Two weeks ago I finally was able to send Duane with my mom for a few hours. I've had a hard time with the idea of being away from my baby, but know that I'm going to have to be separated with him when we go to the hospital to have Avan. I didn't want Duane to associate his first time away from his parents with the day that we had Avan and I was really nervous about being away so I asked my mom if she would be willing to take Daune a few times before then just so both he and I could get used to it.
The past two Saturdays Duane has gone with his grandma for a while. The first week I struggled with it so much that my mom just took Duane to the McDonald's next to the Wal-Mart we were shopping at so I could know he was close. When we transferred Duane's car seat to my mom's vehicle and said goodbye, he cried for a few seconds then was fine. It took me a little longer. I was surprised that he didn't cry longer though, I was so sure he needed me THAT much. LOL
This past week, when we put Duane's car seat in my mom's car, he just waved bye to us and we went on our merry way. He was at grandma's house for nearly four hours and did wonderfully. He was spoiled rotten too! When we got there, he kept saying "go, go," which I think he was saying because he'd missed his nap and wanted to go home to his bed. But as we were leaving, he gave his grandparents a kiss, which says a lot about how much he loves them. Duane doesn't give kisses very often.
I was really impressed with how well Duane did and know that some of it has to do with my mom making him feel welcome and loved in her home. Thank you mommy! I think this little exercise was more for me than for Duane. :)
Monday, November 23, 2009
A B C
Duane learned his alphabet this past week. Yep, pretty impressive. He points at the letter A and says "o." Then he points at the letter B and says "o." Then he points at the letter C and says "o" and so on until he loses concentration.
Okay, so maybe it's a work in progress, but I think it's the funniest alphabet song I've ever heard.
Okay, so maybe it's a work in progress, but I think it's the funniest alphabet song I've ever heard.
Friday, November 20, 2009
Cutest Baby
This morning Duane woke up in a really good mood, which was odd because he's been sick with a fever. I've been giving him baby meds to bring down the fever, but he acts completely normal! I never would have known he was sick if it weren't for the high temps.
I was still in my own bed and could hear that Duane was awake. This was around 9am. He was in his crib saying, "Baby, baby" over and over again. I usually let him play for a bit before retrieving him from his bed, it usually makes the day go smoother. I think he needs that alone time in the morning because when I get him right out, he's cranky for a while. But today I wanted to check his fever. The last time I'd given him his medicine was 3am or so. When I went into his room, Duane was still saying "Baby! Baby!" and I could see that he was pointing to his baby that he'd left on the floor. Once free of his crib, he ran to the doll and picked it up, hugging it to his chest. A string of gibbber immediately started and Duane was telling me all about life. He went into the hall and said "Daddy." Which began an instant hunt for Pastor, who had gotten up early to finish some homework.
Duane looked for daddy in our bed, which is where he normally is at that time of the morning. When Pastor wasn't there, Duane went through the place yelling "Daddy?" Pastor was located seconds later in the front room. I went and sat on the sofa next to Pastor. Duane was already rifling through Pastor's sheets of homework, gibbergabbering about one thing or another in his own language. When I gave Duane a cookie, he took one for Pastor too.
When daddy was all done with homework, he went to brush his teeth and get ready to leave. Duane was his shadow. Pastor brushed his teeth and Duane asked for his own toothbrush. When Pastor was done in the bathroom, Duane followed him to our room then back to the front room and into the kitchen. Everything Pastor did Duane wanted to do as well.
It was time for Pastor to leave and he came and gave me a kiss goodbye. Duane, hot on his heels, kissed me on the arm at the same time. He gathered up his baby, which had since been discarded on the sofa, and went to the door like he was leaving with daddy to go to school that day. I was impressed when I told Duane he had to stay home and he didn't throw a tantrum. We waved goodbye to Pastor and came back in the apartment.
Duane was such a cute shadow this morning! He really loves his daddy.
Pictures may be awhile in coming. I'm taking them but our computer isn't working. I'm using Pastor's laptop which isn't all that great for uploading pics or video. When we figure out what's wrong with our CPU we'll start uploading pics again.
I was still in my own bed and could hear that Duane was awake. This was around 9am. He was in his crib saying, "Baby, baby" over and over again. I usually let him play for a bit before retrieving him from his bed, it usually makes the day go smoother. I think he needs that alone time in the morning because when I get him right out, he's cranky for a while. But today I wanted to check his fever. The last time I'd given him his medicine was 3am or so. When I went into his room, Duane was still saying "Baby! Baby!" and I could see that he was pointing to his baby that he'd left on the floor. Once free of his crib, he ran to the doll and picked it up, hugging it to his chest. A string of gibbber immediately started and Duane was telling me all about life. He went into the hall and said "Daddy." Which began an instant hunt for Pastor, who had gotten up early to finish some homework.
Duane looked for daddy in our bed, which is where he normally is at that time of the morning. When Pastor wasn't there, Duane went through the place yelling "Daddy?" Pastor was located seconds later in the front room. I went and sat on the sofa next to Pastor. Duane was already rifling through Pastor's sheets of homework, gibbergabbering about one thing or another in his own language. When I gave Duane a cookie, he took one for Pastor too.
When daddy was all done with homework, he went to brush his teeth and get ready to leave. Duane was his shadow. Pastor brushed his teeth and Duane asked for his own toothbrush. When Pastor was done in the bathroom, Duane followed him to our room then back to the front room and into the kitchen. Everything Pastor did Duane wanted to do as well.
It was time for Pastor to leave and he came and gave me a kiss goodbye. Duane, hot on his heels, kissed me on the arm at the same time. He gathered up his baby, which had since been discarded on the sofa, and went to the door like he was leaving with daddy to go to school that day. I was impressed when I told Duane he had to stay home and he didn't throw a tantrum. We waved goodbye to Pastor and came back in the apartment.
Duane was such a cute shadow this morning! He really loves his daddy.
Pictures may be awhile in coming. I'm taking them but our computer isn't working. I'm using Pastor's laptop which isn't all that great for uploading pics or video. When we figure out what's wrong with our CPU we'll start uploading pics again.
Thursday, November 19, 2009
Wednesday, November 18, 2009
Monday, November 2, 2009
Christmas Songs
I know, I know, I've seen people roll their eyes at how early Christmas decorations are put up in the stores or how early Christmas music is played on the radio. Maybe putting up my Christmas playlist so soon after Halloween is too early for some people, but I LOVE Christmas music. Pastor hates this time of year because I completely take over the radio. I figure two months of radio control out of twelve isn't that bad considering I let him listen to what he wants the rest of the time provided there's no swearing in the songs.
I'm sorry if my playlist is too early for anyone, but you can always press pause. :D
I'm sorry if my playlist is too early for anyone, but you can always press pause. :D
Saturday, October 31, 2009
Friday, October 30, 2009
Tuesday, October 27, 2009
Duane's Haircut
This is after our first round of cutting hair. Duane was too upset to keep going so I gave him a bath and will have to try again later to cut the trouble spots he refused to let me touch. Pastor will be home soon, I'm wondering if he'll shoot me. What do you think?
Saturday, October 24, 2009
Yes or No
YES or NO
Here are the rules:
1. You can ONLY answer Yes or No.
2. You are NOT ALLOWED to explain ANYTHING unless someone messages or comments you and asks. --and believe me, the temptation to explain some of these will be overwhelming nothing is exactly as it seems.
3. Tag some friends.
Been arrested?
Yes.
Kissed someone you didn't like?
No.
Slept in until 5 PM?
No.
Fallen asleep at work/school?
Yes.
Held a snake?
Yes.
Ran a red light?
No.
Been suspended from school?
No.
Experienced love at first sight?
No.
Totalled your car in an accident?
Yes.
Been fired from a job?
No.
Fired somebody?
No.
Sang karaoke?
Yes.
Pointed a gun at someone?
No.
Done something you told yourself you wouldn't?
Yes.
Laughed until something you were drinking came out your nose?
No.
Caught a snowflake on your tongue?
Yes.
Kissed in the rain?
No.
Had a close brush with death (your own)?
Yes.
Seen someone die?
No.
Played spin-the-bottle?
No.
Sang in the shower?
Yes.
Smoked a cigar?
No.
Sat on a rooftop?
Yes.
Smuggled something into another country?
No.
Been pushed into a pool with all your clothes?
No.
Broken a bone?
No.
Skipped school?
Yes.
Eaten a bug?
Yes.
Sleepwalked?
No.
Walked a moonlit beach?
No.
Rode a motorcycle?
Yes.
Dumped someone?
No.
Forgotten your anniversary?
No.
Lied to avoid a ticket?
Yes.
Ridden on a helicopter?
No.
Shaved your head?
No.
Played a prank on someone?
Yes.
Hit a home run?
Yes.
Felt like killing someone?
Yes.
Cross-dressed?
No.
Been falling-down drunk?
No.
Made your girlfriend/boyfriend cry?
No.
Eaten snake?
No.
Marched/Protested?
No.
Had Mexican jumping beans for pets?
No.
Puked on amusement ride?
No.
Seriously & intentionally boycotted something?
No.
Been in a band?
No.
Knitted?
No.
Been on TV?
No.
Shot a gun?
Yes.
Skinny-dipped?
No.
Caused someone to have stitches?
No.
Eaten a whole habenero pepper?
No.
Ridden a surfboard?
No.
Had surgery?
No.
Streaked?
No.
Taken by ambulance to hospital?
Yes.
Passed out when not drinking?
Yes.
Peed on a bush?
Yes.
Donated Blood?
Yes.
Grabbed electric fence?
Yes.
Eaten alligator meat?
No.
Eaten cheesecake?
Yes.
Eaten your kids' Halloween candy?
Yes.
Killed an animal when not hunting?
No.
Peed your pants in public?
Yes.
Snuck into a movie without paying?
Yes.
Written graffiti?
No.
Still love someone you shouldn't?
No.
Think about the future?
Yes.
Been in handcuffs?
Yes.
Believe in love?
Yes.
Sleep on a certain side of the bed?
Yes.
The people I tag are the people who read this! Ha ha!
Here are the rules:
1. You can ONLY answer Yes or No.
2. You are NOT ALLOWED to explain ANYTHING unless someone messages or comments you and asks. --and believe me, the temptation to explain some of these will be overwhelming nothing is exactly as it seems.
3. Tag some friends.
Been arrested?
Yes.
Kissed someone you didn't like?
No.
Slept in until 5 PM?
No.
Fallen asleep at work/school?
Yes.
Held a snake?
Yes.
Ran a red light?
No.
Been suspended from school?
No.
Experienced love at first sight?
No.
Totalled your car in an accident?
Yes.
Been fired from a job?
No.
Fired somebody?
No.
Sang karaoke?
Yes.
Pointed a gun at someone?
No.
Done something you told yourself you wouldn't?
Yes.
Laughed until something you were drinking came out your nose?
No.
Caught a snowflake on your tongue?
Yes.
Kissed in the rain?
No.
Had a close brush with death (your own)?
Yes.
Seen someone die?
No.
Played spin-the-bottle?
No.
Sang in the shower?
Yes.
Smoked a cigar?
No.
Sat on a rooftop?
Yes.
Smuggled something into another country?
No.
Been pushed into a pool with all your clothes?
No.
Broken a bone?
No.
Skipped school?
Yes.
Eaten a bug?
Yes.
Sleepwalked?
No.
Walked a moonlit beach?
No.
Rode a motorcycle?
Yes.
Dumped someone?
No.
Forgotten your anniversary?
No.
Lied to avoid a ticket?
Yes.
Ridden on a helicopter?
No.
Shaved your head?
No.
Played a prank on someone?
Yes.
Hit a home run?
Yes.
Felt like killing someone?
Yes.
Cross-dressed?
No.
Been falling-down drunk?
No.
Made your girlfriend/boyfriend cry?
No.
Eaten snake?
No.
Marched/Protested?
No.
Had Mexican jumping beans for pets?
No.
Puked on amusement ride?
No.
Seriously & intentionally boycotted something?
No.
Been in a band?
No.
Knitted?
No.
Been on TV?
No.
Shot a gun?
Yes.
Skinny-dipped?
No.
Caused someone to have stitches?
No.
Eaten a whole habenero pepper?
No.
Ridden a surfboard?
No.
Had surgery?
No.
Streaked?
No.
Taken by ambulance to hospital?
Yes.
Passed out when not drinking?
Yes.
Peed on a bush?
Yes.
Donated Blood?
Yes.
Grabbed electric fence?
Yes.
Eaten alligator meat?
No.
Eaten cheesecake?
Yes.
Eaten your kids' Halloween candy?
Yes.
Killed an animal when not hunting?
No.
Peed your pants in public?
Yes.
Snuck into a movie without paying?
Yes.
Written graffiti?
No.
Still love someone you shouldn't?
No.
Think about the future?
Yes.
Been in handcuffs?
Yes.
Believe in love?
Yes.
Sleep on a certain side of the bed?
Yes.
The people I tag are the people who read this! Ha ha!
Friday, October 23, 2009
Apple
Two days ago, while on our walk, Duane and I walked under an apple tree. Duane had his little bottle in his mouth like he usually does (he uses the nipple as a pacifier). He saw some apples that had fallen to the ground. He popped his bottle out of his mouth and said, "apple!" I'll have to try and get him to say it on the camcorder because it's the cutest thing he's ever said. I could listen to him say apple all day!
In other word news, Duane has learned to say "shoe" and says it quite frequently because he knows when we get our shoes on we're going somewhere and he loves to go. Another thing my boy has picked up on is saying "my ball!" to every ball he sees. It's no longer just a regular old ball, to him it's "my ball!" He also says "shot" referring to when he throws his balls into his crib, which he does almost every morning right after I get him out of bed. When I see him throw the balls in, I say "nice shot!" Now he says "shot" every time he gets a ball in. So cute.
Cheese has become one of Duane's favorite things to eat, I think that's because he can say "cheese!" when he wants it. It's also really cute when he wants his bottle and he goes around the apartment yelling "ba ba?" looking for it, something that he learned from me as well. Every time he wants a new bottle, I say "should we look for your ba ba?" and proceed to call it like it might answer.
Duane says "truck" too, and "star!" He loves to point out the star that hangs above our kitchen table and does so at every meal. I know there are more words that he's learned, but I can't think of them all right now. Hopefully I'll learn to use the camcorder again very soon.
Halloween Surprise!
I was trying to hint to Pastor that I liked these flowers from Smith's. I saw them and said "aw, these are sooo cute!" In the back of my mind I was thinking he might get them for a Halloween surprise later on. I was surprised right then when he put the flowers in the cart. I guess my Halloween surprise came early. Live flowers are always so much better than dead to me.
Tuesday, October 20, 2009
Wednesday, October 14, 2009
Strawberry Chocolate Chip Cookies
And, for anyone with little girls, these can be princess cookies rolled in princess diamonds and everything!
I think this recipe would be heavenly with white chocolate chips, but all we had were semi-sweet. I'll have to try that one day.
David Archuleta Christmas CD
I am so excited! Christmas will be all that much better. If I were any younger I might have had a huge crush on this young man. :D
Monday, October 12, 2009
Stuffed Peppers
For this dinner, I fried up some plantains and served brown rice on the side with salsa or hot sauce for anyone that wanted it. I also broke out the tortillas.
Sunday, October 11, 2009
Friday, October 9, 2009
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