Long Time No Speak
Has it really been almost a month since the last update? Man, the kid turns one and he's suddenly not important. There must be a lot to catch up on then, huh?
Basically not much has changed on the home front. Our house is still on the market, we still receive a good amount of traffic and positive feedback which is apparently more than a lot of other sellers are getting in our neck of the woods. But we just reduced the price for the first time. Fortunately the homes we are interested in buying also just reduced their prices so it'll even out. Until then, we're still at my parents. Lucky them! I'm sure it's been a big adjustment for them having to manuever around toys and odd objects all over the floor like pumpkins and kitchen gadgets that we can't keep away from Julian.
A few weeks ago we had endless days of dreary weather, we spent most of it indoors or doing errands. During one of our trips we stopped at the little mall here. While we were there I decided to stop in to Stride Rite to have Julian's feet measured. I'm still in month mentality so I wanted to know what an 18-24 size shoe translates to in regular sizes. The kind lady measured his feet which he didn't like very much and we found he wears a 6. That is what I was guessing but now that it's confirmed, well I just don't know what I'll do with this pertinent piece of information.
I then felt obligated to have Julian try a pair of shoes on after I loudly proclaimed "you don't have any black shoes??" I picked out a pair of brown shoes and she put them on him. He immediately grabbed on to my hands and stood there like he didn't know what to do. I got him to take a few steps, while still holding on to my hands as if these were the first steps he ever took and he proceeded to walk. But this was not the normal Julian walk. No. Every step he took he lifted his legs up so high and wide, as if a huge log had fallen in front of him and he needed to step over. He did this around the entire store - because I wouldn't let him stop because it was so funny to see.
I know this was his first time in something that wasn't a super soft soled shoe and thought that he may not like it much, but I had no idea it would cause him to walk like that. Oh man, it was funny enough that I almost was willing to shell out the $50 for the shoes if it would mean he would keep doing it.
I basically had to force him on to this thing. I was desperate to kill time.
Julian had his 12 month well-baby appointment a month ago, just 2 months late. He weighs 24 lbs 4 oz and grew approximately 0 inches based on their highly accurate method of measuring. So he's still about 31 1/2 inches when his head is crooked and his legs are kicking. Julian did not enjoy being touched at all. He pushed away the stethoscope and he screamed bloody murder when the doc looked in his ears. He appears healthy and developing just fine, thank you. Not that we had doubts. I was a little concerned about his recent case of chronic halitosis until I realized it was these vegetable crackers I've been feeding him. I've switched brands and harmony is restored. Thank God because it was no fun curling up next to a garlic bulb at night.
Based on the vaccine schedule he should have received the chicken pox vaccine (no thanks!), Hep A (we'll pass!) and MMR (uh, I need more time to research this, we'll call you!). We left shot free that day and good thing because if he got that upset when the doctor unsnapped his diaper I can only imagine what would of happened if needles pierced his flesh. I did want to research the vaccines more because I was slacking on it and I've since acquired some great info on the subject to assist us. I just haven't had a chance to look through it yet.
Julian's signing abilities are really taking off. He picks them up almost instantly. As soon as you put him in the car he signs for music. We put on his favorite CD and you know how there is a pause between songs, immediately when the first song ends he starts signing music again. He hasn't caught on that there is usually a second in between and he doesn't have to keep asking for it. It's terribly cute though, I love catching it in my rearview mirror. I laugh when he points out the window and signs tree over and over.
We'll we've been nursing now a little over 14 months. I'm actually not nursing nearly as much these days. I've heard that around 14 months they really slow down and if you, or the baby, don't wean at this point they pick back up and you can count on nursing until their 3. So I'm kind of taking advantage of this lull and while I'm not pushing towards weaning, I'm definitely not encouraging nursing. I try and offer other things first and I'm trying not to nurse him to sleep and use other methods to get him back to sleep. Generally it doesn't work. It's hard not to nurse him during the night because before he would just writhe and whine but in the glow of the moonlight I can see him signing for milk and he says his little "Mer? Mer?" How can I say no?
Julian's "what do the piggies say?" face
Oh this face - he does all day long. And it's so ugly. He dropped his cup one day and my mom did a surprised look and said "uh oh!" and this is his immitation of her.
OK this one is hard to see but one of his new tricks is making a fish face.
Laugh now...
cry later...
and even later
Good guys where white in the form of matching thermals.
The most newsworthy event is our recent trip to Vegas. We just got back last Thursday and let's say that Julian was working overtime ensuring his place in the world as an only child. And we will not be traveling with him again in the next 3 years. Or 17. We met my entire family out there which was nice but because of the little boy that took over Julian's sweet body, it was hard to have fun and there definitely wasn't any relaxing going on. I'll spare you the details but in his defense he came down with a cold and was basically restrained the entire time in a stroller which he hates. He needs to be free and since he prefers to run the opposite way from where he should be and won't allow us to hold his hand or stand nearby on his own, the stroller was his home.
"Hi, meet our son who is confined to a stroller and won't look at the camera for spite. He hates us."
The conservatory at the Bellagio.
Ahhhhh, peace.
Uh oh, the beast has awoken.
Just kidding, we did have some good times. See? Happy.
Well at least me and the M&M are happy. And Julian's not crying so that's something.
Like father, like son, live very bad Elivs impersonator.
And the reason we went to Vegas
(By the way, if you ever go into Flickr to look at our photos, I have them now set to private. You need to have a Flickr account in order to view them. I want to keep photos of Julian a little more on lockdown to keep the crazies away. They will still be viewable here but there are always many more in Flickr. So get on over there and create an account!)
Basically not much has changed on the home front. Our house is still on the market, we still receive a good amount of traffic and positive feedback which is apparently more than a lot of other sellers are getting in our neck of the woods. But we just reduced the price for the first time. Fortunately the homes we are interested in buying also just reduced their prices so it'll even out. Until then, we're still at my parents. Lucky them! I'm sure it's been a big adjustment for them having to manuever around toys and odd objects all over the floor like pumpkins and kitchen gadgets that we can't keep away from Julian.
A few weeks ago we had endless days of dreary weather, we spent most of it indoors or doing errands. During one of our trips we stopped at the little mall here. While we were there I decided to stop in to Stride Rite to have Julian's feet measured. I'm still in month mentality so I wanted to know what an 18-24 size shoe translates to in regular sizes. The kind lady measured his feet which he didn't like very much and we found he wears a 6. That is what I was guessing but now that it's confirmed, well I just don't know what I'll do with this pertinent piece of information.
I then felt obligated to have Julian try a pair of shoes on after I loudly proclaimed "you don't have any black shoes??" I picked out a pair of brown shoes and she put them on him. He immediately grabbed on to my hands and stood there like he didn't know what to do. I got him to take a few steps, while still holding on to my hands as if these were the first steps he ever took and he proceeded to walk. But this was not the normal Julian walk. No. Every step he took he lifted his legs up so high and wide, as if a huge log had fallen in front of him and he needed to step over. He did this around the entire store - because I wouldn't let him stop because it was so funny to see.
I know this was his first time in something that wasn't a super soft soled shoe and thought that he may not like it much, but I had no idea it would cause him to walk like that. Oh man, it was funny enough that I almost was willing to shell out the $50 for the shoes if it would mean he would keep doing it.
I basically had to force him on to this thing. I was desperate to kill time.
Julian had his 12 month well-baby appointment a month ago, just 2 months late. He weighs 24 lbs 4 oz and grew approximately 0 inches based on their highly accurate method of measuring. So he's still about 31 1/2 inches when his head is crooked and his legs are kicking. Julian did not enjoy being touched at all. He pushed away the stethoscope and he screamed bloody murder when the doc looked in his ears. He appears healthy and developing just fine, thank you. Not that we had doubts. I was a little concerned about his recent case of chronic halitosis until I realized it was these vegetable crackers I've been feeding him. I've switched brands and harmony is restored. Thank God because it was no fun curling up next to a garlic bulb at night.
Based on the vaccine schedule he should have received the chicken pox vaccine (no thanks!), Hep A (we'll pass!) and MMR (uh, I need more time to research this, we'll call you!). We left shot free that day and good thing because if he got that upset when the doctor unsnapped his diaper I can only imagine what would of happened if needles pierced his flesh. I did want to research the vaccines more because I was slacking on it and I've since acquired some great info on the subject to assist us. I just haven't had a chance to look through it yet.
Julian's signing abilities are really taking off. He picks them up almost instantly. As soon as you put him in the car he signs for music. We put on his favorite CD and you know how there is a pause between songs, immediately when the first song ends he starts signing music again. He hasn't caught on that there is usually a second in between and he doesn't have to keep asking for it. It's terribly cute though, I love catching it in my rearview mirror. I laugh when he points out the window and signs tree over and over.
We'll we've been nursing now a little over 14 months. I'm actually not nursing nearly as much these days. I've heard that around 14 months they really slow down and if you, or the baby, don't wean at this point they pick back up and you can count on nursing until their 3. So I'm kind of taking advantage of this lull and while I'm not pushing towards weaning, I'm definitely not encouraging nursing. I try and offer other things first and I'm trying not to nurse him to sleep and use other methods to get him back to sleep. Generally it doesn't work. It's hard not to nurse him during the night because before he would just writhe and whine but in the glow of the moonlight I can see him signing for milk and he says his little "Mer? Mer?" How can I say no?
Julian's "what do the piggies say?" face
Oh this face - he does all day long. And it's so ugly. He dropped his cup one day and my mom did a surprised look and said "uh oh!" and this is his immitation of her.
OK this one is hard to see but one of his new tricks is making a fish face.
Laugh now...
cry later...
and even later
Good guys where white in the form of matching thermals.
The most newsworthy event is our recent trip to Vegas. We just got back last Thursday and let's say that Julian was working overtime ensuring his place in the world as an only child. And we will not be traveling with him again in the next 3 years. Or 17. We met my entire family out there which was nice but because of the little boy that took over Julian's sweet body, it was hard to have fun and there definitely wasn't any relaxing going on. I'll spare you the details but in his defense he came down with a cold and was basically restrained the entire time in a stroller which he hates. He needs to be free and since he prefers to run the opposite way from where he should be and won't allow us to hold his hand or stand nearby on his own, the stroller was his home.
The conservatory at the Bellagio.
Ahhhhh, peace.
Uh oh, the beast has awoken.
Just kidding, we did have some good times. See? Happy.
Well at least me and the M&M are happy. And Julian's not crying so that's something.
Like father, like son, live very bad Elivs impersonator.
And the reason we went to Vegas
(By the way, if you ever go into Flickr to look at our photos, I have them now set to private. You need to have a Flickr account in order to view them. I want to keep photos of Julian a little more on lockdown to keep the crazies away. They will still be viewable here but there are always many more in Flickr. So get on over there and create an account!)
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