Thursday, February 5, 2009

A Day in the Life Steven Jr.

Written from Steven Jr's point of view:

I normally wake up between 6 and 7am, although I don't know what time it is and I sometimes wake as early as 5:30am. I fuss a little and Mommy comes in with a yummy bottle of milk for me. I drink it down real fast and my eyes get heavy again. Mommy potty's me and changes my diaper. I'm so excited with a full belly, I smile at her, squeal and kick my legs when she snuggles with me before laying me back down. My Mommy normally will sew or do business stuff, but she doesn't bother me, I have my pacie and blankie and go back to sleep.

A little before 9am I wake again. This time I don't normally fuss, instead I often play and make fun noises. Mommy come in and sings "good morning" to me. I make sure to give her a big smile because I'm so happy. She potty's me and gets me ready for my bath. I never used to like baths, but recently I decided that they're pretty fun. I sit on the edge of the bathroom sink while Mommy fills it with water. I like to splash my feet in the water! Then in I go and I get all cleaned up while I play with a toy and can look at the other baby in the mirror if I want. I guess I'm not supposed to play with other stuff on the counter, because as soon as I start to think something there looks interesting, Mommy moves it out of reach.

Then I get dressed and Mommy puts me in my highchair and asks if I'm ready for "num-nums", boy am I ready! I just love to eat! I squeal and kick my legs as I try to be patient for Mommy to get my breakfast. I'm not always good at being patient, but Mommy lets me know when I'm being too noisy and need to quiet down.

After breakfast I get wiped up and go potty again. I like it when Mommy potty's me on the big potty, she tells me what a big boy I am and that makes me smile real big.

I sit on Mommy's lap while she reads a chapter of the bible to me. We're reading in Genesis right now. Quite often I like to sit nice, but sometimes I'd really like to turn the pages myself. Mommy doesn't let me and makes me sit quietly even when I don't think it's fair.

Then I play with my toys while Mommy is cleaning up breakfast and cleans the house. I tell stories to myself or sing sometimes. I like to read my books and play with my rattle-like toys and blocks. When I get done with that, I like to walk around the livingroom, holding onto furniture. I like to see what I can reach that's laying on the couch. Mommy normally comes in about then and rearranges things just out of my reach. I don't know why Daddy doesn't like it when I empty his bookbag for him? Or sort through his school papers that he's left out?

I like to follow Mommy around as she cleans, particularly if it's vaccuming day. I like the vaccum in a love/hate sort of way. I used to cry when I heard it, now I'm just so curious. Sure, if it's coming at me, I move quicker than you think a 10-month old would, but I've crawled up to it many times, you know, and touched it. It's not that scary, as long as it doesn't come at me from behind.

Sometimes I get sleepy and Mommy puts me down for a nap before lunch. I go potty and rest, then when I wake I potty again and get to eat lunch. Other times, I just play before lunch. Often Daddy comes home about now and when Mommy and I hear him put the key in the door, Mommy asks, "Who's here?!" and I know it's Daddy. I squeal and make sure to smile real big for him when he comes in. I love my Daddy lots and crawl up to him, trying to ask him how his classes went. He normally picks me up and hugs me real big, so I know they must've went well.

Lunch is at noon and I like lunch a lot, because it involves eating! Mommy started giving me food that I get to pick up and put in my mouth all by myself. I like it. I don't always get the food to my mouth, though and I get very messy. Mommy will often finish by feeding me the rest, because if I didn't get a nap earlier, I'm pretty tired after trying to feed myself lunch. I get cleaned up and take a nap around 1pm, after going potty, of course.

I wake up feeling pretty good around 3pm. I let Mommy know I'm awake by letting out a cry. I normally have to go potty and my tummy is telling me it's snack time. Mommy potty's me and gives me another yummy bottle. Then I sometimes go potty again.

I get to play with my toys again. I can crawl all over the house now. Sometimes Mommy closes some doors that she must not have realized I wanted to go through. I like to play in the bathroom and my parent's bedroom sometimes, but it seems that whenever I decide that's where I'm going, there's Mommy closing me out of those rooms. That's okay, there's plenty of other places I get go to.

I like to play in the kitchen. There's a pantry shelf that has vitamins on it. I like to call them my shakers, because they make noise when I shake them. My Mommy's pink prenatal shaker is the best because it fits just perfect in my hands. Mommy doesn't seem to like it when I pull the jars off the pantry shelf, though.

I like to open cupboards too, but I have to be careful because Mommy will make me do something else if I start taking stuff out of the cupboards. A couple times I've pinched my fingers in the door and that's when I need to snuggle with Mommy.

One of my favorite places to play when I know Mommy and Daddy aren't looking is a little shelf full of CD's, DVD's, tapes and videos. I don't know why they don't like me to pull things off and play with them. Some are shiny and I like making things fall. Too soon, though, Mommy or Daddy will tell me no and I've started to pretend that I wasn't doing anything naughty and I turn the other way. I think they know better, though.

I'm also just tall enough now that I can pull things off of Mommy's desk if they're on the very edge. I like to grab Mommy's purse or keys or the cell phone. Sometimes all I can reach are papers and they can be fun, too. Mommy normally puts an end to my reaching exercises pretty quickly though, I don't think she realizes that I'm just practicing my coordination.

Daddy is often in his room working on homework at his desk. I like to peek at him and say "hi" sometimes. On the way to go potty, sometimes I'll get a chance to give Daddy a smile.

Dinner time is at 5pm and I like dinner! I get to get messy again and a full tummy. Of course I go potty before and after dinner, but maybe you don't care about how many times I go potty. I do, because I guess most babies around here just go whenever and in their pants. I do still go in my pants sometimes, but I'm working with Mommy to try to make sure I can get to the potty in time. I don't like it when I have wet pants. Oh, but I was talking about dinner. Daddy and Mommy will often watch me while we eat. I guess they think I'm pretty cute, because they often say I am. I like to smile at Daddy and raise my eyebrows - that really gets them going.

After dinner, Mommy cleans up and Daddy pulls out the Psalter and bible. I like to sing, unless I'm too sleepy. We sing and read and pray. Lately, I'm not too interested in sitting nice and still, but my parents insist I must.

After Family Worship, I get to play again. Sometimes Mommy and I will play "I'm gonna getcha!" Mommy crawls after me and I pretend to crawl away real fast, but I turn around to make sure she's still coming. She is and so I squeal and crawl some more. She soon catches me and tickles me. Oh, I laugh and laugh. Then it's my turn and I chase her. She cries, "Don't get me!", but I know she's only playing. I crawl on Mommy and I get her real good. Daddy likes to watch and we make him laugh.

Sometimes I get read a story before bed. I get to drink another bottle of yummies around 8pm, or sometimes a little sooner if I'm really tired. Then I get pottied and dressed in jammies. Mommy prays with me and sings to me and I sleep until morning to do it all again.


Laura said...

That is the cutest, sweetest little "story"! Such a great way to tell about your little guy's day!

Are you not breastfeeding anymore?

Crystal Carr said...

Thanks :)

No, he weaned when he was about 9 months old. I dried up, due to being pregnant. I had hoped to nurse longer, but that's alright. I'm glad we had the 9 months. He loves his bottles, though :)

Jill Buie said...

Aww...cute story, Crystal! Hadassah is sitting up (and falling), so that's something new that's fun to practice with her. I can't identify with the crawling bit....that'll be fun!

Kevin Carr said...

Mom and I loved the story. We could imagine every moment. You need to write a book! Dad Carr