Double Time

For those of you that read my blog also, this will be a double post. It has been a while since I posted here so I thought why not.

I had grabbed my camera this morning to shoot a picture of Silas sleeping and what do you know. By the time that I got back to his room, he was awake. So I proceeded through our morning routine. As normal he began playing with the blinds next to his changing table. Instead of getting on to him, this time I took a picture.

19 months going on 19 years

I amazed at how much our sweet boy is changing. I mean he is growing up much too quick. I try to remind myself of just a few short months ago when he wouldn't crawl, much less walk and how I longed for him to "catch-up". Well he has. Lately our biggest battle has been the high chair. He simply refuses to sit in one for more than thirty seconds. So, last night we went to our favorite local BBQ joint for dinner. Steven & I decided to let him sit in the booth with us without even a booster seat. I just wasn't ready to battle. Do you know that sweet blonde haired boy was an angel for the first time in public in months?! He sat quietly on his bottom and ate a good portion of his food without any kind of struggle. He even sweetly signed more. He even spoke the word "more" while he signed. His vocabulary is picking up. He surprises me just about everyday now with a new word. He is just amazing.
I must say, I'm a tad bit emotional in regards to him here lately. For those of you that don't know, I'm a radiation therapist and I see some pretty sick people. Well, right now we are treating a little girl (just a bit older than Sie) from Haiti. I have watched that baby's mom be so brave and trusting...it just overwhelms me. I wonder how I would be in a strange land with an unfamiliar language. I just don't know. Sometimes I get so caught up in silly stuff I forget how blessed I am. The past few nights, I've held my sweet boy and touched his hair and his perfect little face. I've watched him sleep and just thanked God for him.
I'm going to try to enjoy every stage (even the high chair aversion stage) from here on out. It's hard not to long for the time he can tell me exactly what he wants or what is hurting. I'm going to enjoy my "baby" as long as I can. ;)

Not Happy

Well I forgot to pick up Silas' yogurt yesterday. So when we went to the fridge for breakfast this morning, he was not a happy camper. Normally he is fussy through the first few bits. He did the same thing when I fed him Honey Smacks today. I don't know why it matters that I gave him something different if he is still going to fuss. BTW, yes, I know that sugar is not exactly the breakfast of champions.

Wallpaper Warriors

I absolutely hate wallpaper. Whoever made wallpaper is the devil!
Steven and I resumed our updating of our home this weekend. The previous owners loved wallpaper. It is plastered throughout the house. As I've been scraping it off, I have had a little peek into our home's history. We have discovered three layers of wallpaper that cover our foyer and hall. The outermost has a 90s appeal to it. It is splashed of burgundy, green, and gold. Although my father thought it was quite pretty, we didn't agree. The middle layer is classic 80s with its country blue ducks with mauve accents. However, my favorite has to be the very first layer of wallpaper to grace the walls of this home on Kevin Road--it's cream and yellow with classic 70s designs. This layer has been on for 30 some odd years and has actually burned its image onto the glue underneath. This glue is the monster that we are dealing with now. It's taking some elbow grease, but soon it will be gone.
Silas has been such a big help these past few days. He likes to take the trash bags filled with wallpaper shreds and run, laughing gleefully down the hall. He also likes to take the putty knife and gouge the walls. He is very quick at this because he has usually completed this task before you even realize the tool is within his reach. His most favorite helping task is to throw everything within reach of his tiny little arm span into the trashcan. I never thought I'd be dumpster diving in my own house! UGH!
So, long story short, there are many things in life that are more fun than redecorating a house with a toddler.
I'll let you in on a secret though--I wouldn't have it any other way! :)

War Paint

Here is a shot of Silas after dinner a few nights ago.

Christmas morning

Well Christmas morning has come and past. Silas loved his muscle car so much that he did not even want to open his other presents. Now it is time for Erika and I to get back to updating our house. Yes, updating is what we have been doing this whole holiday break.  That is the best Christmas present ever. We have gotten rid of the ugly shades in our living room and replaced them with blinds. Plus we have been painting the walls and baseboards. Now we just have to find an easy way to remove the three layers of wallpaper covering the other half of the house.

Lunch

I know that our family blog has not been updated in a LONG time, so here is a treat for those loyal readers that continue to check back. Monday I took Silas out of daycare early so he could help me run some errands. While out and about we decided to stop and get a late lunch. Here is one of the photos that I shot of Silas while waiting on our food. Even though there was a plethora of draft milk, Silas was drinking his from a sippy cup.