Matthew. Emma. William. Paul

Matthew. Emma. William. Paul

Wednesday, December 12, 2012

Sold My Soul

If someone were to ask me what I did in 2012 I would say,

I got to hang out with the sweetest, sometimes cranky, little boy. I learned how to be a Mother. I made mistakes and learned some new tricks. I went to the Coldplay concert! I took up running, rocked out to Imagine Dragons and ran longer and faster than I ever had before. I took up reading, actual novels and not US weekly. I did a lot of experimenting in the kitchen and created a few recipes that are now some of our favorite things. Oh yeah... and I sold my soul for some felt, 4 for a dollar.

Let me explain.
But first you must understand- IT WAS WORTH IT!

Meet William's Quiet Book

I know what you're thinking. Isn't that the same fabric as the table cloth from William's party?
Yeah. SO?

Or you might be thinking... Isn't that a horrendous sewing job? Do those handles even match up? Did you have a pattern? Are you blind?
Yes. No. No. No, just retarded. 

I made the pages like a binder so that I can take them in and out. Obviously this is HUGE and I would look crazy carrying this around so I can select the pages and order I prefer. Also, and most importantly, I can add to it. 

This is the alphabet, if you were confused. You can velcro the letters on and off to put them in order. Or just rip them off and eat them, if you're William. 

The animals are finger puppets and come out of the train.

The egg lifts up to a baby dinosaur.

The pieces come out of the bucket and make a sandcastle

Make your own ice cream parlor 

Match the sock's once they come out of the dryer. These match up with magnets

 Unbutton the apples and put in the box.

Boarding Air Canada.

The helicopter unsnaps to fly around and the truck carries the luggage to load the plane.

William the astronaut 

The rocket lands on the moon to visit an alien

One more close up of William the astronaut haha

So impressed to be in space. 

 Mix and match to create your robot.

This is an educational page, mostly for me. The planets come out and you put them in order.

So if you've seen me in the last 3 months looking a little disheveled, now you know...
I chose to quiet book instead of shower.
You're welcome

Thursday, November 29, 2012

One Year

I wanted to sit down and write about William turning one and all the things he is up to. Now that he's  13 months, I've gotten to it...

This has been once crazy year filled with almost every emotion known to man, and a few I made up on the spot. William has gone form a tiny new born to an energetic, strong-willed and independent little person. 
        Minutes old.
I remember being so surprised at how tiny he was. 6 pounds and 14 ounces of a little string bean, made just for me.  

One month.

Two months.

Three months.

Four months.

Five months exactly, on my birthday.

Six months and still one of my favorite pictures.

Seven months.

Eight months.

Nine months.

Ten months.

Eleven months.


At one year William CAN.

Crawl faster and quieter then you would expect- very sneaky!
"Walk" while holding onto walls or furniture.
Cry, when you take something away he was playing with.
Talk. He will say Mom, Dad, giggle/tickle (not sure which one he means) sounds like, ge-go. He has said peek-a-boo once but it was really clear. 
Copy sounds when you ask him to.
"Jump" He does the jumping motion but his feet say on the ground. 
Get his stuffed dog, Sprocket when you say, "William where's Sprocket?" 
Play catch by himself or with others. He favors throwing to the left, so that's where you should be sitting, or it's not much fun.
Cry and scream when I brush his teeth.
Put his blocks away... only when he's in the mood and I make a big deal of it.
Push his toy car ALL around the house.
Sleep like a Boss, 13 hours at night with one nap in the day.
Play peek-a-boo all day and everyday. It never gets old.
Crawl to the bathroom when you say it's bath-time. 
Throw his food when he's done eating.
Free stand.
Open the bathroom door.
Reach things off the counter that you thought were out of reach...

At one year William CAN'T

Feed himself anything that is not finger food, I don't trust him yet- WAY too messy!
Walk. I am nervous and excited for this. He is getting too heavy to carry but I like not having to chase him everywhere. He has taken a step sideways but not forward. Okay, one time, but I manipulated the situation entirely and he fell flat on his face. Not doing that again. 
Wave hello or clap. He will clap other objects together but refuses to clap his hands and will look away when I try to get him to wave.
He used to give a high-five but has since decided that is stupid and now refuses that too. 

We made it! I am loving this stage and am so glad he is not a new born anymore. He was cute don't get me wrong but it's so nice living blow-out and spit up free with a child that sleeps. Happy day.

Wednesday, November 7, 2012

William's Birthday Party!

I don't know who was more excited for William's party... ME or him. I love Birthdays and I had a blast planning Will's. I chose the theme after the poem, "What are little boy's made of?" and therefore everything was frog, snail and puppy dog tail-ified. 

We were fortunate enough to have both sets of grandparents here for the party, as well as a small group of close friends. Pretty sure our tiny apartment was breaking the fire code but we had fun. William was just basking in all the love and attention all weekend. 

William is pretty reserved when it comes to untrusted solid food. I didn't know how he would do with  cake, or if he would even touch it. I made it sugar free just incase...

He was a little unsure at first.

Then played with the decoration

He warmed up pretty quickly

Cake = success!

Once we were all cleaned up from the cake it was time to open some presents.
For this we recruited an older and more experienced helper. After all, what are girlfriends for besides taking all your stuff?

It was very important to Matt to purchase a basketball for William

Judging from William's smile it was important to him too.

Man, candid photos are so attractive on me....

William, sporting his France soccer jersey from Auntie Lindsay.

It really was a blast. Thanks to all who came and celebrated with us.