The Im Family

me:  ozzy do you need a poo poo diaper? ozzy: i hope that is so.  later after the poop:  okay, let's put the poopoo in the potty! ozzy:  it not diarrhea.

it has been a long time since i posted last!  i have a lot of catching up to do!  still havent posted about ozzy's bday party and that was JULY!  just a lot going on...what with the flooding and school starting for both kids. (oh the flooding...that will have to be a separate post. ) ozzy is 26 months old now.  yesterday, he pooped in the potty.  the second time, ever.  later this evening, as i read with the kids in bed...that i noticed a change here too.  usually when i read with ozzy, i point out various conventions of print, letter/sound recognition, sight words, etc.  if i get too 'teachy' he pushes the book away and wants to read a different book.  so it's a fine balance between keeping it interesting but still teaching tidbits here and there without losing his attention.  generally he likes books, but it's not always easy to sustain attention.  tonight however, i could not make him stop reading.  book after book, he ...

Ozzy would get SOOOOO upset any time his trains needed to be put away so i could vacuum.  (add video)

i am so, so, so late in posting this.  the time has really gotten away from me!  this is a MUCH belated post about ozzy's birthday party (TWO months ago!!!). ------------------------------------------------ we celebrated ozzy's birthday on the fourth of july weekend, two weeks early, since we'd be out of town on his real birthday.  the birthday theme was a no brainer given his obsession with trains.  we kept the party small, just family and one little boy (neighbor). i didnt really plan much by way of entertainment...the boys were under 2 yrs old, so i figured just having lots of trains and toys to play with suffice.  i really wanted to rent a trackless train, but i could only find one vendor that had one in our area and the cost would run close to $1000 for a minimum of two hours.  (and yes, there's a train at the mall and one at a local park, but i wanted to keep the party at home, so i ruled those out). for the invitations, i had a plan to do a pop...

srsly, i'm just glad he 1.  put on matching shoes and 2.  he put on shoes that didnt belong to mimi!  he was SO excited and proud of himself when he got those suckers on without any help!  his desire to try and be a big boy warms and breaks my heart at the same time. he understands that he has his toothpaste and mimi has hers.  his is a safe to swallow training toothpaste and mimi's is the real deal, but disguised with fun kid flavors and packaging.  he understands that his is the little kid toothpaste and mimi's is the big kid's toothpaste and he wants to use the big kid one really bad.  he tried to sneak some today, saw him brushing and pink foam oozing and dripping from his mouth and knew it was mimi's strawberry toothpaste and not ozzy's thomas the train toothpaste (which is colorless).  i immediately caught him and washed out his mouth.

last night i found ozzy thrashing and crying and calling for me in his sleep.  he wasnt awake.  i went over to him and carefully picked him up saying 'mama's here.  what's wrong?"  he doesnt open his eyes, he's still sobbing, answers, "ozzy scared!"  "what's scary, baby?"  ozzy says, "big truck!"  and i know what he's dreaming about...the day before we were playing outside when the garbage truck came onto our street.  as it got closer it also got louder and because we live at the end of a small cul de sac, it had to pivot into our driveway to turn back around.  the massive roaring garbage truck coming onto our driveway completely freaked ozzy out (i think he thought it was going to crush him?).  he ran away from the truck, shaking from head to toe, crying that it was scary.  i soothed him and told him it was a dream and the big truck wasnt here and he was safe.  and he slipped easily back to a calm sleep again.  i layed ...

busy busy busy, finally getting around to writing out ozzy's 2nd birthday post. ozzy turned two while we were vacationing in the bahamas.  i waited until we got back and settled in before going to his two year old check up (in case he needed shots, which it ends up he did not).  i've continued to be worried about his eating habits and his weight and it turns out that it was not unfounded.  at the two year old check up the chart showed that he dropped down towards the next curve, below the 50%, in weight.  (the nurse marked that he lept from the 75% in height to the 95%...yeah, riiiiiight.  they are so off on those marks when they measure the kids...and if you're off by even half an inch, it's the difference btwn 75th and 95th, so we dont put much faith in their measurements...by my at home measurement the kid is still in the 75% for height.)