Peyton is doing so well with potty training! He's gotten 3 trains so far from the Thomas the train loot we scored from one of Zack's coworkers and is a present every time he makes a potty training milestone (telling us when he has to go, staying dry at daycare, making it through naps, etc.). Peyton can't stop talking about "Big Buzz" which is the promised gift when he is fully potty trained.
I'm blogging to talk about the new structure in Peyton's life. This week we've started a lot of new things. We've enrolled him in the Little Gym on Wednesdays (which Daddy will have off starting next week so that we can rotate who goes with him), he goes to Miss Lisa's for daycare on Mondays with Sierra, and on Fridays we have started a co-op preschool with some of the MMMamas for 2 hours. The goal is to get him interacting with kids his age more, give him structured activity and direction following and so that school isn't such a shock. There is also the option of activities on Tuesdays (Roxborough State Park's toddler activity) and Thursdays (story time at the Roxborough library). I think it's already benefiting him because today, for the first time, he went and sat on the carpet with the other kids at story time instead of with Mommy. He even interacted with the songs a little bit. My baby boy is growing up fast. I just hope we can do right by him.
Friday, August 12, 2011
So we went camping last night at our normal, close to home place, near Deckers. It was Sierra's first camping trip, but more importantly it was Peyton's first camping trip he may remember. In the morning before we left, he woke up and wanted to read a book, so I decided we would read his books that pertained to camping. He was SO excited to be going camping like, George (curious George). I went to my 6 week follow up appointment at the midwifery and Daddy and Peyton packed for camping. He was so helpful and as soon as I got home from the appointment he started asking about camping. What was more amazing was while we were on the drive he started talking about gathering water from the pump in a bucket (like curious George) and we had to explain we were going to a campsite without water to gather, so we had to bring it ourselves.
Once we got there he wanted to help with everything. He helped erect the tent and carry stuff from the car. He wanted to be in the tent at all times and was so excited to have his own headlamp that it was on long before dark. He wrestled with Daddy on the air mattress (which now has a hole in it) and by then was extremely tired. He'd had no nap and became super cuddly. He sat on Daddy's lap and made Daddy's day. He soon switched to Mommy's lap and then back to Daddy. He wanted to know all things outdoors. The moon, the sun, the dirt, the bugs...it was all so exciting and new.
In the middle of the night he woke up crying. Was he confused about where he was? Was he scared? Who knows, but he went back to sleep on Daddy and slept until morning. He was so exhausted in the morning, though, that he was super fussy. Less than half way home in the car he fell asleep and slept in the car at home for at least 45 minutes and then went back to bed for another 2 hours or so. That just doesn't happen.
We can't wait to camp again, with plans to do so next week. Things are so different with him now. Daddy took him on a walk to explore. We talked about bugs, trees, the moon, the sun, and animals that might wander into camp. It is so amazing to give to our child the experience of sleeping outdoors and discovering the wild. He's been camping since 6 weeks old, but now, he remembers, repeats and enjoys. I love this part of being a parent. Experiential education...it's how we go to go on amazing excursions with TRiP at UF and now, it's how we will introduce our 2 year old to the great outdoors, bond with him, and teach him to preserve the planet. Life is good.
Tuesday, April 5, 2011
Can you believe it? Peyton just turned 2! It's hard to believe it was two years ago that he came to join our family. It feels like he's always been here. He's such a boy too. He loves his baseball and being outside. His knees are always skinned and he bumps his head several times a week. His legs are always several shades of black and blue. The theme for his birthday this year was camping and baseball. For the baseball he got a glove and ball (way too big for him, but he has hardly taken it off since he got it several days ago), Rockies pjs and a jersey along with tickets to the game on his birthday. That was a bust, though, with a freaky cold front blowing in forcing the game to be snowed out (it snowed 2 years ago too, on the night he was born, but it hadn't been 84 degrees the day before). We'll just have to trade in the tickets for another game along the way. He was disappointed, but took it well. As far as camping goes, he now has his own camp chair and and headlamp care of his grandma and a camelback to wear hiking. I'm not sure how much he'll get to use this stuff this year with the new baby due in June, but it'll work for him for years to come. He also got a Woody doll from Toy Story and is getting a bike helmet (we got a scooter on Craigslist for him, but with how much he falls he's not allowed to try it until the helmet gets here) from other family.
We went today to his 2 year well child visit. He weighs in at 25 pounds and is 34 3/4 inches tall, just shy of his Daddy's goal for him to be 3 feet by 2 years old (in order to get to 6 feet by adulthood-have you seen his parents? Not gonna happen). As usual, he was well ahead of normal in the motor development chart, doing a lot of 4 year old activities. He runs, jumps, rolls, throws, kicks, hits a baseball (from a tee or pitched to him) at a level well beyond what we would think possible. His climbing is only limited by his lack of height. He also loves to color and draw and is starting to talk up a storm, which is good because the temper tantrums he throws when we don't understand what he's saying are amazing. Speaking of tempers, he has one...big time. He gets frustrated easily when he can't do something right (like his mom) and has a short temper (like his dad). The terrible 2's have been upon us for some time now, and they aren't fun, but we know it's just a phase, and every time we successfully come up with a strategy for dealing with one of his triggers, it feels like a major victory as parents.
He seems happy now about the new addition that is joining our family in June. He kisses my belly and tells Sierra hi. He gets a "kick" out of her kicking him when he sits on my lap at night. We are dealing with a little bit of reverting to baby-like behaviors, cuddling more (which I'm not complaining about), wanting to be carried, and refusing to potty train even though he knows full well how to use the toilet, what it's for, and when he needs to go. That's probably the most frustrating. We really wanted him potty trained by baby time and with only 3 months left (and my energy for such things waning) it's not looking good. Maybe it'll just happen one day, like him starting to repeat everything we say (that happened overnight). We'll keep our fingers crossed.
Every day is a challenge, but a wonderful one. It's a journey we wouldn't trade for anything. And when you sneeze and hear a little voice say "tat-too" (bless you) or you give him a toy he wants and you get a "tankcoo" (thank you) and an occasional "I wuv you" followed by the most fabulous hugs and kisses in the world, you feel like your doing things right and he's on the right track.