Monday, September 22, 2014

From cookies to naps to books (and big boy toys too)

Cookie making. Maxson is beginning to LOVE helping me make stuff. Usually he stands on his stool and I'll let him dump one thing or another in the bowl to get mixed up. The kitchen on the other hand, HE LOVES that puppy. Turning it up to the highest speed naturally and then I freak out. This evening I somehow had enough energy to make the M&M cookies I'd been craving for over a week. Max was beyond thrilled when I pulled out the M&M's and wanted to pick them out every time the mixer stopped and he had a chance. 


 Once we totally him he really had to stop and get down he was distraught, poor thing.
 Brought in the camera when he awoke from his nap recently. He's a hoot at times.


 While editing some of the photos from my mini session this past week (you can see some of them that I've finished thus far on my photo blog!) I looked outside to see this, how darn cute, am I right? So headed outside to capture a moment f this fatherly-son bonding.
 Look at this cuteness. What I didn't realize was that Casey was literally waiting for the UPS man to deliver his new toy to our doorstep. This is Casey's look of excitement when the UPS man came down the street, Max was still confused.
 Opening the new toy, OH THE THRILL! As Casey was "oohing" and "ahhing" over it all, literally oohs, ahhs, and wows were the only syllables coming out of his mouth, Maxson began mimicking all his sounds and putting on his excitement face (mouth in a big oval shape with wide eyes). Sometimes I feel like I already do have 2 children...
 And look at this picture. 
I saw it happening and knew I had to race to my camera to capture it, because more than a year ago we saw the same thing!
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Saturday, September 20, 2014

Maximus at 21 months

(my plan is to update this with pictures, I don't think I'm going to get around to taking his pictures for a couple weeks though so I'm going to just go ahead and post this since I wrote it Sept 1st anyways, ha.)

My baby is so big. 21 months. When people ask how old he is I never know what to say. He's 1, but he's so much bigger and older than what you think a 1 year old is. He's kinda close to 1 1/2 but again, he seems much older and bigger than what you'd think an 18 month old. People without toddlers get all flustered and confused when I say 21 months trying to do all the math in their head. Almost 2 is 3 months away, he's not a 2 year old, he's still my baby boy 1 year old. Ha, it doesn't matter but it does to me. So usually I'll say, he'll be 2 in December so 20 months (that was my response during the month of July).

NO is the chosen word for nearly everything. No as in I don't want to do x. No as in I know this is a no no and I'm telling it to you. Or No as in I just like to say that word because I get a reaction out of you. Take your pick.

He is definitely a busy boy. Always into something new it seems like and going from one activity to the next constantly. For the most part he's not intentionally naughty. Of course he is sometimes, I'm just talking about the majority of the time he's really pretty great: sweet, obedient, helpful. Of course I think he's the best thing ever because I'm his mama. He's really not that destructive which is very good.

He's beginning to get opinionated and able to really communicate what he wants (even if it is with a yell/squeal, we're communicating, ha). Today for church he insisted he wear the red pants, not the khaki ones. Often times during the week he'll persistently ask me to put his church shoes on and wear them all around the house in the morning while his PJ's are one.

If he wants food he'll go find it, unless that area is locked (mwahaha! parenting victory with child locks!) The other day before we had the fridge lock on, he opened it, got out yogurt and brought it to me. He had already had one that morning so I told him no and why and asked him to put it back. He goes bcd to the fridge puts it back, and then brings me the bottle of whip cream. I thought that was jus so funny that I obliged with a little squirt in his mouth, he thought I was so awesome (and I kinda did too a little;)

He sings let it go, I kid you not. If somehow he's triggered to remember the movie (which really he hasn't seen that much) he'll start singing "gooooooo! (pause) goooooo!" It's flipping adorable. I need to catch it on video before he stops.

He's been playing with toys longer than he used to which is so much fun and great for me. Tonight he got out a little bag of army men I picked up years ago at a Goodwill and I taught him to line them up on the bottom little ridge of his crib, it was great.

Along the line of toys, shape sorting and puzzles he's been getting fantastic at. It's fun to see that progress from even 2 months ago.

He's my little shadow. I go upstairs, he goes upstairs. I go down, he goes down. I go to the bathroom he goes in the bathroom (to then play in the sink). I like it.

Although he does love me so very much, he's been obsessed with Casey lately. Constantly asking for "dada? dada? go? dada?" And it just keeps going. He's always very concerned when dada is not around. The other day Casey ran into the bank for about 15 minutes and Maxson's eyes were welling up with tears, it was so sad. He was so persistent on dada. I keep telling Casey he likes him more than me but he reassures me that he does the same thing with "mama" when I'm gone, who knows if that's the truth.

He loves playing in the drives seat with the "teeees" (keys).

He gets very excited to go next door to play with Julie and Grace (and all their toys).

His new words these days are apple, iPad, poopoo, peepee, tractor, choochoo, popsicle (pop pop)

It's funny how kids automatically translate words into repeated syllable representations and are more attracted towards sounds like that: mama, dada, papa, poopoo, peeped, pop pop, buh buh. The only word we can think of that he says as just one syllable is ball

His yes is still a grunt. Not necessarily a man grunt but more of a short "hmm" grunt. We keep trying to get him to say "yaya" in response to a yes questions because he can say that but sticks with his "hmm" grunt int he end.

When he says/repeats the prayer for his turn, he does that same "hmm" grunt for every word except dear, mama, dada, and babies.

He loves to point out people who are not folding their arms for the prayer.

He's getting pretty dang close to pedaling. He can kinda do it on a few different tricycles, I bet within the month he'll be pedaling. One of his favorite activities is riding his little trike down our driveway and all along the sidewalk of of our house. He's been SO awesome at not going into the street anymore, hallelujah.

He loves all things animals, especially dogs. In the car, he spots them immediately in front or n the side of our car even when they're far away. I really wish we could have a dog for him (and to clean up all the messes he makes on the floor during mealtimes). If we're outside and someone is walking  dog we HAVE to go pet the dog, it's his favorite things I swear.

He's an excellent sleeper, sleeping 12-13 hours at night and naps anywhere from 1-3 hours depending on the day's activities and timing of naps (and if the lawn is being mowed, grr).

He's a great cuddler when the time is right, in the mornings, going to bed, sitting down to watch a special occasion movie. For some wild reasons he let me hold and cuddle and rock him for about 5 minutes sat church and my heart wanted to burst. It was the best.

Sometimes if he gets a short nap he wakes up really crabby which is the worst. I give 1/3 of an otter pop and he usually turns back into my happy baby. I eat the other 2/3. This morning while getting ready for church he fell off the edge of the bathtub (that's where he stands to play in the sink) and must have gotten hurt somewhere. It was so sad. I gave him a popsicle to help him feel better plus I saw a little bit of bloody saliva coming out of his mouth so I figured a cold popsicle would be good for it. Well since it 10 am I didn't want my part of the popsicle. Maxson was very concerned I wasn't eating the popsicle, ha. Kept quizzically looking at me with his hands in the where'd it go look and saying "pop pop?"

Things that give him the most excitement in life: dogs, bubbles, our new bounce house, going over to Grace and Julie's house, dada coming home, being chased by dada, getting out of his crib in the morning

Friday, September 19, 2014

Hawaii part 3

Wednesday the other 10 members of the family drove way down south again to go to on a zip lining adventure. I of course, being 6 months pregnant with twins, could not join that activity and Casey was sweet enough to stay behind with me. We lounged around in the morning, did a little shopping/looking around in Hanalei, came back to the resort and went down to the beach and then back up to the pool and by that time everyone was coming back! It was really good for my body to have a pure relaxing day with no activity, I sure needed it. I am sad I had to miss out on so many things because I was so far along being pregnant but it's ok, I will go back again at some point (and make sure I'm not pregnant) and get to experience it all again with Casey). Here's some random scenery photos of this down time day. The flowers were so gorgeous and grew EVERYWHERE with ease!



 It seemed as if my brother Weston and Casey were always in cahoots teasing Scott and later Whitney about something or another.


 The day before after kayaking we stopped at this yummy little food truck with these two siblings. How I love me some good tacos!


 Casey was happy there was a Puka Dog really close to our resort just in Hanalei. I think he ate there 3 times. I'd have to agree, those hot dogs are dang amazing and totally out of this world. Pineapple relish? My mouth is watering just as I write this...

Thursday was, you guessed it, more snorkeling! I think the group all went to Queen's Bath this day, again, the hike was too much for me so Casey and I stayed back (bless his heart) he's so sweet to say that he and I will get to experience for the first time ourselves another year. I think that afternoon a bunch of people went to Secret Beach. Casey joined them this time but, yet again, too much of a hike and I missed out. I saw videos of him being happily thrashed by waves as he tried to body surf them, that man is always making me laugh.
Now that I'm writing this all the days are a little of a blur now. Friday I think we went and snorkeled tunnels beach again (it's just that good!) and went back to Lumahi beach in the afternoon. Mostly the week consisted of lounging on beaches and snorkeling, I'm definitely not complaining though.

Funny story about these chairs below: My parents and my uncle and aunt switch off on this time share in Hawaii. They don't provide beach chairs though, boo. And chairs are like $20 or more everywhere. So the first time they all went together, they bought chairs and then triple bagged them and hid them in the jungle until the next time they'd come, HA! Such a "Holman" trait/thing to do and it made us all laugh but I APPRECIATED it so dang much! Seriously, those chairs made all the difference for me at those beaches. So thank you to my mama and Uncle Bill.
always turtles to be found!







Friday evening the storm began making it's way through (well actually the said hurricane/tropical storm) so everyone kinda secluded themselves seeing what the next few days had in store for us all! We played a few games and had a good old time of it all amidst the rain.

Saturday was a pretty gloomy day, the hurricane had turned into nothing but a big rainstorm but the waters were much higher everywhere, the water choppier, and the sun covered. Casey went snorkeling with Logan and Blair at the beach that our car had problems at earlier in the week. We drove a little further down the road and he tried body surfing at this one beach with some pretty sweet waves. He was the only fun/crazy one who did and I admit I was both afraid for his life and jealous I could not get on a boogie board and join him. After the body surfing stint we walked up and down some of the shops in the nearby town. Actually everyone else walked and I chose to sit on a bench pretty soon after we got there. You guys, walking became a lot of work for me this trip, ha.

By the way, Casey became quite the bird man this trip, feeing all the little chicks at the beach (picking them up too) and then at our resort he was always sitting on the balcony with bread in his hand waiting for the birds to come eat out of his hand and sure enough they did. I will have a strong memory of Casey singing the "toppins for birds" song from Mary Poppins.

Sunday was a strange day, all of our flights were red eye, but we were booted out of our timeshare at 11 or something but since it was Sunday we also didn't want to do water activities really. So we took our time packing and getting ready to leave and such. Once we did leave we did a little tourist picture taking at places we hadn't before, we admired all the new waterfalls all over the mountains from the rainstorm, we visited a couple waterfalls we could drive to, Casey kept trying to catch more little chicks, we visited the lighthouse, and we did a couple last minute stops a shops we had forgotten to buy stuff at. It was a good relaxing day but I was just dying to get back to my little boy. I haven't written about it thus far but being away from Maxson for so long so dang hard. I missed that little boy so much and would eagerly wait everyday for the time we got texted pictures of him or got to FaceTime him. Having him come to Hawaii with a nanny in tow would be the perfect vacation.






 Kirk and Whitney: the selfie pros
 photobombing Kirk and Whitney's selfies

 A view of Lumahi beach from above. And our resort in the distant background.
The flight home was AWFUL. We left at 9 pm, midnight AZ time, and got back at 6 am AZ time. My back was even worse coming back on the flight, I had the middle seat, Casey the window and there was the tallest man ever on the aisle seat with a bunch of his kids across from him so I knew he wouldn't switch. I had to get up a ton of times again for the comfort of my back and got maybe 15 minutes of sleep at the most. I was dog tired for the next day but oh so excited to see Maxson!
Hawaii was such a wonderful trip and I'm ever so thankful my parents invited us, that all my sibling made it work to go as well, and that we too were able to make it over there even me being 24/25 weeks pregnant with twins. Such a fun trip that we'll always forever remember! 

(I may blog about Hawaii another time when my siblings give me their pictures. Ahem, siblings!)