Sunday, October 31, 2010

Happy Halloween!

Tyson Says:


Daddy Says:



Saturday, October 30, 2010

My Little Pumpkin

Mommy Says:

Let's just get this out in the open-I'm a neat freak. I vacuum religiously at least once a week. Our bathrooms get a vinegar and water rub down twice a week and our countertops are scrubbed at least ten times a day. Seriously.

That's why pumpkin carving makes my heart race.

To talk me down from the ledge, Daddy lined the countertops with paper bags, we put on old clothes, turned on scary music and dug in.

Know what? It was worth the grimy fingernails and slimy countertops.

Now if I can just remember this lesson come Easter egg dying time.

Saturday, October 23, 2010

Dancing, Walking and Breathing-oh my!

Mommy Says:

Book schmook-the video is too cute not to post. Note the heavy concentrated breathing as he walks to Daddy-such a sense of accomplishment. And don't let the walking overshadow his awesome dance moves at the beginning.

One Small Step for Tyson...One Giant Leap for Mommy and Daddy

Mommy Says:

It's official. We have a walker.

At 11.5 months Tyson has finally figured it out. And it's true-it really does happen overnight. Last week-he wouldn't walk unless we forced him. This week he's taking off and going 15-20 steps on his own. Still a little unsteady, but it's walking. Next week he'll be running. On his first birthday he'll probably ask to borrow the car. Someone save me now.

I'd post a video, but Daddy and I decided to give Tyson a hard copy of the blog for his first birthday party and video doesn't translate into a book so well. Instead-a picture!!

Free at last, free at last. Thank God Almighty, I'm free at last!

He's stinkin cute, huh?

If anyone has suggestions as to how to keep your baby a baby longer, please let me know. In the meantime, we'll be chasing Tyson.

Saturday, October 16, 2010

An Ode to Our Toddler

Mommy Says:

There once was a baby named Tyson
He was cute, immobile, and really quite handsome

Until one day,

Much to Mommy and Daddy's dismay,

He discovered how to walk, crawl, and then some.

Now he climbs up the stairs

And up on to chairs

He goes into his toy chest

And leaves the house in a mess.

He's lucky he's still cute and handsome.

PS: Miraculously, Tyson was not hurt in the making of this blog post.

Tuesday, October 5, 2010

11 Months

Mommy Says:

Dear Tyson,

As a result of my failed attempts at turning back time, you actually turned 11 months old today. I'm really going to have to step up my efforts if I want to stop the whole turning one thing.

It's funny that while I'm trying so desperately to hold onto your babyhood you're doing everything you can to become a full blown toddler. It's amazing all of the new things you've learned this month alone.

You're walking alone now. Just a few steps at a time, but walking. WALKING! That means running away from Mommy is coming soon. I'll just go cry in my room now.

You climb stairs. Fast. This might be dangerous. Daddy and I are reconsidering our decision to not put a gate at the bottom of the stairs. We wanted you to be able to explore the stairs and understand that you can go up and down them safely with help. You have other ideas. Ideas that involve racing to and up the stairs whenever Mommy and Daddy turn their back for a minute.

You're getting into everything. We finally had to put parental locks on our cupboards. If only we could find a parental lock for Lola's food.

You've learned how to throw a fit. Which is really not awesome, but proves you've got a good little attitude I'll have to contend with. If you don't want to do something you arch your back and kick your feet like a two year old temper tantrum. If it's starting now, I can't wait to see what your terrible twos will be like. Somebody send Mommy lots of wine.

To offset the fit throwing, you're really into sharing. You love to give us your bottle, feed us your food, and bring us your toys.

You point, you wave, you tell us all done (with your hands) and you do the "Touchdown!" Just tonight you clapped for the first time ever. We're working on blowing kisses and signing "more."

You have a verbal vocabulary of about 10 understandable words now. You finally say "Mommy" but usually only when you're really upset and whining. You're favorite word is probably "Lala" (Lola). You love to yell at her and give her bones.

I know I've said it a thousand times, but you really are an amazing and smart little guy. I knew I would love being a Mommy, but I had no idea just how awesome being your Mommy would be. Thank you for making my life happier and my heart fuller (if fuller is a word).
I love you buddy. Happy 11 months.



Sunday, October 3, 2010

First Step

Mommy Says:

Remember how Tyson is pretty much amazing? If you don't remember, please see the previous ten months of posts.

Yesterday, at the ripe age of just under 11 months, Tyson took his first several steps alone. Three of them to be exact. Several times.

It. was. ah-mazing.

We're certain this will be followed up by his first marathon run at the age of 5. Please stay tuned for details as to where you can cheer him on.


Mommy Says:
September was busy. Too busy.

First, Daddy was out of town. Tyson saw Daddy's absence as an opportune time to test out the whole pooping in the bathtub thing. If you've never experienced it, poop in a bathtub is worse than you're imagining. Way worse. I'll spare you the details, but they do involve sanitizing at least 7 rubber duckies.

Then, Mommy was out of town. Tyson was perfect.

Finally, Daddy went out of town again. Tyson caught a cold. One that had him up screaming in pain half the night. We were tired. Very, very tired. Daddy was in Vegas and he was less tired than us. Poop in the bathtub for the second time might have better than a cold.

Needless to say, we're glad it's October. Mommy is really, really glad. Let the hay rides, pumpkin picking, football watching, and hot dish making begin. No really....let it begin. Bring it on October.

We did all of the above this weekend alone. Whew. Hopefully that means we can spend the rest of our October resting on the couch. I'm exhausted.

We think it's going to be a good month.