Pierson has handled the adjustment of having a little sister OK. Some days he is jealous and other days he isn't. However, I do believe he has hit the terrible twos early. Lord help us!!! He continues to talk up a storm, and it truly amazes me how much he can say. He calls Hallie "sissy" but will sometimes say her actual name. It is pretty cute. He will give her kisses or hugs, etc. But...when one of us picks her up to feed her, etc, he immediately wants to sit in our lap as well. If her leg touches his he will say "uh...or owie". I can only imagine how joyful it will be when she is crawling and/or walking and getting into all of his toys. Also, I think my mother taught him "ready, set, go"....so now we say that with everything!!
A few weeks ago Pierson decided it was time to climb out of his crib. Between midnight and 1 am, Jeremy heard something, so he walked out of the bedroom to look up at the top of the stairs, and Pierson saying "daddy, daddy". For the first time in his life we brought him into our bed to sleep (don't judge). I didn't want to deal with it that night. So, the next day I made a run to Wal-Mart and purchased the below side railing, because the railing that comes with the crib is not very long. I am pretty sure he would just roll right out every night without the extra railing. We still left him plenty of space to get in and out of the bed. We put up a tall gate at his door as well. To my surprise, he has done good with the transition. When we moved Pierson's room (I think back in December) we did it in a firefighter theme, and we actually just finished it in the last couple of days. I know sad. Again...don't judge. The wall is actually a grey color, but you can't tell in the pictures.
After I picked P up from school that day, we went to the store, and I let him pick out some sheets and he chose cars. Obviously that doesn't go with the theme, but I will get him different sheets when we move him into the firefighter bed that we got him...FOR FREE, I might add.
I took the above pic of him sleeping in the bed to text to Jeremy one day. This is just proof that he can do it...YEAH!!
On a different note...when I pick P up from school, there are a couple of other kids that will run over to me as well to check out the baby, check out my flip flops or whatever beautiful outfits I have been wearing on maternity leave - ha, and Pierson will proudly hold up his hand, point his finger at them and say "my mommy". Really..it starts this early?? Pierson has started whining more, which we are trying to work on. Some of the words that come out of his mouth sound like Chinese maybe?? I just don't understand and I will say "show mommy what it is your talking about", or "show mommy what it is your wanting". So now whenever he wants something he will grab our hands and say "show mommy", or "show daddy". Pretty cute!!
We went to one of his cousin's birthday parties recently at a place called Coo Coo's in Plano, and he had so much fun. He enjoyed his "cucake", riding on the train and going down the slides. It was not so easy for momma to go up and down those slides with him.
We have enjoyed this beautiful weather lately by spending some time outside and allowing him to burn off some of the ridiculous energy that he has.
Cousin time in the garage---Fun! |
Lunch break at the mall |
Enjoying time out (a usual occurrence around here right now) |
Also, I find it very sad and funny that whenever I have my hand pump, which actually does come in handy sometimes when trying to chase around a toddler, Pierson will say "my pump, my pump".
He will probably hate me for this when he gets older, but he likes to pretend like he is pumping as well...lol. This picture doesn't even do it justice. On a positive note, he does realize that it is "sissy's milk".
I also taught Pierson a few very important things, like holding up his hands and saying "peace", and we will say "too legit, too legit to quit" and he will proudly say "hey hey" at the end. It is the important things people!!
I am considering putting up all of his toys, with the exception of his Matchbox cars and his trains. Did I mention that Thomas the Train junk is expensive? He literally has about 75 cars or so, and he will take approximately 30 of them with him to the bathtub every night. I need to take some pictures of the playroom because it is what I like to call "redunkulous". We are about to have a MAJOR clean up session around here.
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