Formula 1 Night

Tuesday night we went over to our friend's house to watch Formula 1, the Bahrain race.  We brought George hoping we could get him to go to sleep in a pack and play there after he had dinner and play time with the twins. 

He had so much fun with Danny and Callie, and their toys!  He especially loved Rody the bouncy horse.

He got off because he saw Callie had stripped down to her knickers.  So he wanted to strip down too!  So, with some help, he did.

He tried to sit and read with Callie, but she was too busy (thus the blur-she didn't stop moving)...

So he went back to riding Rody.  He sat at the window chatting away.  I think he was creating a full narrative of his activity.  None of it was understandable, but he sure was having fun. 

I just love that belly!  He was quite the trooper too.  We let him play until about 7 pm (a half hour past his bedtime), then got him into his jammies and brace and sleep sack.  Then we went into Callie and Danny's room to read "Jamberry" with them.  After that, we went into a bedroom, nursed and cuddled, then I put George down to sleep.  He was pretty confused by the new space, so really cried when I put him down.  So after a few minutes, I sent Daddy in, who had him sound asleep within 5 minutes.  Georgie slept so well that when we left around 10 pm, I scooped him up, said our goodbyes, strapped him into the carseat and he barely stirred.  We got home, got him unstrapped, out of the car into the cold, inside and into bed and the darling boy never woke up.  He slept through until 3 am, when he woke up for a cuddle, then back to sleep.  I had to wake him up at 7:40 so I wouldn't be late for work (and so he'd go to bed at his bedtime that night!).

An Evening at the Park!

Climbing up again is pretty hard!

And down he goes again!

It was 68 degrees outside as we headed to the park after daycare at 5:20 pm.  Glorious!

George is really starting to put some words together now.  Leaving daycare I said we could go to the park and go down the slide.  He responded, "Go outside.  Play!  Slide?"  Though it sounds more like, "Go outshide!  Pway!  Side?"  He went down the slide several times.  He insists on climbing up himself, but after 4 times or so, he starts to get very tired.  He still wants to do it himself though.  Today he was climbing up and suddenly he just let go and went flying backwards.  Luckily I was right there to catch him, but my it happened fast!  No more taking pictures while he's climbing.  I may have missed had I been doing so.  It scared him quite a bit though, so he didn't want to go up the slide any more.  But it didn't slow him down any.

Here is a snap shot in time of a very busy George:

(Note how he tries to interact with the little girl...)

Stops to decide where to go next...ah, to the ducks!

Then off he goes again!

Back to the ducks...

A busy, busy 20 minutes at the park!

Sunday Morning Play Time

Some photos from George, Sunday morning playing in his pjs in a basket.

PEPS! Five Toddlers, All Boys, One House...

We had so much fun on Saturday morning.  We had our PEPS group over for brunch.  There are five little boys, including George, all within two months of each other in age.  They are all so cute and had a lot of fun spreading George's toys all around the house.  The parents had fun too...with 8 other parents there (one spouse was unable to attend), you don't really have to watch your child...and we all kind of watched all the boys.  We had some great food, good coffee, even some mimosas for those who wanted.  And lots of conversation-about kids and not, which is good. 

It's so fun to watch each boy and how he has grown and changed.  We've known each other since the boys were about 5 months old.  At this stage of their development, they play "next to" each other rather than "with" each other, which is fun to see.  And probably better most of the time as this is also the age of "mine" and "now." 

This is James and Ryan playing in the kitchen in George's "kitchen."  James is putting a sippy cup in the refrigerator.

Look at them take turns!

Ryan also had fun pushing Brendan in George's toy stroller...

George thought it looked like fun, and like he'd never thought to do that!

After a few hours, before everyone headed home, we tried to get another picture of all five boys sitting on the sofa.  We have a cute one about 6 months ago.  I think perhaps we should have tried this earlier in the morning when all boys were fresh.  But it was pretty funny...

Then we decided it might be better to just get each boy on a lap.  So here is a cute picture of our five boys, each in the lap of one of their parents.

After all of that, George decided it was great fun to push Brendan in the stroller. 

Brendan wanted to push though...so George traded.

But B was pretty tired, and it just wasn't right...watch George try to fix things.  Sweet boy.

And the brunch ended on a happy note!

Playtime!

George was 19 months old yesterday and the time has flown.  It's hard to believe this is the same child as that newborn we brought home a lifetime ago.

George didn't eat that much tonight, but was really ready for his bath.  After eating dinner, he asked to get down and to "vawsh."  Luckily he also knew the sign for wash, which he used when I looked at him with puzzled expression, or I may not have known what he was asking for.  Request confirmed, I said OK, so he headed to the bathroom and pounded on the door.  I opened it, he walked in, pulled the step stool over, climbed up, turned on the taps, and began to "vawsh" his hands.    He thinks this is the most fun.  He can kind of see himself in the mirror--just in the angled portion at the bottom rim, and he likes that.  He often reaches for the soap, looking to me for approval, but as soon as he touches the soap, he says, "Nooh?"  But he sure loves getting his hands wet, playing with the taps and drying his hands.  When he's finished, he'll say, "down?" and climb down the ladder. 

After washing, we headed to the bath.  He was jumping with joy, literally.  Suddenly he turned and ran away.  I went to find him and he was standing in the entry to our bedroom saying "Uh oh!"  I asked him, "Uh oh what?"  He slapped his hands at his sides.  So I asked, "What's wrong?"  Again, he slapped his hands at his sides.  I still didn't understand, so he said "uh oh," slapped his hands on his diaper, and looked up expectantly.  I asked him if he had a dirty diaper and he smiled, and said "ditty."  So I asked him if we should change his diaper and he turned and ran, smiling, to his bedroom to the changing table!

Clever boy!

After a getting cleaned up, he headed naked but for socks (some how even cuter than naked) to the bath and jumped up and down at the side waiting to get in!  So in the bath he went.  Tonight he was very focused on putting all his toys in the basket, and playing with the jar of vanicream we put into the tub to warm (his eczema is pretty bad right now).

He also showed some signs of another ear infection, poor child...

And he was feeling pretty cheeky too.  This is his cheeky face...

And I've been trying to capture this expression for a week!