(Note: I envision this being a multi-part series).
Don't lick the dog. Yucky.
Those cookies are for puppies, not for Bradys.
How would you like it if the doggie drank your water?
Poopy needs to go in the potty.
Where are your pants supposed to go? Not there, silly!
No, we can't wear your monkey jacket today. The monkeys are sleeping and we don't want to wake them up.
Tuesday, January 5, 2010
Sunday, January 3, 2010
December Rush
Now that the holidays are over I feel like I can finally sit down and take a minute to breathe. They went exceptionally well this year. We got to visit with friends and family, we got to take some (much needed) time off work and most importantly, got to spend a lot of time with Brady.
He still doesn't quite grasp what all the hoopla is about, and doesn't yet understand Santa, but was enthralled with the Christmas tree and the ornaments. The few train ornaments we have he immediately dubbed "Tommy" and he loved the presents, which he calls "Happy Birthdays". By the time Christmas morning rolled around, he was saying Merry Christmas and was more than ready to rip into the "happy birthdays" that had been under the tree.
Speaking of those, I will remember 2009 as the year of the obnoxious noise-making toys. It seems like everything he got this year sings some little ditty which Brady delights in playing over and over.
Day after Christmas saw a few days worth of visits from my mom and dad, who, thankfully, brought toys that are both 1) self powered and 2) non-noise making. It was a great visit and Brady provided constant entertainment to my parents. Apparently the feeling was mutual as Brady has been asking where they are ever since they left.
New Year's Eve was uneventful and to be honest, I was in bed before midnight and don't regret the extra hours of sleep for one minute. The New Year itself started off a bit rocky as Brady woke up in a snit and was completely miserable for about and hour and a half before he snapped out of it. I never cease to marvel how a child can seem to almost get too much sleep, while I can't seem to ever get enough.
Tonight brings the end of our respective vacations, and with that our "normal" routines resume tomorrow. Back to work and daycare we go with New Year's resolutions, or lack thereof, hanging out there. . . hopefully 2010 will bring many good things.
My New Year's resolution involves running the Pittsburgh Half Marathon, which happens the first weekend in May. 13.1 miles is a LONG way to run for a girl who hates to run. However, I will be running it with some friends and my goal is merely to just finish. . .and maybe not to die in the attempt. :-)
He still doesn't quite grasp what all the hoopla is about, and doesn't yet understand Santa, but was enthralled with the Christmas tree and the ornaments. The few train ornaments we have he immediately dubbed "Tommy" and he loved the presents, which he calls "Happy Birthdays". By the time Christmas morning rolled around, he was saying Merry Christmas and was more than ready to rip into the "happy birthdays" that had been under the tree.
Speaking of those, I will remember 2009 as the year of the obnoxious noise-making toys. It seems like everything he got this year sings some little ditty which Brady delights in playing over and over.
Day after Christmas saw a few days worth of visits from my mom and dad, who, thankfully, brought toys that are both 1) self powered and 2) non-noise making. It was a great visit and Brady provided constant entertainment to my parents. Apparently the feeling was mutual as Brady has been asking where they are ever since they left.
New Year's Eve was uneventful and to be honest, I was in bed before midnight and don't regret the extra hours of sleep for one minute. The New Year itself started off a bit rocky as Brady woke up in a snit and was completely miserable for about and hour and a half before he snapped out of it. I never cease to marvel how a child can seem to almost get too much sleep, while I can't seem to ever get enough.
Tonight brings the end of our respective vacations, and with that our "normal" routines resume tomorrow. Back to work and daycare we go with New Year's resolutions, or lack thereof, hanging out there. . . hopefully 2010 will bring many good things.
My New Year's resolution involves running the Pittsburgh Half Marathon, which happens the first weekend in May. 13.1 miles is a LONG way to run for a girl who hates to run. However, I will be running it with some friends and my goal is merely to just finish. . .and maybe not to die in the attempt. :-)
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