Thomas' 2 month stats

So at two months old (or maybe 9 weeks by the time we got an appointment), Thomas was:
Weight: 11 lb 13.2 oz, 55%
Height: 24 in, 86%
Head circumference: 40 cm, 52%

Fairly average, but he is on the tall side...maybe that's why he's outgrowing all those sleepers - especially in the feet!

Ornaments

Sam and Andrew had a great time painting little wooden birdhouses to make new ornaments for our tree this year.

Advent 2011

The boys had lots of fun making their advent wreath at church. They want to light it every night!

On the move

Thomas is turning to the side every chance he gets and has now proven to me three times that he can roll over. I guess he wants to take charge on his own tummy time! Other favorite pastimes include sucking on his knuckles, smiling at his mobile and letting just about anyone hold him to make him happy. He's definitely recognizing voices now and loves to get attention from his older brothers. He's still having one or two 4-hour naps a day or night and then eats every two to three hours the rest of the day. 

Flip!

Last night I woke up to hear odd noises coming from Thomas through the monitor. They were like the sounds he makes when he's uncomfortable, but they were just a bit more panicky so I rushed upstairs. He had flipped himself onto his stomach and was against the side of the crib. He's only 9 weeks old!! Looks like we have an active one...

Tilting to the side

Thomas is 2 months old now. He is fabulous at tracking people and loves to give big grins to anyone nearby, particularly his brothers. He's also turning to his side when lying on a flat surface, though not rolling all the way over yet. He still loves his changing table with mobile. It's right next to our aquarium and he will watch the bubbles go up for long periods of time. Since he wasn't rolling yet we could leave him there for up to 45 minutes at a time and he'd be happy, listening to the daily noises around him. He's such a laid-back baby. He loves to be held and will quiet down almost immediately when picked up by just about anyone. He will often sleep in his crib, but sometimes it takes his swing to get him back to sleep in the wee hours of the morning. He's still getting up three times a night to nurse and only stays awake for one to two hours at a time. That's what he's like right now!

Mixed Metaphors - a Genetic Deficiency?

Okay - Christine has long asserted that she mixes her metaphors all the time because it was something her dad did.  Her contention is that she learned the saying incorrectly growing up, hence it isn't her fault when she says that she has "Ears like a hawk", mixing the sayings "Ears like a bat" and "Eyes like a hawk".

So how does one explain three year old Andrew today? After I made him and his brother clean up the living room, he told me, "Daddy - it's as clean as a whistle blows."   Is he mixing up "clean as a whistle" and "blowing the whistle"?  Coincidence?  Only time will tell....

Puppies

On the way to preschool this morning, Sam pointed out a dog walking around the back seat of the car in front of us. I said that was a poodle, a kind of dog that has hair not fur. I followed up with the fact that the dog I had when I was growing up was half poodle and half cocker spaniel, so it wasn't quite as big as that dog. There was a pause and silence in the car. Then Sam asked "Was it the front half or the back half?" I had to stop laughing to explain I meant the mom was a spaniel and the dad a poodle...not that the back half was the poodle and front half the spaniel. :) I love the way kids think sometimes.

Happy brothers

Andrew was climbing chairs while waiting for the doctor and getting in trouble. Sam offered he sit on his lap to help him sit still. It worked really well! Yay for happy brothers.

Are you a girl or a boy?

Andrew came up to Mommy and Grandma in the kitchen. He asked Mommy "Are you a girl or a boy?" Mommy said, "I'm a girl." Andrew then asked Grandma, in clear careful words, "Are you a girl or a boy?" Grandma patiently answered "I'm a girl." Andrew instantly burst into tears. Mommy bewilderingly knelt down and hugged him. She tried to figure it out but couldn't quite understand what was so wrong with Mommy being a girl. Then it dawned on her. She looked at Daddy and said "Did you tell him the boys were going to the basketball game and the girls were staying home?" Daddy said yes, that was what he had said. Mommy turned to the sobbing boy in her lap and said "Would you like to stay home with Mommy and Grandma tomorrow instead of going to the game?" Andrew sobbed out a "Yes" and Mommy give him a big hug and said he could most certainly stay home if he wanted. He recovered and life was better, but the adults had a laugh over his extreme reaction to the answer to "Are you a girl or a boy?"

Body of Christ...Cup of ?

The boys greatly enjoy pretending to serve communion at home. Andrew was 2 3/4 years old when at lunch time he handed me a piece of his sandwich bread and said "Bread of Heaven." He said it perfectly but it took me a while to figure out what he was saying. It's not what I expected my two-year old to be saying. I just overheard Andrew after he brushed teeth with his Daddy in the bathroom. He usually likes a sip of water afterwards and I heard him say "Cup of Celebration." It took me a moment to figure out what he meant and I realized he was misquoting "Cup of Salvation" from the Eucharist. It cracks me and has me wondering if I'm raising two priests. :) Or maybe I'm just raising two kids who mix up words since Sam was singing "Bring back my Body to me, to me." (Think My Bonnie Lies Over The Ocean).

Thomas is a good sleeper