Stellan had a nice long bubble bath tonight before bed. After the nice soak I slathered him with lotion and then put some Aquaphor on his chapped hands. He loves having a nice hand massage.
We went to his room where we cuddled and read "Peter Rabbit" together. I cannot believe that he has the whole book almost entirely memorized. It's so cute to hear his little squeaky voice recite the book. One of his favourite comfort tactics is to twirl his hair in his fingers. Recently he has been using both hands to do this and ends up pulling out some hair. I told him to stop pulling on his hair because he was pulling it out. He looked at me and said, "But Mommy, I like to do this. It's actually my favourite thing to do.". He is just so stinking cute I could eat him up.
Saturday, February 21, 2009
Sibling Class
We took the boys to a sibling class at the hospital today to help prepare them for the arrival of the new baby. They each had to bring a stuffed animal and a receiving blanket so they would learn how to help out with the baby.
During our time at the hospital the boys had a chance to see a new baby in the nursery. They thought he was quite cute and so tiny.
The nurse showed a poster that had pictures of newborn babies on it. She asked the kids what they noticed about the babies. They were small, one was crying, they had bracelets on. That's when Stellan piped up, "His penis is dirty". Lovely, thanks for making mommy proud.
We went back to the classroom where each of the kids had to glue a baby and an umbilical cord onto a uterus. They then put it onto a poster where they had just traced an outline of my belly. The boys thought this was especially fun because they each had their own glue stick. I truly believe that Stellan used an entire glue stick on the thing.
After this they diapered and swaddled their babies. The boys thought this was quite exciting; Monkey and Rascal still have their diapers on.
Each child had an opportunity to show their baby pictures and their recent pictures that we brought with us. Stellan was quite distraught by the fact that the pictures weren't of the same orientation. (He didn't use those words, but it was obvious.) This then set off a pouting tantrum. Lovely, mommy was so proud once again. And I was way too hot to deal with this type of nonsense. (What was the hospital thinking?!?! The room was literally 80 degrees and full of pregnant women with young children!!! Sheesh!)
Each of the kids was supposed to decorate an index card that they could attach to the picture. This will be put in the baby's crib at the hospital so the baby will know his/her siblings. It was so funny to see the difference between the boys and the girls in the room. The girls (albeit, a bit older than my boys) made elaborate and intricate decorations on their cards. The boys just put a bunch of stickers on the card, Jameson also managed to put his name on it. We eventually convinced Stellan to attach the card to his less than adequate picture. It will be cute to see the pictures when we get to the hospital.
We finished up and headed home. Surprise surprise, our early riser fell asleep instantly once he was in the car.
During our time at the hospital the boys had a chance to see a new baby in the nursery. They thought he was quite cute and so tiny.
The nurse showed a poster that had pictures of newborn babies on it. She asked the kids what they noticed about the babies. They were small, one was crying, they had bracelets on. That's when Stellan piped up, "His penis is dirty". Lovely, thanks for making mommy proud.
We went back to the classroom where each of the kids had to glue a baby and an umbilical cord onto a uterus. They then put it onto a poster where they had just traced an outline of my belly. The boys thought this was especially fun because they each had their own glue stick. I truly believe that Stellan used an entire glue stick on the thing.
After this they diapered and swaddled their babies. The boys thought this was quite exciting; Monkey and Rascal still have their diapers on.
Each child had an opportunity to show their baby pictures and their recent pictures that we brought with us. Stellan was quite distraught by the fact that the pictures weren't of the same orientation. (He didn't use those words, but it was obvious.) This then set off a pouting tantrum. Lovely, mommy was so proud once again. And I was way too hot to deal with this type of nonsense. (What was the hospital thinking?!?! The room was literally 80 degrees and full of pregnant women with young children!!! Sheesh!)
Each of the kids was supposed to decorate an index card that they could attach to the picture. This will be put in the baby's crib at the hospital so the baby will know his/her siblings. It was so funny to see the difference between the boys and the girls in the room. The girls (albeit, a bit older than my boys) made elaborate and intricate decorations on their cards. The boys just put a bunch of stickers on the card, Jameson also managed to put his name on it. We eventually convinced Stellan to attach the card to his less than adequate picture. It will be cute to see the pictures when we get to the hospital.
We finished up and headed home. Surprise surprise, our early riser fell asleep instantly once he was in the car.
I know it has been ages.....
I know it has been ages but I just had to write a few things that happened today. These are too funny to forget.
Stellan decided that 5 am was a good time to wake up this morning. He could not be convinced that it was just way too early to get up. He did stay quiet for about 45 minutes or so. At that point I went in to his room and told him that he needed to wait until the first number on the clock was a 7. It appeased him for a while. Then he called for Daddy who ended up putting the clock at the end of the bed so Stellan could see it better. Apparently it was rather cute to see him set up perch about 6 inches from the clock, just waiting for that number to change.
It was only about 10 minutes before we heard, "Daddy, it's 7". James went into Stellan's room to find that Stellan had figured out how to change the hour on his alarm clock so it was indeed after 7. He figured this out at three and a half. What is he going to do when he is a teenager?
Stellan decided that 5 am was a good time to wake up this morning. He could not be convinced that it was just way too early to get up. He did stay quiet for about 45 minutes or so. At that point I went in to his room and told him that he needed to wait until the first number on the clock was a 7. It appeased him for a while. Then he called for Daddy who ended up putting the clock at the end of the bed so Stellan could see it better. Apparently it was rather cute to see him set up perch about 6 inches from the clock, just waiting for that number to change.
It was only about 10 minutes before we heard, "Daddy, it's 7". James went into Stellan's room to find that Stellan had figured out how to change the hour on his alarm clock so it was indeed after 7. He figured this out at three and a half. What is he going to do when he is a teenager?
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