Friday, June 27, 2014
Fun with cardboard
Lucia's "spaceship" was found today and behold, fun was had. (Pardon the clutter- more to come on that but suffice it to say we've been busy!)
Saturday, June 14, 2014
Thursday, June 5, 2014
Fourteen
I don't think I posted about Espen's month 13, so I'll just pile it in here. Espen turned 14 months old yesterday. Our little man. I looked at him today and he suddenly looked like a two year old. I was beaming and sad at the same time, as I imagine everyone feels when they realize their babies are growing up.
He has an extremely different (like, opposite) palate of Lucia's. The girl will eat fruit all the livelong day, and Espen prefers the savory things and even things with a bit of spiciness, he's down. He shovels food in by the handful, and now that he has molars, he's able to chew a lot more effectively. Tonight I think he ate an entire turkey burger himself. He's a big fan of meat; so interesting because that's what I ate tons of when I was pregnant -- but that's what I craved, so I wonder if I craved it because I was carrying him, or if he likes it because he had it when in utero? Either way, it's pretty funny how different he is from Lucia.
Today he blew me our daycare provider a kiss, which was ridiculously cute. He has learned how to say Dada? Every morning after we have nursies, he rolls over and says as loud as can be, DADA? It is adorable. He and Pete have a bit of a love affair going on; the way they look at each other is pretty priceless.
He's not walking yet and we're not worried. He's also not saying tons of words, but we know that's normal for a bilingual household. He hums various tunes and babbles quite a bit. He's pretty great.
He has an extremely different (like, opposite) palate of Lucia's. The girl will eat fruit all the livelong day, and Espen prefers the savory things and even things with a bit of spiciness, he's down. He shovels food in by the handful, and now that he has molars, he's able to chew a lot more effectively. Tonight I think he ate an entire turkey burger himself. He's a big fan of meat; so interesting because that's what I ate tons of when I was pregnant -- but that's what I craved, so I wonder if I craved it because I was carrying him, or if he likes it because he had it when in utero? Either way, it's pretty funny how different he is from Lucia.
Today he blew me our daycare provider a kiss, which was ridiculously cute. He has learned how to say Dada? Every morning after we have nursies, he rolls over and says as loud as can be, DADA? It is adorable. He and Pete have a bit of a love affair going on; the way they look at each other is pretty priceless.
He's not walking yet and we're not worried. He's also not saying tons of words, but we know that's normal for a bilingual household. He hums various tunes and babbles quite a bit. He's pretty great.
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