Mommy Love

Jacob loves his Mommy. He really does, I'm not just tooting my own horn here. He loves to be wherever I am (literally freaks out when I go upstairs to get dressed) and is very affectionate with me. He gives me lots of hugs and kisses. It's so great to have him share his affection with me. Sometimes though, it's too much! When we flew back from GA, Jacob started to lick me right on the mouth on the plane when we were surrounded by complete strangers. I don't know where he got the idea to lick me (Matt and I have hardly shared a hug in front of the kid). He now likes to lick the belly, although, recently he has said "yuck" after doing this. I think he's trying to butter me up before the arrival of his new sister. Honestly though, I love every squeeze and smooch from him. I just can't seem to get enough. I guess that's what being a Mom is all about...never getting enough of your kids.

Even the belly licks are ok!

Spring

Spring is here! BUT- we live in Maine, northern Maine that is. So Spring is quite a relative term around here. We don't have grass and tulips blooming, or even leaves on our trees yet, but it feels like Spring. When you have lived for several months in a row with the temperatures hitting -15, a day when the sun is shining and it's a balmy 48 out, it feels like Spring! We have had some days when the temp even went up to 52! But, then we also recently had a huge snow storm...18 inches of that white stuff fell from the sky and out house looked like we had been attacked by snow monsters. For Jacob, Spring means more driveway time and splashing in puddles. They don't call it "Mud Season" for nothing! For me, Spring means more laundry.

Here are a few pics of our 18 inches of snow!

He Did It

We have had the "Big Boy" bed set up in Jacob's room now for a good couple of months. I wanted to have it set up and get Jacob adjusted to having it around before making the transition official. The other day Matt looked at me and said, "so when are we going to do this?" (Meaning, make the big switch). I hesitated and said, "soon". Yeah right, he knows me and he knows that I would have waited forever and come up with a million reasons as to why we shouldn't switch him over just yet, "he's too little still", "we don't really HAVE to yet", "we don't have the guard-rails set up", "I'm too tired", etc. etc. etc. The truth is, Jacob was ready. I was the one who wasn't quite ready to have him grow up. I wasn't quite ready to have him out of his crib, sleeping in a bed, like a big boy. I wasn't quite ready to let go of that phase. Wow, it did go so quickly. Now, I feel like it's official, he's no longer my little baby, he's a big boy. Jacob did it. He slept in his big boy bed as if he's always slept there. He did still have his nookies. A little bit of baby that he's still hanging onto and I'm letting him...for now!

Just waking up from his first sleep in the bed.

Proud Mama

I never though I'd be so proud of such silly little things. I'm proud of so many things Jacob does lately. He's now telling me when he has a dirty diaper, when his sippy cup is empty, when he's tired and ready for "blue nookies" (my kid does love to sleep). He can hold a spoon and eat a bowl of cereal! Wow, that makes me proud! I'm proud of so much that Jacob does, but there is one thing and for whatever reason, it makes me Super Proud! I'm so proud of the way he can eat a banana like everyone else now! It's so amazing to watch him hold the banana by the peel at the bottom and bite off one piece at a time. I watched him the first time he did this and thought to myself, "this is how he's going to eat a banana for the rest of his life, and here I am watching it for the first time ever" Call it silly if you will, but I'm proud.

Choo-Choo

My mom keeps asking me if Jacob really plays with his train table. He really does. He loves it and lines a bunch of trains up and pushes them around and around. Here is a little video clip of him playing trains:

Don't Cry Over Spilled Milk

I'm in the kitchen cooking (something I rarely have the time/energy to do anymore) and I hear this gurggling and splashing sound from down the hallway. I peak my head over the counter to see what's going on and I find this:

Jacob has his sippy cup of milk and he's having the most wonderful time filling up his mouth with milk and then letting it run/drip out of his mouth, down his shirt and onto the floor. So what's a Mom to do? My first reaction, not to yell, or even to clean up the mess, but: Hurry, get your camera before the moment's over! Here are the photos:

Georgia Trip

Jacob and I looking at the Whale Sharks...so cool!
The Beluga Whale looked like it was dancing for Jacob
Parker and Jacob playing with the dump truck. They took turns pushing each other!

We just returned home from a week in Georgia visiting Jacob's "Grana" and "Pop". Jacob had a great time playing with his grandparents, Aunt Mandy and Jacob's only cousin, Parker. I spent the week reading a book (WOW!) and watching Grana and Pop chase after Jacob...what a treat! The highlight of the trip was taking both boys to the Georgia Aquarium in Atlanta. Jacob was fascinated by each and every exhibit. He was so engaged and attentive that I couldn't quite believe it. Parker...not so much! Parker and Jacob did almost everything together for the week, played outside, played with trains and trucks, chased the cat around the house, watched some DVD's and of course took their bath together in Grana's big tub. The last night we were there, Parker had already left and when it was time for a bath, Jacob ran through the house calling for Parker.

They are such great buddies!