Yesterday we went to Disneyland and Christmas is in full swing. This has proven to be a little confusing for Marco. First, we watched the parade where the grand finale is Santa Clause. Marco said "Look at all the toys he has!" Then after the parade he complained "I wanted a toy." So, I had to explain to him Santa is just getting all the toys ready and we have to wait until Christmas morning.
Next, we go to see Santa and tell him what Marco wants! Well, Marco came prepared. He brought his "magazine" aka Target toy ad with him. When it was his turn he pointed at Optimus Prime (or should I say Octopus Prime) on the cover. Santa took a look and said "Oh, is that a Transformer." Then Marco started talking, explaining he was the big one, telling him the name, etc. He tried to go through the rest of the Target ad with Santa, but we made him sit down just to get his picture taken. He got his candy cane and was a happy boy. I should point out that prior to seeing Santa, Marco had hold of his "magazine" since we left the house. After Santa, he was done with it. He was a man on a mission.
The rest of the evening progressed nicely. He had an agenda, wanted to go on Peter Pan, the Carousel, Small World, Trains (small and big), Buzz Lightyear, and Winnie the Pooh. We didn't go on Winnie the Pooh. He cried, but we were there late enough we decided to stay and wait for fireworks. Marco was very excited about the snow after the fireworks, although he complained a little that it wasn't real snow. He quickly fell asleep once we were in the car.
Fastforward to this morning, he wakes up and wants to know if his toy is here. I told him it isn't Christmas yet and that was not an answer he was ready to handle. And we still have 10 days to go before we start the advent calendar! This is going to be a long month.
Saturday, November 21, 2009
Monday, November 16, 2009
Going Insane
Don't get me wrong, I love my kid, but he is driving me crazy.
Marco is incredibly affectionate. I mean insanely affectionate. And most of his affection is focused on me (although I do think he kind of freaked Alexei out the other day when he kissed him goodbye.) I have had to initiate a new rule, no hugging during meals. Sounds cruel, I know, but you aren't the one with a munchkin climbing on your lap every two minutes. And when I tell him to stop or go eat, he comes back with "But, Mommy, I just want to give you a hug." Melt your heart, right? Maybe the first bazillion times.
And don't get me started on sleeping. He comes to our bed sometime during the night. Typically, I don't have a problem with this. He just goes back to sleep, we all sleep. In fact, this has become so common place, I often don't even notice him crawling in. Mind you that EVERY night he crawls over me to get into bed, even though daddy sleeps closer to the door. But sometimes he doesn't fall right back asleep. Sometimes he attacks me. He has his arms around my neck like a vise, feet and legs on me or over me, and little hands on the back of my neck or on my back constantly moving. I can't sleep like that! So then it starts, me throwing his legs off me, telling him to stop moving his hands. Don't lay on my face, get off me, go snuggle with daddy, etc., etc. Alessandro just laughs. And it never stops! When he is like this, he usually never falls back asleep, which means I never fall back asleep, which means I am grumpy. I am having a hard enough time sleeping with getting up in the middle of the night to pee!
This morning Marco was being so needy. I was taking a shower and he comes in crying wanting me to get out. He doesn't want to go to school, he wants to stay home. When he is eating his breakfast, he wants to sit on my lap. I am suppose to carry him everywhere, um, no. When I am going to the bathroom, he wants to sit on my lap. I locked the door, he was screaming outside. I cave and let him in (after making him agree that he'll go to school), but don't let him sit on me or hug me for that matter! Then there is a meowing at the door! Are you kidding me? Can't I go to the bathroom in peace? I just want you all to leave me alone!!! And I'm having another one? I must be insane.
The thing that I don't get is that Marco is not that super shy, always needing mommy kid. He is really outgoing, loves other people, incredibly adventurous and daring, but yet, a total mama's boy. I love that he is affectionate. I love Marco hugs and kisses. I think he is an incredibly caring child and I love that about him, but he's still driving me nuts.
Marco is incredibly affectionate. I mean insanely affectionate. And most of his affection is focused on me (although I do think he kind of freaked Alexei out the other day when he kissed him goodbye.) I have had to initiate a new rule, no hugging during meals. Sounds cruel, I know, but you aren't the one with a munchkin climbing on your lap every two minutes. And when I tell him to stop or go eat, he comes back with "But, Mommy, I just want to give you a hug." Melt your heart, right? Maybe the first bazillion times.
And don't get me started on sleeping. He comes to our bed sometime during the night. Typically, I don't have a problem with this. He just goes back to sleep, we all sleep. In fact, this has become so common place, I often don't even notice him crawling in. Mind you that EVERY night he crawls over me to get into bed, even though daddy sleeps closer to the door. But sometimes he doesn't fall right back asleep. Sometimes he attacks me. He has his arms around my neck like a vise, feet and legs on me or over me, and little hands on the back of my neck or on my back constantly moving. I can't sleep like that! So then it starts, me throwing his legs off me, telling him to stop moving his hands. Don't lay on my face, get off me, go snuggle with daddy, etc., etc. Alessandro just laughs. And it never stops! When he is like this, he usually never falls back asleep, which means I never fall back asleep, which means I am grumpy. I am having a hard enough time sleeping with getting up in the middle of the night to pee!
This morning Marco was being so needy. I was taking a shower and he comes in crying wanting me to get out. He doesn't want to go to school, he wants to stay home. When he is eating his breakfast, he wants to sit on my lap. I am suppose to carry him everywhere, um, no. When I am going to the bathroom, he wants to sit on my lap. I locked the door, he was screaming outside. I cave and let him in (after making him agree that he'll go to school), but don't let him sit on me or hug me for that matter! Then there is a meowing at the door! Are you kidding me? Can't I go to the bathroom in peace? I just want you all to leave me alone!!! And I'm having another one? I must be insane.
The thing that I don't get is that Marco is not that super shy, always needing mommy kid. He is really outgoing, loves other people, incredibly adventurous and daring, but yet, a total mama's boy. I love that he is affectionate. I love Marco hugs and kisses. I think he is an incredibly caring child and I love that about him, but he's still driving me nuts.
Sunday, November 15, 2009
Sunday, November 8, 2009
And Another Thing
Last week or so Marco and I read a book that had the line in it "You made the mess, so you clean up the mess." I started using that on Marco. Then a few days later I asked Marco to help me put some things in the recycling container. He responded "Mommy, you made the mess, you have to do it."
Then today we were cleaning some things up and I said, pointing at the shoes, "Marco, where do your sandals go?" He says, pointing at the phone, "Mommy, where does your phone go?"
Then today we were cleaning some things up and I said, pointing at the shoes, "Marco, where do your sandals go?" He says, pointing at the phone, "Mommy, where does your phone go?"
Doing Just Fine Without Me
Yesterday I was out all day for a letterboxing event. When I got home, Alessandro and Marco were in Marco's bed reading. I relieved Alessandro and as I was putting Marco to bed I asked him if dad had brushed his teeth. He didn't say anything, so I went to go ask Alessandro. And of course he had. I go back in and I ask Marco, really just out of curiosity, if he took a bath. Marco responded, "Yes, mommy. Daddy did all the right things."
Saturday, October 31, 2009
Wednesday, September 30, 2009
Twelve Weeks
It appears that it's official. Marco is going to have a little brother or sister. This picture is from 10 weeks, but today I am 12 weeks. Due date is a week after Marco turns four.
A notable quotable...
Me: "Mommy's tummy is going to get really, really big."
Marco: "Like daddy's?"
Marco has also decided he would like it to be a girl and we can name her Breauncie. He told me that if the baby cries, he will crawl into my tummy and hold her. He has been very sweet to me. It has been a rough go, I feel nauseous all the time. One day when I was in bed feeling miserable, he was jumping on the bed, throwing pillows at me. I finally told him I was sick and he stopped and asked if I wanted him to cover me up. So he did. Then he told me to close my eyes, no peeking! As he was shutting the door to leave, he stopped and said "Mommy, are you thirsty? Daddy can get you some orange juice. Or he can make you a hot dog."
In other random Marco sayings, one day recently when we were walking to school he told me "Mommy, walking is so boring." The next day he told me "Cleaning is so boring." Where did this teenage attitude come from? Another time he was reading some numbers off backwards and said "Sixteen, Fourteen, Twoteen." Too cute.
A notable quotable...
Me: "Mommy's tummy is going to get really, really big."
Marco: "Like daddy's?"
Marco has also decided he would like it to be a girl and we can name her Breauncie. He told me that if the baby cries, he will crawl into my tummy and hold her. He has been very sweet to me. It has been a rough go, I feel nauseous all the time. One day when I was in bed feeling miserable, he was jumping on the bed, throwing pillows at me. I finally told him I was sick and he stopped and asked if I wanted him to cover me up. So he did. Then he told me to close my eyes, no peeking! As he was shutting the door to leave, he stopped and said "Mommy, are you thirsty? Daddy can get you some orange juice. Or he can make you a hot dog."
In other random Marco sayings, one day recently when we were walking to school he told me "Mommy, walking is so boring." The next day he told me "Cleaning is so boring." Where did this teenage attitude come from? Another time he was reading some numbers off backwards and said "Sixteen, Fourteen, Twoteen." Too cute.
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