Conversations with Haeden

It's quite funny to look back and remember that this time last year our pediatrician was suggesting that we take Haeden for a speech evaluation. At this point I can't remember how far "behind" he was, but we all knew that he was definitely not saying as much as the other kids his age. Ultimately we decided to wait it out. We realized that his pediatrician was just trying to be proactive, but we figured we'd wait until he hit two before running out to getting him analyzed. And we were glad we did. The month before he turned two he started to talk up a storm and he basically hasn't stopped since.

I absolutely love his voice. He has the most adorable southern drawl that you ever did hear, ya'll. And the funny thing is that he is the only one in the whole family (other than my sister in VA) that talks like that. No idea where he picked it up, but it is seriously cute and I wouldn't trade it for anything. And the, of course, is the ridiculous things that come out of his mouth. Never a dull moment when you have an almost three year-old.

We are planning a trip to Disney next month as an early birthday gift and we've been talking about meeting Mickey Mouse a lot the past few days. Here's how it went this morning:

Me: Are you excited to meet Mickey Mouse soon?

Haeden: YEAH! He's gonna take me to his clubhouse!!

Me: Oh yeah?

Haeden: Yeah! And Imma HUG him and KISS him and show him my FIRE SHOES!

It always comes back to the fire shoes, you guys. Always.

They Say the Darndest Things

I keep meaning to write posts about the funny things Haeden says. Two is hard. I mean, really hard. Buuuut, it's also really freaking funny. That little silver lining coupled with his cuddles, kisses and overall adorableness are what keep me from selling him on the black market these days.

Anyway, since I never seem to get around to individual posts I figured I'd group them all in one.,. so, lets just get straight to the funny/cutesy stuff:

1. The other night I'm taking a shower and Lord knows that I'm not allowed to do so without his supervision. He's standing near the back of the tub and sticking his head in and asks me, "You washing your bugs off you?"

2. One of our bedtime songs is "Hush Little Baby". I generally let Haeden finish each verse for me. The other night we get to the end and I say, "And if that horse and cart fall down., you'll still be the..." and then he says, "sweetest little Mommy in toooown!" I thought that was super cute and asked him if he thought I was sweet and he told me, "Yeah, and you're in town, too!"

3. H has been obsessed with Mickey Mouse Clubhouse for a while now. He asks to watch it every. single. day. Multiple times. I  wish he wasn't quite so into it, but I have to admit that I love to hear him answering Mickey's questions and dance to the Hot Dog Song when it's over! Can't begin to tell you how often that song gets stuck in my own head!

5. Is there anything sweeter than a toddler singing in the backseat of your car? He is all about music and just won't stand for silence in the car. Besides telling us which way to turn and "I don't wanna go THAT WAAAAAAY!", he also makes sure we always have a CD playing or the radio turned on. He likes to get down, ya'll.

6. He's always asking people their names. And then he asks them what their "other name" is. He knows that his names are Haeden and Bug. Mine are Mommy and Hesper and the hubby is Daddy or Dan. He still asks us juuust to make sure and will also ask complete strangers. He had quite the conversation with some guy in Coldwater Creek the other day.

7. He started that conversation by asking the guy, "What doin?" Sometimes he also goes, "How doin?" He doesn't really get the difference between the two yet. And he pretty much gets in the car every afternoon and says, "Soooo, Daddy. What doin' today?"

8. He is pretty well versed when it comes to his ABC's. His favorite, of course, is the "H". But he pronounces it "HAYtch"! He points it out everywhere we go since it is so exciting.  He can also write it now. Sometimes it looks more like an A, but we're working on that. He's so proud of himself and so am I!

9. The kid started calling me "Mom". And after seeing my shocked reaction and hearing me tell him that he is  supposed to call me "Mommy", he now thinks it is funny. He does it all the time now unless he is trying to get his way. Lucky for me he is pretty much allllways trying to get his way.

10. H has a hooded towel that looks like a shark. Anytime I wrap it around him after a bath he starts growling and insists on being taken into the living room so that he can growl at whoever is in there. He's pretty terrifying.

So, there you have it. Cutest kid ever. Well, besides yours of course.

A Sneaking Suspicion

Do you ever get the feeling that your cat is out to get you?

 He regularly attacks me or darts between my feet when I enter a room and most evenings pretends to be in a lovey mood only to turn his head 180 degrees and suddenly try to bite my hand off. That I've seen before, so it hasn't really concerned me. But last night? He actually tried to trip me while I was jogging on the treadmill. Yeah, here I am sweating my face off and trying desperately to keep one foot in front of the other when, out of nowhere, comes these tiny little paws batting at my feet.

Looking down while on the treadmill is never a good idea (at least not for me), but I was thankfully able to regain my awkward gait and stay upright. I swear I heard the cat let out an evil little meow (was that his version of  MUAHAHAHA?!) before scrambling out of the garage. 

The scary part is that, had he succeeded, no one would have ever thought to blame the cat as I'm already clumsy enough on my own accord. This must be part of his plan, you guys...

pics on Sodahead

Help. Me.

Twas a Merry Christmas

Well, Christmas has come and gone and I have to say... Santa did not disappoint this year. We had one very happy little boy that not only received his big, BIG FIRE TRUCK! But also a big, BIG GARBAGE TRUCK! He got to open presents at four different houses and was basically just lavished with gifts, mostly of the vroom vroom variety. The kid? He made out good. 

All of the excitement, of course, got to him in the end. He slept right through Christmas dinner and then woke up in the foulest of moods. One should never wake a sleeping child. It isn't pretty. Oh, and he also now thinks that any and all gifts within his reach, wrapped or otherwise, belong to him. He will absolutely snatch a present out of your hands and tear all of the wrapping paper off before you have time to even think about stopping him. Once he comes to the conclusion that what's inside the box isn't actually for him, he'll toss it back in your general direction."Heeeere!" Isn't that... cute?! No? Okay, we'll work on it.

Now, who's up for video/pictures?! 

 Santa came!?

 Gasp! He ate the cookies and drank the milk!

 Check the stocking. His great grandmother made it last year. Too cute.

 "Christmas moooomie!"

 Continuing the yearly ornament tradition. Mickey Mouse in Space!

 He wanted to get in the stocking...

  

 "CARS!"

 Saved his trucks for last. He was one happy boy!

Christmas donuts. Yum!

 Enjoying a goodie he got from daycare.

Checking out his new camera... think he's a little young for this one. Mostly taking pictures of the carpet.

 Cute though!

At Oma &Opa's house with his new dump truck!

 Trying out his "brand new" big wheel!

 Passed out during Christmas dinner. Must have been his gift to me... eating in peace!

 After he was so rudely awakened. 

 The art station couldn't pull him out of his funk, but the scooter did!

 Trying out the new soccer ball and net.

 Pouty face.

 Such form!

Such attitude!

More pouting. Someone dared to take the ball from him. The horror!

So, now that that's that, we've got family coming into town tonight/tomorrow for the New Year. My SIL had the nerve to go and get pregnant again, so I have no idea if we're actually going out this weekend or if I am going to spend this NYE like the last couple of years... asleep in my bed.  Either way, I'm looking forward to the three day weekend and watching the cousins play!