When did that happen?

A couple weekends ago, we decided to put the high chair away and move Jackson into a booster seat at the table.  He LOVES to sit at the table and will often go over to his chair and say "Sit, sit, sit" until you pick him up and sit him at the table. 

Scott snapped this picture the other morning of Jackson sitting at the table eating some cold cereal.  When did he get this big?

Tooth #2

Adam lost tooth #2 last night.  It's a good thing because those permanent teeth are almost all the way in!  He told Scott that he was going to sleep with one eye open so he could see the tooth fairy....  I don't think that worked out the way he had hoped...

Brush your teeth!

We don't have to ask this kids twice!

 Every chance he gets (which means any time the bathroom door is left open), Jackson is up on that stool pulling out his toothbrush and toothpaste and going through the motions of brushing his teeth.

 He loves to brush his teeth!  Gotta be just like big brother!

Conversation

Adam is growing up so quickly - right before our eyes.  I'm not sure where he's learning it - probably just picking it up from observing other people - but he has become quite a good conversationalist.  Here are a few examples.
Friday night, my mom called, and Adam wanted to talk to her so I handed him the phone.  He starts talking and walking into the other room.  I hear the following:
Adam: "What's that noise Grandma?"  (Grandma must have told him that it was Robyn - she was at Daris and Rachael's house to babysit for them)
Adam: "How's Robyn doing?"  (Response from Grandma)
Adam: "Is she growing big?" (Response from Grandma)
He is always polite and interested in what's going on with other people!
Sunday morning, Scott was sleeping down on the couch (apparently, I had been snoring - I was tired!).  Adam came downstairs and sat down next to him and they had the following conversation:
Adam: "How was the temple, dad?"  (Scott and I had been to the temple Saturday night)
Scott: "It was good.  There were a lot of people there."
Adam: "What did you learn?"
It's so funny to hear him talk like that.  He always listens politely to the other persons answers!  He asks Scott "How was work?" every night when he gets home from work.  He just seems so grown up when he participates in a conversation in this way.  It's happened so fast!

Enough Already

Jackson has had a heck of a week.  I'm hoping things get better - SOON!  It all really started Sunday, as we were walking into church.  Jackson was standing between the wall and the big glass door.  He started to walk around the door, and Scott thought he had made it past the door, so he opened it all the way and Jackson walked right into it.  He screamed and screamed, and has a nice bruise on the side of his forehead.  And then Monday night - the infamous faceplant.  Then Tuesday with the cuts on his hands.  Wednesday, he was trying to climb onto one of the chairs at the table, slipped off and smacked his cheek, he's got a nice long bruise across one cheek.  And yesterday (Thursday), he fell down two stairs and somehow scrapped the middle of his forehead, so he's got a nice red spot/bruise on the middle of his forehead.  And finally - to top it all off - Scott, Jackson and I walked over to get the mail last night after Adam went to play at Xander's house.  We had so much fun jumping and running!  When we came back in the house, Scott and I were hanging up coats and taking off shoes.  Jackson walked over to his Buzz ride on toy, and was trying to sit down for a ride.  It was up against the wall, so he couldn't get his leg over it.  He got both knees on top of the seat, and put his hands on the wall and the darn thing started rolling.  Jackson, once again faceplanted onto the floor.  Much screaming ensued and the blood started flowing - again.  He had a bloody nose, a fat lip, and a mouth full of blood.  This little guy just can't win lately!
Oh - and I almost forgot - yesterday as I was washing dishes, Jackson wedged himself behind the couch and knocked over our tall floor lamp.  The glass shade shattered and there was glass everywhere!  It scared the poor kid to death, and I was so mad - until I saw his little face and held his shaking body.  I'm just not sure what to do with him - maybe I should wrap him in bubble wrap for the next couple of weeks...

Bloody 24 hours!

This blog entry is not about making a horror show.  The blood is real, and there was so much more than it shows in this picture.  This is the sweater I was wearing last night when Jackson fell and cut open his lip. 

 He was so excited to get in the shower and his little legs just couldn't keep up with his body.  He tripped and fell - like he's done at least a hundred times before, but this time was different.  He hit his mouth on the metal divider that runs between the carpet and linoleum floors, and then he started screaming!  I ran to pick him up and there was already a pool of blood on the floor.  I grabbed the closest towel to try to contain the blood.  It's amazing how mouth wounds can bleed and bleed!  He had a mouth full of blood as well as a bloody nose.  Poor kid!  This is what he looked like once we finally got him calmed down.  Luckily, he didn't knock out any teeth - he just sliced open the inside of his upper lip (on the right side in the picture), and cut the skin that connects the upper lip to the upper gums.  When I finally looked inside his mouth, I was surprised that those were the only real injuries.  You would have thought he had cut a major artery or vein!

 The poor guy was a trooper, and was soon his happy self.  He took a quick shower and kept sucking his fat lip in, and every once in awhile he would let out a little sob to remind us that he was hurt.  But, he slept pretty good - only waking up twice for a little cuddle, and then going right back to sleep.

Here is a picture from this morning.  The swelling was mostly gone from the upper lip - just a couple of sores.

And here he is tonight.  Yes, he is once again sad and crying.  Want to know why?

 See those two bandaids on his fingers?  He was playing in the toy closet tonight, and just started screaming again.  I went to see what was going on and he had blood running down his hand.  He had found a piece of a broken candle holder  (I thought I had cleaned it all up), and cut two of his fingers. 

 They were both like little paper cuts, but they were bleeding pretty good, so I put some bandaids on them. You would think I had tried to cut those fingers off. He kept pulling at the bandaids trying to get them off, and screaming at me when they wouldn't come off. I just had to laugh thinking that in another 6 months or so, he'll be begging me for a bandaid for the tiniest little thing!

So - here's my little beat up guy right before going to bed tonight.  He did finally calm down and played for a little bit before taking a bath and going to bed.  Hopefully there will be no blood tomorrow! 

Cool Dude!

This is Adam's typical outfit for playing outside at school.  He's very cool!