Wednesday, June 29, 2005

Potty Time for Asher

Our baby has just turned 21 months old. In fact, we still calculate his age in terms of months, not years. For me, that means he's still our baby.

Most kids learn to use the potty at around age 2 1/2. Girls tend to learn a little earlier, boys tend to learn a little later, so somewhere between the ages of 2 and 3 years, most kids learn to use the potty.

Not Asher.

The other day, while at daycare, Asher asked to use the potty. Then, once on the potty, he proceeded to make a pee-pee in the potty. He did that two additional times that day. Since then, he been regular about pee-peeing in the potty before his bath, when he first awakes in the morning, and when he asks during the day.

Holy Cannoli!

Our sweet baby is growing up! snif

T-ball Time

The day of Simi's first T-ball practice has FINALLY arrived. Simi was so excited about it; he has been looking forward to this day for a LONG time.

Little did we know, our first day of T-ball practice should have been long ago....

It seems like all the kids on Simi's team have already been playing t-ball. In fact, Simi seems to be one of the few players on the team not well-practiced in the art of catching with a mitt and hitting with a big, heavy bat.

Simi's lack of experience hasn't curbed his enthusiasm for the sport at all; he had a wonderful time.

Tuesday, June 21, 2005

Magnificent Milestones

Our baby is growing up. It's a bittersweet thing, really. On one hand, I want him to stay that sweet adorable baby that he is yet on the other hand, I love to see him develop into the person he's meant to be.

In this round of developmental milestones, Asher just galloped through them.

First came the talking. He spent a week putting words to objects (hat, dog, shoe, toe), then decided to speak in whole sentences. For the most part, those sentences are still two-word sentences (my hat), but the way in which he uses them are quite funny. One day he stands on a bench and pronounces, "I'm tall".

Asher also outgrew his crib. Although he's only 20 months old, he had outgrown the crib several months ago. We finally admitted to ourselves that our baby is growing up and we got him a "big boy bed". He loves it and sleeps so much better now. We're all a lot happier, I think, except for the knowledge that our baby is turning into a boy.

Pretty soon our baby's going to go off to college - sniff.

Wednesday, June 08, 2005

Brotherly Love

Before Asher was born, people would tell us stories of sibling rivalry - the trials and tribulations of having two children of the same sex that are very close in age. In hind sight, it's probably similar to being forced to listen to the plethora of nightmarish birth stories while pregnant with your first child. (Why do people feel like they have to tell a new mother all those horrible stories, anyway?)

Now that Asher is here -- and walking and talking -- these two boys are so incredibly close. They absolutely love each other. Simi LOVES to read to Asher, teach him how to brush his teeth, and do other big boy stuff. Asher follows Simi around like a little puppy.

Sure, they have their moments. Like when our socially inept 20 month-old takes the toy right from Simi's hand while he's playing with it, Simi is sure to holler. Or when Simi pushes Asher down in his effort to be first to wash his hands before dinner, you can be certain to hear a protest from Asher. Or when the boys are playing adorably and they accidentally bonk heads, well, sometimes they both cry in pain.

Tonight, Liz drove Cecilia home while the boys sat on Raj's lap and read bedtime books. Better said, Simi read the books while Asher turned the pages. And when it was time to say good-night and go to bed, Asher had an absolute fit. He didn't want to be away from his brother.