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Sunday, December 30, 2012

The Rest of December

The entire month of December is always busy, here are some of the things worth noting:

We decided to sell the beloved "Saabaru" which Michael bought in June 2005 a few weeks after we were married. Before our friend came to pick it up, Harrison became nostalgic and sad so we decided to take a picture with it so he wouldn't forget daddy's blue car.

Mom pulled out all sorts of crafts to celebrate the season including marshmallow snowmen, frosting sugar cookies with friends, making our first ever gingerbread house (from a kit) and making brownies because I love brownies. 





One of the last big projects we worked on were ornaments Harrison would give as gifts for family members. They smelled amazing because they are made with tons of ground cinnamon and applesauce (and white Elmer's glue to hold the shape). We mixed it together with our hands, rolled and cut them out like sugar cookies then bake to dry them out. Viola!



Enter Michael Fein. Dad, ever the amazing provider, worked late and arrived home around 9pm just as I was putting Harrison to bed. I came downstairs and saw him hovering over the ornaments in the darkened kitchen and blurted out "don't eat those!" as he simultaneously started spitting over the kitchen sink and muttered something like "I just figured that out!" Dad notoriously wants to dig into baked goods fresh out of the oven and I constantly have to tell him to wait. He says that it was dark, something smelled delicious and he was hungry, why should he think anything is amiss? We are still laughing about this little episode.

After Harrison decorated the ornaments with colored glitter glue and I added ribbon, he chose a few to add to his kid Christmas tree. When we went to the tree lot just after Thanksgiving and we were waiting for the tree to go onto our car, Harrison rounded a corner and found an assortment of small trees. He became super excited, pulled a tree out and exclaimed that it was "just my size!" Michael and I remember years our parents let us have our own Christmas trees so we indulged and took this sweet little tree home. 


This is the part of the blog where I admit to being a poor parent. I did not take any pictures on Christmas Eve or Christmas Day, save this one photo of Harrison's dictated note to Santa and the plate of cookies. Sorry Tucker, I blew documenting your first Christmas. If it is any consolation, you were very happy visiting with family and watching all the hubbub.


Sunday, December 23, 2012

Overnight in Seattle

Dad and mom decided it would be nice to pack up the kids and spend a night in Seattle over the weekend. We got a great little room at the Edgewater Hotel that Harrison LOVED. There was a little black teddy bear on the bed when we arrived and a fireplace in the room and a big window overlooking the city.




On the drive into Seattle, I needed to call the hotel prior to our arrival. Since my car has bluetooth, he can hear the phone ringing and asks:

H: mommy who are you talking to?
Me: I'm calling the hotel.
H: that's silly, hotels cant talk!

Downstairs there is a lovely sitting room adjacent to the lobby which juts out over Elliot Bay and had board games to play. Harrison even picked out the photo of the Beatles on the wall (in the fall we stumbled upon the Beatles debuted on the Ed Sullivan show and now Harrison loves "She loves you, YAY, YAY, YAY!"). In the days and weeks after we left he would sigh and tell me "I just miss the hotel." The photo below is of their reflection in the window while playing chess with city lights and a ferry boat through the window in the darkness.



We did manage to get Harrison out of the hotel and enjoyed the evening in downtown Seattle. Harrison and dad rode the carousel in Westlake Center. We went to a steakhouse for a "fancy dinner" and Harrison behaved marvelously, in part because we told him Santa's helpers are everywhere, watching everything, and reporting back to Santa. The Sheraton houses the annual gingerbread house competition and although the line was probably 90 a minute wait we were able to walk through the lobby and peek between people as they walked by which was good enough for us.


I made the mistake of telling Harrison that we probably visit Santa downtown and when we passed the Santa that sits in the window at Nordstroms, Harrison made us stand there and watch for awhile and then begged to go see Santa and then melted down into a bit of a crying fit when we told him we couldn't because we didn't have reservation (the line was hideously long and we were seeing Santa the next week at the mall). I felt really bad about that, if we go again next year I am going to try to make that happen.

On Sunday morning we checked out and went to the new Ferris Wheel and got high views of the Bay and Downtown. Unfortunetly the weather was dreary and rainy but we enjoyed ourselves despite the gray.


Saturday, December 22, 2012

SantaLand

Friday night at dinner I reminded Harrison of something very important:

Me: Harrison, tomorrow we get to go see Santa. 

HJ: Tomorrow?

Me: Yes, tomorrow after breakfast. 

HJ: (in a rousing rendition of his days-of-the-week song) Suuuun-day, Mon-Day, Tues-day, Wedns-day, Thurs-day, Friiiii-Day, Sat-UR-day, Those-are-the Daaays of-the-week... Hey! There's no "tomorrow!"

So true, my son! Well this morning Harrison woke up and as he does every morning he asked me sleepily, "what we going to do to day, mommy?" When I reminded him we are going to see Santa he spent most of the rest of the morning jumping up and down around the house saying, "Santa! Santa! Santa!" He helped pick out his perfect Christmas outfit, excitedly waited while I dug out his belt (!) and attempted to stand still while I wet down and then blow dried his hair to remove the bedhead look. Dad had him practice his "Santa Smile" for the photos as well as his answers to the most likely questions Santa would ask. I imagine it was a little like the President of the United States prepping for a press conference regarding his close ally to the north.

As is his nature, the minute he got up to Santa he suddenly became introverted and barely managed to smile for the photos. When he got his 60 seconds alone with Santa and was asked what he wanted for Christmas he replied, as rehearsed, "Spiderman Books."

Tucker for his part did not cry or squirm, he was mostly confused to wake up from a nap to find Santa, Santa's helpers, extended family and bright lights and decorations everywhere.


Tuesday, December 18, 2012

Christmas Program

Harrison's preschool puts on two music programs each year which we have been looking forward to for months. Just after Halloween, Harrison would come home from school and sing bits and pieces from "Jingle Bells" and other holiday music staples.

The big finally day arrived. Dad took some time off of work, Grandmama, Zaidy and Great Papa came. We all sat in eager anticipation. Harrison's class filed in. He didn't look us in the eye. They started singing. He wouldn't sing or only did what he needed to just get by. Our kid had stage fright. Then Tucker started crying, exhausted but unable to fall asleep, and grandmama and zaidy had to leave in turns to quiet him down, missing a lot of the program and distracting Harrison. Eventually he loosened up and would sing and do some of the sign language but he kept sitting down on the stage like he didn't want to be seen. The song list:


Happy Birthday To You (baby Jesus)
Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star
Guess Who's Beard is Long and White
When Santa Comes Down the Chimney
I'm a little Christmas Tree
Angels We Have Heard on High
We Wish You a Merry Christmas


Hopefully next time Harrison will be in the swing of things. He definitely knew the music and at home enjoyed cupping his hands, elbows out to the sides and singing the gloria chorus to "Angels We Have Heard on High."

His teacher is Miss Lovely, dressed in all black. His music teacher is in a red sweater and the teacher that does music and sign language is in a white sweater.

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Monday, December 17, 2012

Our Tucker

I can hardly believe my baby Tucker is almost 4 months old already and he seems to develop a new skill almost daily. His neck muscles keep his head up well and his abdominal muscles continue to strengthen so that he will sit upright in my arms steadily most of the time (although he can't be trusted not to tip over quite yet). Lying down, you can see him try to crunch his abs to sit up to no avail but he can hold my fingers and I can pull him into a sitting position. He recently got into the excersaucer and loves it, even managing to push buttons to make animal sounds to his surprise and delight. He tracks objects with his eyes and movements of his head. Though he grabs fingers tightly he doesn't grab objects but does bat at hanging toys. His favorite people are definitely mom, dad and Harrison, as he will give us big smiles whenever he greets us. Without a doubt, he looks very much like his daddy.

This past week I started reading short books to him before nap time and consistently read "The Little Blue Truck" and now when I sit him down he smiles when he sees the book and I start reading! To help Harrison feel more included I asked him to join us in the rocking chair when we read and he enjoys this time with us even if they are short "baby books" with few words.



Tucker gives huge smiles and lots of laughs and brings us so much joy. He still has such a sweet disposition, really only cries when he is tired or hungry but even then it is mostly a whine. Tucker is super cuddly and happy after a meal, full of smiles and "goos" and it is mom and dad's favorite time with him during the day.


Harrison is so funny, he speaks in this ear piercing high pitched voice and uses it to pretend to be Tucker talking to us. Even funnier, he will dialogue between himself and Tucker, something like this:

"Tucker": wahhh, I want to put this little toy in my mouth!

Harrison: no, no Tucker, you can't have it you will choke, and then you will get sick and have to go to the hopstibal (hospital).

Tucker and I drop off and pick up Harrison at school twice a week and when we arrive all the other kids run up behind Harrison and say "hiiii bay-beeee Tuck-errrrr" in a cute, super drawn out way. They all want to say hi or look or touch him (which they are forbidden to do, ack, the germs!) and they are all oh so sweet. Harrison relishes in the fact that he is the only one that gets to give Tucker hugs, kisses and gently strokes his head as they greet.
updated: 12/21/12

Saturday, December 15, 2012

November

After Halloween things slowed down  until the week prior to Thanksgiving; dad took Harrison on a trip to Denver to visit good friends and cheer on the Huskies to a victory over Colorodo.


While the big boys were away, mom and Tucker had a date with Auntie Chyna for dim sum and bubble tea and enjoyed the rainy, blustery afternoon together.


About the same time Tucker also turned 3 months old, he's getting so big so fast!


Despite having my hands full, I did manage to get the kids coordinating Christmas jammies and take their picture in anticipation of our annual Christmas card. This was the winner, coming soon to a mailbox near you! Of course I couldn't get them both to smile.


Thanksgiving was spent and Aunt Shivonne and Uncle John's house and auntie Chyna got to come as well since she stayed in town for the long weekend. The evening was nice, warm and full of family but alas, no photos. Chyna spent the rest of the weekend at our home and we enjoyed having her around, especially me. She kindly agreed to babysit for an evening while we went to out for a few hours to a comedy club with friends and poor thing was stuck with a crying baby that I was sure would not wake up! After a quick call to me, she rocked the baby back to sleep and also got Harrison put down to bed, what a pro. 

I just found a list I jotted down, verbatim, of all the things Harrison said he was thankful for: 
  • cereal
  • pumpkins
  • yummy food
  • for the food I eat
  • toys
  • the things for my birthday
  • Spiderman, Captain America and the other guy that flies (Iron Man) and all the other super heroes
Something random Harrison said that was cute: one day he told me that I am "pretty like a sister, but you're a mommy." Puzzled, I asked him what he meant  and he said something about a stitch; after some deciphering I realized he meant that, in referring to the movie "Lilo & Stitch," he thought I am pretty like Lilo's sister. I think he means that she is pretty and Hawaiian and he thinks I am pretty and look Hawaiian. 

This also reminds me of when we were watching ESPN's coverage of the Nathan's hot dog eating contenst (on July 4), women's division, when my three year old blurts out, "she looks like mommy!" Luckily the national champ hadn't started eating yet otherwise I might have more in common with her than just a passing resemblance (I was pregnant at the time). You be the judge.

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Friday, December 14, 2012

Halloween

This year for Halloween, I asked Harrison what he would like to be and offered the suggestion of pirate to which he enthusiastically agreed to. Call me manipulative but even though he loves Spiderman I didn't suggest any super heroes because I wanted my little boy to be cute one more year before begging for a super commercialized bad guy vanquishing hero costume. It was also nice he didn't have the same costume every other boy had, especially since they were readily available at Costco.

Harrison and mom went to his gym for a Halloween party and met up with his gym friends for rounds and rounds of games such as fishing at the witch pond and throwing bean bags at bats for prizes. He was not on his best behavior that day and I was super frustrated with him at dinner time and threatened not to take him but all of that melted away on the drive there when he said several times (slowly), "I'm so excited!" while he balled up his fists, tensed up and shook slightly with excitement and anticipation.

Halloween night mom stayed home with Tucker on doorbell duty while dad and Harrison went around the neighborhood twice! Harrison's favorite phrase was "ahoy mateys, ARRRG!"


This last mummy picture I had to include because he had this same shirt in orange when he was 9 months old.


Thursday, December 13, 2012

Farm Days

Ack I am two months behind on posts so this will be short on commentary and more about the photos. In early October we made our annual visit to The Farm but it was still warm and sunny which did not make for my favorite idyllic fall photos as it was too warm to wear sweaters and the sun was shining in our eyes causing squinting. Harrison had fun as Lilah and Gavin's families also came but we decided to skip the pumpkin patch that day.

A couple weeks later we were going to run by the supermarket for pumpkins and then decided to drive the extra 10 miles to real patches and then last minute drove the extra mile to Craven Farm and just do this thing right. It was severally overcast, threatening to rain, gusty winds and cold - it was almost perfect for photos! The last photo here I had made into a canvas, it is so precious!








Saturday, November 17, 2012

Back By Popular Demand

Team Fein is back! Where to begin after a month hiatus... I think I will start with a general update on the kids and then go back and hit highlights (I know you all want to see Halloween photos).

At exactly 10 weeks old, Tucker slept through the night [insert chorus of singing angles here]. Although one night of sleep does not a sane mother make. He is now 12.5 weeks old and he has slept through the night for about two weeks straight. We're talking 10:30pm - 7:00am folks, so yes I am starting to regain a shred of sanity. It is such a change from Harrison, who I let eat and sleep on demand Le Leche League style, and I was rewarded with multiple middle of the night wake ups until he was nine months old; out of desperation we finally let him cry it out. For Tucker we are using the "Baby Wise" method and life has some structure and most importantly sleep for everyone in the family.

Tucker started smiling and cooing around 9 weeks; few things makes me as happy as his smiling little face, especially in the morning when his sleepy eyes open wide and shine as he greets me with a big, toothless smile.


Tucker has a very chill disposition and only cries when he is tired or uncomfortable, otherwise he will sit in his bouncy chair or kick back in his floor gym or just watch what is going on around him. Surprisingly he rarely takes a pacifier anymore, Harrison was probably 9 months when he kicked the habit.

Harrison loves his "Tuckey" and enjoys running ahead of me to Tucker's room so he can open the door, turn on the light, stand on his stool he leaves next to the crib, then lean in and detach the two velcro tabs that hold the swaddle in place. If Tucker is crying, Harrison will next pat him and reassure him that "it's alright Tuckey."

When I drop off and pick up Harrison at school, the eight other kids in class all meet us at the door and ask to see Tucker; they also know my rule is they may not touch him (oh the germs!). While the kids fawn over the baby, proud big brother, who is exempt from the no-touching policy, practically crawls into the car seat carrier and rubs cheeks with his little bro and gives him a little squeeze of love. Although he doesn't play with Tucker, some days when I put Tucker down for a nap Harrison will sigh and say, "I just miss my Tuckey."
Harrison's made a huge leap forward in his bike riding skills. When he was just over 2 years old we bought him a Strider balance bike, which is a light weight bike without pedals; the kiddo sits on the seat and push with their feet and learns to balance on a bike first. Harrison is the neighborhood all star on his Strider, zooming around faster than anyone can run next to him and whipping around corners.

Earlier this summer dad and Harrison bought a new peddle bike, however we had to put the training wheels back on because we realized he had trouble peddling the bike because he had never learned how to peddle in the first place!  We borrowed a pink princess tricycle from friends but it was so small he could barely get it to move. So for the last few months dad has patiently taught him how to peddle, how to stand up for more force to push down on peddles to start or go up an incline, and also how to brake by pushing back on the peddles (with the Strider he would drag his feet on the ground, he wore holes into two pair of shoes!). On October 28th all their hard work and practice paid off!


In this video you will see our friend Gavin riding his Strider bike which should give you a good comparison.


Another step forward for Harrison, and for us as parents, is that he is settling in to life with a sibling. The first 8 weeks were rough. While Harrison was always sweet, gentle and loving to Tucker he acted out in unexpected ways to gain our attention. The biggest struggle was with sleep, which was already happening in the summer but got worse after Tucker was born. He refused to nap and wouldn't stay in his room for quiet time. He wouldn't stay in his room at bed time, he was begging to come out, keep his door open, turn on lights... I am ashamed to say that in our frustration (exasperated by lack of sleep and stress) we yelled at him often and locked him in a few times for a couple minutes; long enough for him to kick at the door, wail and throw breakable objects in his room. This was not our child and these mean people were not his parents.

Around week 8, I had life under a bit more control and was able to give Harrison more attention, letting the dirty dishes sit so I could play with him for a few minutes while Tucker was sleeping. We slowly worked out the bed time kinks and now he stays in his room when we say good night (usually).

An unintended issue developed after we left for the hospital while Harrison was asleep and woke to find us missing; Harrison suddenly became super attached and refused to go anywhere without us. He refused to play with friends at the park or even next door at Gavin's house unless one of us was with him. At bedtime, he would ask me questions and demand detailed answers about what I would be doing while he was in bed. If I said I would be in my bedroom, he would come out of his room to check that I was there. If I instead went downstairs to watch tv with dad, we would find him asleep on the floor upstairs in a corner where he can just barely see us sitting on the couch.

He never clearly expressed that he was afraid of abandonment but around week 10 we were all in the car when Harrison said, out of nowhere, "don't go to the hospital again and leave me while I am sleeping." We promised we wouldn't and that was it, he had nothing else to say on the matter.

Although he loves the Little Gym, he didn't want to go in "without" me because suddenly my seat behind the window just wasn't secure enough for him. Heck, I took Tucker into the bathroom to change a diaper during class, which entailed us walking through the gym in from of him, and he broke into a wailing, crying fit as if I had abandoned him.

Now he and I have a deal. Went we to four gym classes and he did not cry (or have any breakdowns) and he earned a Little Gym water bottle; he and I are so proud of his accomplishment. He is now working towards a Little Gym Frisbee. Hey, I'm not above bribery, whatever works! Still a little weary, he will check in with me and ask where I will be but he doesn't physically cling to me anymore.


A positive side effect of the baby is that Harrison and dad have formed a really tight bond since dad spent most of his free time with Harrison while I was recovering from the C-section and taking care of baby. Daily Harrison tells me he misses his daddy while he is at work and he was sad when dad left for three days for business in Salt Lake City. This weekend the two of them are together in Denver visiting friends and cheering on our beloved huskies at the game. Harrison was reluctant to go without me and Tucker but I hear he is having a great time there.


Whew, that was a long update, I didn't realize the progress that was made until I had to type it all out; I didn't even get to all the fun stuff we've been up to. Next post, I promise pictures at The Farm and Halloween.

Friday, November 16, 2012

Tucker's Stats

During Tucker's 2 month check up the nurse and doctor were pleasingly surprised to find that Tucker and grown in length considerably. He grew from 18.5" to 24.6" -or- from the 6th percentile for his age group to the 94th percentile! Also, considering he lost nearly a full pound from his birth weight those first few days and we had to force feed him formula to keep him from being readmitted to the hospital, he weighed in at 12.14 lbs or 59%.

My friend who is a nutritionist at Seattle Children's Hospital said that my nurse's method of laying baby on the tissue paper and marking the paper at head and toe is very inaccurate since babies squirm. With that in mind, I can vouch that his eating and sleeping patterns had reflected a growth spurt and almost overnight he could not stretch his legs out in his footie jammies. Looking at his weight gain I would I presume the length can't be that far off. I held his head as she measured and thought we did well. If it is off, we should see a drop at his next check up after Christmas.