As is probably the case with most households of school aged children, Knock-Knock jokes are the source of much fun and entertainment. Even Carter (aged 2) has started to get in on the action, but he seems to get mixed up with some other verbal communication activities. Here's his current version of a knock-knock joke, which he repeats often:
Carter: Knock-Knock
Mommy: Who's there?
Carter: Apple
Mommy: Apple who?
Carter: Fries, Chicken Nuggets and CHOC-IT MILK!
ummm, someone's been ordering at McDonalds too much....
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Showing posts with label carter. Show all posts
Friday, July 13, 2012
Cute
There is so much cute in this picture. From Carter's cowboy boots, mismatched pjs and elmo hat to Charlie's Christmas-themed, fleece footy jammies in July, all cuddled together on the chair playing video games. Love summer.
Tuesday, August 23, 2011
the next david copperfield/blaine....
Maybe I'm not such an absent-minded mom who forgets to lock the cabinets to keep her toddler safe -- after careful observation today, I can confidently confirm that Carter can indeed work a little magic and bust through a certain style of child lock. The kind on the cabinet where I keep the flour and powdered sugar. But the lock on the cabinets under the sink seem to work well, so it looks like I'll be buying some new child locks today....
Thursday, August 11, 2011
Monday, August 01, 2011
Why I Don't Blog Anymore
a.k.a. Carter
I haven't been regular with blogging lately and I also haven't updated you on all the new things Carter has been learning and enjoying lately. I could provide some extended commentary, but I think I'll just let the videos and pictures say it best.
I haven't been regular with blogging lately and I also haven't updated you on all the new things Carter has been learning and enjoying lately. I could provide some extended commentary, but I think I'll just let the videos and pictures say it best.
Why we moved to a booster seat already...
On this particular day, he was standing on the floor near the window when I walked to the other side of the kitchen to put a dish in the sink and throw away some trash. I turned around and saw this new climbing skill! (which he has repeated about 50 times everyday since then, and I'm not even exaggerating...)
Dog's Best Friend
The sad thing about this next video is that he did the exact same thing the day before but with powdered sugar. When Coulson realized it was powdered sugar, he tried to lick it off the floor! Yes, I have a child-lock on the cabinet with the flour and sugar, but I keep forgetting to latch it when I'm cleaning up the kitchen.
And while I was blogging the previous post about the upholstery tacks the other day, he learned this new skill - pushing his chair to the counter so he can reach things on top!
And while I was uploading the first of these many videos, I thought he was with his brothers, but then I noticed his brothers were in the other room without him, so I went off in search of "Mr. Mayhem." I found him in my bath tub, water running and Carter, fully dressed with shoes on, soaking wet. His brothers were with him when this started, but they neglected to inform me of his escapades.
He's only 16 months old! As you see, just trying to wash the dishes is hazardous to his health, so I'm really having a hard time blogging. It's a shame, because all my kids are so cute and doing wonderful things and I'd love to share more!
Monday, July 25, 2011
Don't sign me up for "Mom of the Year"...
So Carter (16 months old) walks in the room and I can tell by the smile in his eyes that he has something in his mouth. "What's in your mouth? Spit it out." And this is what he spits out into my hand: 8 upholstery tacks and a bead.
Saturday, October 16, 2010
Sunday, October 10, 2010
Carter sits and blows raspberries
Carter is getting much better at sitting. I took this video 2 or 3 weeks ago. If the video posts at all, it's wonderful (I'm posting from my cell phone). So if you have to adjust your computer screen to view the video correctly, just bear with me and be amazed that there is video at all.
Hey, it worked and you don't even need to rotate your computer monitor! I like this new feature from my phone. Speaking of my phone, I broke down and let Casey get me an iPhone a few months ago, despite my ridicule of AT&T's service reputation and a general loathing of all things apple. I kept protesting because I rarely used my cell phone, so why did I need a fancy phone? After having the phone for about a week, it finally clicked. It's not primarily a phone. It's a mobile internet device! I do use the internet all the time, so my new phone has been very useful. But I don't think I should call it my phone, I think I'll call it my "internet thingy."
Hey, it worked and you don't even need to rotate your computer monitor! I like this new feature from my phone. Speaking of my phone, I broke down and let Casey get me an iPhone a few months ago, despite my ridicule of AT&T's service reputation and a general loathing of all things apple. I kept protesting because I rarely used my cell phone, so why did I need a fancy phone? After having the phone for about a week, it finally clicked. It's not primarily a phone. It's a mobile internet device! I do use the internet all the time, so my new phone has been very useful. But I don't think I should call it my phone, I think I'll call it my "internet thingy."
Saturday, August 28, 2010
Carter at 5 months
Carter is now 5 months old! He smiles and laughs, he giggles and he's ticklish, he likes to discover his toys, thinks his brothers are the greatest thing ever, thinks Chester is the next best thing ever and blows raspberries. He grabs at faces and hair which his brothers don't appreciate. (Charlie doesn't understand why Carter doesn't get in trouble for pulling his hair.) This is a great age because he's fun to play with, but still pretty easy and portable - he doesn't take long naps and he's not on solids yet, so I can easily (mostly easy) just bring him along without needing much extra planning. He's not teething yet, so he's only fussy when he's tired or hungry or sometimes just needs to be held. About a month ago he started rolling from back to front and this week he's been working on sitting on his own. These videos below are from a couple days ago, but yesterday he was able to stay up much longer, so I think he's on his way to mastering this skill.
He sleeps well at night - I finally got him to go for an early bedtime, around 7:30, so I can put him to bed while the boys are quietly reading books in bed (or playing legos) and then once Carter's down, I go and put the older boys to bed before 8pm. He'll wake up between 6 and 7 am. He doesn't nap so well during the day yet - usually only 45 minutes at a time, but he'll take about 4 naps a day. Coulson started school this week (that's another post, hopefully soon) and Charlie starts after Labor Day, so I'm hoping once we get into a regular routine, we can consolidate some of those naps.
And now he's feeling ignored, so I've gotta go!
He sleeps well at night - I finally got him to go for an early bedtime, around 7:30, so I can put him to bed while the boys are quietly reading books in bed (or playing legos) and then once Carter's down, I go and put the older boys to bed before 8pm. He'll wake up between 6 and 7 am. He doesn't nap so well during the day yet - usually only 45 minutes at a time, but he'll take about 4 naps a day. Coulson started school this week (that's another post, hopefully soon) and Charlie starts after Labor Day, so I'm hoping once we get into a regular routine, we can consolidate some of those naps.
And now he's feeling ignored, so I've gotta go!
Wednesday, June 30, 2010
The Future Politician
Charlie absolutely adores his baby brother. Actually he adores all babies and can't stop himself from kissing their heads and squeezing their cheeks. He is constantly smothering Carter. The most ignored words in the house are, "Stop touching the baby!" I cringe when I watch him smushing Carter's face because I'm sure he's irritating the baby, but Carter only looks up at him with a huge smile. (As I'm writing this, Charlie is kissing Carter's head)
Last year my friend had a baby and Charlie loved holding him and he would hold any baby he could. When we decided to have another baby, I knew that Charlie would be such a proud big brother and I have truly enjoyed watching him shower the baby with love. It's also fun to see how much Carter has grown, obviously thriving on all the kisses from his brother.
Last year my friend had a baby and Charlie loved holding him and he would hold any baby he could. When we decided to have another baby, I knew that Charlie would be such a proud big brother and I have truly enjoyed watching him shower the baby with love. It's also fun to see how much Carter has grown, obviously thriving on all the kisses from his brother.
In the hospital
One week
5 weeks
A little over 2 months
3 months
3 months
Monday, May 24, 2010
Big Baby
So at his check up this morning, Carter weighed in at 13lbs. 15 oz, which puts him in the 90% and means he gained over 3 pounds in one month. He was 23.5 inches long, 75%. He had his first round of shots today. He took the first shot without a flinch, but he didn't really like the the next 2 shots. Since then he's been a bit fussy, but basically sleeping it off.
Sunday, May 23, 2010
2 months
Well, it's already been 2 months and I still haven't gotten a chance to sit down and blog about my sweet, precious Carter. Right now he's sleeping on my chest and I'm waiting for the series finale of LOST to begin, so I thought I'd try to finally write this blog that I've been writing in my head for so many weeks.
Carter is a very sweet baby. For the past week or so, he's been getting a lot better at smiling. At first he would smile in our quiet, calm moments together, but now he's smiling at his brothers in all their craziness and today at church he even smiled for strangers. He's starting to laugh a little. Cute, airy laughs.
He's growing super fast. He's already grown out of 0-3 month size clothes and fits perfectly into 3-6 month. His 2 month check-up is tomorrow, so I don't know his current stats, but at his 1 month check-up he was in the 75% for height and weight.
He's been a pretty good sleeper for me. He usually only wakes up once a night, sometimes twice. I had heard that there were babies that slept well on their own, but I thought it was a myth. Needless to say, I'm so grateful for this sleep. I don't know how I would function on a daily basis if I didn't get sleep at night. When Casey doesn't have to work in the morning, he usually gets up with the older boys, packs Coulson's lunch, takes him to the bus stop and gets Charlie to preschool so I can sleep in.
He's a good sleeper in his crib (well, pack-n-play with bassinet insert) at night, but he doesn't like to sleep on his own during the day. He falls asleep while I'm holding him, but wakes up within 5-10 minutes after I lay him down. And when I lay him down sleepy, he just becomes wide awake. Once in a while, he'll fall asleep in the swing or stay asleep when I lay him down. I'm hoping that he'll gradually get more used to sleeping on his own. In the meantime, I'm loving the moments when I can just sit on the couch and cuddle him while he sleeps. (Update from the first paragraph, Carter woke up so now he's laying on the couch next to me making cute baby noises, oops, starting to get fussy...)
Carter is a very sweet baby. For the past week or so, he's been getting a lot better at smiling. At first he would smile in our quiet, calm moments together, but now he's smiling at his brothers in all their craziness and today at church he even smiled for strangers. He's starting to laugh a little. Cute, airy laughs.
He's growing super fast. He's already grown out of 0-3 month size clothes and fits perfectly into 3-6 month. His 2 month check-up is tomorrow, so I don't know his current stats, but at his 1 month check-up he was in the 75% for height and weight.
He's been a pretty good sleeper for me. He usually only wakes up once a night, sometimes twice. I had heard that there were babies that slept well on their own, but I thought it was a myth. Needless to say, I'm so grateful for this sleep. I don't know how I would function on a daily basis if I didn't get sleep at night. When Casey doesn't have to work in the morning, he usually gets up with the older boys, packs Coulson's lunch, takes him to the bus stop and gets Charlie to preschool so I can sleep in.
He's a good sleeper in his crib (well, pack-n-play with bassinet insert) at night, but he doesn't like to sleep on his own during the day. He falls asleep while I'm holding him, but wakes up within 5-10 minutes after I lay him down. And when I lay him down sleepy, he just becomes wide awake. Once in a while, he'll fall asleep in the swing or stay asleep when I lay him down. I'm hoping that he'll gradually get more used to sleeping on his own. In the meantime, I'm loving the moments when I can just sit on the couch and cuddle him while he sleeps. (Update from the first paragraph, Carter woke up so now he's laying on the couch next to me making cute baby noises, oops, starting to get fussy...)
Wednesday, April 28, 2010
Weeks 3-5
His brothers enjoy playing with him on the floor in his butterfly activity mat.
One month old, sporting his cute diaper cover.
I've got a great video of Charlie and Coulson singing to him here, I'll have to upload it for you soon...
I've got a great video of Charlie and Coulson singing to him here, I'll have to upload it for you soon...
I try to make sure he gets some chocolate milk everyday - it's does a body good. I took this picture today - just over 5 weeks old.(P.S. Of course, when he gets chocolate milk, it's probably Nestle chocolate. The Hershey's shirt is just in honor of our former home; In practice we support the much superior family business.)
The first couple weeks
Here are some pictures from when Carter is about 10-20 days old. I'd like to blog more about the first month, but I don't often have 2 free hands at a time and when I do, I'm either doing laundry or washing dishes or spending some quality time with the other 3 boys in my life so they don't feel left out. But I'll try to make it a priority sometime this week so I can blog about these first few weeks before I forget them.
I love how their arms are in the same position as they sleep. This moment of peace didn't last long - Carter woke up soon after I took the picture.
Monday, March 29, 2010
more brothers
This is a picture of the very first time that the big brothers get to see their baby brother.
Birth Story
Well, what can I say? Carter's birth went according to plan. Both Coulson and Charlie were born in the wee morning hours of the fourth day past due date, so if Carter planned to follow in his brothers' paths, I would go into labor Sunday night-ish and have the baby early Monday morning. A few days before my due date, I discovered that my OB (the one who delivered Charlie and the one I saw throughout this whole pregnancy) would be the Dr. on call during that time - perfect! Also, both of my previous labors were quick (Coulson 3 hours with not-recommended-home-induction, Charlie 7 hours) and I was unable to get an epidural for either one since I was fully dilated and ready to go by the time I got to the hospital with Coulson and I was stuck in the triage unit of the maternity ward with Charlie until I was pretty much fully dilated and again, not enough time for an epidural. So given my quick previous labors, this time I was more determined to have a natural birth of my own choice, even if I had the luxury of actually laboring in a private labor room with time to ask for an epidural and I was a little nervous about how that would work out. And it worked out pretty well. It would have been perfect if I could have skipped the last hour, up until the part when I heard Casey say, "He's out! Open your eyes, you can look now. "
So, about 12:30am Monday morning (we hadn't gone to bed yet, so it still felt like Sunday night to us...) my water broke. Luckily I was in the bathroom when this happened, so it wasn't a big deal. My parents rushed over as fast as they could - although they didn't need to because I wasn't feeling any contractions yet. We gave my dad all the instructions about getting the kids ready in the morning, then Casey, my mom and I left for the hospital.
By the time I got settled in the room and the nurse hooked me up to the contraction monitor, I hadn't really felt any strong contractions, but the monitor indicated that I was having contractions every 3 minutes. By the end of the 20 minute monitoring period, I was feeling about half of the contractions and dilated about 3cm. Then I got up and Casey and I walked the hallways for a while.
We went back to the room around 3am to be monitored again and to find some Law & Order to watch on TV as a distraction (yep, we found Law & Order on at 3am and somehow I wasn't surprised.) The contractions were getting stronger and after my monitoring I took a long shower (I had already seen that episode of Law & Order.)
Things were starting to get worse around 4am. I think around this time I was 6 cm dilated. Law & Order was replaced with an infomercial and my contractions were pretty intense. The nurses came in and started setting up tables of instruments and blankets and towels to prepare for the birth and the baby. I was getting more and more uncomfortable in any position.
They hooked me up for monitoring again, maybe around 4:30 and after that, I pretty much stayed in bed and couldn't move because the contractions were coming right on top of each other. From this point on, I didn't really open my eyes much. At some point during this time, I remember thinking, "this natural birth thing is such a stupid idea!" But I also knew that my body moves quickly and I could probably have the baby out faster than the anesthesiologist could get the meds in, so I stayed the course.
I was at 8cm and the nurse called the doctor. But about 2 contractions later, I really wanted to push. Of course the nurse is like, relax, don't push yet. But it's kinda involuntary, when your body wants to push, you push. So I tried not to push too much, but I did a little and I could pretty much feel that the baby was crowning. And they kept saying, "Don't push" (I hate these words!) I couldn't talk very well, but I mustered up the ability to simply ask, "WHY?" She didn't answer, which made me think she was just waiting for the doctor, so I tried to relax, but I didn't fight the pushing too much, because between the nurse and Casey and the doctor soon arriving, I'm sure they were capable of handling a head if one happened to pop out. Meanwhile, the doctor was taking his time... The nurse called again and said, "She's ready!" Finally, he arrived and Casey realized that I was crowning, so he encouraged me by saying, "You're crowning! This is it, it's almost over!" To which my response, in my head only, because I couldn't actually talk, was "No shit, Sherlock. Why do you think I want to push so much?"
But then I didn't care because the doctor was here and I could really push now.
Then maybe 3-4 pushes later, Carter James was born at 5:28am. (Exactly 5 hours after my water broke). Casey cut the cord. Now that it's over, I am proud to say I did it naturally. Not sure if it's something I want to do again (but I say that every time)... There are pros and cons for each method - natural, meds, C-section - but in the end, the side effects are just that, side effects. The real goal is what every mother wants: to hold her baby in her arms.
He is precious and I'm already head over heels in love with him. I can't wait to see how his personality develops and discover all the great gifts that God has given him. His brothers are crazy about him and his dad is overjoyed to finally hold him (he says I've been hogging him for the last 9 months...) Carter is one lucky little boy!
So, about 12:30am Monday morning (we hadn't gone to bed yet, so it still felt like Sunday night to us...) my water broke. Luckily I was in the bathroom when this happened, so it wasn't a big deal. My parents rushed over as fast as they could - although they didn't need to because I wasn't feeling any contractions yet. We gave my dad all the instructions about getting the kids ready in the morning, then Casey, my mom and I left for the hospital.
By the time I got settled in the room and the nurse hooked me up to the contraction monitor, I hadn't really felt any strong contractions, but the monitor indicated that I was having contractions every 3 minutes. By the end of the 20 minute monitoring period, I was feeling about half of the contractions and dilated about 3cm. Then I got up and Casey and I walked the hallways for a while.
We went back to the room around 3am to be monitored again and to find some Law & Order to watch on TV as a distraction (yep, we found Law & Order on at 3am and somehow I wasn't surprised.) The contractions were getting stronger and after my monitoring I took a long shower (I had already seen that episode of Law & Order.)
Things were starting to get worse around 4am. I think around this time I was 6 cm dilated. Law & Order was replaced with an infomercial and my contractions were pretty intense. The nurses came in and started setting up tables of instruments and blankets and towels to prepare for the birth and the baby. I was getting more and more uncomfortable in any position.
They hooked me up for monitoring again, maybe around 4:30 and after that, I pretty much stayed in bed and couldn't move because the contractions were coming right on top of each other. From this point on, I didn't really open my eyes much. At some point during this time, I remember thinking, "this natural birth thing is such a stupid idea!" But I also knew that my body moves quickly and I could probably have the baby out faster than the anesthesiologist could get the meds in, so I stayed the course.
I was at 8cm and the nurse called the doctor. But about 2 contractions later, I really wanted to push. Of course the nurse is like, relax, don't push yet. But it's kinda involuntary, when your body wants to push, you push. So I tried not to push too much, but I did a little and I could pretty much feel that the baby was crowning. And they kept saying, "Don't push" (I hate these words!) I couldn't talk very well, but I mustered up the ability to simply ask, "WHY?" She didn't answer, which made me think she was just waiting for the doctor, so I tried to relax, but I didn't fight the pushing too much, because between the nurse and Casey and the doctor soon arriving, I'm sure they were capable of handling a head if one happened to pop out. Meanwhile, the doctor was taking his time... The nurse called again and said, "She's ready!" Finally, he arrived and Casey realized that I was crowning, so he encouraged me by saying, "You're crowning! This is it, it's almost over!" To which my response, in my head only, because I couldn't actually talk, was "No shit, Sherlock. Why do you think I want to push so much?"
But then I didn't care because the doctor was here and I could really push now.
Then maybe 3-4 pushes later, Carter James was born at 5:28am. (Exactly 5 hours after my water broke). Casey cut the cord. Now that it's over, I am proud to say I did it naturally. Not sure if it's something I want to do again (but I say that every time)... There are pros and cons for each method - natural, meds, C-section - but in the end, the side effects are just that, side effects. The real goal is what every mother wants: to hold her baby in her arms.
He is precious and I'm already head over heels in love with him. I can't wait to see how his personality develops and discover all the great gifts that God has given him. His brothers are crazy about him and his dad is overjoyed to finally hold him (he says I've been hogging him for the last 9 months...) Carter is one lucky little boy!
Thursday, March 25, 2010
Pictures
Monday, March 22, 2010
Everyone meet Carter!
Carter James was born this morning at 5:28pm, 8 lbs, 12 oz. 20.5 inches long.
My water broke at 12:30am (before regular contractions started) and 5 hours later, he arrived! It is so good to finally hold him and give him sweet kisses!
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