Sunday, March 28, 2010
Livin' It Up
This weekend was a bit different because my parents jetted off to visit Aunt Jessilyn and Uncle Nono in Dallas. So that meant my Grandma and Grandpa Basner came to visit. Friday was a cold day so we just hung out at the house. Saturday we headed down to visit my cousin Ellen and participated in an Easter Egg Hunt at her church. I definitely got the concept of picking up eggs and putting them in my basket. This was great practice as next weekend I am going to be a participant in a HUGE egg hunt where I will have to compete for over 100 eggs. While we were at Ellen's I refused to take a nap so we ended up heading home early; of course I slept the whole way.
Sunday I anxiously awaited for my parents to get home but they were stuck in the Atlanta airport. Originally I was supposed to be able to greet them at the airport but their flight home kept getting delayed. By the time it was all said and done they were more than 4 hours late and I was fast asleep by the time they got home. But little did they know I plans to surprise them as the minute my mommy walked in the door I woke up. But then went back to sleep once I got some cuddle time. I was glad to see they arrived home safe and sound!
Sunday, March 7, 2010
Let's Talk
Whoa! Have I really started talking since I had my tubes inserted. The vocabulary board is blowing up, as my mommy would say. She has had to add so many words to it lately that neither daddy or her can believe everything I'm saying. All I can say, well I say lots, but you better watch your mouth when I'm around.
The latest words to pop out of my mouth include: Kacie, puzzle, boat, truck, ear, eye, spider, please, whoa, whee, teeth, butt, back, mine, giraffe, upstairs, fish, bubble, water, mouse, neigh, roar, duck, quack, boak, what's that, juice, cheese, moon, where'd it go, stuck, get it, hat, cheerios, sticker, pizza, and beep beep.
I'm sure none of you are surprised that I can say Kacie. I have actually been able to say it for a long time but mom just remembered to add it to my board. Speaking of Kacie, all because of a balloon from Fuddruckers we have become fast friends. I learned that she loves to chase strings, so I drag the balloon around and she follows me...simply amazing! I also demand that she "get it" when she isn't following me.
Ear, eye, teeth, butt, and back are the newest body parts that I have learned about. Every time I talk about something on my body I point to it, especially my eyes and ears.
I LOVE stickers. I love to put them anywhere I can, but especially love to stick them on myself. Just yesterday I thought it would be hilarious to put stickers all over my head, but not so funny when it came time to take them off. I don't have much hair but ouch...not sure I will be doing that again.
Fish and bubble are some of my favorites. Since visiting the aquarium in Camden, NJ, I can't stop talking about fish. When I see fish on clothes or TV, I point to them and say "fishy." For Christmas, josh got me a fake aquarium that I insist my parents turn on so I can watch the fishy's. I also just got a new swimming suit that has sharks or "fishy's" all over them.
I have gotten quite proficient in my animal sounds too. I may not say what the animal is but I can tell you what they say: neigh, moo, roar, and quack. When I talk about chickens I say boak and flap my arms like one. I also roar like a lion in the tiniest little voice like a mouse. And the funniest is when I say giraffe. It doesn't sound like giraffe, but more like "raff."
Speaking of mouse, daddy can never distinguish whether I am asking to watch Manny or Mouse, thank goodness for mommy. Mouse usually refers to Mickey however, I do point to the mice in my bedtime story and say mouse. The word spider and moon also came about from other bedtime stories that mommy loves to read to me.
When playing and I lose something I turn around and question anyone in the vicinity, "where'd it go?" with such innocence that they can't help smiling. "What's that?" is another big phrase I use often to assist in my queries of life.
I rarely get to drink juice, maybe once a week, so when I said juice out of the blue one morning, it blew my mom out of the water. Another food word that I have known for quite some time but never made it on the board until now is cheese. Somewhere I picked up that I should say cheese when a picture is being taken of me. My parents did not know this until one morning they picked up the camera and I said "Cheese." This leads me to my other favorite food, Pizza! It is a once a week occurrence at least and so when I finally said pizza last week it was no surprise; I live and die for it. And when I walked up to the cabinet in the morning last week and asked for "che-ros" my mommy gladly gave in, even though I can now stick my fingers between the cabinet door and open them myself. Seems like its time for the pantry lock or I may be like my cousin Bryce and find the flour to have a little fun with. That reminds me about the story where I was playing with tupperware and I walked over to mommy to tell her "I stuck, I stuck, I stuck" to only have her find a small container stuck on my hand. Then yesterday I was playing next to couch trying to reach Kacie and the wire for surround sound system somehow got wrapped around me all the while my parents were telling me to leave the wire alone. Little did they know until they got up to look at what I was doing that I was completely entangled. Hence the reason I was telling them "I stuck, I stuck, I stuck" in response to "leave the wire alone Thad."
I am infatuated with shoes, does not matter who owns them. My latest thing is to hop in any pair, mom or dad's, and attempt to walk around in them. This spurs telling my parents whose shoes they are, and when I can't make it far enough, my temper gets the best of me! I also love to wear hats now, a complete 180 from before. This may be because I can now put them on myself. Oh and that reminds me, I am finally wearing the Elmo slippers that mommy bought me months ago. I would never put them on and if forced I would sit and cry about them. But one day I walked up and gave them to daddy and pointed to my feet. That was a big deal in the Basner household!
And finally, remember when my parents thought I was calling everything a baby. Well they finally figured out that I was say beep beep. I'm not so weird after all!
The latest words to pop out of my mouth include: Kacie, puzzle, boat, truck, ear, eye, spider, please, whoa, whee, teeth, butt, back, mine, giraffe, upstairs, fish, bubble, water, mouse, neigh, roar, duck, quack, boak, what's that, juice, cheese, moon, where'd it go, stuck, get it, hat, cheerios, sticker, pizza, and beep beep.
I'm sure none of you are surprised that I can say Kacie. I have actually been able to say it for a long time but mom just remembered to add it to my board. Speaking of Kacie, all because of a balloon from Fuddruckers we have become fast friends. I learned that she loves to chase strings, so I drag the balloon around and she follows me...simply amazing! I also demand that she "get it" when she isn't following me.
Ear, eye, teeth, butt, and back are the newest body parts that I have learned about. Every time I talk about something on my body I point to it, especially my eyes and ears.
I LOVE stickers. I love to put them anywhere I can, but especially love to stick them on myself. Just yesterday I thought it would be hilarious to put stickers all over my head, but not so funny when it came time to take them off. I don't have much hair but ouch...not sure I will be doing that again.
Fish and bubble are some of my favorites. Since visiting the aquarium in Camden, NJ, I can't stop talking about fish. When I see fish on clothes or TV, I point to them and say "fishy." For Christmas, josh got me a fake aquarium that I insist my parents turn on so I can watch the fishy's. I also just got a new swimming suit that has sharks or "fishy's" all over them.
I have gotten quite proficient in my animal sounds too. I may not say what the animal is but I can tell you what they say: neigh, moo, roar, and quack. When I talk about chickens I say boak and flap my arms like one. I also roar like a lion in the tiniest little voice like a mouse. And the funniest is when I say giraffe. It doesn't sound like giraffe, but more like "raff."
Speaking of mouse, daddy can never distinguish whether I am asking to watch Manny or Mouse, thank goodness for mommy. Mouse usually refers to Mickey however, I do point to the mice in my bedtime story and say mouse. The word spider and moon also came about from other bedtime stories that mommy loves to read to me.
When playing and I lose something I turn around and question anyone in the vicinity, "where'd it go?" with such innocence that they can't help smiling. "What's that?" is another big phrase I use often to assist in my queries of life.
I rarely get to drink juice, maybe once a week, so when I said juice out of the blue one morning, it blew my mom out of the water. Another food word that I have known for quite some time but never made it on the board until now is cheese. Somewhere I picked up that I should say cheese when a picture is being taken of me. My parents did not know this until one morning they picked up the camera and I said "Cheese." This leads me to my other favorite food, Pizza! It is a once a week occurrence at least and so when I finally said pizza last week it was no surprise; I live and die for it. And when I walked up to the cabinet in the morning last week and asked for "che-ros" my mommy gladly gave in, even though I can now stick my fingers between the cabinet door and open them myself. Seems like its time for the pantry lock or I may be like my cousin Bryce and find the flour to have a little fun with. That reminds me about the story where I was playing with tupperware and I walked over to mommy to tell her "I stuck, I stuck, I stuck" to only have her find a small container stuck on my hand. Then yesterday I was playing next to couch trying to reach Kacie and the wire for surround sound system somehow got wrapped around me all the while my parents were telling me to leave the wire alone. Little did they know until they got up to look at what I was doing that I was completely entangled. Hence the reason I was telling them "I stuck, I stuck, I stuck" in response to "leave the wire alone Thad."
I am infatuated with shoes, does not matter who owns them. My latest thing is to hop in any pair, mom or dad's, and attempt to walk around in them. This spurs telling my parents whose shoes they are, and when I can't make it far enough, my temper gets the best of me! I also love to wear hats now, a complete 180 from before. This may be because I can now put them on myself. Oh and that reminds me, I am finally wearing the Elmo slippers that mommy bought me months ago. I would never put them on and if forced I would sit and cry about them. But one day I walked up and gave them to daddy and pointed to my feet. That was a big deal in the Basner household!
And finally, remember when my parents thought I was calling everything a baby. Well they finally figured out that I was say beep beep. I'm not so weird after all!
Saturday, March 6, 2010
The Joker
It's official, I am the Lovable Lions class clown! I will do anything to get a laugh. My latest antics include fake choking, fake sleeping, making goofy faces, and running in the opposite direction.
Fake choking happens every time my mom or dad tells me to chew something. The minute I stick it in my mouth I begin coughing and grab my mouth to imitate that I am choking. It's really funny, however my parents do not think so. They tell me that if I keep crying wolf, if I ever do choke they won't think so. They totally know when I am faking it.
Fake sleeping happens when we're in the car for a long period of time and I am bored. My mom asks me if I'm tired and I close my eyes and smile a little smile. It makes her laugh every time.
The goofy faces tend to come out whenever I am eating, especially towards the end of my meal. When I am pretty much done but food continues to be offered, I sternly say no in a loud voice, scrunch up my nose and stick out my lips, all while shaking my head. This is by far my favorite goofy face to display. Other faces include my mischievous one when I am up to no good, and my naughty one when I am doing the exact opposite, i.e. standing up when I am supposed to be sitting down all while mocking my parents.
And that leads me to running in the opposite direction. Recently we took a trip to the local Gap store. I was having a great time exploring the store while my parents were shopping. We had just finished purchasing the "fishy" swimsuit and my parents were ready to go. We headed to the front of the store but I wasn't ready to go yet. Speaking of fakers, like all parents, they attempted the fake we're leaving and said goodbye. So I waved back, said bye-bye, and headed towards the back of the store. I knew my mom was standing there watching me so I didn't even turn my back to see if she had left me behind. Nope, just kept running in the opposite direction. I knew she would eventually follow me as she's always telling me I'm so kidnapable. Well she finally caught up, scooped me up, all the meanwhile I'm giggling and squirming the whole way out of the store.
And of course, I deserve the class clown award at school. I will do anything to make the other kids laugh at me. Last week was the orange cool-whip episode. I decided that it would be funny to put the cool-whip on my shirt and lick it off, rather than just using the spoon. Then this week I decided that I would treat Emily like the Pillsbury Dough boy, so I started pushing her belly button and on cue she would laugh each time. The class thought that was hilarious.
Needless to say my personality is blooming and people are giggling in return.
Fake choking happens every time my mom or dad tells me to chew something. The minute I stick it in my mouth I begin coughing and grab my mouth to imitate that I am choking. It's really funny, however my parents do not think so. They tell me that if I keep crying wolf, if I ever do choke they won't think so. They totally know when I am faking it.
Fake sleeping happens when we're in the car for a long period of time and I am bored. My mom asks me if I'm tired and I close my eyes and smile a little smile. It makes her laugh every time.
The goofy faces tend to come out whenever I am eating, especially towards the end of my meal. When I am pretty much done but food continues to be offered, I sternly say no in a loud voice, scrunch up my nose and stick out my lips, all while shaking my head. This is by far my favorite goofy face to display. Other faces include my mischievous one when I am up to no good, and my naughty one when I am doing the exact opposite, i.e. standing up when I am supposed to be sitting down all while mocking my parents.
And that leads me to running in the opposite direction. Recently we took a trip to the local Gap store. I was having a great time exploring the store while my parents were shopping. We had just finished purchasing the "fishy" swimsuit and my parents were ready to go. We headed to the front of the store but I wasn't ready to go yet. Speaking of fakers, like all parents, they attempted the fake we're leaving and said goodbye. So I waved back, said bye-bye, and headed towards the back of the store. I knew my mom was standing there watching me so I didn't even turn my back to see if she had left me behind. Nope, just kept running in the opposite direction. I knew she would eventually follow me as she's always telling me I'm so kidnapable. Well she finally caught up, scooped me up, all the meanwhile I'm giggling and squirming the whole way out of the store.
And of course, I deserve the class clown award at school. I will do anything to make the other kids laugh at me. Last week was the orange cool-whip episode. I decided that it would be funny to put the cool-whip on my shirt and lick it off, rather than just using the spoon. Then this week I decided that I would treat Emily like the Pillsbury Dough boy, so I started pushing her belly button and on cue she would laugh each time. The class thought that was hilarious.
Needless to say my personality is blooming and people are giggling in return.
Swimming
Goodbye gymnastics, hello swimming! I had my fill of tumbling and my baths made me long for bigger and better things so I'm back at it. My first swimming lesson was today in the big boy class. Part of this class is wearing the bubble and let me tell you I wanted no part of that bubble. It basically had to be forced on me and then when my parents finally got it on me, all I wanted to do was get it off! In the end, they won and the bubble stayed on. Once I was in the water I was having so much fun that I didn't even realize I was wearing my bubble.
To get into the pool we were supposed to jump but i'm not quite ready for that step. I stepped in with the assistance of my dad. We then proceeded to sing songs and swim around. I forgot just how much I love swimming lessons.
Thursday, March 4, 2010
Can You Hear Me Now?
I actually can hear now! It's official, my hearing is back to normal. I went back for my follow-up appointment with Dr. Engle and got the all clear.
Of course we had to see the pediatric audiologist, Dr. Ortiz, who really should not have "pediatric" in her title because she doesn't have the patience to deal with children. But this time we started with the hearing booth which revealed that my hearing had been restored. But who could really trust the last results (moderate hearing loss) when all I did was scream the entire time. I then had to have the "things" stuck in my ear to test the pressure level, that wasn't so fun. But I lived!
I then saw Dr. Engle who of course stuck the otoscope in my ear and said everything looked great. See you in 6 months Dr. Engle and sayonara Dr. Ortiz.
Of course we had to see the pediatric audiologist, Dr. Ortiz, who really should not have "pediatric" in her title because she doesn't have the patience to deal with children. But this time we started with the hearing booth which revealed that my hearing had been restored. But who could really trust the last results (moderate hearing loss) when all I did was scream the entire time. I then had to have the "things" stuck in my ear to test the pressure level, that wasn't so fun. But I lived!
I then saw Dr. Engle who of course stuck the otoscope in my ear and said everything looked great. See you in 6 months Dr. Engle and sayonara Dr. Ortiz.
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