iPhone Photo Drop

It’s time for yet another photo drop, along with a mish-mash of cute stories that I’ve been meaning to record.
Last week Clare and I took Sammy to his one-year check up at the pediatrician.  As we expected, Sammy is perfectly healthy, off-the-charts in size and looks, and meets or exceeds all milestones.  Also, as expected, he didn’t even notice when he got his shots since he was to busy flirting with his favorite nurse.  He’s weighing in at 26.5 lbs. (oof) and 32 inches long.  Roughly the size of an 18 month old… a large 18 month old.  I mentioned to the doctor that I didn’t think that Sammy was that verbal.  I said “he isn’t saying mama or dada yet, but he says dog, car, Clare, woof…” the our doctor interrupted me and said “yeah, that’s verbal Heather.”  Oh, OK.  

Also during that doctor’s visit, Clare got a flu shot.  She was really upset by it crying out “the nurse huuuuurt me!”  I held her hand, sang to her during the shot, gave her a sticker afterwards, and told her what a brave girl she was.  Then it was my turn to get a flu shot, so Clare held my hand, sang Twinkle Little Star to me, and as we were leaving said “I’m so proud of you for not crying Mama.  You were so brave!”

Sammy is really starting to imitate our gestures and actions.  He’s so low-key that we forget sometimes how observant he is.  If he sees a hair brush he will brush his hair with it.  He stirs the little pots on the stove in the kids’ kitchen.  The cutest is when he finds a tissue he brings it to his nose and blows a raspberry into it – imitating when we blow our nose.

Our girl is seriously strong-willed, verbal and, dare I say, bossy.  The other day she told me “Mama, when you like something you need to say ‘OK’ or ‘yes’ not ‘that’s a good plan’ or ‘alright.’  I don’t like it when you say ‘alright.'”  Excuse me?  Then she consented “You can say ‘a good plan’ when we are outside.  But not inside.”  She’s also very particular about who she’s talking to – “No Daddy, I asked Mama if I could have a piece of candy.  I will talk when I’m finished.”  So we have lots, and lots, of discussions about nice words, being polite, how words can make people feel bad, and practicing using please, thank you and excuse me.  

Sammy is, as I’ve mentioned, very busy and into EVERYTHING.  The bathroom is one of his favorite places to explore, and he gets into some trouble there.  I’ve discovered a new trick while I’m getting ready in there and that’s to put him in a dry bath tub.  He loves it and happily plays with his toys and the shampoo  bottles, and I love it because he can’t get out!  I only wish I had thought of this when Clare was a baby.

Clare spent the night at Grandma and Grandpa’s last weekend.  She loved it, of course,and Grandma sent me this picture of her in the morning “reading the paper.”  My favorite story of the weekend was when Clare was playing the little thumb harp and looked up at my mom saying “I’m a lady of music Grandma.”

This little bruiser got his first pair of shoes last weekend.  We originally went to Target but quickly found that the shoes didn’t fit onto his feet. We ended up at Stride Rite, measured his feet and discovered that he needs an Extra Wide shoe.  I may have referred to his feet as “blocks.”  As we left, $40 later, the sales lady said “see you next mont when you need the next size.”  Ha ha ha sales lady…

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