Friday, November 7, 2008

Mike Tyson

Nathan is tough and rough and I've been known to call him mean. I know he's only 18 months old, but he's down right mean sometimes. He's a huge pusher and although he's very tiny, he can dig in his feet and he'll shove with his head until he knocks Carson off or away from something he wants. He will hit and throw things too. He's teething very badly right now. The canines (or eye teeth, whatever you call them). I know they are hurting him. He's got his hands in his mouth almost all day. He fusses and he's not eating well (which is definitely not like him). Today he's been mean, not aggressive as I usually put it, but just mean. He's taking everything from Carson then throwing it down once he's gotten it. He's shoving and hitting and he's biting today. Carson came to show me very deep teeth marks on his upper arm today and told me several times about him biting him. Nathan's been in time-out a lot today and he's been throwing major tantrums. They were both playing on the mini kid's trampoline and having a fine time together and then Nathan tried to shove him off. I hear Carson start screaming and he runs to me crying. Nathan had bit his ear! Hard! He had teeth marks and a very red ear. Carson was never a biter or a shover. He was a very sedate child. Nathan is a total opposite and I'm at my wit's end.

Tuesday, November 4, 2008

When I lost my virginity.

I voted today for the very first time! (aside from high school royalty)

It was so exciting and although most of you will laugh largely over this; I teared up a little bit filling in that first circle for our new president.

So yes, yes, yes, shake your finger, shame me for being 30 and never voting before, but I did vote today and I hope that you can all see the great in that over the shame of having not voted in prior elections.

I'm glued to the TV tonight as well, just waiting to see if the majority of voters feel the same as I do. I'm excited. So excited. Excited for change in the country and excited to feel a part of it.

8th percentile????

Nathan had his 18 month check up on Saturday morning. He hadn't gotten much bigger. He's in the 8th percentile for weight, 40th for height and 5th for head circumference.

Now if you look down a couple posts you'll see him eating one of his favorite foods, fettacine.

The pediatrician said his percentiles and said that he was very healthy and developmentally doing great and that he may just be small, but they'd like to see some more weight on him if we could encourage him to eat a little more.

Really? How? We do not limit our children's food at all, but we also never force them to eat or to finish what's on their plate. Carson is in the 50th percentile for weight and barely eats anything at all.

Here's a typical breakfast (quantity wise, the foods are mixed up) for Nathan:

2 Nutrigrain bars, 1 yoplait yogurt, 2 kiwis, a handful of grapes, a cup of whole milk, and some puffs (to try and finish them off).

Here's a typical lunch:

6 Tyson chicken nuggets, 1/2 a can of carrots, a banana, 1/2 cup of goldfish crackers

Here's a couple of dinners for him:

More spaghetti than I can eat. He ate about 2 cups of spaghetti shells with meat sauce and a piece of garlic toast.

He's also eaten a cup+ of taco meat, a handful of cheddar cheese, a tortilla shell, green beans.

He also eats 2 snacks a day.

Seriously? How could he possibly be encouraged to eat more? I am not sure how the boy is so small. Apparently it's just who he is. He's just a little boy.

Sunday, November 2, 2008


Here's a little conversation I had with Carson...

"Mommy, can I tell you something."


"I'm John McCain and I approved this message."

(insert my looking as confused as a baby in a topless bar)