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Time for Chores!

I’ve been frustrated at my lack of time lately and feeling like I’ll never have the time to do more than maintain the level that I have now.  It was in pondering this dilemma that I determined to try having my preschoolers help.  Today I had them try a variety of different chores so that I could determine which chores were best for each child and what I needed to teach each child to increase his or her repertoire of chores.  Most of my surveying was with Isaac, as he’s the older and more willing of the two.  We started off with the toilet.  He did ok, but needed direction on where and how to wipe all of the surfaces, how to hold the spray cleaner, and how to squirt the toilet cleaner into the toilet, but for some reason he enjoyed the task.  Later in the day he used the toilet and then reported that it needed to be cleaned again.  I taught him how to clean a mirror (using the one in his room).  At dinnertime I had him clear the table and rinse all of the dishes.  He did these chores well and with little need for direction.  Charlotte did the laundry and scooped the litter.  She switched clothes from the washer to the dryer and unloaded the dryer when it was done.  She did so well that I could actually walk away while she was working and she persisted through and finished.  The litter didn’t have much to scoop, so that lesson will have to be resumed later.

It was a successful trial.  I found a few chores that they could do independently that would actually help me.  I think I may spend some more time training them before implementing a chore chart and rewards system, but so far so good. 

Tigers

I’m not really sure why Isaac has chosen tigers as his main fimageear, but he has.  Each night he has to check all the locks before he goes to bed to make sure tigers can’t get in (because tigers don’t have keys).  He whispers so the tigers don’t hear him until the doors are locked then he talks in a normal voice.  Here are some of the things he has said about tigers:

6.30.08 (written by Zach) The boy worried that there were tigers outside trying to get in to "die" him.  They were using ladders to come in from the sidewalk to the window.  I told him that there were no tigers in Utah, but that if there were, and they tried to get in, I would boom them with my boomer.  He asked if that would knock them over and make them say "aaah!".
Luckily, Charlotte was the voice of reason.  She told Isaac that
tigers live in the jungle, not on the sidewalk.

8.20.08  Isaac asked Heavenly Father that "the cars that drive by that are too noisy will be bitten by the tigers" in his prayer tonight.

2807509666_28437acd52_b-1 8.31.08 Isaac said he wanted a family of dogs with a mommy, a daddy, an Isaac, a Charlotte, and a Nicole dog.  I told him that most people get just one dog.  I told him that some people get a family of dogs.  He said we are some people so we will get a family.  Then he corrected himself and said that we are some people and kids.  He continued by saying that the dogs would say "woof" and scare the tigers away so the dogs could keep the cats safe.  As he continued to talk and postulate chickens were added to the equasion and he said the chickens would keep the dogs safe from tigers.  When I asked him if he wanted a pet tiger, he said yes, but it would have to be in a cage and he used his hands to describe an inner cage and an outer cage and the outer cage would have a door but the inner cage would have no door.

Seattle

2806685685_19bf604e1e_b I think the death of my grandmother motivated us to plan a trip to visit our only surviving grandparent (Zach’s paternal grandmother) in Seattle and I’m glad it did because we had a great trip.

Zach, Isaac, Charlotte, and Zach’s parents left for Seattle at 5:00 AM on Saturday (8-23-08) and arrived in Seattle at about 7:20 PM (Utah time).  By all accounts the children did well and the trip up was uneventful.  I flew with Nicole that evening leaving Utah at about 9:20 and also had an uneventful trip.

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Memories of my Grandmother

Today wasP1020896-1 the graveside service for my grandmother Ila Terry O’Bryant.  She was a remarkable woman.  From the time I was very young, I always remembered feeling an intense sense of love when I was around my grandmother.  As I got older, I longed for and cherished the moments I had with her.  I have felt a special closeness between us, partly because I was named after her first child who suffered a tragic death when she was 2. 

Grandma was a wonderful storyteller.  I loved to liOBryant 3210sten to her tell stories of her childhood and family life.  I remember when we’d go to visit, I’d  sometimes stay up and just listen as she talked with my mother.  When I was older she’d tell me stories and show me pictures.  I have fond memories of sitting on her bed listening to her tell stories.  She kept all her picture books in the front room and I enjoyed looking through them and imagining what life was like when she was young.

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The Olympics through the eyes of Children

8.14.08   Charlotte has been enjoying the Olympics.  So far her favorite event is swimming which she called the "crying when I’m swimming show."  As soon as they started playing the national anthem she told me that the men wo8.7.08 Nicole (1)-1uld start crying.  Today when she threw a tantrum during Zach’s lunch break he went in to help her through it.  He finally got her to stop crying by singing the national anthem.  When he finished the song she said she wanted to watch the "crying and swimming movie."

8.15.08 While watching the Olympics with us Isaac said "Now we feel good in our tummy because they win’d.  If they didn’t win our tummies would not feel good?"

8.16.08 Isaac watched the track events for the first time.  He ran with the athletes.  When they’d say "Mark. . .Set. . .<<gunshot>>" he ran down the hall.  He excitedly demonstrated how they jump hurdles to his father–it was quite an amusing display.

8.20.08 Today the kids played Olympics with aunt Krista.  She taught Isaac how to start a race with your feet on an imaginary starting block, they practiced shot put throws, and then created their own sports.  Isaac’s favorite was his own invention.  It involved throwing a ball into a tree and you win if leaves fall down.

(The picture of Nicole has nothing to do with the comments except that it looks like she might be watching the Olympics with great hope for team USA)

Dealing with Death

This is an intensely personal subject for me, so this particular entry is not for the casual reader.  I feel an almost therapeutic need to describe my emotions and the events surrounding my grandmother’s death.  There are times when voiced words seem insufficient and bland, when only the written word can satisfy the need to pull out the emotions brimming beneath the surface–this, perhaps is one of those times.

On Friday August 1st at 8:00 AM my mother called me from Tennessee where she had justOBryant 2279 arrived the night before and told me that my grandmother had what they suspected was a stroke sometime during the night.  My thoughts were immediately turned to the idea that my grandmother was dying.  I remember another time that my grandmother was very sick and in the hospital and I wondered if it could possibly be the end, my thoughts were different this time than they had been before, it was as if I already knew that this was the end.  I knew it inside, but felt the lack of confidence in speaking those words.  So as I went about my day, the words ‘my grandma is dying’ seemed to echo in my head constantly.  I stood in line at the post office and when I looked over at the elderly lady next to me I thought ‘my grandma is dying’ and I started to cry.  At the gym as I peddled on the bike I thought ‘my grandma is dying’ and I cried again. 

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The Musings of Mormon Toddlers

My sister-in-law (Heidi) sent me an article about funny things kids say as they grow up in "the church" and I figured I had a few to add to that list, so here are some relevant musings from our log: 7.27.08 Isaac, Charlotte, and Nicole (1)

Not too long ago:  I had explained to Isaac that President Hinckley had died and that now we have a new prophet named President Monson.  He must have been pondering that one day when he came into the room and said "What time will we get a new Jesus?"

Zach has been encouraging Isaac to be more specific in his prayers.  One night as Isaac was saying his prayers and he said "thank thee for all the blessings" Zach prodded him by asking "which blessings" to which Isaac responded "Thank thee for blessing number 8 and blessing number 9."

7.13.08 Isaac, Charlotte, and Nicole (2) 7.24.08 It’s Pioneer Day Today.  We turned on the television to watch the parade and we saw a pre-recorded message from President Monson (the current prophet) so I asked Isaac if he knew who that was and responded confidently "Heavenly Father" I said no it’s president. . . and he responded correctly at that point by saying President Monson.

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When does one become Old?

So, I turned 30 last month, and I honestly didn’t freak out or anything, but then an elderly lady told me that she cried the whole day when she turned 30 and a gal in her 20s asked me how old I am and then apologized for asking when I told her my age. 

Since then I’ve started to wonder about middle age and when one moves from young adult to middle age.  I find that I associate myself with the young married crowd more than with the middle aged group.  I’ve stared to look at the things in life that would qualify you for either group and it’s not looking good for my youth.  We own our own house, we’ve got three kids, my husband has a real grown-up job and hasn’t been in school for probably close to ten years, and I’m in the Relief Society Presidency while he’s in the High Priest group leadership. 

Whether I’m old or young, I think most importantly I’m happy.  I’m happy with where I’m at in life and that’s probably why I still don’t care that I’m 30.

Toddler Ingenuity!

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Isaac started making circles with his train tracks, when he ran out of circular tracks he started using other pieces and discovered that he could make some letters.  First he decided that he wanted to write Costco with train tracks.  After some finagling we were able to make the word Costco.  As soon as we were finished he said "now let’s write Wal-Mart!" 

My Birthday Surprise

"I would be remiss if I didn’t stand up and publicly thank my husband. . . ." ok, it’s not fast Sunday ;) , but I did want to blog about my amazing new sink!  First of all, I didn’t really believe Zach when he to7.16.08 Birthday Surprise (1)ld me that he had a birthday surprise planned until he told me that planning to go to lunch with my sister might spoil his plans.  Then I really started to wonder, but I feared that I would  get my hopes up so I told myself that his surprise was that he was going to bring home one scoop of vanilla ice cream in a Styrofoam bowl with no toppings (it was one of the least exciting surprises I could think of).  The night before my birthday he told me that the surprise was that another couple would pick us up and we’d all go to the Temple together.  I thought it was a nice surprise for him to have gone to the trouble of making all the arrangements, but I was further surprised when I walked in the door and saw this beautiful new sink and faucet installed.

Isaac said the next day as he was eating his toast "the sink matches my toast!" then later he ran in and exclaimed with great excitement "all the sinks in the house are white!"

The Math of Having Children

I’ve been rather overwhelmed with the addition of the third child.  I was wondering how we could ever get to six or twelve or thirty if I’m so overwhelmed now an7.16.08 Kathleen's 30th B-dayd it occurred to me that I’ve gone through a stage of being overwhelmed with the birth of each child and each time things have eventually gotten easier and it didn’t take too long before I realized that I actually could handle the amount of children that I have.  This realization should be encouraging to Zach because he has started talking about number four and I think my response has been a look that indicates I might just kill him in his sleep!

So I think the math goes something like this:  Two kids is three times as hard as one and three kids is barely holding on to sanity (at least at first).  I got to a point where if I made it through the day without losing it, I counted it as a good day and I despaired that I’d never accomplish anything ever again because I was too busy with all my children to even sit down and write a letter or check my email!

Luckily things have gotten better–look I’m even blogging again!

The things books inspire

The books didn’t inspire him to smear my lotion into his hair (refer to picture below), but this is my most recently taken picture of Isaac, so I used it anyway.

2.26.08 We read books about sharks tonight. It’s amazing that Isaac isn’t afraid of them because when we read about seals, he would cover up the picture of the seal while I read so that he didn’t have to see it. He actually likes sharks because they eat seals. He doesn’t like seals because they eat penguins. After we read he asked what the fish will do when they swim under the sharks. I told him that the sharks would eat the fish. He told me that “The fish will tell the sharks to eat seals so seals don’t eat penguins”. He also told me that the sharks will get legs and come out of the water. When I explained that the sharks can’t come out of the water because they can’t breath when they are out of the water he told me that “the fish will tell the sharks to close their mouths if they can’t breath.”

2.28.08 I read a book to Isaac tonight about what babies can do when they’re born. It led us to a conversation about the baby growing in my tummy. I told him that his new little sister wouldn’t know anything about trains. He told me that he wanted to teach her that trains drive on train tracks. He said that she would try to drive the trains on the road. Then he said that she would not let him scratch his itches. He said she will cry and move his hand off of the itches so that he can’t scratch them. He decided a little later in the conversation that he wanted to teach her how to scratch her itches. He explained that he would put her hand on the itch and show her how to scratch it.

Glimpses of life in the Cochran house

Here are some log entries from the last few months:

12.31.07 Isaac remarked this evening that “legs li ve in pants.” A week or so ago he told me that we should name the new baby Charlotte and we can have two Charlottes. He said that one will get bigger and he told me that I needed to keep the other one a baby.

Isaac has some phrases that are his own such as: “That I doo-d (sounds like dude)” meaning that’s what I did and “that will be a good idea.” Charlotte loves to approach me with demands. The two most common are “mom, I need cereals” and “I need Mps Mps” (meaning M&Ms).

1.4.08 Every night Isaac needs to make sure he’ll be safe before he falls to sleep. Lately it’s just “mom, keep me safe from all of them” but sometimes it’s “keep me safe from every thing” or “ don’t let anything come in and don’t let nothing come in either” or “keep me safe from the naughty list” which turned into “keep me safe from the nice list.” One night he was worried that babies would sneak in while he was asleep and suck on his train tracks. Another night he thought an engine would get him. One night after I read him a book about animals in the Ocean he said pointing to the book “keep me safe from those animals.” After watching Rudolf the Red Nosed Reindeer he asked us to take all the scary things to the dentist to have their teeth taken out. One night he even asked me to take all the bugs to the dentist too to get their teeth taken out. We went to the dentist this week for a consultation which took a rather long time and when I tucked him in tonight he said “take them to the dentist and have them take a long time.”

1.22.08 Motivated by the desire not to have three children in diapers, I decided to get serious about potty training tonight. I made some charts for the children and explained to Isaac that when he filled up the row with 5 stars he could earn something special. Whe n I brought in three packaged trucks to show him what he could earn, the urge to use the potty came quickly and to my surprise he actually went. I let him place his first sticker on the chart and then told him that he could drink lots of water and then try to go again to earn another sticker. Little did I know how effective this method would be. I introduced the concept sometime around 6:00 PM and by 8:30 PM he had successfully used the potty five times and earned his first truck! At this pace he’ll earn the other two trucks before I get home from work tomorrow! Oh well, beggers can’t be choosers!

Charlotte continues to amaze me with her increasingly complex and grammatically correct utterances. She adds endings to words and uses better grammar than her big brother. It just seems to come to her so naturally. She enjoys pointing out the obvious and comparing everything in the room. She’ll be eating dinner and say “there’s daddy’s shirt, there’s mommy’s shirt, there’s Isaac’s shirt,” then point to herself and say “Charlotte’s shirt.” While I was on the phone this evening she just climbed up on my lap and said “there’s mommy’s lips, Charlotte’s lips, Jill Pole’s lips” when I came home from work she took inventory of the room by saying “there’s a girl, there’s another girl, there’s another girl, there’s a boy.” She seems to enjoy pointing out gender. She’ll come up to me and give me a hug and say “we are girls” then point to Isaac and say “Isaac’s a boy.” We hadn’t talked about the baby in my tummy for awhile and Charlotte didn’t seem to understand when I explained to her that a baby girl was growing in my tummy, but the other day completely out of the blue she put her hand on my tummy and said “there’s a baby girl in there” I had only a moment to be astounded before she lifted up her shirt and declared that there was also a baby girl in her tummy—so I’m still not sure she understands the concept.

2.12.08 Isaac’s prayers are sometimes interesting. I remember one night he said “thank thee for Charlotte not being good for prayer.” Recently he said “thank thee for all the good things, thank thee for all the naughty things, thank thee for things that will bite me.”  Tonight in his prayer he said “thank thee for naughtyness.”

I don’t remember when a child first said this next one but I think it was Charlotte several months ago, but both children have said it since. They sometimes tell me that glassess keep mom’s eyes warm.

2.23.08 Isaac ran in to the kitchen where I was making dinner and announced “Mommie, I asked Heavenly Father on my knees for donuts.” I told him that if he cleaned up his books, I’d give him a brownie and he responded by asking if Heavenly Father would give him donuts after the brownie.

Valentine’s Traditions

So, what’s your valentine’s tradition?  Flowers?  Chocolate?  A nice dinner?  My mother has this funny little tradition and the oddest thing about it is that she didn’t even know it was a tradition!  I’ve noticed over the last several years that she goes to the dentist on Valentine’s day.  So today when I called her I asked how her dentist appointment was and when she actually starteted telling me I had to laugh.  I explained to her that no one had told me she had an appointment, but that everytime I talked to her on Valentine’s day she had been to the dentist that morning.  We both had a good laugh after that.

As I started writing this post Charlotte was driving cars down her leg and saying “weeee” then giggling while  Isaac was “making his train beautiful.”  He was doing this by decorating the couch with small cars and other odds and ends.  Now they’ve moved on to cooking.  Isaac says they’re making “soup with french fries in it.”  It sounds like a culinary masterpiece. 

The brain of a toddler is an interesting thing!

From our log: 

9.26.07 Zach and I came home for lunch today and as we were making sandwiches, Zach was teasing Isaac a little and said “should we make a Eustace sandwich?” to which Isaac said “No, Eustace is not a pickle!”

We walked down to the park this evening and imageI brought along my new camera. Isaac and  Charlotte were holding hands and walking down the sidewalk so I let go of the hand I was holding and took some pictures from behind and from the front. Isaac got very concerned and told me that I needed to keep them safe from cars by holding a hand. He would say “you need to keep us out of the street.” On the way home from the park he once again declared that he was Charlotte’s mom, but this time he said that I was her mom as well and that she had twimageo mommys. Then he started to talk about how Charlotte’s two mommys love her and keep her safe from cars and when she cries, her two mommys give her hugs and kisses and help her to be happy. It was very sweet, despite the fact that he refused to accept the role of big brother instead.

9.27.07 Here’s a conversation that Zach told me about. He said “Isaac, does dad love you? ” Isaac: “yes” Zach: “How much does dad you love?” Isaac: “Daddy loves Isaac a little much”

9.30.07 Grandma Cochran (Zach’s mom) said the other day she was putting a shirt on Isaac and saiimaged something about putting the shirt over his little head to which he replied “Isaac does not have a little head, Isaac has a big head.” Which is actually a quite accurate description.

This morning Isaac woke up all wet. I threw his sheets in the wash before church. When he came home and saw his bed, he said “Isaac’s bed is naked. The bed is cold, it needs some blankets on it.”

Then this evening as he was enjoying possibly the first Sloppy Joe that he has ever eaten, he started talking about it and he said that it has sausage and chicken in it.

Charlotte likes to climb up on Grandpa’s Tricycle.  She’s so proud of herself after she makes it to the seat.  She sits down with a triumphant smile and puts her feet up.

This doesn’t look like a post–IT IS A POST!

9.24.07 I had pulled the vacuum and other similar items out of the kitchen so that I could mop the floor. When Isaac saw them in the living room he said “This is a vacuum store.” I wasn’t intentionally correcting him when I replied “yeah, it looks like a vacuum store.” He quickly responded wi th “Not looks like a vacuum store, it is a vacuum store!” I didn’t realize how often I respond to his declarations with the phrase “yeah, it looks like_____” until I started getting the correction: “not looks like ____, it is ____!” He’ll tell me that his block creation is a rocket and I’ll say “yeah, it looks like a rocket” to which he responds “not looks like a rocket, it is a rocket.” The latest correction came as we were reading our new batc h of library books. I had this book about exotic cats and on the cover was a mostly white cat. Isaac declared that Jill Pole (our kitten) was on the cover of the book to which I replied that the kitten looked a little like Jill Pole and you can probably guess his response, it was “not looks like Jill Pole, it is Jill Pole!” Then he opened the book and said “more Jill Poles.”

Charlotte has embraced negation, particularly at bedtime. I’ll say “it’s bedtime Charlotte” to which she’ll replay “no bedtime” then I’ll say that it’s time to change her diaper and she’ll say “no diaper change.” “Time to read scriptures” = “no scriptures.” When I tell her that it’s time to say a prayer and she’ll say “no prayer” and as I say the prayer she sometimes says no to the things in the prayer. “thank thee for Isaac” = “no  Isaac” and so on. Just before I lay her down in her bed I always tell her that I love her, to which she replies “no love you.”

When she’s not negating everything I say, she’ll often pray with me. It started out just at night when I’d say prayers with her before laying her in her crib. She’d start saying “Thank you, Isaac. Thank you, mommy. Thank you, daddy. . . .” with a big “Amen” at the end. It wasn’t long after she started saying night time prayers that she started also joining in on other prayers. Now she’s to a point where we say the prayer over dinner and we can hear her sweet little voice saying “Thank you, Isaac. Thank you, mommy. Thank you, daddy. . . .” Our prayers at night often have a little girly echo and even in sacrament when someone gets up to pray we often see Charlotte bow her head, fold her arms and say “Thank you, Isaac. Thank you, mommy. Thank you, daddy. . . .”

I need to write in my log more often because each story I finish reminds me of another to write. Last night we had some family over for dinner and Isaac was so anxious to eat that he pointed to his grandfather and said “Grandpa, close your eyes and put your arms like this” after which he demonstrated his best praying posture.

We’ve gone Green!

All the environmentalist nonsense in the media lately made me think of this title.  I was actually just going to write something like we finally painted, but we have such a big contingent of environmentalist friends that I thought I’d fool them all (well, at least the ones who didn’t notice the picture). 

 It’s late, my brain functions differently past 10:00 so I appologize for this blog.  We don’t actually have any environmentalist friends, but my pictures look out of place (or so I’ve been told by my beloved husband) if I don’t write enough text to encapsulate them in. 

So the point of this blog is to show a picturesof our newly painted green bathroom.  Unfortunately, it’s too small to really see much, but you can get the idea.  The color is actually called Candied Lime.  I think the person who named it had been spending too much time sniffing paint because candied lime makes me think of an obnoxious lime green.  I really like the color, so if you hate it, then you might not want to comment.

I’m posting because I have to!

I’m nearing the end of my special education lisensure program.  I think if I had realized what this program entailed I would not have persued it, but it’s way too late for that now and I think when it’s all finished I’ll be glad I did (as long as I can pay off all my student loans quickly).   The point of writing that was to introduce the reason for my post, but I got a little sidetracked.  

As part of my ‘Capstone Seminar’ class I was required to write three goals for the semester and posting in this blog is one of the goals.  I committed to post once a week, so at least until the semester is over, I’ll be a better blogger.  So this is actually homework and I get points in class for it.

I don’t know if anyone reads this blog who doesn’t know what I’m doing this year, but just in case here’s the short version. 

As one of the last steps to getting my liscense to teach special education, I am required to complete student teaching.  Since I already have my bachelor’s degree I’m actually allowed to accept a full time positon at full pay and benifits and complete the requirements through my job.  So I went the extra mile and took two jobs.  Ok, it’s really only one job, but it’s at two schools.  I start off my mornings at Canyon View Jr. High (pictured above and to the right) at lunch I drive over to Orem Jr. High (pictured above and to the left) to finish out my day.  Let’s just say it’s been a difficult experience so far, but it’s getting better. 

Impulse Buy

Ok, I did something rather impulsive today.   I’m the one who is usually campaigning for less pets, so I’m not quite sure why I decided to adopt a new kitten today.  She caught my eye as I was leaving the store and I called Zach as I walked to the car.  When he didn’t answer I thought, it’s probably for the best.  I don’t really want to clean up after one more cat and I don’t pay much attention to the cats we already have.  But Charlotte is such an animal lover, wouldn’t it be fun for her to have her own kitten.  And kittens are so funny to watch run about and attack everything in sight.  (now you know what it’s like inside my brain) Zach returned my call as I was loading the boy into the car (he had Charlotte with him at home) and I explained that a kid was giving away free kittens.  Being the head Zookeeper, of course he thought we needed another specimen and reccommended that I pick one out.  So I pulled my car up to the front of the store, picked out the little gal who caught my eye and drove home thinking, ‘am I going to regret this?’  So the title isn’t entirely accurate, because she was free meaning I didn’t exactly buy her, but I suppose I bought into the idea of getting her so it kinda works.   We might name her Jill Pole (a friend of Eustance Clarence Scrub in the Narnia series).  Then we’ll have Jack and Jill and Eustace and those who don’t know will think her name comes from the nursery rhyme about the youngsters fetching a pail of water. 

Snapshots of Isaac and Charlotte

I was adding to my log today and I went back and read some old entries.  It was fun to read about some of the ways Isaac and Charlotte related to each other.  Here’s a few entries that I thought were of interest.

(this is from when Charlotte was only 6 days old)  1.20.06 I laid Charlotte on a blanket in the living room and went into the kitchen to get something. Charlotte let out a cry, and as I went from the kitchen to the living room, Isaac came running towards me crying. I found Charlotte soaking wet with my cup and some ice next to her. I assume Isaac tried to give her a drink of my ice water which resulted in him spilling ice water all over her face and shirt.

2.8.06 Today during scripture reading time I was holding Charlotte and Isaac kept leaning over and saying ‘kiss, kiss’ then he’d give Charlotte a kiss. The funny thing was after the kiss he’d act like he was picking the kiss back up and then putting it back on his lips.

3.10.06 I was in the kitchen when I heard Isaac saying ‘door, do or.’ I went into the living room to find Isaac had placed his toy truck on Charlotte’s lap and was trying to teach her how to open the door. He’d say ‘door, door’ and put her little hand on the door of the truck.

3.12.06 I found Isaac showing Charlotte a book. He placed it on her lap and was turning pages and babbling.

3.21.06  I opened the freezer to get some meat out for dinner and he grabbed a burrito. Rather than fight with him, I decided to let him carry it around a little. Next thing I know he tossed it on Charlotte’s lap and said his rendition of her name!

Before bed I was cleaning out Charlotte’s nose with one of those bulb syringes and she was crying. Isaac could see that she was unhappy so he ran over and hit me on the head to get me to stop.

5.5.06  Charlotte was sitting in the high chair and Isaac was playing with her and trying to entertain her. I heard both of them laugh and looked over to see that Isaac was dancing on the table and laughing and Charlotte was watching her brother and laughing. I think that’s the first time that she’s ever laughed when no one was physically touching her!

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