Wednesday, January 27, 2016

Hazel -18 months

Hazel---

I'm not sure when you turned into a toddler, rather than a baby but it definitely happened. You can do so many things that catch me off guard, I guess in my mind you are still a baby.  You love to play peek-a-boo, blow kisses, wave hi and bye, and give high fives.  You love to roar like a dinosaur and race cars fast with your brother. You rock and kiss babies and wrestle with your Pops. You are the perfect mixture of sweet and tough. 
 You mimic everything. The other day I heard you saying 'one, two' over and over. You don't have any idea what counting is, but you know the words go together. You can repeat almost anything I ask you to say. Your favorite words are: shoe, yah!, and no.
You are so silly. You have the best laugh and are pretty ticklish. Your eye sparkle when you are excited and get dark when you are angry. You do not like to be forced to do things you don't want to do. And when your mind is made up, watch out.  

 You are 21 lbs. You have 10 teeth. You love all food. You also love dogs. The more they lick you the more you like them. You like to dance when you hear music and clap when songs are over. You enjoy 'playing' the piano with your dad.  You still have your favorite people: Mama, Grammy, Granny Nina, Gramma, and Hannah.  But you have finally decided that you don't hate bible class.
Hazel Lane, you are everything I would have picked out for a daughter, you complete our family.

Thursday, January 21, 2016

Hazel's Health Department Visit

I feel like a lot happened today.  My kids just get more and more funny each passing day. I need to record it because I will not remember it next week.

First, today we took my in-laws to the airport to catch their plane for Florida. On the same day that it snowed 5 inches. Guess who took a fall before we even left the driveway. Yes. Me. Luckily I wasn't carrying any toddlers. So my left shoulder and hip are a little sore from getting personal with the driveway. After we dropped Grammy and Papa off, we needed to go get Hazel's shots. We missed our 15 month shots due to moving from OK to MO and the insurance mess that ensued. So we are finally insured in Missouri and went to get the shots at the local health department.  Our appointment was at 10 am, but we were done at the airport at 8:30, so I called and asked if we could come early.


We arrived and got checked in.  The first thing I noticed where on all her forms they had printed "William Hazel L Howard.  Do not even ask me where they got the William from. Maybe it was on the document they edited to make Hazel's name sticker? I had to have them change it. We got into the room and they started going over Hazel's shots that she needed (5) which I already knew. My motto::Just get them over with. Then they talked me into getting her a flu shot as well.  Then they explained Miles and I needed flu shots and could get them today, aka, right then.  Now in the car I had told Miles he wasn't getting any shots. So while I tried to decide how to break it to the two year old with the memory of steel, I filled out more paper work for Miles and I.

I got my shot first as an example.  They chose my right arm, to insure I had both arms sore.  Because, it's not like I carry around two 20lb toddlers every day. Next, Miles got to get his 'flu mist'.  While they were trying to instruct my two year old how to 'sniff' they asked what his favorite food is.  He said, very confidently,  'Sushi'. So then I had two nurses saying. 'sniff like you are smelling sushi' over and over. It felt as ridiculous as it sounds.


Next Hazel got her plethora of shots. They were nice enough to spread them out between all four of her appendages. She was so angry that they were holding her down, she didn't even cry.  After I got her clothes back on her and sat her up she told the nurses 'thank you'.  They weren't sure what to make of that.

Lastly, the nurses decided to give my children stickers. I picked out a Doc McStuffins one for Hazel and Miles picked out a weird cartoon-y looking owl. The nurse asked him where he would like it. he held his fist out and said 'knuckles please'.  They looked puzzled and asked where he learned that word.  I told them, we call body parts by their names. They didn't ask any more questions.

Then we went to Gramma's to sled. *See photos*



Sunday, December 13, 2015

December 2015



This holiday season has been so much fun so far! We have been doing lots of Christmas-y things trying to prepare Miles (and Hazel) for what is to come. Nothing is more fun than toddlers at Christmas.  He has learned the words to Jingle Bells.  He can sort of tell the Nativity story. (He calls the Wise Men the thighs men) and we are working with him on showing kindness to others.
 We have also decorated a gingerbread house, seen two Christmas parades, and sat on Santa's lap. We are treating Santa like Mickey Mouse. Fun to visit, fun to read about but not encouraging our kids to think he enters the house and leave gifts. We also aren't teaching them about any naughty or nice lists.
We are spending lots of time with family and friends and soaking up the cheerfulness that is all round us. Miles and Hazel love to un-decorate our Christmas tree, but so far haven't messed with the wrapped gifts under our tree. 



Wednesday, October 21, 2015

What I want to remember::Oct 2015

Miles calls bracelets, 'biscuits'.

He says 'It broken' about anything that isn't working how he wants it to.

He tells Hazel 'No Hazel', and points his finger at her when she is doing something she shouldn't.

He says 'No thanks' when he doesn't want to do what I ask him.

He calls all drinks, Coke or Milk. **disclaimer, he doesn't drink Coke.

He has the words 'on' and 'off' confused. He will hold up his foot with his shoe and sock, and ask us to take his shoe on.

He will tell us when he is ready for a nap.

He will tell us when he is ready to leave some where by pointing the direction our vehicle is parked saying 'bye bye, car'

Any time we pull into the church parking lot he yells 'Jesus!'

He know his friends' names.

He loves to give hugs, especially to Hazel.

He calls us: Mama, Daddy, and Hazel and he usually has to try all three names on the person he is talking to, to get to the correct one.

He doesn't not enjoy rough play. But he loves coloring, puzzles, bubbles, or playing ball nicely.

He doesn't know all his colors but he can identify yellow most of of the time.

He can count to 14 and knows his basic shapes.


 He loves being outside.

Sunday, October 11, 2015

Hazel is One!...3 months late

Oh Hazel Lane, I can already hear you now. You will probably be about 12 years old, looking at your brother's three mega baby-books and asking, "Where's mine, mom".  Well girl, you see, you don't have one. And I'm sorry. But I did put all your hospital things in a nice zip lock bag. I would have made you a nice baby book, but the thing is, every time I tried, you thought you needed to be held. or eat. or something. Every. Single. Time.  So I made the decision that you demanded. And I know, without a doubt I will never regret the hours I held, rocked, bounced, and nursed you instead of cutting nice pictures out and adding embellishments. 


You are one year old. You think you are 20.  You jabber at anyone who will listen, and already have your mind made up about the world.  You are over it. You are not enticed one tiny bit by baby toys, noise makers, or new things. You only want your people.  There are about 5 of us, and I am disappointed to say that the church bible class lady, isn't one of them.  You have a look that tells me you know exactly what is going on. 

Hazel, you are every bit a Howard. You are a carbon copy of your Grammy.  Your only trace of me is the brown of your eyes. Listen, many people will go on about your brother's big baby blues, but brown eyes haven't failed me once. And I don't need sunglasses all the time, like the wimpy blue-eyed out there. You are graceful.  You have a poise that I can honestly say I have never possessed. You carry yourself almost daintily. You stoop to pick up something and it almost looks like a ballet move. You balance this out by having a snaggle-tooth. (you can't be perfect, after all) You also love to eat dirt, rocks, leaves, and anything else your brother doesn't even want to touch. 


Sister, I know for sure you have a had a great first year of life. I also know for sure each one will keep getting better. You have dad who thinks you are the best, a mom who keeps you humble, and a brother who puts up with your every move. You have got it made. I hope you always feel the love and support that we have for you. You complete our family. 

Saturday, April 11, 2015

9 Month Hazel/ 23 Month Miles


There is a reason I have been a terrible blogger. I have recently changed my primary email address. My old email address is connected to blogger, so I have to sign out of my new gmail account and into my old one to post. It is so annoying to do that. Therefore, the updates have been more spread out than I would like them. So it seems another month has passed.

Also, I have been busy helping with a local co-op here in Tulsa. I really love seeing the behind the scenes work of a co-op and I LOVE the great deals.  So when I jump on the computer for a minute during the day it is to enter a mobile order or fix a spread sheet.

I took Hazel to the doctor last week for her 9 month check up. She was exactly 18lbs. She was 28 inches long. Her head was 18 inches around. She is healthy and doing great. She can say 'dada' when asked and also says ba ba ba at random times. She doesn't say anything related to mama. I have tried to tell her it's her best bet at getting things she wants, but she doesn't believe me. Girl is stubborn.  She can pull up and move herself where ever she wants to go, without crawling.  She rocks back and forth on her hands and knees but prefers rolling as her method of movement. She has decided she likes bottles and loves to feed herself people food. She has grown out of all of her 6-9 month clothing and now wears 12 month. I find it a lot harder to get rid of her and Miles' clothes these days. Don't get me wrong I do not want any more babies..the clothes are just so cute.

Miles had Hazel have started playing together more. Their favorite game is Miles hides behind things and pops out. It makes Hazel laugh, so he does it over and over and over. Seeing them interact makes my mama heart happy.  It also frees up time for me to pack. I feel like I just got unpacked. But we are here again, move #9 as a married couple. Missouri, here we come (again). Hopefully this time we will get to stay longer than the last time we moved back. (Move #2:: 3 months)

The kids had a great Easter and next weekend is Miles' birthday party, followed by him turning 2 on April 23rd. Trevor graduates Pharmacy School on May 9th and we move home on May 28th. The next month and a half are sure to be crazy, but we wouldn't want it any other way!

Wednesday, March 18, 2015

8 Months/22 months-- Spring Break 2015

 For some reason, these two think they need to keep getting older. Don't get me wrong, I am happy about their new skills and some more independence, but it seems like the older they get the less free time I have. I would have thought it would have been the other way around.  Shows what I know. Now that Hazel can move herself around a bit (scooting, rolling) I have to be more aware of where Miles is. He rarely hurts her, but does enjoy feeding her whatever he is eating. This sometimes requires me to rush over and pluck things out of her mouth. She still has zero teeth, by the way.
 Miles has discovered that he would rather be outside. All the time. He goes to the door, knocks on it, and asks for his shoes and says 'owww-sigh' over with increasing emotion.  He gets very upset when it is time to come inside. I can't wait until we live in a house with a nice fenced in yard and he can just go out and play! He is starting to really name objects these days instead of just repeating what we say. He will point to things and say their name. He knows who people are. He answers questions and is forming 3 word sentences. It is so nice to be able to communicate!
We took a short spring break trip to Missouri to see the cousins and grandparents. Miles and Hazel adore their cousin, Audrey. She is so helpful. Where do I find myself a 9 year old? We went to Silver Dollar City and Miles rode his first baby roller coaster. 

 Hazel's version of kisses. Full contact, open mouth. Watch out!

 Miles chilling with Grammy! 
 When we got back from Missouri, we went to the zoo with some friends. Miles loved looking at the animals.
 He was less excited about me trying to take his picture.
 When Hazel fell asleep, Miles would go to the stroller and tell her about what he just saw. 
 Miles and his buddy William.
After checking out the animals, we played n the playground at the zoo. It was a successful Spring Break.