April 30, 2009

Thomas on the Brain

Thomas the Tank Engine first entered our home a little over a year ago. At first it was fine, because it was just by way of the TV on Saturday mornings. I was worried at first because Thomas kind of drove me crazy, and I was bound and determined that I wouldn't have a Thomas-obsessed son. I had heard stories of this maddening obsession and I was a wee-bit terrified. Plus Thomas's big eyes kinda freaked me out.

Well, the TV show was a hit, and Taylor ate it up like candy. I was grateful that it was only on on Saturday mornings though. What a relief! Until the first Thomas the Tank Engine DVD found its way into our home. The floodgates had opened. Thomas was in the house.

My friend Marie warned me of this Thomas Epidemic, but I didn't listen. Well, I did, but I was in denial, and had the 'it won't happen to us' syndrome. It did. Marie was right. I should have taken her warnings more seriously.

First it was one DVD, and then another, and then 'oh, just one more'. Well, now we have a home full of Thomas DVDs, but it doesn't stop there. Taylor received some Thomas trains and tracks from a handful of family members over the holidays and at first it was awesome. Taylor was engaged in the trains and it kept him busy for an hour at a time - a little piece of heaven for a parent. BUT then things got out of control. Train tracks are scattered from one end of the house to another, and definitely not intact on the train table (that would make too much sense). There are train cars under the couch, hidden in toy bins and in the car (because he can't leave home without the green engine, Percy). What happened to keeping it all on the table to play with it, where things are contained and it's organized chaos? I'd like to know what happened.

Well, it happened. Taylor has been so exposed to Thomas that he's starting to talk like him. You know how they talk, right? They use grown up words and have accents and they are just kind of strange. So, anyway, the other day Trask said something to Taylor that just didn't sit right with the 2-1/2 year old kiddo. Taylor's response to Trask was hilarious, and went like this:

"Dad! You are making me CROSS!"

Come on, who says that? Thomas the Tank Engine lovers do. And it cracks me up that the word 'cross' left my son's mouth. Trask didn't really have a response to Taylor's statement, so perhaps I'll borrow that phrase the next time I need to get the last word in!

And in case you were wondering, Thomas has now invaded bath-time. Taylor now has a boat (can't remember the boat's name) for the bathtub that carries Thomas. So now Taylor constantly wants a bath. He's had 3 baths in the past 24-hours, I kid you not.
Thanks Thomas.

So what am I going to do now? I am going to expose Thomas the Tank Engine to every young child in our family and get everyone hooked so I am not alone. Is that mean? I kind of don't care.

my heart


So, when I found out I was pregnant on November 18, 2005, I was ecstatic and a little nervous. On March 2, 2006 when we found out we were having a little man, I couldn't have been happier. But when I went to the hospital on July 21, 2006, I was ecstatic, happy and way nervous - what was I getting myself into? I was scared. But when Taylor entered this world Saturday, July 22, 2006 - the world was forever changed, and we were, too.

I love this boy. I love him with all of my heart.

His temper can be ridiculous at times, his requests can be off the wall, he talks in his sleep about kissing cats, and his sweet tooth is incredibly scary and real, but you know what... he is the kindest, most caring and thoughtful child with a great imagination and thirst for fun and desire to make everyone laugh. I love this kid!

Taylor Daniel Rogers... Mommy and Daddy sure love you!!

*incredible picture taken by Julie Flood.

April 22, 2009

shopping for siblings

Taylor has been asking for a baby sister for a few months now. And he's getting really persistent about it. He always asks for a baby sister when we are in Target. Unaware of the choices and options when I was pregnant with Taylor, I chose labor. Perhaps next time will be different and I'll just add a child to the shopping list. Anyway...

No matter what, Taylor always insists he wants a sister. Until today.

Today I asked him if he wanted a little brother or a little sister and he answered with an enthusiastic "brother!" And then he said, "Come on, let's go get him!" I then asked where we were going to go get a brother. His response: "Fred Meyer."

April 15, 2009

mustache

He takes after his mama... not quite sure if that's a good thing or not. I am sure we'll find out soon.

April 14, 2009

not a napper?


Taylor keeps cheating me out of naps - each and every day. He just doesn't nap. Until today.

After asking him if he was sleepy and him exclaming that we only 'sleep when we see stars'... look at what happened. The kid is so tired that he has fallen asleep while sitting on the couch, and yes, he's snoring!
Loudly.


I wonder how long he'll be asleep...


I love seeing his precious face while he is sleeping. I love this little man with all of my heart.

April 13, 2009

wait, what?!

Taylor: Mom, the noodles are terrible.

Me: What? The noodles are terrible, or on the table?

Taylor: They are TERRIBLE. Like, yucky, Mommy.

Me: Sorry.

April 3, 2009

steppin' it up a notch


Look here, at the cutest boy on the block. Here he is just really in his element, loving life and making jokes. Oh wait, no, not right now. He's mad. Very mad. He's mad it's still raining and the sun won't come out. Hurry up, summer, get here fast.

But here he is loving on his girlfriend, Audrey. Love always calms him down. Isn't she a babe!?

*Picture taken using my dream camera, that really belongs to
Julie, but she let me play with it, because she trusts me, and she shouldn't!