tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-55824772012-01-12T01:48:29.169-06:00Created to chronicle Bonnie's pregnancy, the upcoming arrival of Baby Leach, and Leach Family life in generalBonniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09822869126882385012noreply@blogger.comBlogger5651100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5582477.post-42701136959939684352007-09-16T21:55:00.000-05:002007-09-16T22:07:44.574-05:00

I am not a big fan of award shows, but I'm up waiting for Jim to return home from Karl & Heather's wedding and learned that I somehow missed the fact that Don Herbert died this summer. I seem to remember that my inspirational high school physics teacher (a.k.a. the one who shaped my college path and professional career towards science and engineering) was tapped to replaced him as Mr. Wizard back

Bonniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09822869126882385012noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5582477.post-20238323791855607912007-09-04T21:48:00.000-05:002007-09-16T21:50:48.934-05:00

For the long Labor Day weekend we got in a lot of family time, some social time with friends and a lot of cleaning up projects around the house. We toyed with going to Splashtown, but with the ongoing threat of rain (and plenty on our 'to do' lists) we ended up not making the trip. Today, Spencer informed me that "the reason we didn't go to Splashtown yesterday was because it was Labor Day. Labor

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On Tuesday, Spencer had a fun dinner and got to try a few new foods with his hands. He had a chicken drumstick for the first time and really enjoyed trying to figure out how to eat around the bone. Afterwards, we shared a steamed artichoke and also thought that was great, learning how to pull of the leaves, dip them in melted butter with lemon, and scrape off the tasty part with his teeth. Now

Bonniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09822869126882385012noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5582477.post-24331788414238610592007-08-10T09:36:00.000-05:002007-08-10T09:52:02.843-05:00

I have always loved listening to Spencer sing, it is so darn cute. Especially when he goes for those high notes without fear!Last week he made up a song on the ride home from school with Jim. He entered the house and started singing to me, to the tune of Beethoven's Fifth: "Hel-lo Ma-maaaaa.... I miss you much.... I want to go... to Tot Shabbat... It's at the teh-em-ple!"Last night we were

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The blue tube is what Jim was handed during the Rice commencement ceremony in early May, and the actual diploma was only ready about a week ago.This past spring, Spencer became more tuned in to the fact that Jim was spending long days finishing up his MBA program. As graduation approached, we talked up the fact that Jim was almost done and wouldn't have to go to Rice University all the time any

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I think we should have accepted the fact that Sunday was supposed to be the only swim day this month for Spencer and me. Yesterday on the ride home from school he asked if we could go swimming, so today I sprinted home from work and packed up our swim bag before picking him up. I started to get a bad feeling watching the outside temp from the car display start to tick down 90-89-88-87 during the

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It has been well over a month since Spencer and I have gone swimming due to the ridiculous amount of rain in Houston during June and July. So when temps hit 90 and the sun peeked out a little yesterday afternoon, we quickly put on our swimsuits and dashed off the the YMCA. It even rained during our short drive there, but was sunny again when we arrived. It felt great just to relax and enjoy the

Bonniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09822869126882385012noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5582477.post-90838702749815138812007-07-05T13:24:00.000-05:002007-07-05T14:07:47.030-05:00

Luckily, the morning rain didn't prevent Spencer from having a blast swimming with friends in the afternoon. He helped decorate some chocolate haystack firework cookies to bring to the party. They were tasty & festive. It was the first year Spencer was old enough to stay up until dark to watch fireworks, and he was impressed and amazed.I thought of a few more recent conversations with Spencer

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The set up: Jim and Spencer were playing in the living room with an inflatable ball. Jim sent the ball over his head, and Spencer explained that was not the correct way to pass it to him. He exclaimed, "No, no, no, no, NEGATIVE!"The set up: at the end of a fairly typical weekday, we were all having dinner together and Spencer was running his mouth non-stop. It was humorous as he told stories and

Bonniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09822869126882385012noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5582477.post-34349037478265752222007-05-20T20:41:00.000-05:002007-07-03T09:45:14.713-05:00

Jim is now a Rice MBA grad! In addition to the excitement of the investiture and comencement ceremonies, this past month we also celebrated this accomplishment with no less than six different parties! Travel will consume most of the upcoming month, so I think we'll have to wait until July to start enjoying all of that free time together folks keep talking about.

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Saturday was an awesome day, and reminded me why I love living in this city. Now that Jim has finished up all of his course work the three of us had some fun as a family. We went downtown to the Texas Dragon Boat Festival - the weather was simply perfect and the event itself unlike anything we had seen before. We cheered for the boats in the bayou as they sprinted across the finish line in front

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Spencer, Jim and I were having a blast together playing ball together after dinner. We were rolling and bouncing an oversized super ball to each other and laughing our heads off. In my mind, I was having some flashbacks to the fun times we had with all of our foster dogs in the years before Spencer entered our lives. And with those thoughts in my mind, I tossed the ball past Spencer so it could

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This weekend Spencer watched three different sports for the first time and had a blast. On top of that, he was well-behaved which meant Jim and I were able to enjoy the weekend with him that much more! Spencer sat on the sidelines watching his very first soccer game (under 5 league) and was delighted to no end that he had the chance to dribble all around during halftime and after the game. He is

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I think we have always talked to Spencer like a big kid, and ever since he began signing/speaking, his vocabulary has increased at amazing rate. He is constantly asking for definitions of words he is unfamiliar with, and it is so funny to hear some repeated back that he learned elsewhere. This weekend was Jim's birthday. Spencer was SERIOUSLY upset by the fact that not only was Jim not having a

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I have hesitated posting this recent accomplishment, not wanting to be too much of one of those blogging mamas bragging about their kid all over the web. But after sharing with a couple of friends, it was pointed out that this blog IS Spencer's "baby book" - his journal for recording all of his greatness, so it would be remiss not to write about the fact the SPENCER IS READING AND SPELLING! We

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We were in NY for Passover last week when that huge springtime front came through and brought flurries in April. Spencer enjoyed the change, and didn't mind the cold. But before the temps dropped, Spencer and I enjoyed a terrific day together in the city at the beginning of the week. We rode the train in to Grand Central (an adventure in itself) and then walked up Fifth Avenue enjoying the

Bonniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09822869126882385012noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5582477.post-1627505857777080162007-03-30T16:14:00.000-05:002007-03-30T16:22:25.466-05:00

I'm not sure if this is learned behavior, or just part of Spencer being a 'nice guy,' but lately the compliments have been flying and it makes me feel great. "Mommy, I REALLY like your red pants!" "Your skirt and shirt are pretty!" "Mommy, you have nice lips and teeth." "This meal is delicious!" "Mommy, I like you a lot PLUS a little. Daddy, I like you a little PLUS a lot." Who knew having a kid

Bonniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09822869126882385012noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5582477.post-90493382462451238932007-03-22T12:52:00.000-05:002007-03-22T13:09:04.641-05:00

When Spencer was in the 18-24 month classroom at his school, there were two girls in his class both named O. As they all turned two, they were assigned to one of the two different toddler classes for the next age grouping, and the O's were split up. Spencer isn't particularly close with them, but we hear about all of his friends from time to time. Yesterday he was telling me a story about "the O

Bonniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09822869126882385012noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5582477.post-6687262316686418972007-03-13T20:27:00.000-05:002007-03-13T22:08:56.204-05:00

Tonight at dinner Spencer was dipping veggies into some dressing and he informed me, "I didn't use any dressing on that last bite so I would have more left for those later." And I was filled with so many emotions, not sure exactly what they all were. It made me a little happy, a little proud, a little content, and a little at peace. All for a seemingly silly comment from a toddler. It just seemed

Bonniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09822869126882385012noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5582477.post-87504165295482095022007-03-07T21:45:00.000-06:002007-03-07T21:50:03.512-06:00

Tonight it struck me as funny hearing myself tell Spencer "you need to wear underwear if you want to help me cook dinner." But, as usual, he managed to take the prize(s) for unique utterances for the night by blurting out "awesome mommy!" in praise of our meal. Then while getting ready for bed he informed me "there are FOUR O's in 'poo poo!'" And as I was saying goodnight he stared back at me and

Bonniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09822869126882385012noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5582477.post-88315937916967929532007-02-22T21:41:00.000-06:002007-02-22T22:26:46.406-06:00

Of course, that is meant in an endearing way. Last weekend Spencer and I checked out the Frog exhibit at the Houston Museum of Natural Science and it was as cool and impressive as I had hoped it would be. But, almost better than that, was the fact that there was a big event going on for GEMS and there were exhibit tables set up throughout the length of the museum lobby educating kids about

Bonniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09822869126882385012noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5582477.post-10713339566190085792007-02-21T20:20:00.000-06:002007-02-22T21:39:55.908-06:00

After tucking him in bed in the darkness, Spencer inhaled deeply through his nose and informed me "if you stick two fingers in your nose you can not do that. you can not breathe through your nose if you stick two fingers in it. that's why you should only stick one finger in your nose."

Bonniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09822869126882385012noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5582477.post-42322441241101394442007-02-16T10:32:00.000-06:002007-02-16T11:55:04.388-06:00

We signed Spencer up for swimming classes to get ready for summer. Now he's old enough to take the classes without mommy or daddy in the water. Man, oh man, it hasn't been pretty. Jim and my mom have taken turns bringing him, and neither came home with good reports. Including horsing around to the point he fell underwater and had to be rescued by a lifeguard. That experience of watching him in

Bonniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09822869126882385012noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5582477.post-61263893704137133112007-02-01T22:24:00.000-06:002007-02-08T22:24:09.384-06:00

To get ready for the Valentine's Day celebration at Spencer's school, we were asked to send in enough signed valentines for each friend in the class, plus some stickers to be used for a project. I found some fun puffy stickers in the $1 spot at Target - a bunch of different cute and colorful drawings of animals with hearts. Jim and Spencer were looking over them together and talking about the

Bonniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09822869126882385012noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5582477.post-1169907840794121142007-01-27T08:16:00.000-06:002007-01-27T08:24:00.796-06:00

Last January Spencer learned about the solar system at school, and shortly after that came the stunning announcement that Pluto was no longer considered a planet. We decided not to share this news with Spencer. And I was secretly hoping that before the subject rolled around again at school this year that perhaps the scientific community would reverse their decision. We know that has not happened,

Bonniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09822869126882385012noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5582477.post-1169907365828606752007-01-23T08:16:00.000-06:002007-01-27T08:16:44.320-06:00

Spencer doesn't sleep with us. He never has. But in the past few months, post transition to the toddler bed, he nows comes into our room when he wakes up during the night. And he complains of having a bad dream and then announces, "I just want to sleep here in our bed." Um, no Spencer. This is OUR bed. The first time we heard it at 3:00am Jim and I cracked up, but it is not so funny any more.

Bonniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09822869126882385012noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5582477.post-1169256007210866172007-01-19T19:20:00.000-06:002007-01-19T19:20:07.540-06:00

This morning Spencer sweetly came in to wake me up as he does most mornings, but today he had some pretty bad breath. We love our babies through all of the perfunctory nastiness like poop and boogers, and I did manage to smile back when he said "good morning, i love you" just two inches from my nose. But man, it did not smell good. (Let me go on record, which I feel I need to after my earlier

Bonniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09822869126882385012noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5582477.post-1168288095058842642007-01-08T13:17:00.000-06:002007-01-08T14:28:15.076-06:00

I remember having a conversation with a co-worker last year about our kids. At the time, Spencer was two, and her boys were three and one. She was saying how things seemed easier the second time around, but mostly because she was much more relaxed. "You know, as long as they get baths every couple of days it's all good." I thought smugly to myself "my son gets a bath EVERY day." Well, now that

Bonniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09822869126882385012noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5582477.post-1168058614048444092007-01-05T22:29:00.000-06:002007-01-05T22:43:34.063-06:00

Today was a good day for Spencer and me. After inviting an old Rice friend to meet us for dinner before Shabbat services this evening, she reversed the invitation and we joined her plans to meet up with four other moms who each had their own three year olds. I was initially embarrassed inside the restaurant as Spencer turned screechy and clingy and kept whining that he wanted to eat while sitting

Bonniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09822869126882385012noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5582477.post-1167843678621345422007-01-03T11:01:00.000-06:002007-01-03T11:01:18.893-06:00

I should just re-title this blog a monthly update, because that is all I seem to manage any more. I do think about blogging almost every day, wanting to share Spencer's antics and accomplishments (like reciting the blessings for the hanukkah candles!) In the last month he has gone ice skating and bowling twice, and even used the potty at a friend's house without announcing it until the fact. He

Bonniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09822869126882385012noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5582477.post-1166362765719149092006-12-17T07:35:00.000-06:002006-12-17T22:17:47.760-06:00

In the (yeah, I know) month since the last post, Spencer turned the big three! He counted down to the big day for weeks, and could not have been more pleased when the big celebration arrived! Now he walks around with a puffed up chest telling us he's a big boy.The week before his birthday we celebrated Thanksgiving (with mom! not sure when we last were together for this holiday) here in Houston

Bonniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09822869126882385012noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5582477.post-1163649017268208742006-11-15T21:50:00.000-06:002006-11-15T21:56:04.373-06:00

Yesterday Jim and I had about 15 dedicated minutes to sit down and talk with Spencer's teacher. And it seems that we have two different Spencers to deal with. At school, Spencer is very attentive and well behaved (albeit a bit loud, she did add) but still struggles with potty training. At home, Spencer has even started using the potty without feeling compelled to tell us, but has been misbehaving

Bonniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09822869126882385012noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5582477.post-1162350635859240362006-10-31T21:02:00.000-06:002006-10-31T21:10:35.860-06:00

I really enjoy Halloween, and October. Probably because growing up in NY it was the most awesome month of weather. Now, with Spencer, I love that he gets so excited about seeing pumpkins. When we spied the first few at the beginning of the month I explained "it's pumpkin time!" In the past 30 days we have been to many pumpkin patches, in TX and NY, and he got his first taste of apple cider this

Bonniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09822869126882385012noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5582477.post-1160798472502916502006-10-13T23:01:00.000-05:002006-10-13T23:01:12.613-05:00

During our annual October trip to NY we drove all around listening to a CD of classical music for kids. And Spencer LOVES it!Back to potty training... this is frustrating. I don't understand how Spencer can be accident-free for a few weeks in a row and then have four in two days. Maybe it's time to set up some type of rewards & stickers or something. Or put a big goal out there for him to achieve

Bonniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09822869126882385012noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5582477.post-1160019440054102162006-10-04T22:37:00.000-05:002006-10-04T22:37:20.193-05:00

The central theme of our Rabbi's sermon at Rosh Hashana services the other week was that happiness is something we can choose. Spencer's been a bit more of a handful in the past couple weeks, so I thought I'd give it a try. So far, so good. Now, he decides if he is still sad and wants to cry a little more, and when he finishes he announces "I'm ready to be happy now!" and then he is. I'm not

Bonniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09822869126882385012noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5582477.post-1158870971996609272006-09-21T15:36:00.000-05:002006-09-21T15:36:12.683-05:00

Today I discovered another mommy blogger who writes some pretty funny stuff. That, and her triplets are pretty darn cute too. It got me thinking how incredible lame this blog has become. Yeah, she's and English major and I'm an engineer, so it makes it a little harder to measure up, but I found myself laughing at her thoughts. And then it hit me: I don't have time to think any more! Sure, I use

Bonniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09822869126882385012noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5582477.post-1158809942434846982006-09-20T22:39:00.000-05:002006-09-20T22:40:15.546-05:00

Another work trip in the books, and Spencer and Jim had a fun week together. It's great having an older toddler who can enjoy talking on the phone. It really makes the whole day better to hear his little voice when I am far away.Knock on wood, he is still enjoying his big boy bed. We asked if he shared the news with his friends and teachers at school and of course he told us that he had! When we

Bonniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09822869126882385012noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5582477.post-1157504980746684012006-09-05T20:09:00.000-05:002006-09-05T20:13:46.890-05:00

This weekend we *finally* made the move. After talking it up for a while now, Spencer transitioned from his crib to his very own twin bed. I took him to the store to pick up sheets and waterproof mattress pads and rails to prevent him from rolling out. The first nap didn't go that well - no crying, but he was more content to hang out in his chair than in his bed. Evening was fairly painless - of

Bonniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09822869126882385012noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5582477.post-1156731832136698342006-08-27T21:23:00.000-05:002006-08-28T10:40:37.683-05:00

This weekend our big activity (after baking some granola) was checking out the annual Ballunar Liftoff Festival at NASA. Spencer and I drove down on Saturday afternoon and he had fun on carnival games (slides and jumping!) before we met up with one of his favorite pals, Landon. We staked out a spot at the edge of the field and had a great view of everything in the sky: parachuters, power

Bonniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09822869126882385012noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5582477.post-1156033739156459552006-08-19T19:28:00.000-05:002006-08-19T19:41:32.860-05:00

Earlier this week I was having lunch with a friend and recounted the funniest moment from our trip to Pittsburgh. Even though we earned an extra hour moving from Central to Eastern time, we were still back at the hotel by 8:00pm each night to give Spencer a bath and put him to bed. His portable crib was in the same room with us, so Jim and I had some quiet reading time while he was falling

Bonniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09822869126882385012noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5582477.post-1155410563218053442006-08-12T14:22:00.000-05:002006-08-12T16:59:45.596-05:00

After the last post I spent the next three nights in Houston, then three nights in Boise, then three nights in Houston, then three nights in Pittsburgh, and the last three nights have been back in Houston again. Whew. I am SO thankful that we returned from Pittsburgh just hours before the new security restrictions went into effect. Ugh. That would not have been fun with Spencer in tow. It was bad

Bonniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09822869126882385012noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5582477.post-1153924408222166452006-07-26T09:33:00.000-05:002006-07-26T10:30:10.646-05:00

Just when I was going to blog I thought we had turned the corner on potty training, Spencer had two accidents yesterday. He only had one all of last week, and it was during naptime (yes, we are diaper-less for naps now - scary.) And then two in one day. Sigh. I don't think 'turned the corner' is even the right term, as this is a gradual process, but after two and a half months we have certainly

Bonniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09822869126882385012noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5582477.post-1153702106868035282006-07-23T19:48:00.000-05:002006-07-24T17:12:15.520-05:00

(Knock on wood) we're doing pretty well using the potty, but we have had some inssues when out in public. While Spencer initially thought it was great fun to use different potties, and he was intrigued with the ones that flush automatically, but a few too many flushed while he was still sitting on them. Now we've reached the point where he is absolutely terrified to use a potty in public when he

Bonniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09822869126882385012noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5582477.post-1152887409028974162006-07-14T09:30:00.000-05:002006-07-14T09:30:09.120-05:00

A few months ago Spencer became fixated on fire hydrants. And suddenly, he noticed them EVERYWHERE as we drove around and pointed out every one in sight. He is still not entirely clear as to what they do - first he told us that "they have fire AND water inside!" and more recently he repeats our corrected statement "there is water in there for the fire," but I'm not sure he really understands what

Bonniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09822869126882385012noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5582477.post-1152657486061897442006-07-11T17:38:00.000-05:002006-07-11T17:38:06.136-05:00

While things have been going quite well (defined: 3 or 4 accidents a week) we hit a new low yesterday with a poo poo accident at school that yielded unsalvageable underwear. That was a first. And, Spencer's mood was genuinely off for the rest of the night because he was upset he had an accident. Poor guy.

Bonniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09822869126882385012noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5582477.post-1152549176698383092006-07-10T11:32:00.000-05:002006-07-10T11:38:54.393-05:00

It was a fun time in NY for the week of the 4th. Spencer got to go back to the Burns Center a few times to see his favorite sculpture, mom went kayaking with Spencer on the lake, grandma got to show off Spencer to all of her friends during lunchtime, and Jim & I escaped to Karl & Heather's house for a few days to relax. Here are a couple of pictures in the kayak.Our return to Houston brought us

Bonniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09822869126882385012noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5582477.post-1151177311864886352006-06-24T14:28:00.000-05:002006-06-25T13:09:58.310-05:00

This morning I got a chance to go to pilates at the YMCA, and afterwards the three of us spent a few hours together at the outdoor pool. Spencer got to show off his swimming skills for daddy, and in addition to going down "the curly slide," Spencer thought that jumping in from the side of the pool was an absolute blast. We enjoyed using the new camera toy we bought this week too. As you can see,

Bonniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09822869126882385012noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5582477.post-1151023902594869572006-06-22T19:51:00.000-05:002006-06-22T19:56:47.653-05:00

Today, like every Thursday this summer, was water play for Spencer's class at school. Since water play is in the morning, the teachers request that we send the toddlers in their swimsuits to save a little time from having to change a whole classroom of kids in to, then out of, their suits. Spencer LOVES water play, and is acutely aware when Thursday rolls around. Jim, however, after rolling in

Bonniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09822869126882385012noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5582477.post-1150746501170728942006-06-19T14:48:00.000-05:002006-06-19T14:48:21.253-05:00

Last night we went out for dinner at Lupe Tortilla's which we like because a) food is yummy and b) they have a big sand area for the kids to play in. Spencer always says he's excited to play in the sand, but once we arrive he gets a little heistant once he feels the sand in his toes. After several minutes, he finally felt brave enough to wander in and play a little. Jim didn't exactly see what

Bonniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09822869126882385012noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5582477.post-1149971993897222692006-06-10T15:39:00.000-05:002006-06-10T15:39:59.420-05:00

Sometimes Spencer makes me so ridiculously proud, even for the little things he accomplishes. We just returned from a few hours at the YMCA pool and Spencer asked, again, if he could ride the "big curly slide." We learned on previous visits that he and I are not allowed to ride down together, but after his bravery at Splashtown last weekend I thought he would be ok to go down solo. Unlike the

Bonniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09822869126882385012noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5582477.post-1149538051597577172006-06-05T14:52:00.000-05:002006-06-05T15:08:18.073-05:00

In the time since the last post, Spencer and I went back and forth to NY for the long Memorial Day weekend. Some of the highlights from that visit included Animals & Acrobats at Van Cortlandt Manor, the local Chappaqua Memorial Day parade, and spending nearly an hour at the Jacob Burns Film Center just to watch this George Rhoads audio-kinetic sculpture. Here are some pictures from the trip.This

Bonniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09822869126882385012noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5582477.post-1148500784787073622006-05-24T14:56:00.000-05:002006-05-24T21:53:37.316-05:00

Writing about Spencer's potty success did jinx things, Spencer's nine great days of being accident-free came to and end yesterday.

Bonniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09822869126882385012noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5582477.post-1148310397027497482006-05-22T10:06:00.000-05:002006-05-24T21:54:00.446-05:00

It's been such a while since the last post, and so many things have happened. We're still trying to sort everything out, but here are the highlights, and lowlights.The Good: - Spencer has been accident-free for over a week now (excluding sleeping when he wears a diaper.) I know writing this will interrupt his good progress - We had a fabulous family outing last weekend to enjoy the art car parade

Bonniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09822869126882385012noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5582477.post-1147447875713291472006-05-12T10:31:00.000-05:002006-05-12T10:31:15.826-05:00

Laundry! Another successful day for Spencer whoo hoo!This morning was Muffins for Mother's Day at school. We ran into his friend B and I told his mom that Spencer is still talking about B's birthday party from last weekend. Spencer repeatedly says "they turned out the lights and played the YMCA and the Hokey Pokey and the Limbo - it was CRAZY!"

Bonniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09822869126882385012noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5582477.post-1147313048032153842006-05-10T21:04:00.000-05:002006-05-10T22:53:20.176-05:00

Today was a milestone - no diapers and no accidents! Whoo hoo! Obviously we know there will be plenty more accidents to come, but it is great to know that it is possible. We are all so proud, and Spencer feels great too. He is eager to tell everyone we come in contact with that he is wearing underwear and goes poo poo in the potty. High five, big boy!

Bonniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09822869126882385012noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5582477.post-1147144110702137632006-05-08T22:08:00.000-05:002006-05-09T10:47:44.280-05:00

Well, this weekend added a little more excitement bringing Spencer around to places outside of home and school. He wore underwear at the YMCA, at Costco, at a friend's house, and at a birthday party (where we nervously brought him to use the potty three times during our two hours there!) The weekend was not accident-free, but they all took place at home so we'll happily take it. Yesterday

Bonniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09822869126882385012noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5582477.post-1146967983683659822006-05-06T20:46:00.000-05:002006-05-06T21:13:03.790-05:00

Today I was at Kate's house for Ping's baby shower, and I hadn't been there in what seemed like, and probably was, years. I was speaking to mom on the way down and she even said, "ooh, party at Kate's - you're going to eat well!" And we did! And it was so much fun to celebrate with my hockey buds and share in the joy and excitement of first time mommies. I forgot my camera, but hopefully Ro will

Bonniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09822869126882385012noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5582477.post-1146671285258296652006-05-03T10:48:00.000-05:002006-05-03T10:48:05.340-05:00

That is the number of pairs of underwear worn by Spencer yesterday that were washed last night (along with assorted other shorts and socks.) Since most folks wear one pair per day, quick math tells you there were six accidents. Yesterday's daily report card had two happy faces in addition to the four frowny faces, and there were two more accidents at home after dinner. Sigh. We thought we were

Bonniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09822869126882385012noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5582477.post-1146502594621061942006-05-01T11:56:00.000-05:002006-05-01T11:56:35.003-05:00

Spencer and I checked it out yesterday and had a blast! Thank goodness they don't operate on the "Memorial Day to Labor Day" schedule. That made sense growing up in NY, but it ridiculous here in Houston because it is definitely swimming season already! I was thrilled because now Spencer is tall enough and steady enough to play in the water more than three feet away from me - so it was nice to

Bonniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09822869126882385012noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5582477.post-1146105391985137832006-04-26T21:36:00.000-05:002006-04-26T21:36:32.076-05:00

Yesterday after picking up Spencer from school we dropped off some knives at Sur La Table for their free sharpening promotion, and then went across the street for free ice cream day at Ben & Jerry's. Not a bad deal! The two of us shared some coconut almond chocolate chip. Mmmm. Spencer accidentally dropped a spoonful on the floor because he didn't want to put so much cold in his mouth! But we

Bonniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09822869126882385012noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5582477.post-1145935278116198982006-04-24T22:21:00.000-05:002006-04-25T09:53:00.646-05:00

Now that half of the candidates from The Apprentice have been fired, I'll go on record saying that I like Allie and Roxanne to be around for the end.We had our parent-teacher conference at Spencer's school this morning. And while it was wonderful to see his progress documented on paper, what hit us the most was being told that Spencer's days in diapers are numbered. Ack.Tune in next Monday night

Bonniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09822869126882385012noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5582477.post-1145935001952956962006-04-23T22:15:00.000-05:002006-04-24T22:16:41.960-05:00

It's already getting to be pretty hot and sticky here in Houston. Today Spencer and I cooled off by meeting up with some friends at a splash park. The kids had an absolute blast - Spencer told me excitedly at least 50 times "I got wet all over the place momma!" But while the park is in a generally nice area of town, there were far too many unsupervised children that appeared to either have been

Bonniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09822869126882385012noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5582477.post-1145672021318467852006-04-21T21:13:00.000-05:002006-04-21T21:13:41.410-05:00

Spencer has always enjoyed staring at the giant world map on the wall every evening while getting into PJs. But now that he's getting older we (geeky parents that we are) add in some timely geography lessons. When he was captivated watching the Olypmics (namely curling!) we showed him where Italy was and now he too states the obvious "it looks like a boot!" And when the Peter, Paul & Mommy CD was

Bonniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09822869126882385012noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5582477.post-1145371111124976202006-04-18T09:38:00.000-05:002006-04-18T09:40:52.120-05:00

Well, we tried again, and again confirmed that Spencer is still not quite old enough to enjoy going to the movies. We went to see The Wild, but Spencer needed a break walking around in the middle, and also needed to relocate to a new seat at another point towards the end. He still talks about the "tree falling down and the lion got a boo boo." And he really enjoyed when I dropped him off at

Bonniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09822869126882385012noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5582477.post-1144980273001130282006-04-13T21:04:00.000-05:002006-04-14T21:25:11.360-05:00

Spencer and I are in NY for Passover. So far, it has been quite a trip. His most impressive new vocabulary word is "forsythia" - and gets to practice often as they are omnipresent with spring right around the corner.It's funny how trips to NY can make me feel so comfortable and out of place at the same time. I can't help but feel frumpy at the park, as I see all of the other mommies in their

Bonniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09822869126882385012noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5582477.post-1144718906787379312006-04-10T20:28:00.000-05:002006-04-10T20:28:26.856-05:00

Saturday was the second annual "Healthy Kids Day & Bluebonnets" outing for Spencer and me. The weather could not have been any better at the YMCA's Healthy Kids Day. Spencer had a BLAST swinging golf clubs, throwing baseballs, throwing footballs, dribbling soccer balls, coloring kites and puzzles, checking out a fire truck and science tricks. After a glorious morning, we headed out to Brenham to

Bonniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09822869126882385012noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5582477.post-1144441327012333292006-04-07T15:22:00.000-05:002006-04-07T15:22:07.103-05:00

After a valiant effort, Katie delivered Henry via c-section on 04/05/06 (cool b-day!) The big guy weighed in at 9 pounds and 12 ounces! Oof. Get some rest momma - you earned it!

Bonniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09822869126882385012noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5582477.post-1144374886858736622006-04-06T20:33:00.000-05:002006-04-06T20:54:46.936-05:00

Every time we enter into this battle of wits with Spencer, my mind always flashes to Bugs Bunny and Elmer Fudd arguing about 'wabbit season.' Like any two year-old, Spencer can be amazingly stubborn. But it (almost) never fails that when we can't get him to yield by asking politely, we can take the opposite stance and he immediately delivers what we want. For example, yesterday, no amount of

Bonniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09822869126882385012noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5582477.post-1144034837014235852006-04-02T22:07:00.000-05:002006-04-02T22:29:50.976-05:00

It's good to be home. At breakfast, Spencer paused while eating and said, "mommy came back from India!" That's right, baby.The travel was rough, to say the least. Flying home took just shy of 24 hours - 16 hours from Delhi to Newark, almost 4 hours laying over, and almost four more hours on a plane back to Houston. Not to mention the incredible amount of domestic travel we did while we were there

Bonniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09822869126882385012noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5582477.post-1143643954187205312006-03-29T08:52:00.000-06:002006-03-30T20:36:06.873-06:00

A return trip to this city for a few days, and now it's time to head home. In a about 30 hours I'll be back in Houston. Last set of pics will be uploaded then, including ones from todays visit around the city seeing a few cultural points of interest including India Gate and a Gandhi monument and shopping for crafts in the Dilli Haat. It's been an awesome trip. Really great to meet co-workers and

Bonniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09822869126882385012noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5582477.post-1143485766677705732006-03-27T12:41:00.000-06:002006-03-28T03:52:41.203-06:00

Bangalore has been great. I arrived Friday night in time for our team dinner where I got to meet many of my co-workers resident here who I have only communicated with via phone and email. Our hotel was the nicest one yet (see pictures added at the end of the India photo album) with a terrific Szechwan restaurant. We also had some time to do a little shopping. Bangalore is quite different than the

Bonniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09822869126882385012noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5582477.post-1143191589028617892006-03-24T03:13:00.000-06:002006-03-24T22:37:05.920-06:00

I am getting ready to leave Hyderabad, and it has certainly been my favorite city so far. It is just as crazy and busy as Delhi and Kolkata, but far cleaner. Seven of us flew together here on Wednesday, and six departed on Thursday for Chennai. I remained behind in Hyderabad to continue working. But this was a good thing because a) I *finally* had a day without flying to get out and see some

Bonniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09822869126882385012noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5582477.post-1142974975996818162006-03-21T15:02:00.000-06:002006-03-21T15:02:56.060-06:00

Another day, another city. I have been taking my malaria medicine on schedule, and I sure am putting my faith in it because the car ride back to the hotel this evening was shared with many mosquitos. I have taken a few photos, but we haven't actually gotten out and about to sightsee yet, and they are all from the back seat of cars. Which is a bit distracting because there are so many other things

Bonniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09822869126882385012noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5582477.post-1142911666827156142006-03-20T21:21:00.000-06:002006-03-20T21:39:41.546-06:00

While Bonnie is away in India, Spencer decided to serenade her via video. He was in rare form tonight, and bounced (literally) from one song to another... He warmed up with Twinkle, Twinkle... and then broke into The Star-Spangled Banner. His grand finale was reciting the Pledge of Allegiance. I uploaded the video for Bonnie to check out, but I don't think Spencer would mind sharing it...

Jameshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02632066346557600951noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5582477.post-1142884866634025732006-03-20T14:01:00.000-06:002006-03-24T22:37:26.376-06:00

It's been a very long day. Actually, that's not quite right because it's already Tuesday here, and Monday only lasted about 10 hours or so, almost all in an airplane. Whatever the case, I have made it safely to India, and am told that Spencer misses me. Of course, the past two weeks he's been a daddy's boy, but I guess all that has changed since I left. No pictures from here yet, stay tuned.

Bonniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09822869126882385012noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5582477.post-1142740762758335682006-03-18T21:59:00.000-06:002006-03-18T21:59:22.853-06:00

Although a family outing did not materialize today (Jim was stuck in an accouting review at Rice) Spencer and I headed out to Zube Park to ride the trains for the first public run day of the season. Sadly, we were not able to get through the afternoon without Spencer going to timeout (after throwing playground mulch for the third time after being asked not to) but overall it was a pretty great

Bonniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09822869126882385012noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5582477.post-1142442426510717502006-03-15T11:03:00.000-06:002006-03-15T11:07:06.513-06:00

We've always found Spencer to be quite goofy. But now that he's talking, and singing, his comedy is brought up to a new level. Last night I was hoping he could show off his rendition of The Star Spangled Banner to mom (because it is truly awesome when he goes for those high notes!) and he just wanted to sing the song his way. Essentially, he sang along until something caught his eye and then

Bonniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09822869126882385012noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5582477.post-1142391902335854152006-03-14T21:05:00.000-06:002006-03-14T21:05:02.406-06:00

Last night we went to temple to celebrate Purim and Spencer had a blast! He spun his gragger so enthusiastically he even bonked himself in the head once! And he loved watching the Lion King version of the Purim play. Here are pictures of Spencer from from last Sunday's Purim carnival!

Bonniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09822869126882385012noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5582477.post-1142282793930380452006-03-13T14:46:00.000-06:002006-03-13T14:46:34.006-06:00

Man it was awesome seeing the gang back on The Sopranos last night. Even more amazing than last season (almost two years ago!) since now we watched them in HD on a huge widescreen tv. Just like Tony was in my living room! But somehow during the time off I forgot how disturbing it is to watch the show. How it turns my stomach just watching people get beat up, and how it bugs me long after the show

Bonniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09822869126882385012noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5582477.post-1142188624876752972006-03-12T12:37:00.000-06:002006-03-12T12:37:04.950-06:00

and yesterday I had to be one of them. Although I was pleased to have the opportunity to set up at table at Babies R Us and share information about the Baby Signs Program, I really hate trying to foist stuff on strangers. As Jim noted, it's pretty close to bottom of the barrel cold calling (well, maybe warm since they are already in a baby store) and even though most every one was indeed

Bonniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09822869126882385012noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5582477.post-1141880107014823902006-03-08T22:55:00.000-06:002006-03-08T22:56:31.866-06:00

Tonight was 'work night' in Spencer's class at school. What this meant was that all of the parents were invited to drop by at the end of the day and spend a little time with their kiddo while he or she showed off their skills doing some work. (Note: 'work' is the Montessori term used for most of their activities, puzzles, etc.) Spencer was just delighted to have the two of us there as a captive

Bonniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09822869126882385012noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5582477.post-1141784695511080352006-03-07T20:24:00.000-06:002006-03-07T20:24:55.580-06:00

This evening we were reading a book about Dora, who was talking about all different jobs people do and explaining that we have choices to be whatever we want when we grow up. Spencer identified the pictures of the doctor, the policeman, the soccer player, the train driver, the teacher, etc. I asked, "Spencer, what do you want to be when you grow up?" And he looked at me and responded, "I want to

Bonniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09822869126882385012noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5582477.post-1141499277627178602006-03-04T13:07:00.000-06:002006-03-04T13:12:53.353-06:00

The last few weeks have been outrageously busy. I though all would be calm and quiet once the exam was behind me, but that didn't exactly happen. Last weekend we had a fabulous visit with mom down from NY and fabulous weather to enjoy here too! We went to the Houston Livestock Show and Rodeo (just the livestock show, actually) and Spencer had a blast seeing all of the "chickens and eggs and ducks

Bonniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09822869126882385012noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5582477.post-1140645486336732642006-02-22T15:58:00.000-06:002006-02-22T15:58:06.416-06:00

I did it! I passed the PMP exam this morning!!! Gosh it feels great to have accomplished something significant outside of the sphere of parenting!

Bonniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09822869126882385012noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5582477.post-1140471174873530542006-02-20T15:32:00.000-06:002006-02-20T21:09:14.043-06:00

We thought it might not happen, but for the past month Spencer has indeed been exemplifying the frustrating behavior of a terrible two-year old. Last week was really the breaking point for both Jim and me. On Wednesday I had two honest and open conversations with some of my mommy friends who have already gone through this phase. Confirming that it is indeed a phase helped me feel better, and they

Bonniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09822869126882385012noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5582477.post-1140382758140030412006-02-19T14:59:00.000-06:002006-02-20T21:07:52.593-06:00

As a momma, like any other momma, I just can't help but think that the child we have created the most beautiful one around. Sure, other people have cute kids, but ours is exceptionally handsome. I remember when Spencer was tiny, I said to Jim with complete seriousness that we should investigate modeling options. Well, last week I was looking through some pictures of Spencer from that age I

Bonniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09822869126882385012noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5582477.post-1139885766561188622006-02-13T20:56:00.000-06:002006-02-14T08:08:54.960-06:00

Last night while putting Spencer in his PJ's, we referred to our big world map to show him where the Olympics were being held. We looked all around Italy, but couldn't find 'Torino' on the map, and Jim and I decided that it must be 'Turin.' Tonight at dinner, Jim said he heard that NBC had decided to use 'Torino' because it sounded better. Torino, Italy. Good grief. As we discussed this a little

Bonniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09822869126882385012noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5582477.post-1139795379554355452006-02-12T19:49:00.000-06:002006-02-12T19:49:44.466-06:00

Well, Sesame Street Live isn't exactly a concert per se, but to me that was the feeling at home getting ready to leave for the big show. Maybe it was the fact that this was one of the few times Spencer needed an actual ticket to attend an event, or maybe just the fact that the pair of tickets themselves cost nearly $50! I was concerned that he still might be too young, but he was delighted to see

Bonniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09822869126882385012noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5582477.post-1139507450374560862006-02-09T11:50:00.000-06:002006-02-09T11:50:50.476-06:00

Yesterday after we returned home from school, Spencer approached me as I was sitting on the floor and asked "want to go to time out?" Sigh. "No, Spencer. You're a good boy. We can play together now. You don't have to go to time out." Then he repeated his request, "want to go to time out?" after which he took a few steps closer and smacked me a few times on the leg!!! What the hell, Spencer?? I

Bonniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09822869126882385012noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5582477.post-1139423553928445732006-02-08T12:32:00.000-06:002006-02-08T12:33:50.953-06:00

At the tender age of two years and two months, Spencer is becoming a masterful negotiator. And while it scares me to think about what we're in for in the coming months & years ahead, I have to confess that I am so incredibly proud!The situation: Spencer had gotten as much YoBaby yogurt out of the cup as he could manage (the straight sides and squarish bottom do make it tricky) and now daddy had

Bonniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09822869126882385012noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5582477.post-1139372577398961092006-02-07T22:22:00.000-06:002006-02-07T22:22:57.476-06:00

The two year molars are arriving. Finally. It seems ridiculous to put in print, lest I lose any credibility as an astute mom, but I think that Spencer has been in the process of getting his final molars for the last four months! I can't believe I posted back in November thinking they were right around the corner. Last night I tried using some disposable kiddie floss thingies for the first time.

Bonniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09822869126882385012noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5582477.post-1139195651868602272006-02-05T21:14:00.000-06:002006-02-05T21:14:11.946-06:00

I just started one more load of laundry, even though we washed everything earlier today, so that Spencer can wear his (MVP!) Hines Ward " 'eelers jersey" again tomorrow, for the fourth day in a row! (Thanks, Karl!) Right now, he is sleeping soundly in his crib tucked in beneath a Terrible Towel. (Thanks, Karl!) Life is good. Life is great! I think I just saw Cowher smile.

Bonniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09822869126882385012noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5582477.post-1138987331285672292006-02-03T11:22:00.000-06:002006-02-05T20:52:08.530-06:00

OK, I thought we were on the right track Wednesday putting Spencer in time out for unacceptable behavior. He cried almost the whole time, and thoroughly understood why he was there. But apparently, we screwed something up. Last night at dinner Spencer asked for it! "Want to go to time out? Want to go and sit on the floor?" Hmm. Why is he ASKING to go to time out?? We told him he was a good boy

Bonniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09822869126882385012noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5582477.post-1138890291770356452006-02-02T08:24:00.000-06:002006-02-02T08:24:51.846-06:00

When I picked up Spencer from school yesterday, his teacher took a little extra time to talk with me and share that Spencer had gone to the "think about it table" for time out a few times that day. The offense: shrieking inside during line time. She said last week he had been getting warnings, but his lack of adherence led to a zero tolerance policy. Good. We talked a little more about how we

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Last month Spencer was playing around and said something that sounded like "phalanges." Jim and I both looked at each other with the "what did he say?" expression. We asked him to please say it again, and again he said something that sounded like "phalanges" and went back to playing with his toy. After hearing it twice I said, “It sounds like he’s saying phalanges!” Jim said, “That’s what I

Bonniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09822869126882385012noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5582477.post-1138480572548343752006-01-28T14:36:00.000-06:002006-01-28T14:36:12.633-06:00

Well, this might be as close to internet fame as I'll ever get. My favorite baby blog did a feature post on *me* - how cool!

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Ask Spencer this question and he will repond with certainty, "to the Super Bowl! They are playing in the Super Bowl!" At a boy!

Bonniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09822869126882385012noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5582477.post-1138113840245917232006-01-24T08:44:00.000-06:002006-01-24T08:44:00.323-06:00

Over the weekend Spencer and I checked out the construction site outside of Houston. It took just under an hour from our house and was an easy ride. The weather was gorgeous - tons of sun, bright blue skies, and crisp temps in the 50's. AND we were rewarded in seeing several members of the design team! Although Spencer's highlight may have been riding the school bus between the parking area and

Bonniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09822869126882385012noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5582477.post-1137772073827339972006-01-20T09:47:00.000-06:002006-01-20T09:47:53.880-06:00

This is Spencer's new favorite word. His sentences are hilarious as often he tags the word on at the end of a sentence. "That's a pinky finger... no, it's an index finger, actually!" While playing with a soccer ball last night he suddenly announced "those are pentagons!" and then looked closer and decided "those are hexagons, actually!" Daddy joined in the fun, "actually, Spencer, they are

Bonniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09822869126882385012noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5582477.post-1137644805129261552006-01-18T22:26:00.000-06:002006-01-18T22:26:45.200-06:00

Last night Spencer and I spent the evening together and he was quite a pill. He alternated between happy and frustrated all evening. Saying 'no' and then 'yes' and then 'no' again. When changing him into PJ's, I decided to check him temperature to make sure nothing else was wrong. After initial giggles sticking a thermometer in his tush, I told him to count to ten while we waited for the beep. He

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