Parkerisms

The way Parker talks cracks me up.  It's so fun to witness how his language skills are developing, but I'm really going to be sad when he speaks proper, fluent English.  Almost a year ago, Paul tried to teach Parker how to say bumblebee and it came out "bumbee bumbee."  So cute!  The other day I asked him to say bumblebee and he said it perfectly.  Darn.  I guess he really is growing up.  I decided that I'd better record some of his Parkerisms before they no longer exist.

* Mama share it for Parker.  (Mama share with Parker.)
* Not go on the freeway, Mama.
* Get it the ladder!
* Parker want it yogurt.
* Have a good bike ride today?
* Air conditioner garage (Garage door opener)
* It's getting daytime? (Is it still daytime?  Said when it's almost time for nap or bed.)
* Parker not go night night.
* Dada have a good work today?
* Parker do it.
* It's maybe lost?
* Parker not a little nerd.
* Parker go first.
* Eat it all for me. (I ate it all.)
* Don't fall for me. (Don't push me.  He said this the other day in the bathtub when Paul was washing him and he was sliding around in the tub.)
* Dada doing, Dada? (What are you doing, Dada?)
* Dada don't want keep me.

This last one he said on Saturday night and it was a little heart wrenching.  I think it was the first time he'd really gotten his feelings hurt.  Parker, Kate and I had been gone all day to Orange County and when we got back Paul was about to leave to go for a run.  He often takes Parker with him in the stroller and he asked if Parker wanted to come.  Parker said that he wanted to go, but that he wanted to ride his tricycle.  Paul said that that wasn't an option and after a few screams, Parker finally consented to go in the stroller.  Apparently he changed his mind just moments into the run because he started throwing a tantrum so loud that I could hear them down the street from our apartment.  With that Parker lost his going on a run with Dada privilege and Paul brought him back home and dropped him off inside.  Parker was fuming.  Once he finally calmed down enough to speak, he kept saying, "Dada don't want keep me" over and over again.  It was pretty sad.  I explained that he can't go on runs with Dada if he cries.  When Paul got back he assured Parker that he does want to keep him and hopefully he can go on a run with him next time. 

Can you believe that this cute boy would ever throw a tantrum?

Sleep!

Kate slept through the night last night!

I have been thinking lately about the ways Kate is different from how Parker was as a newborn and have concluded that the biggest difference is probably in how Paul and I handle her.  People told me that the second baby is much easier than the first because you've already been through it before and honestly, I was skeptical, but they were right.  I just feel more calm about her; things that would stress me out about Parker aren't so bad this time around.  I remember being distraught about him spitting up, his sleeping schedule, his crying, etc.  You know, the normal things.  These things are still a concern, of course, but I just feel less stressed.

Anyway, her sleeping through the night for the first time is a good example of that.  With Parker, I woke up at 5:00am and was scared that he had died. When I checked on him and saw that he was still alive, I was too excited to go back to sleep.  This morning I also woke up at 5:00am (I guess that's what my body is used to).  I was surprised that she hadn't eaten yet, but not alarmed.  I realized that I hadn't put in my ear plugs last night, so I grabbed them, put them in, rolled over, and went back to sleep.  She is a notorious sleep growler and I didn't want to risk having her keep me up with her groans.

I have no hope that this little teaser of a full night's rest is permanent, but it was nice to catch up on a little sleep.

Go Cougars!

Have you ever met a cuter BYU fan?

I just couldn't narrow it down to just one picture.  The untrained eye might think these all look the same, but for someone who has spent endless hours looking at this sweet little face, I can tell you that each of these photos has its own special qualities. 

Slightly pouty look.  A little emo?

My name is Kate and I don't have a neck.  Please can we still be friends?

Ha ha ha.  Oh yes, darling.  What a magnificent joke.  Do tell it again! 

Time. To. Party.