Boys Say Funny Things

Duncan said:

"We've been on this freeway for ages."

-after sitting in traffic

"He has to be a brilliant swimmer."

-referring to a picture of a surfer eating it on a giant wave

Finlay said:

"No we cant!" (said to the tune of Bob The Builder's "Yes we can!")

-often his response when we try to trick him into doing something by using Bob's popular mantra, "Can we ____ it?"

*with Fin it's not necessarily the words he chooses but the way he says things. He uses silly voices and funny intonations. I wish I had a video camera going 24-7.

And you know the little boys aren't the only ones who say funny things around here.

Jimmy said:

"If I wipe your bum then you'll have to wipe mine and that's gross."

-trying to teach Duncan to wipe his own bum

"I'm going to bite that cricket's head off myself."

-his reaction to the noisy bug outside. I was amused because I'm normally the one getting irritated by little noises like that. I've been listening to him for hours now and still wish him no harm.

"New game. This one's called Sluggish Buggish."

-in response to the boys' inability to correctly identify slug bugs -the PT Cruisers and Mini Coopers were totally throwing them off

*We now have Heebie Jeepies as well. Just what I need in the car -more commentary. I think I say, "Yup, there's another one" at least once a minute now. (My kids must be acknowledged in every word they say or there is no shutting them up. Does anyone else deal with this and find it as tiresome as I do?)

And just to avoid a picture-less post, here's a picture of the spider that literally came straight for me twice in one night. I had to wake Jimmy up at 12:30am to kill it. Just getting too close provoked images of a leaping, fanged, red eyed mini-tarantula attacking me.

*p.s. I know that there ARE bigger spiders, and that our chairs are hideous. Covering them just isn't high on the sewing priority list right now.

Keep Your Eye On The Ball

Untitled from Holly MacDougall on Vimeo.

Backseat Drivers

We've got a couple backseat drivers for sale. They may be under-age but they're pretty sure of themselves when it comes to being on the road. Some selling features include, but are not limited to:

- You'll never have to suffer through a quiet, thoughtless drive home again (you know how awful those can be). With these two around you'll be forced to pay attention to every turn you make, lane you choose and stop light you approach. And just when you start to go on auto pilot, you will be so thankful to hear, "No! Not this way!", You will then have the privilege of explaining to a 2 year old why it is actually the "right" way. Good luck. You'll be better for it, I promise.

-And as far as speeding tickets go, don't fret, because big D. is right there to make sure you never exceed the posted speed. How awesome is that?

-Big D. is also your traffic expert. You'll never have to wonder again if there are sufficient enough cars on the road to be called "traffic". Plus, he always knows which lane has the least amount of traffic. You'll love always having someone tell you what lane you SHOULD be in (especially a 4 year old).

-If you sometimes forget that you're in a race, these are the car companions for YOU! Don't worry, they'll be sure to inform you which car you're racing and when you've won.

And lucky for you, speed limits are forgotten about when there's a competitor in sight.

-With these guys in the car, you'll never forget where you're going.

-You'll love the challenge of trying to think of where the train might possibly be at any exact moment in time. Fortunately, a simple, "Train went bye bye," won't suffice.

-With the little one on hand you'll be sure to notice every single motorcycle behind you, in front of you, next to you and no where near you.

-And lastly, you'll learn a valuable lesson on how to behave when YOU are a passenger!!

FINLAY

So I was reading old posts from when Duncan was about Fin's age now and realized that I haven't really recorded much about Finlay (other than he's really cute and melts my heart). I think anyone who knows him would agree that he's just delightful. He hasn't met a stranger. He waves and smiles at the people in the cars next to us at traffic lights. When we're out to eat I'll see him looking off into the distance and smiling. I can always scan the crowd to find some lucky individual who has just been friended by Fin.

He loves his Dad and greets him every night with an enthusiastic DAD!! This morning when Jimmy was leaving for work, Finlay gave him an unprompted, "I love you Dad!" When playing with Dad he likes to jump on him, off of him, over him (actually on him again), or to him. He loves trucks and motorcycles. Every time he hears a siren, "FIRE TRUCK!" Duncan got a dump truck for his birthday and for weeks anytime we went anywhere in the car, for the duration of the trip, the conversation went like this,

"Mom. MOM!"

"What Fin?"

"DUMP TRUCK!"

Who knew there so many dump truck looking truck on the road? Along with cars he was a passion for throwing. He has quite an arm and the wind up kills me. Its like he's been watching pitchers or something. He gets his whole body into and is fairly accurate. Lets see....what else? He likes his sleep. He doesn't sleep tons but when he's tired, he's practically drooling over his crib. Speaking of crib, he still loves that binky for sleeping (Ok, Ok, not always just sleeping). That will be a hard habit to break.

He's no angel of course. He likes to kind of ignore you and pretend like nothing ever happened after he's been naughty. Or he tries to charm his way out of trouble which is a very powerful tool that will probably come in handy later in life as well. He's just so darn charming. Even when he's really mad and yelling with all his might at Duncan, we just can't help but laugh at him, it's so cute. He gets feisty but it always passes quickly. He likes to focus on one thing at a time. He won't hold a sippy cup in one hand and a cracker in the other. It's either eating time or drinking time. I'm pretty sure developmentally he is capable of holding two different things in each hand.

As far as talking goes, I figure he is right where he should be. He likes to wander the house saying, "Duncan, where are you?", or , "Duncan, come on." He like Duncan. And when I call for him he answers back with, "what?" That cracks me up. He tries to count which normally comes out something like 13787878787878. I don't know why he likes 7 and 8 so much? He says the prayer or something like it I guess. We normally catch, father, day, daddy, grandpa, grandma, amen. We say Amen and eat =) I'm sorry about all the grammatical errors. I'm too tired for quotations and commas and stuff. And I know this getting long but I have to talk about the ways he runs or bounces or gallops. Any of those description will do. Sometimes we make him run just for our entertainment. He also is an amazing eater. He eats SALAD! He even asks for more salad. I still can't get over it. But really, this is long so to end it let me just say Finlay is sweet and happy and funny and makes other people feel the same way. I am one lucky Momma.

p.s. no editing has taken place here tonight. Be kind in your thoughts toward my intelligence.

I'm One!!

For my actual birthday on Friday, Mom let me do lots of fun things like play in the toilet, pull all the wipes out of the container, play with marbles and rubber bands. She's the best! I also got to go to the park. Mom looked ridiculous chasing me all around. I don't why she bothers? Now that I can walk, there really is no stopping me.

On Sunday we had a party for me....oh and for Dad too, but with smiles like this, no one paid much attention to Pops.

Mom made me this shark fin cake. Get it? 'Cause they call me Fin? I was so happy when they cut that big fin off and put it on my tray.

Here's that cake I was talking about. I wonder if she's going to make me a fin cake every year?

I just love smiling at that little red box with the flashing light! Almost as much as I love being one!

My Little Sanity Stealer

Don't be fooled by his cuteness. He really is out to get me! Take, for instance, what he did to me last night...

8:30AM Goes to bed

11:00PM Wakes up and eats

12:30AM Wakes up and eats some more

2:45AM Wakes up and I rock him back to sleep

4:45AM Wakes up and I try to rock him, then try the swing

*Cries*

5:30AM Eats and sleeps

7:30AM Wakes and snacks

8:30AM Up just in time to start getting ready for church.

Sorry, for all those who have already been subjected to my whining. It really is all my fault. I should have been tougher in the beginning. We let him cry tonight...we'll see if it makes a difference.

A Little Bit of Sleep, A Whole Lot of Food

That pretty much sums up my life right now, although I can't complain too much about either.  The sleep is limited but still more abundant than to first time around. The food is plentiful for both mom and baby. Good for our bellies, not so good for mom's boobies...OUCH!

I got to rock Duncan to sleep last night.  I cried.  I realized how much I've missed those every day tender moments with my "baby". I've been out of commission since I started having the contractions on Wednesday, and we've both felt the loss. I look forward to assuming some of my mommy duties again (not all of them, but some). 

Finlay is great!  He had two amazing long stretches last night. He was a pokey eater at first but has picked up.  Much to my relief. Yesterday, I literally had aching watermelons on my chest. Today is much better so...things are looking up! 

Well, we're off to a Dr's appointment. I can't believe I'm wearing jeans. 2 sizes bigger than my regular size, but still.  Go ME! 

Welcome Finlay James MacDougall

I'm sure Holly will be posting details along with her thoughts later, but here are the answers to the regular questions as well as a bit of a photo dump from the first few days

Birthweight: 8 pounds 3 ounces

Length:  19 1/2 cm

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