What Isaac's been up to
I've been slacking on the blogging lately for several reasons. My pregnancy-induced insomnia is reaching new heights, which would normally give me more time to blog, but I keep convincing myself I should try to go to bed and give sleep a chance. The aforementioned Head Cold that Would Not Die is also stealing blog-time, because it means all I want to do is lie down (but not sleep! Dear God no, not that!) and blow my nose. And then there's TiVo conspiring against my blogging, having recorded for our viewing pleasure, all since Sunday, the crappy, crappy Colts game, of which we will not speak EVER AGAIN, the 4-hour season premiere of "24", a fresh "Gilmore Girls," two new "Scrubs" episodes, and this new "Love Monkey" show on CBS. Why blog when you can lay around and destroy your mind with such a beautiful bounty of TV?
This weekend we took care of a long-standing goal: getting Isaac a new dresser so we can shift his dresser/changing table combo into U.B.'s room. I had my heart set on this 8-drawer number from IKEA in white to match his bed, so we went up there on Sunday to take advantage of the sale they had going on this weekend. A note to anyone who lives within driving distance of IKEA: please, take your toddler there. The South Philly IKEA is set up with little play stations every so many feet, which actually makes it fun to shop with your toddler. FUN! Can you believe it? Here is Isaac frolicking in a "basket of blueberries" with another little dude (note the serious static going on with his precious little hairs!):
We ended up finding the very dresser I desired, but we instead opted to buy it in red because it was on sale for $40. Dada put it together and it has such a deliciously small footprint, but still holds all of Isaac's clothes. And Isaac loves pulling all of them out and showing them to me because he can open the drawers himself. Perhaps a mixed blessing, in the end.
Monday Isaac and Dada let me out of the house for an hour and a half to go to Starbucks with my friend Sarah and NO KIDS. It was so unbelievably delicious to talk to another grown-up who is not my husband. Words do not describe the happiness that was mine as we chatted like old biddies about our families and how much writing your dissertation sucks.
Actually, because of my date with Sarah, my cold, the contractions, my prenatal appointment, and Dada's curious school's policy of not convening for Spring Semester until February, Dada and Isaac have been spending an unusually large amount of time alone together. They play with trains a lot, play on the computer, and watch TV together. Isaac has fallen asleep in Dada's arms most nights in the past week as they watch some Dada TV. The best part is that Isaac's so cool with just hanging out with Dada. Dada said, when I was gone with Sarah, that Isaac asked "Where's Mama?" just once; Dada told him where I was and, instead of the expected fussing, Isaac shrugged his shoulders and went back to playing trains. I think this is an excellent sign for he and Dada getting lots of quality time together when U.B. comes, but perhaps not such a good sign for Dada being gone for 4 days next week as he leaves to do some field work in Shenandoah National Park. Jerk.
Isaac has started saying two new and cool things.
* "Read book": instead of my suggesting it, or him just bringing books to me, he goes over to his bookshelf, picks something out, says "read book" and either starts reading it himself or brings it over to me to read it to him. I've also tried to get him to read some of our more frequently-read books back to me, and while he can't yet recite most of the words, he will talk endlessly about the pictures he sees on the pages (which is also what we do when reading a book).
* "Love you, X": Dada and I have not yet been the recipients of this long-awaited phrase, but today I heard him tell his Percy train and his stuffed Mambo Bear that he loves them in this fashion. It's only a matter of time now...
This weekend we took care of a long-standing goal: getting Isaac a new dresser so we can shift his dresser/changing table combo into U.B.'s room. I had my heart set on this 8-drawer number from IKEA in white to match his bed, so we went up there on Sunday to take advantage of the sale they had going on this weekend. A note to anyone who lives within driving distance of IKEA: please, take your toddler there. The South Philly IKEA is set up with little play stations every so many feet, which actually makes it fun to shop with your toddler. FUN! Can you believe it? Here is Isaac frolicking in a "basket of blueberries" with another little dude (note the serious static going on with his precious little hairs!):
We ended up finding the very dresser I desired, but we instead opted to buy it in red because it was on sale for $40. Dada put it together and it has such a deliciously small footprint, but still holds all of Isaac's clothes. And Isaac loves pulling all of them out and showing them to me because he can open the drawers himself. Perhaps a mixed blessing, in the end.
Monday Isaac and Dada let me out of the house for an hour and a half to go to Starbucks with my friend Sarah and NO KIDS. It was so unbelievably delicious to talk to another grown-up who is not my husband. Words do not describe the happiness that was mine as we chatted like old biddies about our families and how much writing your dissertation sucks.
Actually, because of my date with Sarah, my cold, the contractions, my prenatal appointment, and Dada's curious school's policy of not convening for Spring Semester until February, Dada and Isaac have been spending an unusually large amount of time alone together. They play with trains a lot, play on the computer, and watch TV together. Isaac has fallen asleep in Dada's arms most nights in the past week as they watch some Dada TV. The best part is that Isaac's so cool with just hanging out with Dada. Dada said, when I was gone with Sarah, that Isaac asked "Where's Mama?" just once; Dada told him where I was and, instead of the expected fussing, Isaac shrugged his shoulders and went back to playing trains. I think this is an excellent sign for he and Dada getting lots of quality time together when U.B. comes, but perhaps not such a good sign for Dada being gone for 4 days next week as he leaves to do some field work in Shenandoah National Park. Jerk.
Isaac has started saying two new and cool things.
* "Read book": instead of my suggesting it, or him just bringing books to me, he goes over to his bookshelf, picks something out, says "read book" and either starts reading it himself or brings it over to me to read it to him. I've also tried to get him to read some of our more frequently-read books back to me, and while he can't yet recite most of the words, he will talk endlessly about the pictures he sees on the pages (which is also what we do when reading a book).
* "Love you, X": Dada and I have not yet been the recipients of this long-awaited phrase, but today I heard him tell his Percy train and his stuffed Mambo Bear that he loves them in this fashion. It's only a matter of time now...
posted by Claire at 7:36 PM
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For a description of the contractions, see the post below.
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