Monday, September 14, 2009

My baby isn't a baby anymore

I just had Andersen's 2 year pictures taken. I went with a fabulous photographer that was part of the mud volleyball I was playing on...it was fate!
I will most definitely use her from here on out and would recommend her to anyone!
And yes I'm aware Andersen has a mullet, but it's oh so cute....

http://www.alisonandoliver.blogspot.com/

Check out her other pictures as well, incredible...
(you may have to scroll down or click the link on the right side that says Mr. Andersen)

Thursday, September 3, 2009

Honest Scrap

My lovely cousin Pity nominated me for the Honest Scrap.
Basically I list 10 things about me that my (5) readers may not know about me. I'm also suppose to have 10 other people participate, however, I do not know that many people...

1. I love wearing heels. Maybe it's because I'm only 5'2" on a good day, but I love wearing them. I'm not a fan of the flat shoe craze that is going on now. Don't get me wrong, I love my flip flops for the weekends, but at work I love wearing them, even on casual day.
2. I don't drink water. I don't like it. If I do drink it, I have to top it off with 4 or 5 squeezed lemons.
3. I love color. Not a single room in my house is white. But I don't really care to wear color. I feel as though it draws unnecessary attention my way.
4. I hate attention, or being the center of attention. If I'm around a group of people, I don't say much. It's not that I'm not having fun or don't have anything to say, I just don't like a lot of people staring at me...this is why I hate public speaking.
5. I still write on my hand to remind me to do something. I don't know if it's the getting older thing or my mommy brain is getting worse, but I can't remember a lot anymore.
6. However, I can remember what people were wearing the 1st time I meet them or what they were wearing at an event/gathering/party. That is how I describe people to my friends...by what they wear.
7. I too, like my older brother James, have a mild form of self diagnosed OCD. Now not everything has to have a place, but I count everything; even if I have already counted that thing before. And I hate math! I count how many words make up a sentence (usually one that sticks out in my head). And in that same sentence I will count how many letters make up that sentence. If it comes out odd, (which I don't like odd numbers) I will count the period. It's weird, I know.
8. When I get bored or tired I play with my hair/head.
9. I do not like chocolate. I can tolerate the bite size candy bars and that is about it (usually only 1).
10. I hate being late. I don't like it when people are late. If you know you have somewhere to go then you need to be there by that time. Even if that means getting ready that much earlier. I'm always early, even to work. If I'm even 5 minutes late, it throws off my whole day.

Thursday, August 20, 2009

24 months and 2 days!

That's right! Mark your calendar's Andersen speaks! Ok, maybe not in full sentences and he didn't repeat the words he said....but he said more than the 5 words he's been saying for the past year of his life!
He pointed to go down the steps and said "Go,Go", then said "Grandpa" and he was trying to say Uncle Kippie's and has the "K" down...
I'm so proud of him...but now I'm sure I'll probably have to wait another year to get another word...but that's fine by me...

Tuesday, August 18, 2009

Your Birthday...

Today was your day, so I decided to take off of work and spend it with you.

But boy if I only knew what I got myself into, I probably would have opted to work!-ok not really, I promise to take your birthday off every year even if they are just as crazy as this one.
You decided that you wanted to start the day off with a bang and wake up at 6:15. I mean, why would you want to sleep in on your birthday? Unfortunately for me, you got up on the wrong side of the bed. Whining, not happy, didn't want to be held-but also you didn't want down...I knew then it was going to be a long day....
So by 9:45 I laid you down for your nap...
Less than an hour later, you woke up crying (yet another sign of what was to come)...
I thought you are suppose to get present for your birthday, however you felt it necessary to leave me one...a naked boy (remember I said he knew how to take off his diaper?) you also decided it was the perfect spot to go number 1 and number 2...and you also decided it was the pefect opportunity to put your hands in the poop! So I scooped you up and put in you the bath...
So it was almost lunch time, so we called daddy at work and asked if he wanted to join us...we went to your favorite place, McD's and you were an angel. You ate your entire meal and didn't try to get up until we were ready to leave.
What is something else you would like to do? None other than go to the park. You love it there. This particular park has a play set for children and another set for older kids. Of course Andersen can't play on the children's part, I mean hello he is 2 for goodness sake...

When we left, I had opened the windows to the car to let some air in and while I was driving you found it necessary to throw your shoe out of the car window! This kid has an arm on him, trust me. Luckily you had bad aim with your 2nd shoe....and thank goodness I was able to go back and get the other one.
Finally we come home and I give you cookie and let you drink water our of a big kid cup and you just had to end your day by wiping your mouth on your shirt...

He definitely keeps me on my toes...there is never a dull moment with Andersen

Happy Birthday!

Happy 2nd Birthday to my baby boy...
I cannot believe that you are 2! Where has the time gone? When did you grow up? When did you go from being dependant on your father and I to being totally independent?
Where to begin:
You are absolutely amazing. You are incredibly smart...and sure I may be biased, but I truly believe that you are going to change the world. You only need to be shown once how to do something and you got it down pact...but that is also a bad thing, like the time the neighbor girl taught you to jump off the picnic table bench. It's so wonderful to watch you soak everything up.
You are still a man with few words. You are still signing, and slowly learning new sounds, so I'm not worried that you can't really talk. You definitely know what you want, when you want it and you have no problem telling us in other ways!
You are very athletic! People that don't even know you always comment on your athletic ability. You have picked up golf, basketball, and baseball without any problems. From watching your father play softball you have now combined golf and softball. You hit the golf ball, run into the other room, come back and slide. It's pretty amazing what you can do. You get those wonderful abilities from your dad. We went to the mall on a rainy day so you could run around the play area, you were hanging with the big kids like always. Watching them climb the big free standing objects and would pick up how they climbed up them the wrong way, and you would follow suite. Right before we were leaving, a lady came up to me and told me that she was a physical therapist and has never seen a child be as coordinated, athletic, and have the advanced gross motor skills that you do for your age.
Without a doubt, you will amount to something. Whether it be sports or academics, you will thrive.
Leo is your zodiac sign and it couldn't be more spot on. You want your way, especially when you're tired. You love being the center of attention. You can make me pull my hair out one minute, but also have me rolling on the ground laughing the next. You are very independent. I don't know if it's the same for all kids your age or not, but you are independent and stubborn! I may not have given you the athletic abilities, but I sure did give you these two traits!
You like to get in the fridge and get your milk/food out. You want to brush your teeth and want no help from us. You have learned to take off your diaper (which isn't fun). You want to buckle yourself in your chair or car seat. You now want to open the door to the car all by yourself. The list could go on to all the things you want to do...
You are the best thing in our lives. You give the best 'squeezes', and have one of the sweetest kisses. And you still only like to cuddle when you're about to go to sleep. That is my favorite time of the day, when you lay your head on my shoulder and fall asleep...
I cannot wait to see what tomorrow brings...