Sunday, January 20, 2008

Three years minus 2 months

I think I'm going to start posting every month on or near the 20th, just so I get a bit more regular with the posting again. Whew. Sam's nearly 3, and seems suddenly older (than 2, that is) these days. Not only has his language evidenced a notable spurt in sophistication recently-- examples soon, I promise-- but he's also shot up in the last month: pants that used to fit are all too short, and pants that we had to roll up no longer require rolling. He's still showing some charming 2-year-old defiance (when it's time to wash hands, he will wail dramatically, "nono I don't *want* to"), but one can explain many other things to him quite reasonably. It's fun. He's funny, too. His and J's silly-word games have progressed, and a current favorite is the "sometimes I wear a ____ for a hat" game (most memorable fill-in? "Sometimes I wear a grocery store for a hat.")

Here are a few things that have happened since the end of October:

- Sam has become fully day-time potty trained. No efforts towards night-time potty training, though. What's the point, really?

- Grandma, Grandpa, and Aunt L. came to stay with us for Thanksgiving (which Uncle D and Aunt S hosted most fabulously). Sam had a great time with them, and they were a major help, especially since I'd gotten a call scheduling a job interview for the following week just the day before they came (so was frantically prepping a job talk and teaching demo, and prepping for my interviews w/the members of the department).

- I interviewed for a job. Fingers crossed.

- We celebrated Hanukkah. We didn't light the menorah every night, but we did it a few times, and the other nights we at least lit the big candle that we keep on the dining table, and which Sam loves to have lit for dinner. We also went to a lovely Hanukkah party one night at our upstairs neighbors' home. Sam has been enjoying his "doctor tools" and puzzles from Aunt S and Uncle D, and his car tracks and Colorforms (do you remember colorforms? I totally did) from us.

- We had Sam's daycare classroom's potluck. Note to self: don't try to make a last-minute hors d'oeuvres for an event to which you'll be coming straight from work, which you're also organizing, and to which you'll be late because you have to stop and pick up cards for the teachers along the way. The potluck was fun, though. We stayed late with a couple of other families, put on music, and the kids danced and danced (while we sat around drinking wine and chatting). How cool is Sam's daycare?

- We took Sam ice skating for the first time, outside of the Charles Hotel. He wasn't as into it as I thought he would be, given how much he likes to slide around on the ice in his shoes (and on the floors pretending to skate). But it was fun for a few minutes at least:



Then we flew to MN to spend Christmas with Omi and Opa. We had dinner with my HS friend D. and her family. Brownie sundaes for dessert keeps four (one off-camera) kids very quiet.




We did some fun winter-snowy things with Sam: a couple of small snowmen (the snow was too dry and powdery to attempt anything bigger, sadly), and some good sledding. Sam wasn't as enthused abotu the sledding as we'd imagined, either, though he liked it. He did say many times on both sledding occasions, though, "I don't like the dust part" (the snow blowing up into his face when we'd hit some powder).



Doesn't he look spiffy in his coordinated winter things? G'ma and G'pa bought him the jacket, hat, and boots for Hanukkah. Sam had been asking for orange winter boots; they arrived just before the first of several snowstorms we got in Boston.

On the way back from sledding with Sam and Sam's Opa, J. slipped on the icy street and broke his wrist. Fortunately it's his left, so he's only been slightly disabled-- with the most recent version of the cast he can even type. But our car is a manual transmission, so he hasn't been able to drive since we got back. The cast should finally be off this Friday, and I'm not sure which of us will be more relieved.

Sam and I baked and decorated some cookies:




On Christmas Eve we lit the candles on the "crimmus tree" (J. can't stop picturing the whole thing going up in flames, but while I share his anxiety-- we do keep a bucket of water nearby-- it's overcome for me by a combo of fond tradition and just loving how beautiful it looks). We sang carols and opened presents. The bullet train from Uncle M. and Aunt R. was the runaway (no pun intended) hit of the evening, and of the days to follow.









It was competing with the Spiderman scooter Omi bought when he couldn't stop riding it around the consignment store, and of course the tricycle he got last year which was rediscovered with joy when we arrived, and which he rode at alarming speed through the house. Next year I'm sure it'll be an "outside toy."

We got home a couple days later and geared up to host a "New Year's Eve in Spain" party-- continuing the tradition started by friends who began hosting New Year's Eve parties set in locations 6 hours to the east, in order to be able to toast the New Year at 6PM (midnight Paris/Tunis/Barcelona time) and get kids in bed at something resembling reasonable. (I note with a bit of embarrassment that for our Snudge lately, bedtime has been something like 10PM... but embarrassment only because there seems to be this ethic that children should be in bed by 8. Sam sleeps til 8:30 (sometimes later). It's all very civilized.) Anyway... the party was a blast. Some of our favorite parent-friends joined us with babies and toddlers, and some of our favorite nonparent-friends joined us too and marveled at the chaos.

Here's Sam (and J's cast) in exhausted post-party-ness, DalĂ­-esque mustache still faintly evident:

3 comments:

twinkle-bot said...

It's so fun to have an update! Sam is looking so big, but just as cute and charming as ever.

Unknown said...

Love the update! Was so great to see you in Dec, I hope we'll have more chances to catch up more often soon. Let us know how the job search is going!

GEB said...

So great to see you here again! Wow, Sam does look older (and still beautiful). Your New Year's party sounds like a wonderful idea. And congrats on the potty training! Most envious. But ditto on the shrinking pants (I also just blogged about that), train love, and guilt-inducing late bedtime that works for us but seems to violate Parental Code.

And good luck with the job search!