Friday, November 19, 2010

{this moment}

{this moment} - A Friday ritual. A single photo capturing a moment from the week. A simple, special, extraordinary moment. A moment I want to pause, savor and remember. via SouleMama

Tuesday, November 02, 2010

Eleventh Month

Nate narrates a typical day:

*6am: Wake up singing and chattering in my crib. Mom or Dad brings me a bottle. If Mom has to leave for work, taunt her by falling back asleep with Daddy in the big bed.

*7:30 am: Breakfast. Usually fruit and oatmeal to humor the parents, then my favorite: BOBs! This is my word for Cheerios, organic fruit puffs, anything I get to eat on my own.

*7:45-9:30: Play. I have so many toys, it's hard to keep track. But I usually make sure to hit the activity table and bandstand. Sometimes I run both simultaneously, like a mixmaster at the turntables. DJ Drool, they call me.

I also like this car Grandad Don bought me, and sometimes I can catch up to Sandy Dog.

*9:30-9:45: Wind down. This is a good time for books (especially dog ones, ones I can touch/feel, and ones with moving parts) and cuddles.

*9:45-11:30: Nap. I like to cuddle and fall asleep with Goodman. He's the bear my great-grandparents Granny and Papaw gave me.

*12:00-5:00: Wild Card. I like to mix things up in the afternoon. Lunch, play, outings, +/- a nap. Sometimes I nap willingly in the crib or during an outing; sometimes I fight it desperately. Dad and I might take a walk with the stroller to go look at boats and the water, or Mom might take me for an outing in the Ergo. I am fond of the Ergo. It's warm and snuggly, and I have a great vantage point for hair-pulling.

*5:30-6:30: Dinner. I help out in the kitchen while dinner is being made. I have my own cabinet and utensils for tasting and banging.

*6:30-7:00: Bath and Bedtime Routine. Cleanliness isn't all that important to me, but OH BOY do I love bathtime! I get all excited just seeing the bathtub and my toys. I always play with my ducks, and I have a flotilla of small boats. Bath books are great, too, because I'm actually allowed to chew on them.

Then it's a bottle, a bedtime story or two, prayers, and to sleep in my crib until morning, or before, if the mood strikes. I like to keep them guessing, you know?

*all times are Eastern Standard, and VERY approximate.