Kirkland Family Dinners

I was standing in the kitchen doing dishes. Todd was grilling hamburgers for dinner. Izzie was in the dining room sitting at her table while Garrett was in his walker wreaking havoc. He pretty much bulldozes over everything in that thing.

Todd sticks his head in the door and asks me for a plate. I go to hand him one. As I do, I hear a little fussing out towards the area of the dining room and then a screaming cry from Garrett. I run in there. I said, "Izzie what happened?!" She says, "Garrett has a booboo. He hurt his finger mommy!" I continue asking "How did he hurt his finger?" Garrett continues to cry. Izzie says "IN MY MOUTH!" I look at what seems to be two little red fingers and there appears to be two indentions. Two indentions that look awfully like two little teeth marks. Just another dinner time at the Kirkland home.

That was nothing compared to the dinner this week where Izzie was sneaking chicken nuggets to Barkley, our dog. He accidentally thought her finger was the chicken nugget. There was no blood, but you would have thought he took it off the way she screamed. She then proceeded to "get sick" at the table... and by sick I mean throw up. We cleaned up the kids, put them to bed, and I went back to the table to eat. Todd asked me how I could eat after that. I told him that's my job as a mom and nurse. I'm use to cleaning things up and taking a break haha.

Potty Training

This has been my least favorite duty as a parent. I have been dreading it probably since the day she born. We ended up doing it though. Izzie is finally in little girl panties, no diapers, no pullups, and she is doing great. We have had our ups and downs. Overall, I'm so impressed with how well she has done. We decided some time in the beginning of March, I think. I knew I was going to dedicate the whole week to getting the job done. I heard of this 3 day potty training plan. It required lots of attention on my part, absolutely no pullups diapers even at night, and stickers or treats. The first day was horrible. She went only once or twice in the potty and about ten accidents. The second day was about half and half. The third day, I think she only had maybe one accident. She never peed in the bed! I thought it was a miracle. She's still doing great. We have our moments, but she they are few and far between. Yay for only one baby in diapers! They were in the same size by the way... size 5's!!!

Easter

Easter Sunday, we celebrated with both of our family. We spent the morning with Nina and Grandaddy at Saxe Gotha Presbyterian and then ate lunch at O'Charley's with them. Afterwards, we went to Mimi and Poppy's house to find eggs and eat again. Izzie did so well finding eggs. We told her the Easter Bunny came and left eggs for her to find. She grasped the concept quickly and found them all with very little help. Of course, these spoiled rotten babies had an Easter basket at everybody's house. The Easter bunny left them at our house first and Izzie had to find them, because he hid them. She was very excited about all the goodies. We enjoyed the church service and they did wonderfully in the nursery. Izzie ended up crying a little at the end, but she was ok. She is newly potty trained and I don't think she liked going in a strange bathroom or something. Silly girl.

Garrett is 9 Months Old

Well, ok, it is tough as a mom to keep up this blog, but he is still 9 months old. Todd took him to his 9 month well check which was of course at the wonderful Dr. Guyton's office. He was 26lbs, so he hasn't gained hardly any weight since his 6 month visit. Todd doesn't remember how long he was.  He has been running all over the house. Not literally running, but crawling like crazy and running around in his walker. He moves around a lot faster than Izzie did. He is almost 10 months old now. He isn't walking yet, but I'm not surprised. Izzie walked around 9.5 months old, but Garrett has a lot more body to carry around. He is pulling up on anything he can get his hands on. I even catch him letting go at times. He can stand for a little while without falling down. He is so careful. You can tell he is thinking about taking a step, but instead he looks at you and carefully gets back on his knees to crawl.

He is high maintence! He wants to go, go, go, all the time! He wants to do what he wants to do and does not want you to tell him otherwise. He doesn't like when I leave the room. He screams and will even bang his little fist on the door (don't worry I don't leave him closed in a room unattended, haha, I'm talking about when I leave him with Todd or someone else). He's so emotional that way. Forget cuddling with this little man. He does not cuddle. He has his mind on too much to sit still. Izzie always cuddled.

Garrett could eat a whole grocery store full of food in one meal. I don't want to know what my grocery bill is going to be like when he is a teen. He will eat anything you give him, at least so far. It's great. You don't have to worry about what to give him. You can just give him whatever you are eating. He chews everything up, with his 5 teeth, perfectly.

He is into everything. He is going to be a toy hog. His sister is already not agreeing with his initiatives to take over her toys. We have gotten in a few tissy fits, because he decides he wants something that is "hers." He can scream just as loud as she can though.

He likes the pool. We had our first visit to the pool last week. He liked his little floaty and was even sticking his head in the water. Ok, it might not haven been purposefully, but he didn't flip out.

He LOVES balls. Any ball you give him, even ones bigger than him, he chases around the room and grabs onto. This makes Todd happy.

We think he might be a lefty. He tends to grab things 90% of the time with his left hand. There is no one left handed in our immediate family. I know it could possibly still change though.

He is still sleeping in his crib like a champ. He goes to bed around 7pm and sleeps usually until 7am. We will hear him start to talk in his crib and then you usually hear him push the monitor off his crib while banging empty bottles around the rails.

He can climb the stairs.

His first word was definitely "mama." :)