I captured this video a couple of weeks ago of Troy training Turner for his future Everest climb. This kid never stops moving and he loves a challenge! I honestly think he would have kept doing this all night long. When we pulled him off and tried to distract him with another toy, he could not be deterred. Finally when it started to get dark outside we had to pry him off and bring him inside for the night. This kid would live outside if he could!
There is no sound on this video, it was just Troy and I chatting and I didn't slow it down or speed it up...Turner just looks like he's in permanent fast-motion.
Disclaimer: No children were injured during the filming of this event. And...I do not approve of the flagrant use of socks-and-sandals you will soon witness in this video.
Sunday, May 1, 2011
Tuesday, March 29, 2011
He's Being Too Quiet
As the mom of a rambunctious little boy you know that when your kid is being too quiet that something's not right. Sunday before church I was putting on makeup in our bedroom, Troy was shaving his face, and Turner was moving between our bedroom and our bathroom bouncing from object to object trying to find things to keep himself occupied.
He went on the other side of the bed where we couldn't see him. I noticed after all of twenty seconds that Turner was being quiet and I immediately asked Troy to go find him. "Go get him, he's being too quiet. You had better get him. That can't be good. "
And sure enough he was playing with my phone, which is a BIG no-no. Especially considering the fact that he slobbered my last phone to death.
So tonight after we went for a walk around the neighborhood we came in the backyard to play and wait for daddy to get home. HE was squatting on the other side of the playground quietly and I knew there couldn't be anything good going on if he was sitting still for more than six seconds.
When I called his name he popped up and smiled. He came up to me with a guilty grin and when I try to catch him he runs in the other direction. I caught him just in time to discover the blade of grass in his mouth. I thought to myself that it seemed strange that he would put grass in his mouth now when he hasn't been putting foreign objects in his mouth for months.
So I squeezed his cheeks and made him give up the grass. Below is a standard mouth inspection:
Two minutes later he's on the edge of the patio. He looks up at me and POPS some grass in his mouth. I go after him and he takes off in the opposite direction. I track him down and get the grass out of his mouth. As most moms know, this goes on for quite a while, I guess it got him some good attention.
So he finally came over to me while I was sitting on the bench (typing this blog ironically), he bent down and popped another piece of grass into his mouth. Only when I went to get it out of his mouth I discovered that it wasn't a piece of grass...
...it was the big fat black spider with the red dot on its back that I had killed yesterday for fear that it was poisonous.
When I screamed like a girl and threw it away I made him cry...and I'm the weird one? Even though I'm a tomboy, this being the mom of a boy may take some getting used to after all!
He went on the other side of the bed where we couldn't see him. I noticed after all of twenty seconds that Turner was being quiet and I immediately asked Troy to go find him. "Go get him, he's being too quiet. You had better get him. That can't be good. "
And sure enough he was playing with my phone, which is a BIG no-no. Especially considering the fact that he slobbered my last phone to death.
So tonight after we went for a walk around the neighborhood we came in the backyard to play and wait for daddy to get home. HE was squatting on the other side of the playground quietly and I knew there couldn't be anything good going on if he was sitting still for more than six seconds.
When I called his name he popped up and smiled. He came up to me with a guilty grin and when I try to catch him he runs in the other direction. I caught him just in time to discover the blade of grass in his mouth. I thought to myself that it seemed strange that he would put grass in his mouth now when he hasn't been putting foreign objects in his mouth for months.
So I squeezed his cheeks and made him give up the grass. Below is a standard mouth inspection:
Two minutes later he's on the edge of the patio. He looks up at me and POPS some grass in his mouth. I go after him and he takes off in the opposite direction. I track him down and get the grass out of his mouth. As most moms know, this goes on for quite a while, I guess it got him some good attention.
So he finally came over to me while I was sitting on the bench (typing this blog ironically), he bent down and popped another piece of grass into his mouth. Only when I went to get it out of his mouth I discovered that it wasn't a piece of grass...
...it was the big fat black spider with the red dot on its back that I had killed yesterday for fear that it was poisonous.
When I screamed like a girl and threw it away I made him cry...and I'm the weird one? Even though I'm a tomboy, this being the mom of a boy may take some getting used to after all!
Monday, March 21, 2011
Words Words Words
Turner has started talking so much lately and showing a real interest in communicating. These are his words, whether the rest of the world can understand what he's saying or not, I'm not sure, but I understand him:
DA-DA
MA-MA (sometimes...hmmm)
LOOK (this was actually his first word, he would raise his hand slowly and point as he said it)
THIS (which sounds more like the "s"-word)
THAT
MORE (more of the yummies he's eating)
UH-OHHHHHHHHHHH
WHOOOA
OHHHH
YEAAAH
YUM YUM YUM YUM
YES (with a nod...added to his vocab just today!)
And my favorite....NOOOO (while shaking his head dramatically)
I realize what a reflection his vocabulary is on my vocabulary, I DO say "whoooooa" a lot.
And occasionally he repeats a three or four syllable word that I say and it just blows me away. He's getting so big and I love watching him change and grow. I can't wait to see what he'll say next!
DA-DA
MA-MA (sometimes...hmmm)
LOOK (this was actually his first word, he would raise his hand slowly and point as he said it)
THIS (which sounds more like the "s"-word)
THAT
MORE (more of the yummies he's eating)
UH-OHHHHHHHHHHH
WHOOOA
OHHHH
YEAAAH
YUM YUM YUM YUM
YES (with a nod...added to his vocab just today!)
And my favorite....NOOOO (while shaking his head dramatically)
I realize what a reflection his vocabulary is on my vocabulary, I DO say "whoooooa" a lot.
And occasionally he repeats a three or four syllable word that I say and it just blows me away. He's getting so big and I love watching him change and grow. I can't wait to see what he'll say next!
Thursday, March 3, 2011
Turner the Movie Star
Okay, so maybe not a movie star....but his picture was flashed on the Austin news for The Milk Bank at Austin. A picture of him was hanging in the hallway at the milk bank and they must have thought he was one of the babies receiving donor milk. They liked that he was flexing his milk-muscles and they chose his picture to show on the news feature. So proud that my little baby was willing to share his milk with the sweet preemies...maybe he saved a life or two ;)
Wednesday, February 23, 2011
Oh Fork!
Hello my old friend. Been a while. Nothing major going on but I thought this was funny. Just today three separate people have told me that my son has a bit of a potty mouth.
When I picked Turner up from the church nursery this morning they politely told me that Turner was blurting out a certain expletive. They prefaced that by telling me that he sure likes to say, "I see" a lot.
Then tonight when my mom was feeding Turner his dinner she spelled out the word she thought it was saying. After a quick pause I realized she was telling me the same thing! What the heck? I assured her he hadn't been exposed to that word and surely it was something else!
When I told Troy that everyone thought Turner cursed like a sailor he laughed. He said that he had just told his co-workers that Turner drops the "S" word on a regular basis.
How am I the only one who spends all day every day with this kid and I don't hear it?! I guess what they say is true, a mother is able to overlook her children's indiscretions even when they're staring her in the face. But...in his defense...he doesn't know what he's saying.
I knew it was going to come back to haunt me when I laughed until I cried when my nephew repeatedly mispronounced "fork" over the Thanksgiving holiday.
When I picked Turner up from the church nursery this morning they politely told me that Turner was blurting out a certain expletive. They prefaced that by telling me that he sure likes to say, "I see" a lot.
Then tonight when my mom was feeding Turner his dinner she spelled out the word she thought it was saying. After a quick pause I realized she was telling me the same thing! What the heck? I assured her he hadn't been exposed to that word and surely it was something else!
When I told Troy that everyone thought Turner cursed like a sailor he laughed. He said that he had just told his co-workers that Turner drops the "S" word on a regular basis.
How am I the only one who spends all day every day with this kid and I don't hear it?! I guess what they say is true, a mother is able to overlook her children's indiscretions even when they're staring her in the face. But...in his defense...he doesn't know what he's saying.
I knew it was going to come back to haunt me when I laughed until I cried when my nephew repeatedly mispronounced "fork" over the Thanksgiving holiday.
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