For as much as Matthew is my easy going, happy, lovable little boy, he can be SUCH trouble maker. He finds ways to get into trouble that Ian (at 4) hasn’t managed to discover.
Matthew instigates fights with Ian by literally pushing him around. He can be found standing up on and/or dancing on top of our end tables, coffee table or even the dining room table and chairs. He pretty much will climb on anything that has a remotely flat surface. He’ll eat ANYTHING that he finds on the ground/floor so we have to be obsessive about keeping the floor clean. Despite that, we still are constantly fishing stuff out of his mouth. He uses his jaws of steal to gnaw on and break toys so we’re constantly having to throw out stuff he’s chewed up. He opens cabinet doors and drawers and loves to pull everything out.
He is, quite simply, one of those kids that you can’t take your eyes off of because the second you do, he’s managed to get a hold of something you swore you just put on top of the frig. (And it will likely have spit and teeth marks all over it by the time you get it away from him.)
Last Wednesday night, I was holding him after he ate dinner and he was messing with his nose (sticking his finger in his nose, a lovely behavior he learned from Ian). I pulled his finger out and thought I saw a booger inside.
He’s got a bit of a cold and tends to get crusted over so I did a typical mom thing and stuck my pinky finger nail in his nose to clean him out. Lo and behold: OUT CAME A PIECE OF CARROT!!!! A short while later, I thought something else might be in there and indeed, I fished out a second piece.
A couple of weekends back, we took the boys out to play in the snow. When we came back inside, we took Matthew’s pants off because they were wet. A short while later, he went down for his afternoon nap in just a tshirt and diaper. Guess what we found after naptime?
Saturday, I had to repeatedly pull him off this matchbox car racing ramp at the children’s musuem.
I swear to God that child is going to take years off my life. Good thing he’s so darn adorable. 🙂
I wanted a way to document Ian as he is right now but in a silly, creative way.
Scrapping resources:
Vintage Old World Map,Journaling Bundle, PDQ Template 21-5, Photo Stacks, Grungy Grids, Dates Stamps (altered for my use), Lucky Charm, Lucky Stars, Background Templates, Metal Shop – Pewter, Love of My Life, 1942 Report Font
Sorry this is so late, I was avoiding the photo editing process like the plague. 🙂
Ian’s birthday fell in the middle of the week so we planned to split the festivities in two. Wednesday (his actual birthday) would be spent with my side of the family and then Saturday, with Mike’s family.
Wednesday, Mike and I rushed through some post-work errands and then got home to prep dinner and the house for the birthday party. We had the crockpot going all day to make a homemade tomato-y pot roast type recipe (I will post at a later date about this) and all we had left to do was make the roasted garlic new potatoes. Mike was already most of the way done on the potatoes by the time I got home so I focused on decorating the house and getting everything else ready.
Close up of the 3 layer cake I made earlier in the week:
In hindsight, I shouldn’t have put the presents out early because Ian nagged for about an hour and half to open them.
Ian opened the presents soooo sloooowly.
It was a great birthday!
Saturday, Mike’s parents and sister came over to our house to celebrate Ian’s birthday. We went to Red Robin for lunch where Matthew attempted to break a world record on the number of napkins used in any one meal (and make me go insane in the process). After a crazy and hectic meal, we went back home and did presents and ice cream.
(Matthew was such a mess at the restaurant that I took his shirt off and he wore his white undershirt home. LOL)
We all had a wonderful time on Saturday!
On Thursday afternoon, I took Ian to his 4 year well child visit at the pediatrician’s office. I was a little worried about how he’d do because several of his visits have gone really bad. I warned him where we were going and promised him a trip to the library and to get some ice cream if he acted like a big boy. On our way there, I told him that he wasn’t getting any “arm medicine” (shots) and that the doctor wanted to see how big and tall he was growing. That all they would do is weigh him, measure how tall he was, look in his ears and mouth, etc, etc.
He kind of freaked out about the exam while we were in the examining room with the nurse (particularly the ears/mouth thing) so the nurse did a good job of easing his fears. Ian felt much better about it after she went through a super fast, simplified version of the doctor’s exam. He got changed into an open backed gown and we waited for the doctor to come in.
When the doctor came in, Ian kind of got scared again but did a good job of keeping it under control. The doctors showed me Ian’s height and weight on the percentile chart thingy (very technical terminology). Ian was 44 inches tall (94%) and 39 pounds (81%). I was a little freaked out about that 81% on weight but the doctor showed me his BMI chart which basically showed that he had a completely healthy BMI. If anything, in the past he was leaning more towards the underweight/too skinny side of life. This pretty much “meshes” with my overall perception of his body/weight. He seems to be a very healthy, proportional size and the BMI calculation supports that.
The doctor noticed that Ian hadn’t been in to see them since his well child visit last year when he turned 3. How about that! Pretty healthy for a little guy!
Next up was the questions and physical portion of the visit. Ian did a pretty good job pushing through the fear when his mouth and ears were examined. I think next year he’ll be that much braver!
I asked the doctor about Ian’s mouth because Ian had been sleeping poorly and constantly asking for medicine. He’d also been complaining about “cuts in his mouth”. When I asked Ian if his throat hurt, he’d tell me “no” so I had no idea what was going on. The pediatrician looked in his mouth and said he was starting to cut his molars. So, that would explain the “cuts in his mouth” issue. Since then, Ian really hasn’t complained about it too much.
Ian’s all caught up on his shots so after I got him dressed, we were clear to go run our errands. We don’t go back until he turns (::gulp::) 5!
I’m actually 100% caught up on photo taking and scrapping for my P365 thing. Unfortunately, I’m behind on blogging. 🙂
Scrapping resources:
-Template: Little Moments, Big Memories-Week/Digital Scrapbook Place
-Background #1: Cabanarama by Brandy Buffington/2ps
-Background #2, background #3 and week stamps: A Year to Remember: Project 365 by Little Dreamer Designs
-Days of week and “week of” labels: Cathy Zielske’s Layered Template 26 at Designer Digitals
-Alpha: Times New Roman
