Well, the past few days have gotten better with the vegetable issue. We've taught Cobly how to dip food in ketchup, and he thinks it's the coolest thing ever. Last night, he inhaled zucchini and squash, but only if it was dipped in ketchup first. Tonight he dipped about 20 peas, one by one, into ketchup. When they were gone, he dipped his fingers in there for a more direct hit. I figure he's getting the important stuff, and a little high fructose corn syrup never hurt anyone.
On another note, we have another problem arising that really has me stumped. Biting. Not mean hurtful biting....but "whhheeee I love to bite mom and dad as hard as I can it's so funny" biting. Nothing makes Colby laugh harder than to see one of his parents yelp, scream, or yell a stern "NO!". It never fails to make him double over with laughter. When we say "NO", no matter how we say it, it just seems to encourage him more. This evening after dinner, I watched as Colby bit Lee, Lee screamed, and then Colby chased him around the room on all fours trying to get another bite. Lee actually had fear in his eyes as he was running around the kitchen trying to get away- the biting HURTS. Tonight, as I was getting Colby ready for bed, he bit me 3 times and left marks each time. Of course, I said "NO", and the hysterical laughter began. Once again, I am stumped as to what to do, and I'm open to suggestions!
Monday, January 7, 2008
Wednesday, January 2, 2008
Where did I go wrong?
A few months ago, I posted about what a great eater Colby is. I bragged about all the different foods he will eat. I revelled in the fact that his favorite food was marinated tomatoes. I thought he was this way because I had done something right! I had conquered the food wars and was not going to have a picky toddler. My baby was going to be a connoisseur of health foods, and he will eat any and all vegetables!
(insert scratching record sound here)
Well, I guess I have to eat my words, because Colby certainly won't eat them. Unless it looks like bread, cheese, yogurt or raisins, he ain't having any of it. It's not that he doesn't like the taste of foods, he just won't let them pass his lips. Ever. What happened? Where did I go wrong? He shuns tomatoes, grapes, cucumbers....lamb kabobs. All of his old favorite foods. He will go on a food strike until something resembling a grilled cheese sandwich hits his plate. When he is crying in his high chair because he doesn't want any of the food I made, what am I supposed to do? Tell him it's the only choice and play the "tough love" game? That was the plan at first, but it's easier said than done when you have a starving, crying, and clinging toddler on your leg who will not touch the dinner that was served. I'm afraid he is winning and I don't know what to do about it. Dr. Phil would say to leave his food on the plate and just scrape the mold off when he's ready to eat. However, something tells me Dr. Phil has never been left alone with a hungry toddler. Seriously, I don't know what to do!!
(insert scratching record sound here)
Well, I guess I have to eat my words, because Colby certainly won't eat them. Unless it looks like bread, cheese, yogurt or raisins, he ain't having any of it. It's not that he doesn't like the taste of foods, he just won't let them pass his lips. Ever. What happened? Where did I go wrong? He shuns tomatoes, grapes, cucumbers....lamb kabobs. All of his old favorite foods. He will go on a food strike until something resembling a grilled cheese sandwich hits his plate. When he is crying in his high chair because he doesn't want any of the food I made, what am I supposed to do? Tell him it's the only choice and play the "tough love" game? That was the plan at first, but it's easier said than done when you have a starving, crying, and clinging toddler on your leg who will not touch the dinner that was served. I'm afraid he is winning and I don't know what to do about it. Dr. Phil would say to leave his food on the plate and just scrape the mold off when he's ready to eat. However, something tells me Dr. Phil has never been left alone with a hungry toddler. Seriously, I don't know what to do!!
Thursday, December 27, 2007
Christmas Morning
As we suspected, the vacuum and dustbuster were a HUGE hit! (notice the fake looking one in the background...he had no interest in that one at all)
Dust bustin' with daddy
Dust bustin' with daddy
Thursday, December 20, 2007
Caught!
While Lee was cooking dinner tonight, and I was....well...probably on the computer, Colby made his way into the pantry. After about 30 seconds of silence and hearing Lee ask "where's Colby?" I ran into the kitchen and this is what I found.
In order to get to this point, Colby had to actually grab the entire container of suckers from a shelf (one of the higher shelves!) and place it on the floor (we did not hear a crash). Next, he managed to get the lid off. And lastly, he actually unwrapped it...even he looks surprised. Yes, it was toddler victory at it's finest. We actually let him have a few licks before taking it away, and he recovered pretty quickly.
A month or so ago I posted about how wonderful everything was going, and I'm glad I posted it then because things are getting a little more challenging! Colby has learned that screaming at the top of his lungs in a restaurant will get him a lot of attention. If we tell him "no", he does it anyway and seems even more pleased. So, we've decided to try and ignore it and just hope that he only does it once or twice. However, nothing seems to bother people more than a screaming toddler and parents who seem totally and completely oblivious. We took Colby to our favorite sushi restaurant last night, and after about 15 high pitched shrill screams in a row, we had to leave right after our food was delivered. We were getting the "Can't you control your child?" looks. Well, actually, um...no...we can't. Any suggestions? Colby didn't seem to mind the looks, because any attention is good attention. I, however, cannot say the same for myself!
In order to get to this point, Colby had to actually grab the entire container of suckers from a shelf (one of the higher shelves!) and place it on the floor (we did not hear a crash). Next, he managed to get the lid off. And lastly, he actually unwrapped it...even he looks surprised. Yes, it was toddler victory at it's finest. We actually let him have a few licks before taking it away, and he recovered pretty quickly.
A month or so ago I posted about how wonderful everything was going, and I'm glad I posted it then because things are getting a little more challenging! Colby has learned that screaming at the top of his lungs in a restaurant will get him a lot of attention. If we tell him "no", he does it anyway and seems even more pleased. So, we've decided to try and ignore it and just hope that he only does it once or twice. However, nothing seems to bother people more than a screaming toddler and parents who seem totally and completely oblivious. We took Colby to our favorite sushi restaurant last night, and after about 15 high pitched shrill screams in a row, we had to leave right after our food was delivered. We were getting the "Can't you control your child?" looks. Well, actually, um...no...we can't. Any suggestions? Colby didn't seem to mind the looks, because any attention is good attention. I, however, cannot say the same for myself!
Thursday, December 13, 2007
Monday, December 10, 2007
Mishmash
I'm not going to put too much thought or effort into this or I'll never post it, so here's what's been going on the past few weeks.
When we are home, it's a pretty good bet that Colby has either a mop or a broom in his hand. He is truly obsessed with them and with all cleaning products, especially when I pull out the dust buster. We are SO excited about giving him a toy vacuum and dust buster (that makes noise!) for Christmas. I've had them for a month now and I know that he is never going to put the dust buster down.
Colby has 8 words as of today. They are: Mamma, dadda, Georgia, hi, uh-oh, outside, and yum (prounounced uuum). He makes a sound for yes, but I'm not sure yet if it counts. I've also heard him say cat several times but that was a few months ago and I haven't heard it since.
Colby LOVES preschool. He loves it so much that when I show up to pick him up, he doesn't want to leave! He used to run towards me sobbing, but now he basically waves hello and goes about his business.
"He's like the mayor". That's what someone said to us tonight as we were walking out of a sushi restaurant, while Colby waved to every single person. All the diners, the waiters, the sushi chef.....everyone. He was particularly friendly with a table of four women, and he stood at their table for a good two minutes waving to them. They were ooohing and aahhhing and he was eating up every second of it. I am going to be in BIG trouble in about 13 years!
That's about all the little things I can think of to write about. Here are some recent pictures from the past month...
Colby and daddy at the Christmas parade
Colby waving to the trucks going by...
Colby trying to stay warm by snuggling up to daddy's head. It was FREEZING!!!
Our "Colby proof" tree, hung with ribbon and fabric ornaments. The bottom 2 feet of the tree are bare by the end of the day.
Colby loves to grocery shop, just like his daddy. (definitely did not get this from me)
Hmmmmm....is this the right milk?
Only one way to find out!
We had a Christmas party with our playgroup. Guess who did this in the kitchen? (if you click on this picture, you'll can see the twinkle in his eye as to what he has just discovered) Which is.....
Jackpot! Cords!!
And more cords!
When we are home, it's a pretty good bet that Colby has either a mop or a broom in his hand. He is truly obsessed with them and with all cleaning products, especially when I pull out the dust buster. We are SO excited about giving him a toy vacuum and dust buster (that makes noise!) for Christmas. I've had them for a month now and I know that he is never going to put the dust buster down.
Colby has 8 words as of today. They are: Mamma, dadda, Georgia, hi, uh-oh, outside, and yum (prounounced uuum). He makes a sound for yes, but I'm not sure yet if it counts. I've also heard him say cat several times but that was a few months ago and I haven't heard it since.
Colby LOVES preschool. He loves it so much that when I show up to pick him up, he doesn't want to leave! He used to run towards me sobbing, but now he basically waves hello and goes about his business.
"He's like the mayor". That's what someone said to us tonight as we were walking out of a sushi restaurant, while Colby waved to every single person. All the diners, the waiters, the sushi chef.....everyone. He was particularly friendly with a table of four women, and he stood at their table for a good two minutes waving to them. They were ooohing and aahhhing and he was eating up every second of it. I am going to be in BIG trouble in about 13 years!
That's about all the little things I can think of to write about. Here are some recent pictures from the past month...
Colby and daddy at the Christmas parade
Colby waving to the trucks going by...
Colby trying to stay warm by snuggling up to daddy's head. It was FREEZING!!!
Our "Colby proof" tree, hung with ribbon and fabric ornaments. The bottom 2 feet of the tree are bare by the end of the day.
Colby loves to grocery shop, just like his daddy. (definitely did not get this from me)
Hmmmmm....is this the right milk?
Only one way to find out!
We had a Christmas party with our playgroup. Guess who did this in the kitchen? (if you click on this picture, you'll can see the twinkle in his eye as to what he has just discovered) Which is.....
Jackpot! Cords!!
And more cords!
Bad blogger
I cannot believe I have been so bad about posting lately. Poor Colby will have his 16th month totally undocumented. I've found it hard to find the motivation to post, and I've been unsure as to whether or not to write about why. Most of the 5 people who are reading this know what's going on anyway, but here it goes.
The truth is that my best friend Mindy is going through a really difficult time right now, and it has seemed really trivial to blog about what Colby has done that day. When I wake up, the first thing I do is check my e-mail to see if I've heard from her. She has a twin boy and girl that were born 10 weeks early, and this was after 7 weeks on bedrest when her feet did not touch the floor. The bedrest was very traumatic for her, and now, the boy (Dasch) is in pretty critical condition. He had surgery a week ago to remove part of his bowel, and now he's on a ventilator trying to recover. It makes anything I would post about seem so silly and unimportant when Dasch is fighting for his life and Mindy is in such distress. Please keep Mindy and her babies in your thoughts and prayers. I will post some pictures either tonight or tomorrow and try to summarize the past month.
The truth is that my best friend Mindy is going through a really difficult time right now, and it has seemed really trivial to blog about what Colby has done that day. When I wake up, the first thing I do is check my e-mail to see if I've heard from her. She has a twin boy and girl that were born 10 weeks early, and this was after 7 weeks on bedrest when her feet did not touch the floor. The bedrest was very traumatic for her, and now, the boy (Dasch) is in pretty critical condition. He had surgery a week ago to remove part of his bowel, and now he's on a ventilator trying to recover. It makes anything I would post about seem so silly and unimportant when Dasch is fighting for his life and Mindy is in such distress. Please keep Mindy and her babies in your thoughts and prayers. I will post some pictures either tonight or tomorrow and try to summarize the past month.
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