Saturday, November 15, 2008
Stuck
Tonight we had some friends over for dinner, so Isaac had some friends to keep him entertained. It was rather loud in our house for awhile but right after dinner Isaac had gone off on his own and I heard him talking, almost kind of fussing so I went looking for him. I went upstairs to see if he was in his bedroom but he wasn't there; I heard him talking but it was so muffled. So the next place I went was the bathroom upstairs, I thought maybe he was in the bathtub because he likes to play in there, but again while I went in there looking for him I heard him talking again but it was so muffled. So from upstairs I'm calling to Gary wondering if he knows where Isaac is and he doesn't know but again I hear Isaac crying for me but it was so muffled. So we finally figured out to check the downstairs bathroom. Most of the time we leave the door shut but with company over it was left open so Isaac had managed to go in there and close the door partly. Upon opening the door it was apparent why he was crying for help...he was stuck and couldn't get out!
After getting him out he explained to me what he was doing in his words..."poo poo."
Monday, November 10, 2008
Monkey caught in action
I was upstairs this morning doing laundry and while I was in the hallway, monkey was in his room playing, all the while I've completely forgotten that monkey taught himself how to climb into the crib yesterday. Sure enough as I walked into his room to get his laundry there stands monkey in his crib! I happened to catch monkey in action, I tried to remain hidden from him but there was no way of hiding the camera, so that is what he is looking at in the video.
I'm so proud of him for putting two and two together the way he did to figure out how to climb into the crib.
I know typical boy behavior is to climb, I'm wondering if this much at this age is typical?
My question is this...mothers of grown sons or somewhat grown sons, should I be taking this as my sign to prepare myself for the next 10 years for a child who lives on the edge of constant danger?
Monkey has no fear!
Look at him balancing on top of the crib like he's some acrobat. I'm going to need alot of time to prepare :).
For now the chair that was used to help monkey in the action is going in mom and dad's room! Or...I'm going to have to invest in one of these.
Which before when I have seen these I've thought..."really, is it necessary to confine your child like this."
Yep, now I understand the inventor of this product is the mother of a monkey too. Brilliant!
I'm so proud of him for putting two and two together the way he did to figure out how to climb into the crib.
I know typical boy behavior is to climb, I'm wondering if this much at this age is typical?
My question is this...mothers of grown sons or somewhat grown sons, should I be taking this as my sign to prepare myself for the next 10 years for a child who lives on the edge of constant danger?
Monkey has no fear!
Look at him balancing on top of the crib like he's some acrobat. I'm going to need alot of time to prepare :).
For now the chair that was used to help monkey in the action is going in mom and dad's room! Or...I'm going to have to invest in one of these.
Which before when I have seen these I've thought..."really, is it necessary to confine your child like this."
Yep, now I understand the inventor of this product is the mother of a monkey too. Brilliant!
Saturday, November 8, 2008
Tales of a Monkey
Tonight Isaac was up in his room playing with his toys and reading his books; he occasionally likes to go up there and play on his own so we let him. I had just been up there with him and he went right to reading this book so I thought I'll just leave him up here to play for a little bit while supper gets ready.
He was getting hungry and therefore getting kind of cranky and there were things he kept getting into that we didn't want him too and that just escalated the crankiness so him being upstairs made it easier. I turned on the monitor like I always do so I can hear him and he was talking for awhile and just reading his books so we didn't bother with him being up there. Looking back now it was silent for a little bit but there was nothing he could get into so I didn't think twice about it. But after awhile he started talking again and then eventually it turned into a high pitched "aaaahhhhhh"..."aaaahhhhh". We kept telling him (from downstairs) to come back down but the high pitched "aaahhhh" just kept getting more high pitched so I went up to check on him. Sometimes he likes to climb behind his rocking chair and he gets stuck so I went up to check on him thinking that's probably what he did.
Much to my amazement this is what I found...

Yep...he climbed INTO his crib all on his own! We think he climbed into the chair, then used the arm of the chair to somehow manage his way into the crib. But you know what this means...the countdown to when he can climb OUT of his crib is only closer than what we thought!
He was getting hungry and therefore getting kind of cranky and there were things he kept getting into that we didn't want him too and that just escalated the crankiness so him being upstairs made it easier. I turned on the monitor like I always do so I can hear him and he was talking for awhile and just reading his books so we didn't bother with him being up there. Looking back now it was silent for a little bit but there was nothing he could get into so I didn't think twice about it. But after awhile he started talking again and then eventually it turned into a high pitched "aaaahhhhhh"..."aaaahhhhh". We kept telling him (from downstairs) to come back down but the high pitched "aaahhhh" just kept getting more high pitched so I went up to check on him. Sometimes he likes to climb behind his rocking chair and he gets stuck so I went up to check on him thinking that's probably what he did.
Much to my amazement this is what I found...
Yep...he climbed INTO his crib all on his own! We think he climbed into the chair, then used the arm of the chair to somehow manage his way into the crib. But you know what this means...the countdown to when he can climb OUT of his crib is only closer than what we thought!
Friday, November 7, 2008
Just the 3 of us!
Last weekend we had our family pictures taken by Sarah of Francyzk Photography. They turned out really good! I wasn't sure how many good ones there would be since Isaac starting melting down about 30 minutes into it, but I'm really happy with them.
Wednesday, November 5, 2008
Random Cuteness!
All of Isaac's 1st year molars are finally in, praise the Lord! And now I think his "I" teeth are making their way in which I have heard are the worst ones yet. I'm looking forward to the teething journey coming to an end, it's been a long year as far as that goes. If his teeth didn't sit in the most painful position for a couple weeks it wouldn't be so bad, but thankfully as he is getting older I think he is adjusting better to the pain.
Isaac is beginning to use a lot of words, some we can translate others we have no clue. I'm pretty sure yesterday he was trying to say grandpa and grandma, I was trying to get him to say it again today but you know a toddler, we only do what we want when we want. Maybe by Christmas. He is quite the monkey, he figured out last week that if he climbs over the back of the couch he can walk along the window ledge (see the picture of him behind the couch). He is quick as lightening too and our efforts to keep him from climbing are quickly outwitted. Maybe he will someday be on survivor, he is very good at 'outwitting, outlasting and outplaying'!
Thursday, October 30, 2008
Trick-or-Treat
Sunday, October 19, 2008
Me & My Goofy Self
Don't forget to pause the music at the bottom of the page!
It doesn't take much to get him goofy!
Isaac started just grabbing our hair when we are laying on the floor than he pulls us up by our hair until we are sitting than he usually sits in our lap and wants us to read.
Going for rides on mommy.
This is what he does a lot during the day. We either go round and round the table with his tractor or vacuum.
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