To remember

I've read a few posts from other bloggers that are basically just things that they want to remember.  And I like the idea.

Jack.  My Baby Boy.  Happy-Jack.

• He hugs my shoulder when I pick him up.


• He loves to smile...at almost everything!


• He started laughing this weekend; he thought my Mom was hilarious.


• He shoves both of his hands against his nose and mouth when he starts falling asleep or when he begins to wake up.


• He loves his jumperoo.


• He loves grabbing the things hanging from his play gym and shoving them into his mouth.


• He sucks his fingers some times (but won't take a pacifier).


• He sleeps like his Daddy.  He's not easy to wake up and makes a lot of noise in his sleep.


• He loves "talking" to you and gets upset if you don't pay attention.  He also loves it when you talk to him.


• He is one of the happiest babies that I have ever seen.  Ever.


• He adores his Daddy!

Trip.  My Little Man.  Trip-Monster.

• He began laughing last week, but really got it going this weekend.  He also thought my Mom was hilarious.


• He doesn't smile for many people, but when he does they're in love.


• He bloomed this past weekend.  He is Mr. Personality, now!


• He loves to grab the things hanging from his play gym, but has no interest in sticking it in his mouth.


• He clasps his hands together all the time.


• He loves to stick his hands in his mouth.  Since said hands are usually clasped together he frequently tries to shove both hands in.  This always results in choking.


• He has coughed since he was born.  It's still cute (and due to the dry heat).


• His mood swings are crazy!  He will laugh then cry within the same few seconds.


• He's most ticklish on the outside of his ribs.


• He loves it when you hold his hands and he helps you pull himself up to a sitting position.


• He adores his Mommy and often won't pay attention to anyone else if he can see me.  :-)

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It's amazing how much they both blossomed this past weekend.  We all went to the mountains to see my family (and the husband's grandparents).  The boys loved spending time with my parents.  I think it was all the one-on-one time that they both received.  I've decided that even if it means I don't get anything done around the house, I'm going to make sure they get more one-on-one time with me.

Last night the boys slept sans-swaddles.  I've used these since they were born, but now they're really too small.  So since my choices are go buy the swaddles in a larger size or put them in sleep sacks, I opted for the sleep sacks.  They need to be able to move around more, anyway.  I know it's better for their development. 

The night was interesting.  Trip woke up some time around 5 am (it would have been earlier, but we got back from our trip very late) screaming his little head off.  His new found freedom had allowed him to scoot up to the top of his crib.  I can assure you he was not at all happy about having the top of his head pressed up against the bars of his crib.  I believe Trip's screaming woke up Jack because he wasn't very happy either.  I fed both of them (loved not having to unwrap them to feed them and the ease with which the diaper change went) and laid them back down without any further fuss.  This morning around 8:30 the husband and I walked in to one very happy Trip-monster and one still sleeping Jack-Jack.  Jack was even sleeping curled up on his side sucking on one hand.  This was quite a change from our typical morning routine which consists of being awakened by the screams of a very hungry and not-happy-to-be-swaddled Trip and a pretty happy but grunting-about-the-swaddle Jack. 

We'll see how tonight goes.  They went down without much of a fuss around 7:15.  I'm hoping they sleep to a decent hour in the morning.

I'm in total awe of how much these two little creatures have changed in the few months that they've been on the outside.  It's truly hard to wrap my mind around the fact that this time last year I was on CD2 of the cycle that created them.  It's even harder to wrap my mind around the fact that this time next year I'll have two 15 month old boys terrorizing my home.  Our home.  I am in awe.  :-)