cub scout.
C: Is that what cub scouts do? (unsure where the whole scout thing fits in).
A: Um, yeah. I think I'll get an orange gun when I'm a cub scout.
(Some more dialog in between.)
C: In the Spiderman story, why did the burglar shoot uncle Ben?
A: He must have been a cub scout.
A: What shoots from a gun?
A: What are bullets?
C: They're little metal things. They're very dangerous and can hurt people.
A: Superman shoots from his eyes like this (blinks eyes with exaggeration and repeatedly).
C: What does he shoot from his eyes?
A: I don't know. What does he shoot from his eyes?
C: Lasers. That's just make believe.
A: When I was taking my rest downstairs and I was opening my eyes like this (again blinks eyes repeatedly), I saw things shoot out of them.
C: What did you see shoot out of your eyes?
A: Make believe. It was purple.
A-Daddy, are there 3 m's in Mommy?
A-There are 2 d's in daddy, no wait 3, right?
A-But there are a lot of d's in the Superman song. There are all d's. No wait, I think there's some u's too!
We thought we would share some footage of the boys singing the theme songs. Chad condensed it down as much as he could. There's one longer video of the boys singing all 3 songs they know, but the short one is just a really funny snippet from the longer video. It's an ATTEMPT at singing just one of the songs. If you have the 'super' patience to watch a 6+ min video, then I recommend you watch the longer one first. The shorter one is just the funniest part of the longer video, but by no means the only funny part. I am afraid that perhaps Andrew is developing some of my perfectionist tendencies after all.
First the longer video. Yes, it's over 6 minutes long, but it's action-packed. Not a dull moment... really. After all, they are singing superhero songs.
And here's the shorter video. Again, this is just the funniest part of the longer video.
My littlest sister,Rachel, came and stayed with me this week. I love having her here and it never seems long enough to me and probably too long for her. We had a blast canning peaches, corn and green beans together, shopping, going to the movies, and taking the kids on outings, like Chuck E. Cheese. We also managed to squeeze in some time to do college research and AP projects.
At the end of the week we drove down to Bragg to take Rachel home and to say good-bye to Emily before she heads back out to BYU. We were supposed to go to the beach, but it was rainy. Instead we headed to the children's museum and to the 82nd Airborne Museum. Both were awesome and both had special programs on Saturday. We all went, but somehow, Molly, Chad, Papa, and I all avoided the camera.
The children's museum had a special train show that day, much to the delight of the train enthusiasts in our family (Andrew, Ryan and Nana). The boys and their Aunts had a fun time playing dress up and trying out lots of different careers.
At the military museum there happened to be an anniversary celebration for the 82nd Airborne, so there were special exhibits outside that are not normally there. They got to climb inside military vehicles and see many soldiers in uniform. My boys were exposed to more weapons in that 1 hour time period than all their young years previous experience combined. There were helicopters, tanks, boats, airplanes, parachutes, and artillery. They were in little boy heaven. It was such a wonderful experience to be there with my dad, a career military man and member of the 82nd Airborne and to share with my sons stories and pictures of REAL SUPER HEROES, like their Papa and Uncle Chuck. I felt humbled and had tears in my eyes more than once. I highly recommend this experience to anyone who lives close enough to go with your families. It is free to the public and very well done.
We've gone from a thumb sucking "prodigy" to a toe eating monkey this week. A light bulb went off in Molly's head on Wednesday and she was very excited to figure out that SHE was the one that controlled her arms and legs. She found her toes, and promptly placed them in her mouth. She figured out how to roll over from her back to her tummy (she had already mastered the opposite). AND she figured out how to move the toys on her activity center to make noise. She is an even happier girl (if that is possible) now that she can find her way back to her tummy in the middle of the night. But with cute little piggies to suck on, who needs to lie on their tummy and suck a thumb? I can't wait to hear the comments in the grocery store while she nibbles away on those.
Molly is apparently an extremely talented thumbsucker. Whenever we are out in public people are constantly pointing out her thumb sucking. Like they have never seen a baby suck her thumb. "Look at that, she is sucking her thumb. Come here Momma, that baby is sucking her thumb." "Oh Darling, look at that baby. She's got her thumb in her mouth." Seriously? This is noteworthy? Perhaps we should alert the press. I mean she is dang cute, but isn't this typical baby behavior? Now if she was sucking her elbow or perhaps her own ear, that would be impressive!
Miss Molly is also drooling a lot! Which isn't very ladylike, and neither are the soggy necklines on all her clothes. But luckily no one stops me to point out that my baby's cute outfits are damp.
We went to Pinehurst to celebrate Chad's Dad's birthday last weekend, but I fell asleep updating last Sunday and the pics didn't make it up. We had a great time in the pool together and back at the house riding bikes and scooters. We finished up the evening with some of Emily's delicious chocolate cake...at least I hear it is delicious. I am looking forward to 2 months and 1 week from now when I can try some. Not that I am counting down or anything. :)
(Here's Baby Blueberry in her blueberry dress made by her very talented Nana ).
A friend of ours kindly offered to shoot a few pics of us as a family, since we didn't really have any of us together since Molly was born. Thanks for being so patient with us, Jenner! You were so sweet to take time out of your very busy week and it is much appreciated! (And I am more than a little jealous of her awesome camera)!
"One day, many long years from now you will look at these pictures and understand the full import of holding in your arms a child three generations younger, who is in some small degree a continuum of yourself. "
There is a picture of myself as the baby with my mom, nanie, and my mom's grandmother. I cherish that picture and have always wanted to have a little girl so that I could duplicate the same experience. This week my dream came true.
Molly continues to be a delightful little girl. Her newest tricks this week include blowing bubbles (which we continually had to wipe off her chin during the photo shoot) and rolling over. She is not one bit pleased with the whole rolling over thing. She does it in her sleep and is then very mad until we roll her back over to her tummy. Molly is also a very talented thumb sucker. I haven't had one of those yet. She is still all giggles and smiles when she is awake. She is a very social child and jabbers constantly. This week she was sitting in the playroom in her Bumbo chair and started "talking." Andrew noticed and came over and started talking back to her. She responded, much to his delight, and they had a very long talk together. It was wonderful for Andrew to have an audience, and Molly couldn't have been happier to oblige.