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I Swear I’m Still Alive

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I didn’t mean to disappear for so long. I’ve been super busy being super lazy, and that’s a terrible excuse, and for that I’m sorry. 🙂

To make up for it, I’ll share some wonderful videos. Mainly because every once in a while I go back and look at old videos of Doodle, and I figure – if I adore them, so will you, right?

So here’s Doodle when he was just a month old or so when he had the hiccups. Turn the volume up and listen intently at about the 6-second mark – he seriously sounds like a flippin’ squeaky toy:

Then there’s our first (and only) episode of “Learning to Sign with Doodle” – here he is teaching you pig, boy, girl, eat, more, please, and sorry. This was about a year and a half ago. Crazy how much he’s changed:

And now, just a few weeks ago, singing one of our all-time favorite songs around here. (Also, this one’s kind of for “ABC”):

It is absolutely incredible watching the progression of a life from a tiny random-noise-making lump of baby into a real little person singing a song with mostly the right lyrics.

In other news, I’m fairly certain I’ve developed the most absolutely perfect cookies ever. Peanut butter and devil’s food pudding with peanut butter and chocolate chips. Seriously, heaven. Or hell, you know, with the whole “devil” bit… Hmmm… Either way, amazing!

Also, I’ve been working a little. It’s all part time and from home, but it’s been interesting trying to throw some structure into my very unstructured life as a stay at home mama. Especially since Jake’s transfer at his work finally pulled through, and that has meant a good four weeks or so of no idea what his schedule will be more than a few days in advance…

And we quit smoking. Go us. As I was posting it on facebook (because, you know, that’s what we do in this age, we post everything on facebook), I kind of giggled a bit, wondering how many of my friends would be shocked to know that we were even smoking. We never really hid the fact that we smoked, but we kind of kept to a smoke around smokers, don’t smoke around non-smokers kind of habit for the past 2 1/2 years or so that we started smoking again.

And I started trying to be healthy – aside from the whole best cookies ever bit. Healthy like green smoothies every morning, fresh fruit and veggie snacks all day kind of healthy. Baking the cookies has really helped occupy me whenever I’m sitting around bored and would normally just step outside and smoke, snacking on the cookies and the fresh fruits and veggies has made for really easy replacement of hand-to-mouth goodness when I’ve wanted to smoke, and the green smoothies are really helping me wake up with a really good feeling that I don’t want to screw up by smoking throughout the day. And I’ve got so much more energy now! It seriously doesn’t feel like a crazy chore anymore to just get up and do the dishes or throw a load of laundry in. I really feel good, and I can actually do my job. It’s nice. 🙂

Megos

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My Doodle loves “Megos”.  My husband loves Legos.  Match made in heaven.  🙂

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Forgive the underoos.  As I’ve said a few times, it’s nearly impossible to keep him in pants for an extended period of time.

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I’m fairly certain Jake is enjoying playing just as much as Doodle is.  Maybe even more so.

He’s such a good dad.  🙂  He can’t wait until Doodle is old enough for “real” Legos.  Building spaceships, towers, robots, dinosaurs… whatever else boys build with Legos?  I’m grateful, however, that his current phase of giganta-Legos means that I can fairly easily see them on the floor and I’m not often stepping on them.

I’m sure they’ll enjoy all the other wonderful boy things that Jake is excited for: climbing trees, playing video games, shooting slingshots…  What else do boys do?

This is fun for me, I grew up as the youngest of three girls.  Not only did I only learn the “girl” side of growing up, but I also only really saw the stuff older girls did.  I didn’t have a lot of friends, so I learned about how to play and what to do from my older sisters and their friends.  Now, Doodle and the child inside my husband get to really show me this whole other side of growing up.  🙂

Growing Pains

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I start thinking about how fast my little man is growing every once in a while.  I go through his pictures birth to current and just work on remembering as many moments as I can.

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Then I realize that in the blink of an eye I’ll be trying to remember these current moments the same way.

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Every time he enters a new phase, I’m so in love with who he’s turning into, but I just wish I could have one more day with him the way he was before.  He’s currently working on amazing pronunciation skills, and I’m so happy to see him succeeding, but I just LOVED the way he said the difficult words and phrases.

I recently read this post and it reminded me that I also wanted to preserve some of Doodle’s word-blunders.  Then, a few nights ago, I quite accidentally (and much to my dismay) reformatted an old cell phone of mine that still held about 100 pictures that didn’t exist anywhere else.  I don’t want to lose anything else that I don’t have to lose, so thank you, Adventures in Babyknitting, for the gentle reminder (and the welcome into meeting your life and loved ones through your blog).

These first three have really changed from his original pronunciations:

Dennan – Seven.  🙂  He started with one, do, bwee, bore, bife, gix, dennan, eight, nine, ten, but denan was by far my favorite and, lucky me, the one that stuck the longest.  It’s in between sennan and seven now, depending on how much he pays attention.

Bubbash – Slyfox.  Bubbash was part of our lives for a long time.  It morphed into Bwybox about six months ago.  This one has been hard on me, I knitted up “Bubbash” for him, a fox-raccoon hybrid, and it’s been his best sleeping buddy since before he was a year old.  It is now Swybox, which is super darling in its own respect, but it’s just not the same.

Monerbycle – Motorcycle, of course.  Every time one would pass us, he let out this insanely loud “MONERBYCLE!”  It’s perfectly motorcycle now.  Sad mommy, indeed.

The rest are still current, so I don’t need to lament over them quite as much.  🙂

Nona bar – Granola bar
Mew mew man – Mailman
Was-ed-ed-at? – What is that?
I know – I don’t know
Cue me – Excuse me (he’s so darn polite!)
Mosser – Monster
Pastagetti – Spaghetti
Maca-oni cheese – Macaroni and cheese
Dip-ip – Either the phrase “dip it” or any type of dip (ketchup, mustard, ranch, barbecue sauce…)
Put-ed-ed dow – Put it down
Beana-anna – Banana
Cwee-mup – Clean up
Queer – Square, learned this one with my hubby telling Doodle to call his uncle a square…  I have that on a video somewhere…  🙂
Wornge – Orange
Wittow wine-gines – Little Einsteins, his absolute 100% favorite cartoon in the world.