Saturday, February 7, 2009

Charlie the Duck

Charlie has a couple new tricks...

(Make sure you watch all the way to the end and have your volume turned up!)

This takes Charlies grand total of words up to 7:

Mama, Dada, Bop (Jeff's Dad's name), dat (that), duck, clock, and truck. (I know, clock...random!! Jeff taught him that one the other night by taking him through the house and showing him all the clocks.)

And THANK YOU to Ryan and Lindsay for bringing the lovely duck whistle into our home. We especially appreciate it now that we have 2 kids who like to make lots of noise with it. =)

Wednesday, January 28, 2009

The Bum Scoot and a Haircut

I tried to get this post up almost two weeks ago, but couldn't get the video to load. Better late than never!
My dad has given Charlie a new nickname...Scooter. This is why:


He's not crawling yet, and now that he's got this new move, I'm not sure he ever will. We call it the bum scoot. He is totally mobile and quickly learning that with this new freedom, he can explore places he's never been. In fact, a few moments after I shot the video, he found his way here:
Apparently he has a strange love of wine bottles developing. In runs in the family.

In other Walters Family news, check this out:

That's hair. Grace's hair. A LOT of Grace's hair. I found it in her crayon bin. (That is a normal 8.5x11 piece of paper in the picture.)

Did I mention she's going to be the flower girl in her Uncle Ryan's wedding in a little over a month?

It's actually not that bad. She basically gave herself some really funky layers on one side of her head. I'm still not quite sure what to do about it. (Other than take her scissors away, which happened immediately.)

If you see her, try not to say anything about it. We're trying to discourage her from trying it again. Somehow I think that's not likely, but we can try! =)

Sleepy Conversations

I should start this post out with a little history. All my life I've been an active talker in my sleep. My dreams often spill out into awake time. There was the instance when I was a little girl that I woke my parents up holding on tightly to a rolled up piece of blanket sure there was a snake hidden inside. Then in college my roommate woke up to find me walking around our dorm room picking up clothes because "the boys are coming over". On our honeymoon, I woke Jeff up in the middle of the night to ask him if he had walked the dog. We didn't even own a dog at the time. The stories could go on and on. I'm always good entertainment at a sleepover!



Its starting to look like I've passed this trait onto Grace. She often comes into our bed in the early morning to finish up her night's sleep. She has been having some funny things to say lately as she wakes up. Last week she awoke with, "I helped Daddy! I helped him put the top on!" When I asked her what she had helped him put the top on she said, "The Lollipop! But we couldn't find the bottom."



A few nights ago, Grace was standing at the edge of my bed in the middle of the night. I told her she needed to go back to her bad, and she replied, "See you in the MORN-ING! I just wanted to come tell you that!" Then she went back to her bed to sleep.



Yesterday she woke up crying and yelling, "Give it back! Give it back!" Jeff and I, who had both been sound asleep, were totally confused about what she wanted back. "The remote! The remote! The one you turn the channels on the TV with!" I explained to her that there was no remote in the bed, and that we don't even have a TV in the room, but she would not let it go. "I want it baaaaack!" I told her it was just a dream, but she absolutely would not believe me. At this point, Charlie woke up, so I left to get him, and by the time I got back she was sound asleep again.



This is what she looks like when she's sleeping soundly in her own bed. There's hardly room for her in there with all those dolls! Maybe that's who she's been talking to in her sleep. =)
(When I was a little girl, I slept on the floor because my dolls and stuffed animals all needed space in my bed. Like mother, like daughter, I guess!!)

Monday, January 26, 2009

Delegation

The other night, Charlie was hungry and I was trying desperately to get dinner made. What's a busy mom to do?

Delegate!

Charlie actually ate better with Grace feeding him than he usually does. It didn't all make it into his mouth, but Grace did a great job!! I love watching these two interact more and more.

Loading up on Vitamin D

We have been LOVING the sunny weather over the past week. Some days have felt just like spring! Grace asks everyday to ride her "dicycle" and Charlie loves going along in the wagon. We are so blessed to live in such a beautiful place with lots of safe places to enjoy being outside.



Thursday, January 22, 2009

My Dad, the Superstar

Many of you know my dad is a shoe guy. Recently he and his company have been working on shoe lines for both Reba McIntyre and Fergie. He actually recently went shopping with Reba! Here he is rubbing shoulders with one of the superstars!
Now, you may not be a huge fan of Fergie. I wasn't either until I realized who she really is. Do you remember Kids Incorportated? (You know you raced home from school everyday to watch it right before The New Mickey Mouse Club. Please tell me that wasn't just me!!) Somewhere along the line little Stacey grew up and changed her name to Fergie. In case you don't believe me, check this out: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Gb5DkLd22Ic

Tuesday, January 6, 2009

A Rite of Passage

As kids grow up, they hit a lot of milestones...first tooth, first step, first birthday. Yesterday, Grace hit one of those milestones.

FIRST DRINK AT STARBUCKS
(This totally moves her up into the "Little Lady" category!)

Last week, Grace figured out how to open yet another child safe lock on her bedroom door which meant keeping her in her room for nap time was next to impossible. We thought of some new solutions for making her stay in, but decided that maybe it was time for her to just do it. (Novel idea, I know!) To help her stay motivated to stay in her room for nap time, we started giving her "Self-Control Stickers". Her reward for earning 5 of them was a date with Mommy at Starbucks.
We had such a great time! Her hot cocoa was way too hot at first, and she learned that when Mommy says she should wait, it's probably a good idea to listen. Once it had cooled down and we put a straw in her cup, she sucked the whole thing down in about a minute. It was so cute to see her sitting across the table from me with her own little drink. I'm looking forward to many more Starbucks dates with my little lady!

Grace got pretty tired of her paparazzi mom taking her picture in such a public place. =)