Valentines?

When I dropped Gerrit off this am, Julie handed me a list of names of the kids at daycare - for Valentines. I guess Gerrit needs to bring Valentines next week even though he has no idea what is going on. I wonder if I can get him to at least 'sign' his name...

Adam's response to the list: that means you have more to make doesn't it?

My response: yep, and I should probably bake up a batch of brownies to go with them.

Why do I do this to myself?

Battle of the Sexes

I was blessed with having a boy and I often think the Lord did this because He knows how much I enjoy girls' clothing and I could get out of hand. Case in point:

 I knit the above hat for a friend who just had a little girl. How cute is the pink tulle on top!

Then again, how cute is a little boy in Levis?

 

 

Workin' With a Colic

Yesterday Gerrit had his 3rd haircut. Last time Gerrit did really well, sat on the booster and didn't mind having his hair cut. Well, this time was way different! I had to have him sit on my lap and at times hold his head still and even Adam helped hold his arms down while I was holding his head so she could get around the ears! So much for sitting still! We even went through 2 suckers which worked briefly.

We decided to try short and see if his silly colic(s) could be hidden. See for yourself:

They are not quite hidden but its better. I tried to have it cut similar to a friend's son and it sort of worked.

Dumpster Diver

Yesterday:

After Gerrit finished breakfast, I put his leftover pear in the frig to eat when we got home. On that same plate was a small piece of Belgium waffle. When we got home, I took out the plate and remembered I did not throw away the waffle. It was pretty soggy, so I tossed it in the garbage and then gave Gerrit his fruit. Shortly after we were home and he began playing, I noticed he was eating the waffle that I had throw away! He didn't seem to mind that it was soggy and pulled out of the garbage!

Today:

We were waiting for Adam to get home from work and seeing he was running late, I decided we deserved a snack. I bought a box of the cereal Ohs (so yummy and reminds me of my childhood days visiting Joy) and had given Gerrit a few this morning at breakfast. He loves them just like his mommy. Anyways, I thought we'd munch of a few of them while we waiting for Adam and dinner. I emptied his snack dish (with a spill proof lid) which had old Cherrios in it and filled it with the Ohs. I gave myself a little bowlful as well. We both enjoyed our snack and Gerrit even started taking mine out of my bowl even though his were not gone yet. We both finished them and that was that. Then Gerrit disappeared and when he came out of the kitchen, I heard a sound like there was something in his snack bowl. I thought he had finished his a while ago. As I walked by to start dinner, I glanced in his bowl to see the Cherrios I had thrown in the garbage were now back in his bowl!

I guess the kid doesn't like to waste food - I think I need to put a lock on the garbage before he starts to eat something that is spoiled.

I Figured it Out

I just discovered how to add captions to the photos. Thanks to the secret that Eliza gave me, I played around on the program and tada! (I also think I lightened up the photo a bit too). Good night!

 

Sooo Big

Gerrit has a habit of waking up around 5 30 or so each morning. Rather than start our day that early, we bring him into bed with us hoping to get a bit more shut eye. Usually this works and I do believe we have started a habit too. The other morning was no different. The nice thing about that morning is that he slept past 7 am! I luckily got up (usually I rely on Gerrit to wake up at 7 which he usually does like clockwork - scary!) and began getting ready. I did all that I could upstairs in the dark and decided to get myself some breakfast. I finished eating and still didn't hear Gerrit so I decided I should wake him if we were going to get to Julie's on time. When I got to the top of the stairs, Gerrit stood there looking at me in the semi-dark hallway! Usually when he wakes up he is crying and wants to be carried. I was shocked to think that he woke up and didn't cry and got himself off the bed and headed to the stairs. I thought for sure he would freak out because there wasn't anyone in bed with him!

Since then, I have been thinking that we have some moving around to do in the house. It won't be long before Gerrit will either attempt to climb out of his crib or just want to sleep in a big bed. Our plan is to move him to the office where the bunk beds are and move the computer out. I think the switcheroo won't take place until summer, but my creative juices have been flowing lately...big boy room here we come!

Interests as of Late

Lately Gerrit has been into a few new things. I was able to capture a few pictures to show you just what the little guy has been doing....

A 3rd generation knitter? He loves to sit and play with my yarn. Luckily he doesn't demand skeins of it and is content with scrap yarn!


Rearranging the silverware drawer. One night he emptied almost all of his silverware (near the front) on the floor - I loved filling the dishwasher with them! Notice the silverware on the right - he moved the salad forks and large spoons to the side of the tray. (I did move the knives that normally sit in the side before he did this!) When I set the table for dinner, he'll often add his own silverware that he thinks we must need.


He loves his hockey stuff he got for Christmas. There are 4 balls like this blue one and they just fit under the furniture. Often we spend our time looking like Gerrit here locating the balls. He likes to look and then points if he sees them and we of course have to get down on our knees and actually get them from under the furniture.


He's practicing his shooting skills - put it this way, hockey is not in his blood! Notice the way he is holding his stick? We've tried numerous times to get him to turn it around but he won't. I think golf is more in his blood - hence his grip on the stick too.