Poor Scoot doesn't quite get the attention he used to. Instead of running laps around the house all the time with him he now has to leap over and dodge Jacob's toys and listen to us yell gentle as Jacob tries to run with him. He can't lay on the couch and rest anymore since Jacob can easily climb up there to lay on him and grab at his paws. This game always emits giggles and growls.
Poor Scoot simply can't catch a break and we like to think he walks around muttering, "stupid kid, stupid kid, stupid kid" throughout the day.
The one way Scoot does benefit however is in no way small. Scoot now has a constant supply to human food. The pup who never begged, is now one of the worst beggars I have ever seen. He's smart about begging at dinner and lays under the high chair with just a bit of his butt sticking out since not only does Jacob toss down food, but he also throws down his sippy cup with force.
We do our best to assure Scoot that Jacob is simply in his puppy phase and will soon be his best friend. I'm not sure he believe is and still spends most the morning staring Jacob down and muttering.
Thursday, August 25, 2011
Wednesday, August 24, 2011
Oh ....
Yesterday morning I was changing Jacob and we were both happily getting ready for breakfast. He sang me songs and giggled while I got his clothes out and when we were all done I put him down to walk to the kitchen. He stumbled a bit, tossed the toy in his hand and as normal said, "uh oh" followed by a new one to my ears, it sounded a lot like, "oh shit." I didn't respond. It took me a couple minutes to decide if I heard him wrong or not, and I let it pass.
Then as I got him set up in his high chair he said it again, for no reason at all. This time I gave it no reply again since now I was trying to figure out where he got it from. I've cleaned up my mouth, but still have a slip up here and there so I thought back to anything I may have said recently. Then I decided that even though I slip, this wasn't my fault since that is not one of the words I say.
Now that I knew it wasn't my fault, and that I was hearing him correctly, I was ready for the many times he repeated it throughout the morning. I tried following every time he said it with, "ok" in hopes that would start saying that instead. He didn't get the point, but he did stop saying it; luckily before I took him to the YMCA where I would be an embarrassed parent.
Tonight he started it again. We're saying, "awesome" after each time and it seems to be working, sometimes it still sounds wrong and we snicker, but other times he just sounds like a kid of the 90's, maybe we'll teach him, "Sup Dawg" next.
Then as I got him set up in his high chair he said it again, for no reason at all. This time I gave it no reply again since now I was trying to figure out where he got it from. I've cleaned up my mouth, but still have a slip up here and there so I thought back to anything I may have said recently. Then I decided that even though I slip, this wasn't my fault since that is not one of the words I say.
Now that I knew it wasn't my fault, and that I was hearing him correctly, I was ready for the many times he repeated it throughout the morning. I tried following every time he said it with, "ok" in hopes that would start saying that instead. He didn't get the point, but he did stop saying it; luckily before I took him to the YMCA where I would be an embarrassed parent.
Tonight he started it again. We're saying, "awesome" after each time and it seems to be working, sometimes it still sounds wrong and we snicker, but other times he just sounds like a kid of the 90's, maybe we'll teach him, "Sup Dawg" next.
Wednesday, August 3, 2011
Lots of Love
Jacob is discovering how great stuffed animals are. In his crib he has a turtle mini pillow pet, small blue dog and larger exact replica of my childhood puppy. It's crazy to think he has all that in his crib now when both Michael and I were not so long ago petrified to have anything even near his crib and would move Jacob at various times in the middle of the night because we didn't like him so close to the bumper - even though it was breathable.
When I get him in the morning to start the day or after nap time he moves all his animals around to their correct spots, and after that he's ready to get out.
He's also started to give all kisses. It's not part of his morning routine, but if I'm laying on one of his large dogs while we're playing he'll go to it's nose and give it a kiss, with a little peck sound and all. I can ask for a million kisses, but he just laughs and gives all his stuffed animals kisses instead. Even at the gift shop at the aquarium yesterday he kissed all the homeless stuffed animals there.
At least there's no sign saying, "You kiss, you buy."
When I get him in the morning to start the day or after nap time he moves all his animals around to their correct spots, and after that he's ready to get out.
He's also started to give all kisses. It's not part of his morning routine, but if I'm laying on one of his large dogs while we're playing he'll go to it's nose and give it a kiss, with a little peck sound and all. I can ask for a million kisses, but he just laughs and gives all his stuffed animals kisses instead. Even at the gift shop at the aquarium yesterday he kissed all the homeless stuffed animals there.
At least there's no sign saying, "You kiss, you buy."