Dear Boston,
Tonight you received your first significant bonk on the head. You have been an official crawler for 4 days now and already you have found plenty of things to bonk your head on. I feel a little guilty for the bonk you received tonight. Daddy and I were playing with you and your toys and we were all having a great time. Then Daddy and I got wrapped up in a mini game of basketball (one person holds their hands out like a hoop and the other person tries to swish the ball). Daddy was beating me big time and I REALLY wanted to win, so I was focused on our little game. Well if I wasn't such a kid and more of an adult I would have noticed my sweet child crawling his way toward the tv stand, but I didn't see until it was too late. I knew you were about to bonk and I already started running for you. You have a little Goose egg (sad) but I think you will be alright.
Consider this fair warning Boss. Dad and I are a couple of kids and probably always will be. At times this will serve you well, and other times you just might....well, bonk your head. Sorry Pal.
We love you. We love you.
Love,
Momma
PS Oh and let it be known your first word is "Momma". That's right! I'm not positive you know exactly what it means yet, but you sure do love to say it!
Sunday, May 22, 2011
Tuesday, May 3, 2011
The books you love
Dear Boston,
you are now 7 1/2 months old. You roll over, get up on your knees, sing, laugh, shout, play, and eat from a spoon. You love to play silly games with Daddy and I and you love playing on your special quilt from Nana. Some days I plop you on the quilt with two of your toy boxes and watch you dig through them, pulling out toys from one box, and placing them in the other. Other times I plop you on your blanket, surrounded by all of your books. You love your books. You love to look at the pictures, have them read to you, and taste them (as evidenced by the rough edges), but that's what board books are for right? Grandma Tresa has bought you most of your board books and you sure do love them. I am crazy about board books too because I want you to be able to get your hands on them, feel them, taste them, whatever you want, just to start out your love of books. You also love when Daddy or I read to you. You have some special favorites, so I will list them out.
You love your Wheels on the bus book. It has a musical button on it and you love to eat the button or try to press it. You get a big smile on your face when I sing this book to you. This book is a big board book so you like to stare at each of the stuffed animals on the bus.
Your Dr. Seuss board books are a big favorite with you. We like to lay on our backs, while I read these books to you. Your personal favorites are Big Dog, Little Dog, There's a Wocket in my pocket (this is my fav. too) and Ten Apples up on Top.
We love reading, Are you my mother? By P.D. Eastman.
We read the scriptures everyday, but we also read the portugese children's Book of Mormon. You love this book, but because it's very special, and not a board book I can't let you get your little hands on it.
Another very special book you are constantly trying to get your hands on is, Goodnight Moon. This book is very old, and it's the same copy that my Momma read to me when I was a baby. This book is so calming to you (and me) and we read it before every nap and bedtime.
If you have the patience for it, we also read you the first book that Daddy and I bought for you called, On the Night you were born. This book is so sweet and I have it memorized cover to cover. So whenever you are upset, even if I don't have the book on hand, I start saying the words to the book and you get a HUGE smile on your face.
You also love your Hippo's Go Berserk book from Aunt Natalie.
The book I used to read to you every single day is, The Napping House, but I have that book memorized too, and I got a little sick of it, so we have retired it for a couple weeks. :)
I also have 4 mini Beatrix Potter books from when I was little that are board books and we bring them to church every Sunday and you seem to enjoy them.
Your very favorite book to chew on is a book with all rubber pages.
Well, I think we covered most of your favorites. I will try and update our new favorites as time goes on.
Your favorite songs have remained the same from the beginning,
To Make you Feel my love, I will Love you (not the Whitney song), and Fix you.
When we are being silly you have a lot of fun with, Itsy Bitsy Spider, Daddy's Greasy grimy song, and I'm your Buckaroo.
Love,
Momma
You love your Wheels on the bus book. It has a musical button on it and you love to eat the button or try to press it. You get a big smile on your face when I sing this book to you. This book is a big board book so you like to stare at each of the stuffed animals on the bus.
Your Dr. Seuss board books are a big favorite with you. We like to lay on our backs, while I read these books to you. Your personal favorites are Big Dog, Little Dog, There's a Wocket in my pocket (this is my fav. too) and Ten Apples up on Top.
We love reading, Are you my mother? By P.D. Eastman.
We read the scriptures everyday, but we also read the portugese children's Book of Mormon. You love this book, but because it's very special, and not a board book I can't let you get your little hands on it.
Another very special book you are constantly trying to get your hands on is, Goodnight Moon. This book is very old, and it's the same copy that my Momma read to me when I was a baby. This book is so calming to you (and me) and we read it before every nap and bedtime.
If you have the patience for it, we also read you the first book that Daddy and I bought for you called, On the Night you were born. This book is so sweet and I have it memorized cover to cover. So whenever you are upset, even if I don't have the book on hand, I start saying the words to the book and you get a HUGE smile on your face.
You also love your Hippo's Go Berserk book from Aunt Natalie.
The book I used to read to you every single day is, The Napping House, but I have that book memorized too, and I got a little sick of it, so we have retired it for a couple weeks. :)
I also have 4 mini Beatrix Potter books from when I was little that are board books and we bring them to church every Sunday and you seem to enjoy them.
Your very favorite book to chew on is a book with all rubber pages.
Well, I think we covered most of your favorites. I will try and update our new favorites as time goes on.
Your favorite songs have remained the same from the beginning,
To Make you Feel my love, I will Love you (not the Whitney song), and Fix you.
When we are being silly you have a lot of fun with, Itsy Bitsy Spider, Daddy's Greasy grimy song, and I'm your Buckaroo.
Love,
Momma
Tuesday, March 29, 2011
Silly Momma, happy baby
Dear Boston,
Dad is the one around here that gets all of your really good laughs, and he does it without hardly trying. I however have to go to great lengths to get a laugh out of you. Here is a list of some of the things I do to make you laugh.
I dance around the house, tossing my head from side to side singing/chanting "Bostybear! Bostybear!" over and over and over.
I lean over you and let you pull on my hair so hard that I feel like it will rip off my scalp (I get some really good laughs off of that one).
I sing over and over, "diarrhea poopoo! Diarrhea poopoo!". I know that is awful, but I said it one time (you can guess why) and you just about died laughing, so I tried it again and again and it works like a charm every time. Boys will boys.
I let you grip my face with both little hands as tight as you can, and pull me in for a big, open mouth slobber on the cheek.
I sing the same songs over and over and over just to get a little chuckle from you.
I stick my hand over the car seat while we are driving, so that you can grab it and pull as hard as you can. It hurts a little and gets tiring but you laugh SO hard I can't resist.
As I am writing this list I am noticing quite a few of these things I do to make you laugh involve varying amounts of pain to me! Now I will share with you what Daddy does.
He smiles at you. You laugh.
He sits you on his shoulders and says, "get down from up there". You laugh.
He tickles you. You laugh.
He spanks your bum and says, "naughty boy". You laugh.
He kisses you. You laugh.
He changes your diaper. You laugh.
Are you seeing a pattern here Turkey? Can't you give a girl a break? Dad and I had a contest the other day to see how long it would take to get you to laugh. For Dad it was 15 seconds. Me? A minute and a half! However, when you are upset, I am the one that can calm you down INSTANTLY! I'll take it. :)
Love,
Momma
Dad is the one around here that gets all of your really good laughs, and he does it without hardly trying. I however have to go to great lengths to get a laugh out of you. Here is a list of some of the things I do to make you laugh.
I dance around the house, tossing my head from side to side singing/chanting "Bostybear! Bostybear!" over and over and over.
I lean over you and let you pull on my hair so hard that I feel like it will rip off my scalp (I get some really good laughs off of that one).
I sing over and over, "diarrhea poopoo! Diarrhea poopoo!". I know that is awful, but I said it one time (you can guess why) and you just about died laughing, so I tried it again and again and it works like a charm every time. Boys will boys.
I let you grip my face with both little hands as tight as you can, and pull me in for a big, open mouth slobber on the cheek.
I sing the same songs over and over and over just to get a little chuckle from you.
I stick my hand over the car seat while we are driving, so that you can grab it and pull as hard as you can. It hurts a little and gets tiring but you laugh SO hard I can't resist.
As I am writing this list I am noticing quite a few of these things I do to make you laugh involve varying amounts of pain to me! Now I will share with you what Daddy does.
He smiles at you. You laugh.
He sits you on his shoulders and says, "get down from up there". You laugh.
He tickles you. You laugh.
He spanks your bum and says, "naughty boy". You laugh.
He kisses you. You laugh.
He changes your diaper. You laugh.
Are you seeing a pattern here Turkey? Can't you give a girl a break? Dad and I had a contest the other day to see how long it would take to get you to laugh. For Dad it was 15 seconds. Me? A minute and a half! However, when you are upset, I am the one that can calm you down INSTANTLY! I'll take it. :)
Love,
Momma
Tuesday, February 15, 2011
Your favorite book
Dear Boston,
your Momma is a book lover. I love to read as much and as often as I can. I hope to instill this love for books and reading in you, so in an attempt to do that, I read with you every day. We read Dr. Seuss, Beatrix Potter, Audrey Wood, etc... The one book we are very consistent with is the Scriptures. And I swear, I am not being a cheesy Mom (ok maybe a little) but you have a totally unique reaction to the scriptures. When I read you your books you look at the pages with interest and try to reach out and grab them. When I read you the scriptures you smile up at me the whole time. I know you don't understand the words I am saying, but I think you must recognize the spirit that enters the room.
Grandma Tresa told me her favorite memories of me as a child were when I would come into her room while she was napping and plop her heavy scriptures up on her stomach. Then I would climb up in bed with her and ask her to read to me. I loved and continue to love the scriptures. I hope you love them too. As you get older the scriptures will become very familiar to you and reading them may feel a little routine and insignificant at times. But I want you to remember that when you were just a baby you could recognize the special spirit that the scriptures bring into a room. That spirit is tangible. It is real. It can be hard to recognize, in fact I don't recognize that spirit every time I read...but you do. I just want you to remember that.
I love you Boston.
Isaiah ch 11 vs 6 "and a little child shall lead them".
Love, Momma
your Momma is a book lover. I love to read as much and as often as I can. I hope to instill this love for books and reading in you, so in an attempt to do that, I read with you every day. We read Dr. Seuss, Beatrix Potter, Audrey Wood, etc... The one book we are very consistent with is the Scriptures. And I swear, I am not being a cheesy Mom (ok maybe a little) but you have a totally unique reaction to the scriptures. When I read you your books you look at the pages with interest and try to reach out and grab them. When I read you the scriptures you smile up at me the whole time. I know you don't understand the words I am saying, but I think you must recognize the spirit that enters the room.
Grandma Tresa told me her favorite memories of me as a child were when I would come into her room while she was napping and plop her heavy scriptures up on her stomach. Then I would climb up in bed with her and ask her to read to me. I loved and continue to love the scriptures. I hope you love them too. As you get older the scriptures will become very familiar to you and reading them may feel a little routine and insignificant at times. But I want you to remember that when you were just a baby you could recognize the special spirit that the scriptures bring into a room. That spirit is tangible. It is real. It can be hard to recognize, in fact I don't recognize that spirit every time I read...but you do. I just want you to remember that.
I love you Boston.
Love, Momma
Wednesday, February 9, 2011
Letter to Mommy
Dear Boston,
The other day I went to check on you in your bed and to my surprise I saw you swaddled up with a card on your chest. Daddy had been giving me cards and leaving them around the house all week, but you can imagine my surprise when I saw that you had wrote me one!
Here is what it said,
Momma,
You are my favorite thing. The noises you make are the best. You are the most fun, sweet, huggy, and smell-goodiest of all things. The Dadda thing stinks and is pokey. You are the best Momma ever. I have talked to a lot of other babies and I know!
Thank you for taking such good care of me. sorry I don't nap very well but it's your fault cause you're so loving and pretty that I can't resist seeing you come in and pick me up. You make me so happy.
I chose you up in Heaven. Heavenly Father winked at me and told me, "She's the best I have".
I love you Momma.
Love,
Bosty Bear
Right back at you Buddy! Right back at you!
The other day I went to check on you in your bed and to my surprise I saw you swaddled up with a card on your chest. Daddy had been giving me cards and leaving them around the house all week, but you can imagine my surprise when I saw that you had wrote me one!
Here is what it said,
Momma,
You are my favorite thing. The noises you make are the best. You are the most fun, sweet, huggy, and smell-goodiest of all things. The Dadda thing stinks and is pokey. You are the best Momma ever. I have talked to a lot of other babies and I know!
Thank you for taking such good care of me. sorry I don't nap very well but it's your fault cause you're so loving and pretty that I can't resist seeing you come in and pick me up. You make me so happy.
I chose you up in Heaven. Heavenly Father winked at me and told me, "She's the best I have".
I love you Momma.
Love,
Bosty Bear
Friday, January 28, 2011
Partying together
Dear Boston,
Every night Daddy and I put you to bed and then we hang out watching movies, talking, playing games, etc... Last night we did the same as always. We put you to bed and then went to our bedroom (right next to yours) and talked and talked. We started laughing and we were a little loud. The next thing we heard was You cracking up laughing over the monitor! haha! I guess you just thought you were part of the party. Daddy and I ran in your room and you were wide awake, smiling, laughing and grabbing your little feet (that's your thing right now). So of course we picked you up and played with you for a little while and then put you back down.
That will by FAR be one of my favorite memories with you and Daddy ever. It was one of those, "Life does not get better than this moments".
I love you so much...thanks for all the laughs
Love,
Momma
That will by FAR be one of my favorite memories with you and Daddy ever. It was one of those, "Life does not get better than this moments".
I love you so much...thanks for all the laughs
Love,
Momma
Friday, January 21, 2011
My Favorites
Dear Boston,
I just have to say that I feel so honored to be your Momma. I have never had a greater responsibility in my hands and I just know that the Lord sent Daddy and I one of his most precious spirits to take care of, and we are still in awe that you chose us. Or maybe we chose you...who knows, we probably all chose each other, but all I can say is that I feel like the luckiest girl in the world to be your Mother.
So I have compiled a list of my "favorites" with you from our last 4 months together. May I share?
Your stinky, sweaty little hands (trust me I never thought that would be my favorite thing about a guy I'm in love with) nonetheless, It is one of my favorite little things about you. No matter how often I wash them, they still stink and it just reminds me how BOY you really are. :)
Your laugh is awesome! I spend good portions of our days making every ridiculous face, noise, and voice in attempts to just hear that laugh for a second...it's SO worth it!
Our daily conversations. We talk and talk and you just think it is the coolest thing ever. You sometimes can't contain your excitement and with a huge grin you do this bashful little shoulder shrug and curl up in a ball.
Your attempts to get me to stay in the room with you at night. I read you your story, sing you your songs and then put you in bed. As I leave, you stick your chin out and let out your little, "hey! Mom! Where you going?" noise and about half the time (although I know I shouldn't) I let you reel me in for one more kiss.
I love how you track me or Daddy. Which ever one of us that you seem to be interested in at the moment, you will not let us out of your sight. You track us at all costs, even if it means arching your back and looking at us upside down. I love it.
You are learning how to do more kisses and less licks...this is a good thing. :)
You love standing up while I hold your hands and you get this really proud look on your face and you always without fail look around the room for Daddy. You don't really care what Mom thinks of this awesome feat...you just want to know that you're making Daddy proud.
I love listening to you and Daddy read together.
This week you have really discovered your voice and Daddy and I have had many moments where we sit, listening to the monitor just cracking up, because your vocal range is so much fun to listen to!
Well, those are my favorites with you as of recently. Should I mention my not so favorites? You have been a little turkey with sleeping lately and you are not doing so hot with nursing either. Let's get these things figured out Buddy. But in the mean time just keep up your general cuteness and I think we will be just fine. :)
Love,
Momma
I just have to say that I feel so honored to be your Momma. I have never had a greater responsibility in my hands and I just know that the Lord sent Daddy and I one of his most precious spirits to take care of, and we are still in awe that you chose us. Or maybe we chose you...who knows, we probably all chose each other, but all I can say is that I feel like the luckiest girl in the world to be your Mother.
So I have compiled a list of my "favorites" with you from our last 4 months together. May I share?
Your stinky, sweaty little hands (trust me I never thought that would be my favorite thing about a guy I'm in love with) nonetheless, It is one of my favorite little things about you. No matter how often I wash them, they still stink and it just reminds me how BOY you really are. :)
Your laugh is awesome! I spend good portions of our days making every ridiculous face, noise, and voice in attempts to just hear that laugh for a second...it's SO worth it!
Our daily conversations. We talk and talk and you just think it is the coolest thing ever. You sometimes can't contain your excitement and with a huge grin you do this bashful little shoulder shrug and curl up in a ball.
Your attempts to get me to stay in the room with you at night. I read you your story, sing you your songs and then put you in bed. As I leave, you stick your chin out and let out your little, "hey! Mom! Where you going?" noise and about half the time (although I know I shouldn't) I let you reel me in for one more kiss.
I love how you track me or Daddy. Which ever one of us that you seem to be interested in at the moment, you will not let us out of your sight. You track us at all costs, even if it means arching your back and looking at us upside down. I love it.
You are learning how to do more kisses and less licks...this is a good thing. :)
You love standing up while I hold your hands and you get this really proud look on your face and you always without fail look around the room for Daddy. You don't really care what Mom thinks of this awesome feat...you just want to know that you're making Daddy proud.
I love listening to you and Daddy read together.
This week you have really discovered your voice and Daddy and I have had many moments where we sit, listening to the monitor just cracking up, because your vocal range is so much fun to listen to!
Well, those are my favorites with you as of recently. Should I mention my not so favorites? You have been a little turkey with sleeping lately and you are not doing so hot with nursing either. Let's get these things figured out Buddy. But in the mean time just keep up your general cuteness and I think we will be just fine. :)
Momma
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