June 30, 2008

growing up


Taylor is changing every day and is becoming quite the entertainer - always doing what he can to get anyone to smile or laugh.

Taylor has really been into loving and snuggling lately, without me making him hold still and give me a hug and a kiss. The other day we were walking together from the mailbox back to our home and he wanted me to hold him. That was fine, he gets tired, I get it. But then he shocked me. He put his head in by my neck and rested it there and said "ahhhh." I melted. And then he looked me in the eyes, kissed me on the lips and gave me a hug. God blessed me with a son with a kind and gentle heart, no matter how rough he plays sometimes, he is kind and gentle through and through.

This weekend we did a lot of playing in the water. Both days we took him to the fountain in downtown Hillsboro to play in the water with all the kids, and both days we went swimming in our pool, too. In case you wondered, our time in the sun resulted in Taylor turning brown and me turning pink. Lucky kid.

June 29, 2008

Tay's Stats...

We're quickly approaching Taylor's second birthday, so let's play a little game and make things extra fun, and competitive.

I am going to re-cap all of Taylor's weigh-ins from the doctor's office below. Your job is to guess his height and weight at his 2-year appointment that falls on July 23rd (one day after he turns two). The person who comes the closest to height and weight will win a set of 25 gift tags for free!! And perhaps a piece of original artwork from Taylor. Like that?!

Okay, to enter, just leave a comment on this post and we'll see what happens. Contest ends on Taylor's birthday, Tuesday, July 22, 2008 at 6:11 PM (the exact time he was born).

Good luck!!

Taylor's Past Stats

Age: birth
Weight: 7 lbs, 12 oz
Height: 20-1/2 inches

Age: 2 weeks
Weight: 8 lbs
Height: 20-3/4 inches

Age: 2 months
Weight: 13 lbs
Height: 23-1/2 inches

Age: 4 months
Weight: 16 lbs, 9 oz
Height: 26 inches

Age: 6 months
Weight: 19 lbs, 9 oz
Height: 29-1/4 inches

Age: 9 months
Weight: 24 lbs, 6 oz
Height: 30-1/4 inches

Age: 12 months
Weight: 25 lbs, 9 oz
Height: 30-1/2 inches

Age: 18 months
Weight: 28 lbs, 6 oz
Height: 34-1/2 inches

who does number 2 work for?!

We're celebrating all day long today because... Taylor pooped in the big boy potty this morning!! Go Taylor, Go!! He was thrilled that he got to dump it in the big toilet and flush it away. And even happier that he got rewarded with a York Peppermint Patty!

{I almost took a picture of it to post on the blog, but then I actually stopped myself and said 'No, Shauna, that's sick'. So, you're welcome.}

June 24, 2008

- Flashback Tuesday -

Happy Flashback Tuesday, everyone! We hope that this Tuesday morning is treating everyone right.

Today's Flashback is from Taylor's 1st Birthday, as you probably could have guessed so much with the cake and frosting all over my son's face - you guys are smart ones, sorry to belittle you all!

So in less than a month my baby with be TWO. Therefore, this picture is a flashback, which shocks me. I remember this day so well, and it's bizarre that it happened a year ago, especially when I can't remember what happened a week ago sometimes!

Anyway, savor month 23 with me, because soon he'll be the big number 2!!

Thanks for reading!

June 17, 2008

Flashback Tuesday!


Happy Flashback Tuesday! Here at the Rogers House we're all suffering from a tummy bug, but Flashback Tuesday must go on!! This picture was taken in September 2007, so Taylor was 14 months old and loving life. I remember this is when he'd finally smile on purpose for the camera. Doesn't he look like a little gentleman? I can't believe that this kiddo is almost two. We'll talk about what I call the 'Terrifying Two's' later on a different post. So sit back and just enjoy the flashback.



June 15, 2008

June 13, 2008

what he dreams about

Taylor talks in his sleep - a lot. Most of the time it's mumbling or muttering of some sort, but other times it is crystal clear, and I bet you can guess one of the things he talks about... kitties. That's right, he must be dreaming about cats, my precious little tator tot. He'll mumble and mumble and then say 'oh, kitty' mumble, mumble 'hi, cat' mumble, mumble 'kitty cat'.

Taylor also talks a lot about babies in his sleep. 'Baby' this and 'baby' that, 'need baby', and 'oh, hi baby', you get the picture.

This is just even more proof that while my son is a crazy and wild man on the run, he's got a soft, warm heart.

I love this boy!

June 12, 2008

art class


Taylor and I went to his Messy Munchkins Art Class yesterday and got pretty messy together. He was so excited to go and paint and color, and when we sat down to do just that, he decided he had changed his mind. He just looked at me, pushed the paper away and said 'no. no thank you.' He is a little guy that knows what he wants, and doesn't want. I guess it wasn't as exciting for him because we paint and color and draw all the time here at home, so maybe it wasn't all that new.


I did manage to get some cute pictures of him. I also kindly forced him to paint 2 paintings. Father's Day is around the corner and we need anything we can get. I am lame this year, lame!!, I tell you!!


His art teacher was so sweet, by the way. And she brought her two kidlets with her (3 and 5). Taylor was sitting and playing with the 5 year old boy and the boy asked Tay how old he was. Taylor looked right at him and said 'three.' Liar, liar, pants on fire! If you're around my kiddo, don't always trust what he says! Silly kid.


Anyway, enjoy the photos of Taylor working on his masterpieces - you know, the ones he doesn't even care about. I love them though.

June 10, 2008

flashback Tuesday

Hi Sweet Flashback Tuesday Friends and Fans!!


Today's picture comes to you from the 2007 Suttle Lake camping trip - Taylor was just over a year old and this wasn't his first time camping, either. On this camping trip he spent all the time he could in the dirt, and trying to sneak to the water. He ate lots of fun snacks, played with Jenn's dog, Diesel, and went on his first boat ride on Ryan's boat. He was also constipated the entire trip, but let's not discuss that any further. *Suttle Lake '08 trip countdown, by the way: 79 days!!

This picture makes me double over in painful laughs because of his hair. He has the Conan O'Brien flip going on in the front and it just cracks me up. I do a lot of laughing at my child, don't I?! It's always out of love, always.

We hope that everyone has a TERRIFIC TUESDAY! (Does anyone else ever wish all of you a great Tuesday?! We're so nice!!)

June 9, 2008

Taylor's On-The-Go Art Kit

I have said over and over that Taylor loves arts and crafts, but wanted to share a fun idea I had the other day.


I have been mentally and physically preparing for Taylor's first over-night away from me and Trask, so I came up with the idea of making Taylor a On-The-Go Art Kit that he can take with him to Nana's house. Brilliant? I think so. Humble, yes.


Taylor's Art Kit contains crayons, colored pencils, pipe cleaners, feathers, foam stars, googly eyes, stickers, a glue stick, stencils, markers, a notebook made by me and much more. Trask even saved the day and found an awesome Curious George tin lunchbox at Goodwill, so that's the kit! He loves Curious George, so it's even more exciting!


Mister Sicky


My sweet little man has had a fever since Saturday, so we've been busy holding him and snuggling with him, taking his temperature, giving him medicine and juice and oh, cleaning up barf. I don't like that my Taylor Tot is sick at all, but I sure do like it when he's snuggly.


I just took a few pictures of him on the couch. He's been in his basketball shorts and white t-shirt all morning eating craisins and some cereal, a banana and some juice. At least he has a bit of an appetite!


I hope he gets to feeling better soon, although I'll miss the constant snuggling. Knowing my luck I'll get sick right about the same time Trask goes out of town to San Francisco this week for 3 days. And by then Taylor will feel better and won't want to snuggle. Oh well.

June 4, 2008

likes + dislikes + can't stands


Taylor already has an opinion about everything. You name it and yes, he has a preference. A strong and sturdy, unwavering preference. Or demand. Anyway, let's start a little list.

Likes:

* being outside, whether it's just on the back patio or in a park, this kid thrives on the outdoors. He's a lot like his sweet pal Byron. He will throw the biggest fit of the century if and when he needs to come inside, whether he's been out there for a few minutes or a few hours, each time it breaks his heart all over again.


*water - in a cup or in the bath or at the beach trying to swim in the ice, cold Pacific Ocean, Taylor has no fear of water. He requests a bath at least 3 times a day and that means I always have to try to distract his attention because he does his baths in the evening before bed, but sometimes I cave in. Never three times a day. We took him to the pool a few weeks ago and the whole time he asked us to just 'let go!!!'. Oh brother.

* calling Grammie - all day long this kiddo talks about 'Gram Gram' and wants to call her, all day long. Then goes to the window to see if she's here. I try to explain she's in Eugene, but that never works. So we call, and then he talks and jabbers and tries to show her his toys and the dog and then talks about kitties and Elmo and then is ready to say 'love you' and 'bye'. That basically sums up every conversation that I have with others on the phone, too.

* Maddie - oh how he loves our rat terrier. And she's getting used to him, after almost 2 years. She's now starting to jump up on his shoulders and lick his face, and he LOVES that. He spends a good portion of his day chasing her and digging out her treats that she buried in his stuffed animal bins. This is when I am grateful to her, because he loves her so much.

* kitty cats. Yes, he's still in that phase. Still. And lately he's really been into playing on our back patio and waiting for our neighbor's kitties to come outside on their patio. And then he talks to them in a high little voice for big chunks of time. He wants nothing more than for those kitties to be his. I know it.

* neighbor greeter. Taylor also likes to stand guard on the patio and greet every single person who walks by, walks up the stairs, goes to their car, takes out the garbage - whatever they are doing, Taylor makes sure they know he's watching them and wants to talk to them. I like watching how easily he can creep some people out. I am not sure who gets more joy out of this pass time, Taylor or me.

* chocolate - do I really need to go into this? I do have a trick though. If I want him to eat something, like a granola bar or something, I just tell him there's chocolate in there and he'll eat it. This, however, does not work for all things, and he's still the pickiest eater ever.

* green beans - an essential staple in this house. He always wants green beans, and that thrills me, because then I think I am a great mom feeding my kid something good, that he'll actually swallow and not just spit out, and then I remember that he REQUESTED them. But still, what a good mom I am for giving them to him. Right? The same goes for fruit, usually. Unless you count the times he requests fruit and then chews it and then takes the chewed fruit from his mouth with his fingers and puts it on the floor or gives it to me. Not those times.

Dislikes:

* shoes on while he's in the house. Taylor cannot stand wearing shoes inside. And once you take the shoes off, you HAVE to take the socks off, or he'll freak out. How do I know he wants his shoes off? He follows us around the house lifting his foot saying 'feet' and 'please' over and over until we help him out. He knows how to take his shoes off, but I am sure it's a dominance thing, just like everything else around here. I do the same thing. Maybe I don't. It's up to you to decide.

* chicken nuggets. He will not touch them. He will not dip them in anything. He hates them with a passion. He will try to trick me into thinking he'll eat them, but then puts them down the front of his shirt. I would do the same thing if someone gave me a chicken nugget though. So, I am fine with this.

* shopping carts. Pretty self-explanatory. He doesn't want to be in them. Sometimes putting him in the back of the cart appeases him for a bit, but he usually just wants to be held or to be let free. Both can be emotionally and physically damaging if it's a long trip at Target. We're coping though.

* basically take the above 'likes' and then switch the situation to the opposite. So he doesn't like being inside after being outside, he doesn't like not talking on the phone to Grammie, he doesn't like not seeing the kitties or seeing neighbors, and he hates being ignored by the neighbors. He's an easy guy most of the time and it seems like his dislikes always have something to do with not getting exactly what he needs in the exact way that he wants it. PARTICULAR KID. And I am sure it's the age and I am sure it'll be like this for a long time. I am still like that. Hmmmm.

Well, there's my kidlet in a nutshell. I'll have to add more later because I know I am leaving a lot out. Time to get started on our day.

June 3, 2008

flashback Tuesday!

Happy Flashback Tuesday, dearest blog readers!

I just want you to take about ten seconds to stare at this picture of my precious Taylor Tot and try not to laugh! Those cheeks! Those eyes! The lips he inherited from his Daddy!

This picture makes me shake with laughter. I can't even stand looking at it for too long. Note all the drool on his shirt. This was from my mom, his Grammie, bouncing all the drool out of his body while she was bouncing him on her knee.

When was this taken, you ask. It was May 2007, so Taylor was a whoppin' 10 months old, and back then we thought he was such a big boy. If only we knew how things would be now. Time is flying, sweet friends, with no signs of slowing down soon. I am so grateful for my sweet son, he is my heart and he makes me so proud.

Thanks for stopping by. We'll have an updated Taylor's likes and dislikes entry soon.

Love you all. Yes, all of you.