I sing this all the time to my baby girl, just like this. It seems to soothe her.
Hush, little baby, don't say a word.
Daddie's gonna buy you a mockingbird,
And if that mockingbird don't sing,
Gamble's going to buy you a diamond ring.
If that diamond ring don't shine,
Mommie's going to buy you a valentine,
And if that valentine don't love?
Daddie's gonna buy you a mockingbird.
Thursday, April 12, 2007
Good Girl
On the ride home from easter weekend, both kids were very patient in the car. Gamble was watching TV, and Random seemed to be content to look out the window. She does this contentedly even at home sometimes, but it was really a pleasure to see it in the car during a 5 hour commute.
At one point, Gamble looked over and saw her looking around.
"Random! You're awake!" In amazement, he added, "And you're not crying! You're such a good girl."
And he's such a good and attentive big brother.
At one point, Gamble looked over and saw her looking around.
"Random! You're awake!" In amazement, he added, "And you're not crying! You're such a good girl."
And he's such a good and attentive big brother.
Tuesday, April 3, 2007
Powers of Ten
We all know that Gamble has declared that the number sequence goes: "Hundred, Thousand, Million, Brazilian, Australian."
Last night Mommie asked him what was even bigger.
After thinking a minute, he said, "Sicilian!"
After that, he tends to actually get a little silly with "Sillion" then "Dillion"...
Last night Mommie asked him what was even bigger.
After thinking a minute, he said, "Sicilian!"
After that, he tends to actually get a little silly with "Sillion" then "Dillion"...
Jenna-Bear
From Mommie:
M: Hey Gamble, did anyone notice that you got your hair cut today?
G: Yeah, I told everyone. Especially Jenna-Bear.
M: Oh, Jenna-Bear. When did she become Jenna-Bear?
G: She is my Jenna-Bear
To which Daddie started singing the song that he proposed with. "Hey There, Nikki Bear"
Ooh, does Gamble have a ring yet?
M: Hey Gamble, did anyone notice that you got your hair cut today?
G: Yeah, I told everyone. Especially Jenna-Bear.
M: Oh, Jenna-Bear. When did she become Jenna-Bear?
G: She is my Jenna-Bear
To which Daddie started singing the song that he proposed with. "Hey There, Nikki Bear"
Ooh, does Gamble have a ring yet?
Monday, April 2, 2007
May I Have This Dance
Mommie observed the following exchange at Gamble's daycare:
Little girl, frequent favorite friend of G: Gamble, can I have a huggie?
Gamble: Sure. (hugs her tight)
All of a sudden, they start swaying together. I asked if they were dancing, and they said yes. Too cute.
Gamble and I went to get his coat and blanket. Then he went up to this young lady and said, "Can I have this dance?" and they started swaying.
Well, kind of. She was swaying.
Gamble was swaying *and* jumping up and down.
He has so many ants in pants that he couldn't just calmly dance. The young lady didn't know what to make of him, but seemed proud to be dancing with him.
Little girl, frequent favorite friend of G: Gamble, can I have a huggie?
Gamble: Sure. (hugs her tight)
All of a sudden, they start swaying together. I asked if they were dancing, and they said yes. Too cute.
Gamble and I went to get his coat and blanket. Then he went up to this young lady and said, "Can I have this dance?" and they started swaying.
Well, kind of. She was swaying.
Gamble was swaying *and* jumping up and down.
He has so many ants in pants that he couldn't just calmly dance. The young lady didn't know what to make of him, but seemed proud to be dancing with him.
Sucker Punch
Another Mommie tale:
So after feeding Random and the typical spit-up, I thought it was time I should change her butt. It was 7:30 am and she had been grunting for some time. All I wanted to do was go back to bed, so I thought if I cleaned her butt and put some new clothes on her, she would be content, so on the changing table she went.
I opened her diaper to find some clay-like stool and decided, since was still grunting, to wait a minute. With her diaper unhooked, I checked periodically to see if she was done. It was on the 3rd time that I checked that I saw her peeing.
Okay, close the diaper, I thought to myself.
Then I looked up at her and she was smiling. Oh, so she thought peeing into her unhooked diaper was funny.
That's when it happened.
She spit up, the vomit arcing up and out, barely missing my face. Nice! First the poo, then the pee, and then the puke. She's done, right? If I change her, she will go to sleep?
No avail. It got to almost 8am and guess what? She wanted to eat again.
As a side note - she was wearing the Hungry Caterpillar jammies. For those of you who don't know the story, the caterpillar just keeps eating until he could eat no more and then went into hibernation. I am hoping that this happens before the Nanny arrives and I have to be up for the day. Time is ticking!
So after feeding Random and the typical spit-up, I thought it was time I should change her butt. It was 7:30 am and she had been grunting for some time. All I wanted to do was go back to bed, so I thought if I cleaned her butt and put some new clothes on her, she would be content, so on the changing table she went.
I opened her diaper to find some clay-like stool and decided, since was still grunting, to wait a minute. With her diaper unhooked, I checked periodically to see if she was done. It was on the 3rd time that I checked that I saw her peeing.
Okay, close the diaper, I thought to myself.
Then I looked up at her and she was smiling. Oh, so she thought peeing into her unhooked diaper was funny.
That's when it happened.
She spit up, the vomit arcing up and out, barely missing my face. Nice! First the poo, then the pee, and then the puke. She's done, right? If I change her, she will go to sleep?
No avail. It got to almost 8am and guess what? She wanted to eat again.
As a side note - she was wearing the Hungry Caterpillar jammies. For those of you who don't know the story, the caterpillar just keeps eating until he could eat no more and then went into hibernation. I am hoping that this happens before the Nanny arrives and I have to be up for the day. Time is ticking!
Squeaky Peach Revisited
From the Mommie:
R and I were shopping at Target over the weekend while the boys were at home getting ready for bed. I had some things to return and knew that it was going to be a long night, so I took R with me thinking the car ride and the commotion would help her settle down. It wasn't long after I got to the store, when she started crying. She was HUN-GEE. Oh boy.
Well, I thought, I brought the diaper bag. No problem. I had packed more than enough for K as he had taken her out earlier in the day, and he said that he didn't use much, so I knew that I was in good shape. There were extra clothes, blankets, burp clothes, diapers and formula. Cool! And with that we left.
I neglected to look at the state of the diaper bag before leaving. D'oh! After realizing that I couldn't soothe her without a bottle, I decided to put one together. Ummm, everything is soaked. Oh and the formula that I had has spilled all over the bag and so there was a wet powder all throughout the bag and all over the blankets and burp cloths. Nice. Well, there is a little bit of formula left, I can just add water. So, off to the water section I went with R screaming.
Distracted, I was trying to find the water and get the formula together- right there in the aisle. As I was doing this, I noticed a stock boy looking at me. I thought he was just shocked at my audacity to open up water right there in the aisle and prepare a bottle.
He was in fact very young. Turns out, he was shocked at Random.
After staring at me for a bit, he commented on how she "doesn't cry very well."
Confused, I asked what he meant, given that she was in all-out hysterics by this time. He said that he had never heard a sound out of a baby like that.
Huh? Still not getting it, I asked for an explanation, thinking that he would tell me that he has lived his whole love in a bubble. Turns out, he was referring to her squeaking.
After I realized this, I had to laugh. To anyone that doesn't know her, I could see how this could be shocking. Ha! Love is blind... and apparently deaf!
R and I were shopping at Target over the weekend while the boys were at home getting ready for bed. I had some things to return and knew that it was going to be a long night, so I took R with me thinking the car ride and the commotion would help her settle down. It wasn't long after I got to the store, when she started crying. She was HUN-GEE. Oh boy.
Well, I thought, I brought the diaper bag. No problem. I had packed more than enough for K as he had taken her out earlier in the day, and he said that he didn't use much, so I knew that I was in good shape. There were extra clothes, blankets, burp clothes, diapers and formula. Cool! And with that we left.
I neglected to look at the state of the diaper bag before leaving. D'oh! After realizing that I couldn't soothe her without a bottle, I decided to put one together. Ummm, everything is soaked. Oh and the formula that I had has spilled all over the bag and so there was a wet powder all throughout the bag and all over the blankets and burp cloths. Nice. Well, there is a little bit of formula left, I can just add water. So, off to the water section I went with R screaming.
Distracted, I was trying to find the water and get the formula together- right there in the aisle. As I was doing this, I noticed a stock boy looking at me. I thought he was just shocked at my audacity to open up water right there in the aisle and prepare a bottle.
He was in fact very young. Turns out, he was shocked at Random.
After staring at me for a bit, he commented on how she "doesn't cry very well."
Confused, I asked what he meant, given that she was in all-out hysterics by this time. He said that he had never heard a sound out of a baby like that.
Huh? Still not getting it, I asked for an explanation, thinking that he would tell me that he has lived his whole love in a bubble. Turns out, he was referring to her squeaking.
After I realized this, I had to laugh. To anyone that doesn't know her, I could see how this could be shocking. Ha! Love is blind... and apparently deaf!
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