Anthony lately likes to point things out to me at his daycare. I get there, he yells "ma" at me and then proceeds to point and bring things to me that he likes, he also today went over to another baby who doesn't crawl yet just lays on his stomach, points to him and yells at me as if to introduce me to his friend. After he and Presley (his girlfriend) were sitting face to face. He would pull her towards him kiss the side of her face and then let her go. She thought this was hilarious and was cracking up which made him do it more. He got more and more excited and kept doing it but he started getting rougher, all of a sudden instead of just letting her go he went and just pushed her straight back. Luckily his teacher and I were sitting behind her and caught her before her head smacked the tile floor. This is how Anthony ends up making the kids cry when he really just thinks he is playing with them.
Why won't Jack stay in his box, Mom? This is the look I seem to be getting from Anthony everytime he sees that jack has somehow made it back out of that darn box. He will look at me and then push him back in trying to close the box up. He can't seem to let it go he insists on jack staying in.
Wednesday, May 7, 2008
Wednesday, April 30, 2008
Happy 11 month birthday Anthony!
At 11 months Anthony can:
1. Crawl up a slide and come down head first.
2. Say mama when he is mad.
3. Throw a football.
4. Hit a baseball with a bat and with a football.
5. Walk around holding onto furniture.
6. Stand on his own for a few seconds.
7. Clap when happy.
8. Crawl around like a madman.
9. Eat on his own in his own messy way.
10. Open and close all doors, cabinets and drawers in sight.
11. Go up and down steps.
12. Play catch.
13. "Talk" nonstop.
14. Throw a good fit when he is tired, hungry or just wants his way.
15. Take down a 4 year old with his 27.5 lbs.
16. Most of all he brings a smile to our face everyday.
1. Crawl up a slide and come down head first.
2. Say mama when he is mad.
3. Throw a football.
4. Hit a baseball with a bat and with a football.
5. Walk around holding onto furniture.
6. Stand on his own for a few seconds.
7. Clap when happy.
8. Crawl around like a madman.
9. Eat on his own in his own messy way.
10. Open and close all doors, cabinets and drawers in sight.
11. Go up and down steps.
12. Play catch.
13. "Talk" nonstop.
14. Throw a good fit when he is tired, hungry or just wants his way.
15. Take down a 4 year old with his 27.5 lbs.
16. Most of all he brings a smile to our face everyday.
Monday, April 28, 2008
Vroom
I hadn't realized that Anthony didn't actually have a car at home. Yesterday there was one at my parents house so I started pushing it around while making the usual car noise. After doing this he took the car and started making the same sound. Now everytime he sees a car he pushes it around making his own version of the "vroom" sound.
Thursday, April 24, 2008
Boston trip
This poem is about our trip to Boston.
It started off with a plane ride from Austin.
Anthony cried like a baby, and so did momma.
And I tried to sleep, oh what drama!
We landed in Beantown, and went straight to the room.
Anthony blew out a diaper, with a thundering boom.
The next morning we had breakfast, a wonderful dish.
And then we went over to look at some fish.
Anthony was happy, smacking the glass on the tank.
He wanted to swim, but I think he would have sank.
Next was pizza at Reginas, a neat little place.
You could tell Anthony liked it by the sauce on his face.
On race day we gathered on the side of the street.
The leaders flew by with one common theme.
Not a white guy within 1000 feet.
The heart of the race, had an African beat.
Team Martyak was strong, finishing up towards the front.
I’m sure that Bean won the division of under one month.
After it all we ate seafood at a place called fish pier.
Damnit Milly! Which way do we steer?
Randel
It started off with a plane ride from Austin.
Anthony cried like a baby, and so did momma.
And I tried to sleep, oh what drama!
We landed in Beantown, and went straight to the room.
Anthony blew out a diaper, with a thundering boom.
The next morning we had breakfast, a wonderful dish.
And then we went over to look at some fish.
Anthony was happy, smacking the glass on the tank.
He wanted to swim, but I think he would have sank.
Next was pizza at Reginas, a neat little place.
You could tell Anthony liked it by the sauce on his face.
On race day we gathered on the side of the street.
The leaders flew by with one common theme.
Not a white guy within 1000 feet.
The heart of the race, had an African beat.
Team Martyak was strong, finishing up towards the front.
I’m sure that Bean won the division of under one month.
After it all we ate seafood at a place called fish pier.
Damnit Milly! Which way do we steer?
Randel
Monday, April 14, 2008
Friday, April 11, 2008
Talking and Big kids
Anthonys teacher claims that yesterday when she gave him his bottle he responded by saying "Thank You" to her. He also said "cat" all day. I asked her if she was sure and wasn't maybe just stretching the truth but she was adamant that he said those things. The toddler teacher said that he talks a lot better and more than the toddlers in her class do. I guess we just have a genius. Though he seems to only like to do his talking at daycare I guess, because I have yet to receive a thank you for any bottles I made him.
Also, yesterday by the time I got there to pick him up they had all the different age groups out in the sanctuary playing in their own little age groups. When I walked in his teacher told me to hurry so I could see what he was doing. I walked in and saw all the babies in their little group playing but Anthony wasn't with them. He was right smack in the middle of the toddlers and preschoolers fighting for a toy he wanted. When his teacher told me he made the older kids cry I thought she meant the younger toddlers like the 18 month old kids. But nope, these were 2,3 and 4 year olds kids. I saw him as he grabbed a toy one of the kids had. He pulled on it until he broke it free from him, when the other little boy tried to take it back Anthony smacked him. I wanted to scold him but I couldn't help laughing at the whole thing also. Luckily he didn't see me do that, otherwise he might start thinking it's ok to do. I sat and watched him for a little while longer, he ended up hanging out and playing with the older kids as if he was just as big as they were. The teacher said he just thinks he is a big kid also and doesn't want to hang out with the babies anymore.
Also, yesterday by the time I got there to pick him up they had all the different age groups out in the sanctuary playing in their own little age groups. When I walked in his teacher told me to hurry so I could see what he was doing. I walked in and saw all the babies in their little group playing but Anthony wasn't with them. He was right smack in the middle of the toddlers and preschoolers fighting for a toy he wanted. When his teacher told me he made the older kids cry I thought she meant the younger toddlers like the 18 month old kids. But nope, these were 2,3 and 4 year olds kids. I saw him as he grabbed a toy one of the kids had. He pulled on it until he broke it free from him, when the other little boy tried to take it back Anthony smacked him. I wanted to scold him but I couldn't help laughing at the whole thing also. Luckily he didn't see me do that, otherwise he might start thinking it's ok to do. I sat and watched him for a little while longer, he ended up hanging out and playing with the older kids as if he was just as big as they were. The teacher said he just thinks he is a big kid also and doesn't want to hang out with the babies anymore.
Wednesday, April 9, 2008
Time Out
This is what Anthony was put in today for not playing nice at daycare. He started hitting on Presley, which is strange for him to do because she is his favorite "girl" friend at the daycare. His teacher said that she told him no when he first hit her and he just looked at her then turned to Presley and smacked her harder. So he was put in the exasaucer for a few minutes. Also, when I pick him up I like to sit with him and play in his room with him and his friends. Hannah crawled up to me and was playing with me and when Anthony saw this he pulled himself up on me and pushed her away. It brought a smile to my face to know that he was a bit jealous. And lastly, today Anthony decided I was just to clean today. I fed him his bottle then about 15 minutes later we heard him working hard at filling his diaper. When I picked him up it was out the top and all over his shirt. I laid him down but he refused to be changed. He squirmed like crazy and this ended up with my leg COVERED in poop as well as some of my clothes and his clothes and my hands. After wiping him down Randel carried him (by holding him by just his hands as Anthony dangled in the air) to the restroom and gave him a bath while I took a shower. It's funny how Randel can still be grossed out by it while I can have it all on me and really not be bothered by it. Ahh Motherhood.
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