Weekend Things

We stopped by Nola and Nopsi’s house after school on Friday and the brothers played together. Riley also had to finish his lunch before he could have a snack.

I took Riley to a classmate’s (Cameron) birthday party at Chuck E. Cheese on Saturday morning. That is a loud place.

  

We went to Josh and Amy’s house on Saturday afternoon to watch the Saints game with our friends. They unfortunately lost to the Seahawks.

  

On Sunday morning we took a long family walk around our neighborhood. Then when Rory woke up from his morning nap we decided to spend the rest of the day outside at the zoo. We picked up Dat Dog for lunch (yum) and joined lots of other locals with the same idea as us.

We headed straight to the playground area with our grub and had a little picnic. We also lucked out and got to see the giraffes being fed. They were so close to us, and both boys seemed to love seeing them munch on carrots. Riley later said they were his favorite part of the day.

  

Both boys passed out in the car about 2.2 seconds after we drove out of the parking lot. They even slept through our stop at the library.

Sunday evening did not go at all how Kenny and I had thought it would. I noticed earlier on in the day that Riley’s right eye looked red and goopy, and I immediately thought he could have pinkeye. It didn’t get better as the day went on, so Kenny suggested we take him to an urgent care facility.

We headed there after the library, and Riley woke up in a supremely foul mood right after I had finished filling out all of the paperwork. We made it through the visit with the doctor, but only just barely. He was very unhappy and a little scared. He even reached out for my hand to hold when the doctor was examining him. Sweet boy.

The doc confirmed pinkeye and sent us home with a prescription for antibiotic eye drops that we are to use three times a day for a week. Luckily, the drops worked really fast; the redness and the goopiness went away very quickly. He had to stay home from school on Monday but was back with Ms. Amanda on Tuesday.

Minus the Saints’ loss and the unfortunate pinkeye setback, it really was a nice weekend. Glorious weather, spending time with family and friends, and making memories with my three boys.

Doesn’t get much better than that.

A Fox, a Penguin, and a Wonk Potatoes

Once upon a time, there was a fox.

 

But nobody really knew what the fox said.

 

Until a penguin came along.

But as it turns out, he couldn’t figure out what the fox said either.

 

That made the penguin a little sad.

Luckily, a wonk potatoes made the fox and the penguin feel better.

 

Nobody ever knows what he says either, but we love him just the same.

Ten Months {Rory}

Rory is ten months old today! There have been many new developments since his last birthday post, so let’s get right to it.

He weighs 25.2 pounds and measures about 29 inches tall. He is wearing anywhere from a size 12-month to 18-month in clothing and is in a size 4 diaper. (By comparison, at the same age his big brother weighed 24 pounds and measured 29 inches tall. I went back to Riley’s ten month post and read what he had accomplished by now, and I’ll say one thing: Rory is way behind. WAY behind.)

Here’s what happened this past month:

• We are supposed to be transitioning him to chunkier foods, but I had so many stage twos left that I continued to give him those most of the month. He ate pretty well, except when he was sick a couple of weeks ago. But then I had the nerve to give him his first taste of a stage 3 (chicken noodle) on January 9, after which he lost practically the entire contents of his stomach. So we’ll need to work on that.
• He still clamps his mouth shut when he doesn’t want any more, but he has also started pushing the spoon away, too, for extra effect.

• Finger foods aren’t progressing all that well either. He seems to like regular Cheerios okay, as well as Gerber cheese puffs. Still no interest in Puffs, though. I have also tried to give him little pieces of various things, like bagel, banana, ham, etc., but he makes awful faces and pushes everything out with his tongue. Getting him to eat table food is going to be quite a challenge. He just doesn’t like the textures.
• He still drinks four bottles a day, ranging from 6-8 ounces each, and he’s starting to hold the bottle on his own every now and then. His spit-up issue is also essentially gone, aside from the very occasional and minor incident.

• His first tooth finally poked through on December 26. He still isn’t drooling as much as his brother did while teething, but his gums definitely seem to be bothering him. So it’s no surprise that he is often chewing on something throughout the day.
• He started popping his paci out of his mouth and then putting it back in, so I added a “pop!” sound effect each time he does it, which makes him smile.
• His first word was most definitely “mama.” He says it quite often.

• When he’s holding something and I need him to switch it to his other hand so I can get him dressed, undressed, etc., he instantly complies when I tell him “switch hands.”
• He first crawled on December 27 and hasn’t stopped since. He gets around really well now. He can also sit himself up on his own; I first found him sitting up in his crib on December 30.

• He can support his own weight while standing and holding onto something and seems to love his new vantage point. He has also just started to try to pull himself up, but he hasn’t quite figured it out yet.

• He is very attuned to some of his daily routine: he automatically leans forward when I go to put his bib on before a meal, and he pulls his arms down and back so I can strap him into his highchair, too. He also switches hands without me having to prompt him when I wash his arms in the tub. Smart boy.
• He loves playing with doorstops. He is also starting to enjoy playing by himself on the floor, mostly with anything that’s his brother’s, like the shopping cart. But he does still like to know that I’m close by.

• I’m trying to teach him to clap his hands, and he seems to understand somewhat. I’ve also had to start telling him “no-no” since he has started crawling. He’s getting into things he hadn’t even noticed before. He’ll stop, sit up, and look at me, but I don’t think he really knows what “no” means yet.
• He is very ticklish on his sides and under his arms. I’ve gotten some good laughs out of him when I play tickle monster!
• A bit of shyness developed this past month: when someone greets him, he’ll sometimes smile but turn away and bury his face into me. So cute.

Ten months old!

  

Video Monday: Crawl, Baby, Crawl

Well, it’s official. As of about two weeks ago, Rory is crawling. And very interested in all of Riley’s toys. Only now he can actually get to them all.

I see many an argument between the brothers in my future.

Happy Monday!

Sleepy Sprout, Part Four

 

 

  

Then there are these last two, from our trip back across the lake after visiting Grandma and Grandpa one day in mid-December. Riley was pretty typically out, blanket and giraffey not too far away from him.

But then there was Rory, with his makeshift snake paci.

So. Funny.

Happy weekend, y’all, and GEAUX SAINTS!!!