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pic of the day: day 7
mmmmmmmmmm peas

forget baby einstein. paging baby newton: john discovered gravity today.

while i ate breakfast and warmed his peas up for him to eat*, i gave john a paper towel roll to play with. he discovered that if he threw it from his high chair onto the ground, it rolled quite nicely. i picked it up. he threw it again, watching fascinated as it fell to the ground and rolled away.

and yes, he grinned every time mommy had to pick it up. i knew this game was coming soon! it's still cute right now. ask me tomorrow and i'll probably be cursing it.

i would like to blame the discovery of gravity for my inability to get out of the house on time, but the truth is that i am just constitutionally unable to be punctual this week. (this month? this year? this lifetime?) the nice thing about daycare is it doesn't matter much when he gets there. unfortunately, it DOES matter when i get to work! (thank you work for being flexible and understanding.)

oh, well. we'll try for on-time again tomorrow.

* every time i feed john peas for breakfast, a part of me thinks, "peas for breakfast? gross!" but then i realize john has no idea what foods are appropriate for what times of day. besides, he likes peas. so much so that he headbanged in joy as he ate them this morning - resulting in the spoon-to-eye collision responsible for the awesome face paint in the picture above.

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on lullabies

i am not a singer. if you've sat behind me in church, you know this to be true. (and i'm sorry.) a musician, yes. a singer no. and yet i find myself singing to john almost nonstop. and the beauty is, he seems to actually like it! (there's no accounting for taste. he also thinks i'm the most beautiful woman in the world. i'm no ogre, but i'm certainly not winning any beauty contests outside of my son's brain!) and actually, i've written some lullabies for john that are pretty nice. and it made me think: did your parents sing to you? do you remember what they sang, and better yet, if you have kids, do you sing the same songs to them? reply in the comments!

pull up your big boy undies

"what time is it? mommy? what oclock?" john's teacher told me something amazing today. "you should bring me some big boy undies," she said, "i haven't changed john in weeks." it seems that at school, since they check in with him periodically to see if he has to potty, and since his very smart teacher has noticed his (very regular) bowel movement schedule, john is potty trained. at 9am at 2pm, she plops him on the toilet. he might sit for 20 minutes, reading a book. when she checks on him, he says, "i just poo-pooin', miss meka." and when he's done, he's good and done. we're not quite that far along at home, but tonight we go shopping for big boy undies. and i'm sure we'll have a few accidents, but that's just a part of the process ... and soon my little boo will be in big boy undies full time. and ... it's a great time for him to be out of diapers. because good lord willing and the creek

i'm furberizing my baby

ok, let's get this straight right off the bat: i don't know if i am literally following dr. furber's methods of sleep training. there are so many versions out there. but saying we're furberizing john is WAY more fun than saying that i'm letting him cry his little lungs out in an attempt to teach him to sleep on his own. it's night two of our efforts. he went right to sleep last night, which was great. and he slept for 5.25 hours (!!!!) before waking up at 2:30 a.m. when he woke up crying, i let him cry for 5 minutes before going in to soothe him. (the soothing barely works at all, by the way, but it's what i'm supposed to do ...) then i let him cry for 10 more minutes before going in to soothe him again. next on the agenda was a 15 minute stretch of crying - but he fell asleep after 8 minutes. so a sum total of 22 minutes of crying. not too bad for night two. i've heard night three can be the worst ... so we'll hold on to our hats tonight. mean

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