As suspected, Aaron is growing. I have checked for elves in his closet who shorten his pants and put weights in his pockets, but he was naked when they weighed him, so it must be true.
Height: 35 in (July- 32 in) 50-75 %ile
Weight: 27 lbs 1oz (July- 24 lbs 11 oz) 25-50 %ile
Now I know where all that food goes!!
Wednesday, January 27, 2010
Wednesday, January 20, 2010
Big Birthday Weekend
Aaron is Two!! Just ask him. He'll hold up four fingers and insist there are two. According to a scientist I heard recently, until he's 3 or so, he won't really understand anything more than "one" or "more than one". He'll recite numbers up to ten but doesn't really know what they mean.
So what did we do to celebrate? The Pop Shop of course! We did eat a meal there, but it was all in preparation for ice cream.
On Saturday, we attended Jack Santee's fifth birthday party at an athletic club. He was interested in the moon bounce, then too scared to stay in it, then incredibly upset when it was deflated at the end of the party. It's so hard to be so emotionally labile.
On Sunday, it poured, so we went to check out the Please Touch Museum in Northwest Philadelphia. For those who don't know it, the P.T.M. is designed for children about ages 1-8, and everything is made for touching! And touch we did. He was so incredibly happy there that we felt like terrible parents for not having gone sooner. Some highlights:
And then we found the Transportation Room! They have a part of a real city bus that the kids can get into and pretend to drive or ride. When he saw it, he went nuts. "A bus! A bus! A bus!" I don't think he's ever been on a bus, so I'm not sure where the excitement comes from. There were also cars to drive and a monorail train to sit in.
By this time, our little guy was tired and it was really too dangerous for him to drive, but he insisted on getting behind the wheel.
I'm off to work in a few minutes. More pictures later.
So what did we do to celebrate? The Pop Shop of course! We did eat a meal there, but it was all in preparation for ice cream.
On Saturday, we attended Jack Santee's fifth birthday party at an athletic club. He was interested in the moon bounce, then too scared to stay in it, then incredibly upset when it was deflated at the end of the party. It's so hard to be so emotionally labile.
With Mike at the party
On Sunday, it poured, so we went to check out the Please Touch Museum in Northwest Philadelphia. For those who don't know it, the P.T.M. is designed for children about ages 1-8, and everything is made for touching! And touch we did. He was so incredibly happy there that we felt like terrible parents for not having gone sooner. Some highlights:
With mommy on the carousel:
In Storybook Land on a boat that went up and down:
And then we found the Transportation Room! They have a part of a real city bus that the kids can get into and pretend to drive or ride. When he saw it, he went nuts. "A bus! A bus! A bus!" I don't think he's ever been on a bus, so I'm not sure where the excitement comes from. There were also cars to drive and a monorail train to sit in.
On the monorail (it's a good think I'm short):
Driving a "gruck":
By this time, our little guy was tired and it was really too dangerous for him to drive, but he insisted on getting behind the wheel.
I'm off to work in a few minutes. More pictures later.
Sunday, January 3, 2010
Happy 2010
The aughts are over! There were some good times (finishing med school and then residency, meeting Mike, getting Aaron) and some crap times (fertility heartbreaks and my father's death). All in all, I'm happy the next decade is upon us.
The arrival of 2010 means that in 2 weeks, Aaron will be 2 years old! He is into everything, talks constantly ("car, mommy, car, car, mommy, car, car, right mommy?"), and wants to help with everything. In general, he is not such a good helper. He has decided that feeding Bouts is his responsibility and insists on bringing the dog food from the container to the bowl by himself. He only gets a few bits in each scoop, so it's a long process. Bouts, however, is sweet about it. He is one patient dog. Forgive me for including both videos. I couldn't decided which one to use.
Aaron has started to count and to name colors, although both numbers and colors are so abstract that he often confuses them. He has an Elmer the Elephant stuffed animal that he loves and carries everywhere. He pointed to a pink square and said, "pink". Then he pointed to a green square and said, "green". Then he pointed to a black square and said, "four". I'm sure he'll get there eventually.
He seems to be a smart little boy (no bias). He lost a car under a cabinet the other day and I got it out with a wooden spoon, which he thought was wonderful. The next morning, he pushed a bunch of his toys under the cabinet and then asked, in his sweetest voice, for the spoon. Here he is wielding it like a weapon.
We are not planning anything big for his second birthday. It was just Channukah and Christmas, and he won't know the difference this year. Maybe we'll just hang out in our jammies and make an Aaron cake.
The arrival of 2010 means that in 2 weeks, Aaron will be 2 years old! He is into everything, talks constantly ("car, mommy, car, car, mommy, car, car, right mommy?"), and wants to help with everything. In general, he is not such a good helper. He has decided that feeding Bouts is his responsibility and insists on bringing the dog food from the container to the bowl by himself. He only gets a few bits in each scoop, so it's a long process. Bouts, however, is sweet about it. He is one patient dog. Forgive me for including both videos. I couldn't decided which one to use.
Aaron has started to count and to name colors, although both numbers and colors are so abstract that he often confuses them. He has an Elmer the Elephant stuffed animal that he loves and carries everywhere. He pointed to a pink square and said, "pink". Then he pointed to a green square and said, "green". Then he pointed to a black square and said, "four". I'm sure he'll get there eventually.
He seems to be a smart little boy (no bias). He lost a car under a cabinet the other day and I got it out with a wooden spoon, which he thought was wonderful. The next morning, he pushed a bunch of his toys under the cabinet and then asked, in his sweetest voice, for the spoon. Here he is wielding it like a weapon.
We are not planning anything big for his second birthday. It was just Channukah and Christmas, and he won't know the difference this year. Maybe we'll just hang out in our jammies and make an Aaron cake.
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