12.22.2009

3 year stats

Before I forget, wanted to document Milam's 3 year stats. We went for his checkup today and he was too cute. We brought his dr. kit along and there was a Rudolph (his fave) stuffed animal in the room. He gave Rudolph a very thorough checkup and was super, super good. I got my H1N1 vaccine and he kept saying over and over "it's OK mommy, it's OK mommy...don't cry". And when it was his turn for shots he said "I'm not gonna cry". He let out a slight whimper and then was fine. What a brave boy. I was really impressed. He is in the 90th percentile for weight (37 lbs) and 60% for height (38"). This was suprising to me because he seems like he's slimmed up so much, and doesn't look bigger than all his friends. Guess he does have some tree trunks. At any rate, he is healthy, happy and loved as much as one little boy can be.

12.19.2009

Christmas a little early

We had a perfect Christmas weekend. Kicked it off with Brian's team dinner Friday night. We won a catered dinner from Lombardi's at the SCORES auction and they did not disappoint. I didn't have to lift a finger and it was so good. I loved that they brought a different wine for each course...even though I couldn't participate. Brian's partner Nicole has an itty bitty one month old and I couldn't get enough of him. Almost made me ready for March....almost. We woke up bright and early Saturday morning to do breakfast with Santa with Milam's dear friend Molly, Ashley & Mr. Kyle. It was super fun. Milam wasn't as scared of Santa this time and after brave Molly jumped right into his arms, Milam was willing to take a turn. So, so cute. After the breakfast there was a concert and Milam was pulled onto stage first thing. He was excited to go up and be the helper but was so serious up there. He would get that little leg shaking but didn't bust out the crazy dance moves I see at home. And baby Samuel has caught onto the dancing bug too. He gets his feet going, bounces and claps. Again...so cute. We came home and decorated cookies for Santa while last-minute-dada did some Christmas shopping. We did Santa and opened gifts Sunday morning. Milam was SUPER excited about everything, but especially his bike, guitar, and fireman outfit. Samuel was happy as a lark to be a part of it...he's such a good baby. And lastly, we headed to Hannah's birthday party that afternoon. Next up...Mexico! Feliz Navidad...


Family shot....who's the tubby? Mama or Samuel!?!

Big hugs for Santa


Onstage with Eddie




Making cookies for Santa



The taste test

SO excited about his bike and fireman outfit!



And the guitar. He's been belting out some serious tunes



Brothers :)



Samuel loving the tractor

12.15.2009

Milam turns 3!



How did this happen!?! It seems like yesterday we brought him home from the hospital, but it's also very hard to remember life without my milam man. What in the world did I do all day? He is a constant source of energy, excitement, humor, and most of all dialogue. The boy looooooves to talk. It's for sure one of his favorite things. The list probably goes something like this:




1. blankie

2. thumb

3. dumbo (the target figurine he latched onto after happy bought him the movie)

4. talking!

5. tormenting Samuel

6. PEOPLE

7. "helping" dada work outside (especially poop scooping....HA!)

8. playing in the dirt

9. singing and dancing

10. vitamins (he asks for one at least 10 times a day)

11. trucks (this used to be MUCH higher)


Despite our long and crappy week, we were able to pull off a birthday party. He was in heaven and woke up the next morning asking when all his friends were coming over again. The dirt pile dada made was probably the highlight for him....even cupcakes wouldn't bribe him inside. He was a busy bee out there and, of course, covered from head to toe in dirt. I put him in knee socks and a jon jon and I'm probably the most sad knowing this is the last birthday that kind of ensemble is gonna fly. Today, on his actual birthday, I rushed out to get him donuts for breakfast and we sang happy birthday. After school we braved the mall to do build-a-bear. The show 'Little Bear' has been a favorite for over a year now (that should be on the list) and weirdly the child doesn't have a teddy bear. We have my dad's old one in the nursery but I try not to let them play with it too much. Milam gravitated right to a bunny rabbit instead of a bear....darn. I really wanted him to have a special teddy bear. I guess there's one thing he gets from me. I was obsessed with bunnies as a girl and my old one is also in the nursery. He loved building it and we came home with a very hugh hefner looking 'Billy Bunny'....ha! I didn't get any good pictures and I'm really hoping to do a beach 3 year session. But I'm sure I'll be calling Kelly to work her magic as I can't seem to keep up with him behind the lens.



His present from us. Has been asking for an elephant he can ride



Dumbo Cupcakes


The dirt pile! I's sure Lillian and Samantha's mama's wanted to kill me.

12.12.2009

baby peter?

I am already in love with this baby who shocked our pants off by making his appearance a few years early. I don't even want to get into the details, but I ended up spending most of last week in the hospital with kidney stones. I was in so much pain on the way there I thought for sure I was going into labor. This little guy has been through the ringer. The only upside of being in the hospital was getting to listen to his little heart pitter patter several times a day. They had to record him on the monitor for 20 "good" mintues twice a day. He was a stinker and wouldn't stay in one place so it always ended up being more like an hour and it would just lull me to sleep (that or the morphine....HA). We are almost certain his name will be Peter. I love it and already have visions of pinching baby peter's rosy cheeks. I haven't taken a single pregnant photo this time around, but here's one on the way to the hospital when Samuel was born. HUGE.






my chubby baby samuel....love those cheeks.


My mom was the hugest lifesaver while I was in the hospital. It was sooooo nice knowing the boys were in such good hands. She is amazing and we are all so lucky to have her.

12.06.2009

Late Thanksgiving

I must be a glutton for punishment...I decided yesterday that I didn't want to go through the ordeal of having a sitter, trying to make myself look presentable, eat a late birthday dinner, etc. I really just wanted to put the boys down early (they were both veeeery tired), hang out with my wonderful husband, eat yummy take-out, and watch a movie. Although very pathetic I admit, sounds like a good preggo night to me. But then I picked 'My Sister's Keeper' and cried about through the entire movie. I had read the book, so I knew what I was in for....but it was sooooo sad. There must be worse things than a sick child, right? I just can't imagine much worse. I can't. I really am so thankful that my babies are healthy. Sometimes I can occasionally (Ok...maybe once a day) feel sorry for myself because Milam is a handful but I love him so much. Besides ending the night a little depressed I had a great birthday. Brian pretty much took care of the boys all day and let me relax and shop! Milam must have wished me Happy Birthday a thousand times. He was so excited.



making me a pretend birthday cake


Samuel didn't know what was going on....but is super cute in his hat!



12.02.2009

Meeting Santa

We took the boys to meet Santa this morning. We went to the one at Neiman's downtown and the picture quality isn't that great...but it was worth the sacrifice to avoid a line. Milam was excited about the idea of talking to Santa but was a little freaked once he saw him. He warmed up enough to tolerate standing next to him but wasn't about to climb in his lap. Samuel was hysterical :( Poor baby. I've been reading Christmas books to Milam and he's pretty into it this year. His favorite is 'Twas the Night Before Christmas'.



11.22.2009

For Real

We did the Xmas shoot for real. The boys did great for 10 minutes while I clicked away...I was soooo excited. So many good shots. Then I got home and their sweet faces were blurry in almost all of them. Not sure what is going on. I've been having this problem lots lately with my camera....or my technique? Here are two that didn't make the cut, but I do adore....

Is there anything sweeter than this!?!


ok...maybe this

11.17.2009

Xmas Card Practice

whew...looks like I'll need a hundred more practice sessions. i decided to get my act together and snap a few pics of the boys before school and this is what i got...yikes.

Not awake yet...still soooo attached to blankie!

Samuel was ready to go and excited to see the camera again

Milam, will you smile for mama?


How about a "cheeeeeeese"?



At least Samuel was hugely entertained!

11.16.2009

Poor Samuel :(

I try to keep this blog positive, but I also want it to be a real journal of our lives so here this one goes. Milam is still struggling so hard with Samuel. He doesn't want anything to do with him and any and all attention he gives him is too rough. If Samuel pulls up to the couch he's on, Milam will kick him. If Samuel pulls up anywhere Milam is (and of course, Samuel wants to be where he is), Milam will hit his hands or kick him. ANY toy Samuel is playing with, Milam will take it away. Whatever Samuel is doing, Milam wants to control him. For instance, if he's playing with the door he will freak out and say "NO baby Samuel, we don't play with doors". We have never been tolerant of this behavior but time outs aren't working....at least not fast enough. I have started an absolute (maybe it has taken me too long) zero tolerance for any mistreatment of Samuel. It's so, so hard. My big preggo booty has been carrying that wooden spoon around for days and hauling Milam up to his room for time out too many times to count. I very much believe my sister was the best "gift" my parents gave me, and I have hopes that my boys will play and love each other with time. I am learning that boys do play very aggressivly and rough and that is fine. But Milam is not doing these things playfully.


Now to redeem the wild man....I took him to my 20 week sonogram and he could not have been more precious. He truly has a love for people and has never met a stranger. He was saying the FUNNIEST things during the sono, like "Is that baby gonna fly out of your tummy? Look, there's the baby in your tummy and on the TV! Is he saying hi to me?" Then he wanted to draw the baby and named every single part on the face...eyebrows, cheeks, eyelashes and all. He didn't miss a thing. Wouldn't it be great if he was sweet to this one?

We had a whirlwind weekend. Headed to Burnet Friday for Brian's grandmothers 80th birthday party. Got up Saturday and stayed with his sister for Mason's birthday party. Then came home Sunday morning and made it to one last birthday party that afternoon. As with most things these days, I have been doing a terrible job taking pics. Here's one of The Olson Family from the weekend.


11.09.2009

Fall Leaves

Milam has had so much fun in the leaves. He begs me to go play in them. Here's a few snaps of him in leaf heaven. I so vividly remember him jumping into them last year too. I have the best video of it, but he's naked...better not put that one up.

Every time I get dressed up to go somewhere he's been asking me "Mama, are you married?" I don't know what he thinks being married means, but he clearly associates it with getting dressed up. And when I tell him "Yes, I am married to your Dada" he gets a little pitiful and says "What about me?". Weird as it is, I just tell him I will marry him....I don't want to break the little guys heart.


I have never had a problem with time changes in the past, but this one is really screwing Samuel up. We had just reached the point where he was OK without a morning nap and it was great to get out of the house. But now, he's waking up at 5:30 or 6. If he goes down in the morning, he doesn't want to go down again in the afternoon which results in major fussiness. If I don't put him down in the morning he's melting down by 11:30.....aaaaah. Not sure how to get him back on track.


11.02.2009

The Pumpkin & The Pirate

We had a great Halloween. Our friend Lisa lives on a beautiful historic street close to us (Swiss Avenue) and invited us over for a party. Most of the playgroup kiddos were there and Milam was loving every minute. He seemed very impressed by his princess friends and told them all they looked beautiful! He was very jazzed up about being a pirate and has all the lingo down...aaaaaargggghh (Samuel say this one now too)! He wasn't tired at all when we got home from the party and trick-or-treating so he and Brian sat on the porch and handed out our candy. I have never seen a child so wound up. It was like he was on speed.

We have hit a couple of big milestones in the past week. Samuel is pulling up to his feet!!! I even saw him let go for a second this morning to admire an ambulance truck with both hands. Maybe there is hope he'll be mobile before I'm too big to carry him. And Milam has mastered 1/2 of potty training. He's going #1 on the potty all the time and rarely having accidents. #2 is a different story but after having that accident last night he told dada he was done doing that in his pants. Amen to that. I could do without that mess everyday. Here's the latest on "bebe trece": Someone asked when I was due and when I told them their mouth hung open and then uttered "I can NOT believe you are that big already". OK...I know I'm big but hearing it in that way really makes me want to hibernate until April. I can't help that I cook 'em big! I love my chunkey monkeys even if it means a big ole belly for me. Shrug. What can you do!?!
Sweet brothers!

This is more like it....still sweet though.

10.25.2009

Fun Fall Weekend

It's been a few weeks since we were all home together for a weekend and we had a great one. I stayed awake for an entire movie Friday night and we got up bright and early on Saturday to hit the Walk and Wag Kid's Fair. It was a big chore getting the boys into their Halloween costumes but they looked so adorable...worth the effort. The fair was fun...they had a big time. As much as Milam looooooves petting zoos I am very afraid he's gonna kill an animal. He doesn't mean to be rough with the animals, he just "loves them to death". My mom and grandad ("Gee") were here for the rest of the weekend and I loved seeing my cute, ancient grandad. He and Milam would talk for days if left alone together! Gee has 5 grandaughters, 5 great grandaughters and 2 1/2 great grandsons (I am the only one on that side of the family that has boys), so I get a kick out of him talking about me being the only one that can produce the right gender. Brian and I took advantage of having a free sitter and had dinner at Soley (really, really good), and went to the Cowboys game. We are heading to my mom's in the morning...


This is the best I can do with Milam right now....right before he threw the pumpkin off his lap.


Cutest lil pumpkin in the patch


Admiring the pumpkin that he decorated


Running over to show me the baby chicken he hoisted onto his shoulder...he was so proud

10.19.2009

Knock, Knock

Milam has come up with his first joke. He told it to Brian while I was at the store, and I finally got him to repeat it to me this morning. We have no idea where it came from, but it cracks us up. It goes like this:



Knock, Knock
Who's there?
Milam
Milam Who?
Whoooooooo else!?!

And...do you think it means your child is alpha if he can't even watch Dora? He gets so mad at her telling him what to do/say he ends up furious and shouting at her "NO, Dora I don't want to say ___". Oh, he's a mess.





This is so rare I had to document it...An actual picture with Mama where everyone is looking!


10.16.2009

Yeeeee Haaaaaw!




Brian and Milam went to Daddy's Night Out at Milam's school. It had a Western Theme, and we have two cowgirl parties coming up, so I broke down and bought Milam his very first pair of blue jeans and a pearl snap. I hate the jeans...really hate them. Way to big boy for me. I admit he did look kinda cute in the hat and cowboy shirt though. He's been begging me for some cowboy boots and I was trying to hold off until his birthday, but the top siders looked funny with the outfit so I caved. We got some cowboy boots today. True to his personality, Milam freaked in the boot store and couldn't get the boots off fast enough. Hopefully we'll get them on for the party tomorrow. I bet if I tell him "Do NOT put those boots on...whatever you do. They are ugly and terrible." he would beg to put them on. Even better, "Milam, Mama's gonna let Samuel wear your new boots today".


This pic cracks me up, because it's just so hard to get a picture of Milam. It looks like a father/son moment seeing eye to eye, but notice Brian's hand ordering him to look at the camera.

Baby brother crawled outside to see what was going on. Could he be any happier!?!

10.15.2009

Dear Samuel,

I truly thank God for you each and every day...and this is the absolute truth. From the moment you came into this world you have been exactly what this family needed and I could not imagine it without you. I am thankful for your easy going manner. It is so rare when you cry that I know something is really wrong. Most of the time you are just content with life, playing, watching big brother, and being happy. I am thankful for your peaceful sleeping. There have only been a few nights where I had to "tend" to you. If you do wake up you just talk and play until you are ready to go back to sleep. This really is a blessing considering big brother still wakes up shreiking most nights, which also wakes you up. I am thankful for your dimples. Your sweet smile makes me melt. I probably shouldn't admit this, but you could probably get anything you wanted from me with one flash of that grin. I am thankful for your kissable rolls. You started out a big boy and haven't slowed down. Weighed in at 28 pounds on your one year visit. My back gets tired from carrying you, but I love it. If your dada would let me, I'd keep you in bubbles until your 18th birthday. Love those squishy baby thighs. I am thankful for your sweet, sweet personality. Everyone around you notices it...not just me. You had a babysitter the other day that hadn't seen you since you were an infant and the first thing she said when I came home was that you are the sweetest baby she's ever seen and such a flirt!


With your baby brother on the way sooner than planned, you won't stay mama's "baby" as long as I hoped but that won't make your place in this family any less cherished. You will always be my sweet and precious second born and I have a feeling you will be the best big brother. We love you sweet boy. Our first year together has been amazing!



Here's a few shots from your one year photo session with Kelly. You were so good, and the pictures speak for themselves - http://lala-photography.blogspot.com/

10.14.2009

Baby _____ Olson....

BOY! Not a big surprise, but exciting all the same. Our little family will be complete and full of energy. More important...everything looked great. Little stinker was kicking so hard during the sonogram it made me jump. First time I've felt him move besides the flutters...almost like he was saying hello to us. I'm already having fun scaring Brian with my "princess" practice. Everyone says having all boys is great because you get to forever be the princess. I am not one by nature, but feel entitled to test it out. I'm working on grand plans for a fluffy dog with dresses and bows, a house fund advance in leau of the weddings he will never pay for, extravagant trips and outings with my nieces....and I'm just getting started. A millions thanks to our dear friends Ashley and Molly for keeping Wild Man entertained during the 2 1/2 hour Dr visit. Big boy Samuel threw the babysitters back out so we're on our own until she's better.

10.12.2009

NYC

I got home late last night from a wonderful girls weekend in New York. We had so much fun!! Some highlights:


*Seeing Jude Law live in Hamlet (loooooong show and a little boring at times, but worth it)

*Emily getting fussed at from some grumpy lady sitting behind us for playing on her cell phone during Hamlet

*Shopping for two days straight with no strollers, crying, diapers to change

*Finding fun jewelry, and some vintage boots that go half way up my thighs (the over the knee trend doesn't accomadate amazon girls...none of them were clearing my knees so I had to go a little over the top)

*Meredith dropping a piece of vintage jewelry, knocking a diamond out, seeing the store clerk hyperventilate and make her 6 mo. pregnant self crawl around on the floor looking for the tiny pave diamond.

*Getting hit on by a group of men, Meredith breaking the news that "you don't want us....we're knocked up!", and hearing them laugh all the way down the street.

*Eating a few delicious meals in peace

*Sleeping until we felt like getting up

*Finally witnessing tiny Emily's negotiation skills firsthand (she is fierce) - girl saved me a bunch of $!

*Missing our flight (the last one out of JFK) because we sat down for lunch and lost track of time, hauling it to La Guardia to catch the last flight out of there, finally making it home at midnight.

*Waking up to see my sweet boys faces. I missed them so much!


I've got to get my camera back out...haven't taken a single picture since Samuel's birthday...

10.01.2009

Potty Training V1

Last night as the boys were winding down before bed I casually asked milam, "Do you want to wear this big boy underwear that has Lightning McQueen on it?" He gave me an enthusiastic YES, so he wore them without an accident for a good hour. When I asked if he needed to tee tee he would say "No, I have on my big boy underwear". Hmmm. That was somewhat promising. So the next morning I asked if he wanted to wear the underwear to school and got the same reply. I was very curious to hear how that went. He had two #2 accidents but did #1 several times on the potty. When we got home he had another #2 accident, so I decided that was enough accidents for one day. I ran upstairs to try on some new shoes while Milam was engaged and saw something brown and suspicious on my foot. SICK! Just as I was getting the final stomach bug linens put away...more nastiness to clean up.


I have no idea where Milam came up with this but it makes me laugh (even though it's yet another stall tactic). Before bed he says "Mama, how long before the sun goes down? How long before the moon comes up? How long before we get up and play"? By the end of the day I am a very tired mama and my reply is always "Not too long"...

Dada took off for a hunting trip (this time I'm not feeling sorry for myself since I'm heading to NYC as payback next weekend), so Meredith is taking us in. It should be entertaining to have all the kiddos under one roof. Emily lives accross the street and her sister Sarah is staying with her so I'm happy to spend the weekend in good company instead of all alone!

9.27.2009

Samuel Turns ONE





I don't know if birthday's get easier with time, but the first one is especially hard for me. It makes it so official that what seems like your itty bitty baby is not a baby anymore at all. This milestone happened to us over the weekend. My mom and sister arrived in town Thursday night and the kids were ecstatic to see each other as usual. We woke up Friday morning and Happy made birthday pancakes for Samuel (everyone else had some too). We sang, opened a few gifts, and then got ready to take the big kids to the fair. The birthday boy got to spend some solo time with Happy which is a rare treat. It's hard for the baby to compete for attention sometimes. The big kids LOVED the fair. Everything about it. They got on one ride that I hadn't paid attention to before loading them up and when it started I panicked because it was FAST. They thought is was great...laughing and screaming the whole time. By Saturday they were all a little sleep deprived and grumpy so luckily everyone had a nap before Samuel's party. The party was so much fun and Samuel was a very sweet little birthday boy. The only bummer was that he woke up this morning covered in throw up from eating too much cake :( I'm not sure at what point in the night it happened, but of course my sweet boy didn't cry or make a peep....just went on back to sleep like nothing ever happened.









9.20.2009

Big Boys




All in the sudden, my babies seem way too grown up. Milam is finally out of his crib. I was pretty relaxed about the timing of it happening but then decided I couldn't do another pregnancy of dropping him in there. He has a little stool to climb into his bed and has done great. My only complaint is the darn blankie gets tossed out of bed almost every night and he won't get out to get it...screams bloody murder until one of is goes in to retrieve it. Drag. He has consistently woken up at least once during the night since forever so it's really nothing new but annoying still the same. We finally made it back to church today after a summer of being out of town, and Milam had his first day of Sunday School. He loved it. Ran out telling me he had so much fun. When I asked him what he talked about and learned he said "trucks". I know for a fact that was nowhere in the lesson plan. That boy has such a one track mind.

Sweet Samuel decided he wasn't that into formula or bottles, so he switched to drinking milk out of a big boy cup a few weeks ago without batting an eye. He also skipped his morning nap today....hooray! I welcome this and might actually push him to stop taking it. It's just too hard to be housebound all morning with Wild Man. I really can't believe he turns ONE on Friday.
Sniff Sniff. I hate my babies growing up sometimes. Good think another teeny tiny is on the way. What will I do when that one gets big? Perhaps that yorkie I've always wanted...