Gress asked me where one of his toys was today (it is actually some little chicks in an easter egg). I told him I didn’t know and he said, “mom, can we take everything in the house and put it outside so we can find the chick?”
FUNNY how sometimes I feel the EXACT same way!
I can tell we are approaching Gress becoming 4. He seems to be more silly these days, making silly faces at the camera…if he even poses at all. Usually he runs away or hides behind something, or makes a face you wouldn’t want to document anyway. But the moments he seems to ignore the camera are those where he is loving on Mera, Mcree or just playing. Gress is a smart kid and often asks questions I need an encyclopedia (or Rad) to answer. He loves to draw and lately surprises us with his skill at that. He loves to be outside playing in the dirt or water and doesn’t mind being completely dirty. Gotta love boys!
Wait, it dad thinks I am Rad then who is he? 🙂 Thanks for the oh so cool shirt Laniers! We love it and laugh every time Mcree wears it!
It is hard to believe that 5 months have already passed. WOW has that flown by. Mcree has changed so much…he now:
reaches for you or toys
laughs/crys/wiggles right before you feed him
scoots around his mat/crib
loves to take baths and kicks with excitement when you get him in there
grabs onto toys and shakes rattles
loves to have the blanket completely over his head when he sleeps (safe I know)
chatters loudly and makes spitting noises with his tounge
sucks on his upper lip
plays and chats happily in his crib until you come to get him
loves to feel texture and moves him hand or arm back and forth on things
smiles when you talk to him
squeals when you play rougher or swing him around
loves to put things in his mouth (stuffed animals, blankies)
I am so lucky to have a husband who loves me enough to carry my burdens. Radford has done that from day 1 and I am so thankful to have him. I had a job in Atlanta this last week and we decided to go as a family, mostly because my Dad was in town visiting my sister and Layla and we wanted the kids to be able to see him. As I looked out the kitchen window just before we headed out of Savannah, Rad was strapping onto the car all the needed production supplies, coolers, coffee carafes, a stroller, a pack and play, and so much more, and I thought to myself…is this all really necessary? All this stuff. It was too late to say leave it all behind. The car was leaving the station. We rented a corporate apartment for the week since there was going to be so much coming and going and with one car, we needed to be centrally located. Once we got settled in late that night, I looked at Rad and told him I felt overwhelmed and asked him if he ever felt like just crying from being overwhelmed. He just hugged me and said no. I am not quite sure what response I was thinking he would say, but looking back I am glad that was what he said. I needed him this last week. I needed his hugs, I needed his encouragement, and I needed his help. And he gave it to me wholeheartedly. He loved on me, he took care of every detail with the kids so I didn’t have to think about it one bit, he carried my heavy loads, he spent time with my family so my kids could be loved on by them, and he smiled so I would know all was right in the world. THANKS Rad. Thanks for carrying me through this last week.
My conversation with Gress (while he was sitting on the potty pooping).
Gress: “Mom, when I grow up and have kids, I want Mcree to be my neighbor. He can live next door to us.”
Me: “That would be sweet but Gress, I probably won’t be living with you when you are grown up and have your family.”
Gress: “Mom, you can have more kids, like 5 kids.”
I wasn’t sure what else to say. Then Gress said, “Mom, will you tell me a story…one of you as a little girl.”
Can you believe Mcree is already 4 months old? Ok so he is really 4+months old and I am a little late with these photos. Time seems to be moving so fast these days. Mcree loves to grab his feet, chew on his fingers, swing his arm to make toys move, bounce as hard and high as he can in his bouncy seat, laugh at Gress, and scoot down wherever you set him. He is a sweet sweet baby and I just love being around him.
This photo says it all. (orange creamsicle cupcake)
Where do we learn to parent? I know I learned a lot of great things from my parents about how to discipline, how to love, how to encourage…and maybe there are a few things I would do differently..I think we all want to make our own path. I find myself often times doing what “feels right” and not always paying close attention to how I parent. I love to see other parents discipline and guide their children as I still have SO MUCH to learn. I am a new parent and I know this stage of parenting is a lot easier than some of my friends with older kids have it. But there are times I just don’t know what to do. Yesterday, I had one of those moments.
Gressett has been going to swimming lessons twice a week for the month of March and I have only gone with him a few times as usually Rad is the one to brave the range of emotions Gress often shows. The first weeks he was excited and had fun, that was until they asked him to jump off the wall and go under water. Gress was not having that. The other 3 kids in the class can swim underwater and Gress was still trying to convince the teacher that he was ok in the water as long as he didn’t have to go under. Every week Rad would give me the update of how it went (or didn’t go). This week was my week to go with Gress alone. Rad has tried everything from encouragement, to modeling, to being hard, to explaining why we need to learn to swim (so we don’t die! ) 🙂 I thought on the car ride there I had talked Gress into going underwater. NOPE! The second he had to jump off the side he started crying, making a scene, and acting out. This is the moment as a parent that you have to assess what you are going to do. I let him be for a minute, then stood by trying to encourage him, then told him he was being crazy, then I finally told him I was going to push him if he didn’t jump. That was the moment I put up my hands as a parent and really didn’t know what to do. I KNOW he is scared but he has done it and can do it again. But I didn’t want to scar him emotionally. In my mind I thought, if I want to teach my child, why am I leaving this up to someone else? Do I get in the water and help him to learn? Luckily, another swim teacher came over and said, let me take him for a few minutes while you go for a walk. Gladly I went (as she has helped him before). He was screaming for me (which made it even harder to leave) but then she jumped in the water over and over with him and got him to put his face in the water. Yes, we will be having private lessons with this lady and I think I will soon be in the water more.
I know I will face this “moment” many times in my parenting life. I will be at the place where I just don’t know what to do. No book will tell me. It will just be a moment where I get on my knees and God reminds me this is his child, and I am just lucky enough to have him to love while I am here on this earth.
I just went back to check on Gress as he was screaming for me. When I got there he told me he saw a big shadow with sharp claws and teeth and it was moving. He was too scared to go back to sleep so he asked me to rub his back. Was that a ploy? I don’t know but he is now laying in our bed until he falls asleep. I am glad that I still have that soft side of me that gives in to those moments.