Wednesday, September 29, 2010

Organized Living by Maevy

Maevy,

You might not always pick up your toys, but you definitely make sure your shoes and socks are put away. Everyday when you get home from school, we take off your shoes and socks. They're big and clunky, and it's time to let your feet air out. After we take your shoes and socks off, you stick your socks in the shoes and then take the shoes to the laundry room and place them on the floor.

I guess you know that the laundry room is where dirty clothes go, but I'm not sure why you insist on putting the shoes in there too. We don't keep any other shoes there. But everyday before we start playing or reading books, you insist on taking your shoes and socks to the laundry room.

I might have an apprentice on my hands. I can already see color-coded binders in your future.

Love you and your stinky socks.

Friday, September 17, 2010

18 mo. Growth Stats

Yesterday you had your 18month old check-up. No ear infections this time, and you seem to be growing just fine. Oh but Dr. Ladd is a little worried about your tonsils. They're big, like Mommy's. If you show any signs of sleep apnea or problems eating, then we might have to get them removed. Mommy's doctors always threatened to take hers out and it never happened. We'll see.

Your next appointment isn't until next March when you are 2! Oh my!

Here are your stats-

Age: 18 months
Weight: 26lbs 5.5oz (80%)
Height: 35" (79%)
Head circumference: 17 7/8" (25%)

Wednesday, September 15, 2010

Jail Break

Bright and early Monday morning, you showed Mommy a new skill, climbing out of your crib! I have no idea if you've tried this before, but if it was your first time/last time, I'm glad I was there for it.

Grandpa and M were in town and planning to stay home with you all day. I went to get up in the morning and Grandpa came in to say good morning. You were bouncing around as usual pointing out animals on your walls or in your books. I walked across the room to get you some clothes, and the next thing I hear is a gasp from Grandpa. I turned around and there you were on the other side of the crib still somehow standing on the mattress. I assume you were going to try to step down to the floor. I quickly grabbed you, and didn't seemed phased by your dangerous attempt at an escape.

Not wanting to witness or not-witness another jail break, Daddy with the help of M quickly moved the level of your mattress DOWN. Before we know it will be time to take off the railing, and then you'll really be FREE. Well not really, I still reserve the right to put you in some type of "jail" be it a crib or a bedroom until your 18. Ha, ha, ha (insert funny/evil laugh)

Love you Maev.