Just to update you a little on Caris. She is doing great. At this stage in her life, she is sleeping great. She has problems with wanting to sleep, which is something Caleb has always had, even now. Caris does what a regular baby is suppose to do. She sleeps. She eats. She poops. And she doesnâ€™t fuss much at all. She didnâ€™t even cry when she came out of the womb! Relatively, she has been an easy baby. We get less sleep because of her, but she does make it as easy as possible for us.
Compared to Caleb, itâ€™s almost night and day. Caleb was wailing the moment he came out of the womb. Caleb couldnâ€™t be soothe by simply holding him. We had to pull out all the weapons to get to stop crying at times. And then he didnâ€™t want to sleep either. He required to be held to sleep. Heâ€™d cry whenever we put him down. He hated the car seat. No HATED the car seat. From that first cry in his first ride home until he was tall enough to see outside, heâ€™d cry in that car seat.
Not much has changed with Caleb. Heâ€™s still the loud boy that he was born as. He cries loud. He screams loud. He even talks loud. But heâ€™s our big boy. And boy has he ever grown. Heâ€™s learned to sleep (mostly) through the night. Heâ€™s thickening up again. His butt is so big. His feet are so big. His head is so big. I went in tonight to go soothe him cause he was crying right after holding Caris, and my goodness. I keep forgetting how big a boy Caleb is now.
Now we just need to protect his brain until he gets older. Thereâ€™s the cure for cancer in there.
Among the other things heâ€™s grown into, heâ€™s learned to talk. And not just talk, but talk a lot. They say a 2 year old boy can say an average of 50 words. I said before I thought he knew about 80 words. Well, he just keeps learning more and more each day. We counted the words off the top of our head, and have them listed here.
- mama â€“ Mommy
- dada â€“ Daddy
- doo doo – Gung gung
- popo â€“ Grandma
- bah â€“ ball
- ba ba ba â€“ blueberry
- uh oh – uh oh
- doo doo – reverse, backing up
- baahh bah – Bob (the Builder)
- poo poo â€“ Poop
- bao bao
- fire truck
There are probably more, but this is what we could remember. If you count, thatâ€™s 93 words that we know of that he speaks. Sure, they all sound very similar and he doesnâ€™t say them correctly, but they are distinct. Our big boy is a genius.
Of course heâ€™s also very assertive. I’ve been taking him to Gymboree the past few days while Iâ€™m home, and he likes them boys with curly hair. He likes them a little too much. So much in fact that he likes to pull their hair and hit them. Or maybe he just likes to make them cry. I donâ€™t know. But we have to channel him in the right direction. At this point, he can be a great leader. Or simply a bully. The latter weâ€™re trying to avoid.
Caleb with his new toy (our new massage thingy)
Yvonne multi-tasking. This is why she doesnâ€™t get enough rest. She always has to be doing something.
Caleb eating. Heâ€™s so big.
Caris sleeping. Sheâ€™s so small
We got Carisâ€™ first week pictures today. But their printer was down. Once we get the CD, weâ€™ll post them up. That last picture there was done by Kiddie Kandids.