I'm addicted to asking Julius questions. Especially ones I know he'll say yes too because when he gets so very excited. I've been trying to document it because I don't think just describing it will do. Unfortunately, whenever I pull out the camera he gets distracted and just stands there saying 'cheeeeese' until I snap a few shots.
Anyway.. it goes a little something like this:
Me: Julius, do you want some juice?
Julius: YEEAAHHHH. YEAH YEAH YEAH YEAH YEAH YEAH *happy dance*
Wednesday, January 20, 2010
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Monday, December 14, 2009
sweet man
One of the best things about Julius is his boundless capacity for sweetness. If you have to go into a room alone, he'll follow you back, and fall asleep on the floor trying to peek through the crack under the door. If we're lecturing Sylvia about needing to wear some underwear or socks, Julius will silently go to his room and bring Sylvia a pair of underwear or socks. He wants to make people happy and to end conflict, and he really follows through -- he wants to hug Mr. Cuddles too tightly, and he wants to roll around all over your face even if he's not trying to go to sleep.
Last week we all had a terrible stomach virus. At one point I couldn't make it to the bathroom and I collapsed in the Red Room with my trash can. Julius ran toward me, to see what fun things I would do with the trash can (he got excited whenever Sylvia threw up and he'd stand next to her and pretend to vomit, too). But once I started making my terrible noises he stumbled backward, scared. I saw he was scared and said, "go find mommy!" trying not to sound like a sea monster. He pointed to the living room and started to walk away. Then a second later, he appeared back in my field of vision, pointed at me, and then just stood there with me until I was done. I saw care and sympathy (and still some of the fear) in his eyes. I've seen my kids display oddly grown-up behaviors and emotions before, but I think this was the first time I'd been deeply touched by a little baby's care and concern for his daddy.
Last week we all had a terrible stomach virus. At one point I couldn't make it to the bathroom and I collapsed in the Red Room with my trash can. Julius ran toward me, to see what fun things I would do with the trash can (he got excited whenever Sylvia threw up and he'd stand next to her and pretend to vomit, too). But once I started making my terrible noises he stumbled backward, scared. I saw he was scared and said, "go find mommy!" trying not to sound like a sea monster. He pointed to the living room and started to walk away. Then a second later, he appeared back in my field of vision, pointed at me, and then just stood there with me until I was done. I saw care and sympathy (and still some of the fear) in his eyes. I've seen my kids display oddly grown-up behaviors and emotions before, but I think this was the first time I'd been deeply touched by a little baby's care and concern for his daddy.
Wednesday, November 4, 2009
Halloween 2009
I both love and hate making Halloween costumes for the children. This year was especially tricky because I started on Julius' costume a full month prior to Halloween not realizing how much he'd grow during that time.
He grew and the fabric glue I used to adhere the strips of cloth to his shirt and pants caused the fabric underneath to pucker and tighten. He was initially suppose to be a mummy but when we were unable to squeeze him into the costume we went with plan b--ZOMBIE BABY!
This is what the Zombie Apocalypse will look like.
BRAAAAAINNSSS, that way.
I love how angelic his eyes look despite the fake blood and make up.
We went trick or treating for a good hour and Julius held up quite well. He wasn't too keen on keeping the candy in his bucket and wanted to eat every piece immediately but hey, doesn't everyone?
He grew and the fabric glue I used to adhere the strips of cloth to his shirt and pants caused the fabric underneath to pucker and tighten. He was initially suppose to be a mummy but when we were unable to squeeze him into the costume we went with plan b--ZOMBIE BABY!
This is what the Zombie Apocalypse will look like.
BRAAAAAINNSSS, that way.
I love how angelic his eyes look despite the fake blood and make up.
We went trick or treating for a good hour and Julius held up quite well. He wasn't too keen on keeping the candy in his bucket and wanted to eat every piece immediately but hey, doesn't everyone?
Wednesday, October 28, 2009
Tickle Monster
Julius can tickle now and he can even say the word "tickle" right before doing so. He also holds up his little hands and wiggles his little fingers and puts on this mischievous smile.
It's incredibly adorable.
It's incredibly adorable.
Tuesday, October 20, 2009
ABCs
Julius loves to have us read to him. Lately he's shown a clear preference for alphabet books, and he reads the same 3 or 4 over and over. Sometimes we'll just sing the alphabet instead of reading the book to him. And now he's started singing back! He sings, "dee-dee-dee-dee-deeeeee," to the tune of the "QRS - TUV" part, and then repeats that phrase, sometimes a step higher the second time. And he sings it surprisingly in-tune. :)
Wednesday, October 7, 2009
new development
Now sweet baby Jules wants me to put him to sleep at night!
Sylvia never stuck with the same sleep pattern for very long. For a few months I had to rock her and bring her to bed, for a few months she read herself to sleep, for a few months she needed milk in bed. But Julius has always been consistent: he needs mom to put him to sleep in bed. For a while, though, the milk has been having the opposite effect. He'll tank up and then be full of energy, going crazy all over the bed and waking Sylvia up.
But recently I found that I'm able to get him to sleep by laying next to him, holding him tightly, and rocking back and forth. He's gotten so used to it that his eyes start fluttering as soon as I lay next to him. :) The only problem is, after all that rocking next to a sweet baby, I'm ready to go to sleep, too!
Jules is also working on some new words. Let's see... there's cow, cup, up, bye, cat, mama, dada, sylvia (ee-uh), thank you, read, ball. Probably some others too. He says thank you ("duck-dooo") any time any transaction takes place. He hands me a book, "reee, duck-doo". It makes a game of catch very entertaining. "Duck-doo!" "You're welcome." "Duck-doo!" "You're welcome."
Sylvia never stuck with the same sleep pattern for very long. For a few months I had to rock her and bring her to bed, for a few months she read herself to sleep, for a few months she needed milk in bed. But Julius has always been consistent: he needs mom to put him to sleep in bed. For a while, though, the milk has been having the opposite effect. He'll tank up and then be full of energy, going crazy all over the bed and waking Sylvia up.
But recently I found that I'm able to get him to sleep by laying next to him, holding him tightly, and rocking back and forth. He's gotten so used to it that his eyes start fluttering as soon as I lay next to him. :) The only problem is, after all that rocking next to a sweet baby, I'm ready to go to sleep, too!
Jules is also working on some new words. Let's see... there's cow, cup, up, bye, cat, mama, dada, sylvia (ee-uh), thank you, read, ball. Probably some others too. He says thank you ("duck-dooo") any time any transaction takes place. He hands me a book, "reee, duck-doo". It makes a game of catch very entertaining. "Duck-doo!" "You're welcome." "Duck-doo!" "You're welcome."
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