I just thought I would post some of the words Alexander says, and their translations.....
Suey = Horsey
Meow = Cat
Weetzy = Sippy
Ma-ma = Oatmeal
Go-guh = Yogurt
Moo-mee = Movie
Money = Mommy
Buddy = Grampie
Titty = Katie
Ass-ey = Hezzie
Ca-ca = Erica
There are other words and names that he can say that actually sound like the real word, too. I just put the ones that have to be deciphered.
Thursday, November 15, 2007
Tuesday, November 13, 2007
Alexander's tagged
1. I love moo-mies (aka movies)! I ask my mom for them all day long. Sometimes I even wake up in the middle of the night with a hankerin' for a moo-mie, so I cry really loud til my Mommy comes in and gets me, and I tell her "a moo-mie, a moo-mie". My favorites are Veggietales and Cars. I also love books too. My mom and I like to go to the library and get books. My favorite books are: Cars, How Does a Dinosaur Say Goodnight, my music book with songs about Jesus, and the Book of Mormon (I read it with Mommy and Daddy at night and repeat the words they say). I get a book off the shelf, bring it to my Mom or Dad, they read it to me, then I walk back to the bookshelf to get another one, dropping the last book when I get halfway there.
2. I like to pick up trash. If I find any little, tiny piece of garbage on the ground, wherever I am, I will pick it up and give it to my mommy. I also have discovered that sometimes there are little pieces of fuzzy trash between my toes, and I have to get ALL of it out. Here is a video of me working on getting some fuzz between my toes.
3. I love to scratch my bum. Whenever my parents change my diaper, the first thing I do when I hear the tabs of the diaper tear off is to put my fingers to my bum and scratch, scratch, scratch. Sometimes it gets messy, and Mommy or Daddy gets upset, but I don't even care. And I love to scratch it in the tub so it gets nice and red.
4. "I've been everywhere, man. I've been everywhere...." In my 17 months of life, I have been to the following places: northern California, Utah, NH, Maine, Boston, Chicago, Milwaukee, Maui, Philadelphia, and ocean beaches on both coasts.
5. I love music. Ever since I was brand new, my Mommy would sing to me to calm me down and to put me to sleep. She sings: I am a Child of God, Teach Me to Walk in the Light, the lullaby from My Turn on Earth, and I Love You a Bushel and a Peck. I always fall asleep at night to my classical music CD. I still say that my CD player is a moo-mie player, but mommy insists that it is for music, not movies. Now that I'm bigger, I like to sing songs with my mommy. We sing: Wheels on the Bus, Popcorn Popping, and the Sleeping Bunny Song. I love to do the motions along with them.
6. I used to be a momma's boy. I would cry anytime anyone other than my mom would hold me. But now I am a daddy's boy. I get so excited every day when my daddy gets home. If I hear him (or anyone else for that matter) outside the door, I run to the door yelling "Daddy!" and I look out the mail-slot for him. My daddy gives me my baths and brushes my teeth every night and puts me to bed. He reads me books, and chases me around the house, and wrestles with me. I love my daddy!
2. I like to pick up trash. If I find any little, tiny piece of garbage on the ground, wherever I am, I will pick it up and give it to my mommy. I also have discovered that sometimes there are little pieces of fuzzy trash between my toes, and I have to get ALL of it out. Here is a video of me working on getting some fuzz between my toes.
3. I love to scratch my bum. Whenever my parents change my diaper, the first thing I do when I hear the tabs of the diaper tear off is to put my fingers to my bum and scratch, scratch, scratch. Sometimes it gets messy, and Mommy or Daddy gets upset, but I don't even care. And I love to scratch it in the tub so it gets nice and red.
4. "I've been everywhere, man. I've been everywhere...." In my 17 months of life, I have been to the following places: northern California, Utah, NH, Maine, Boston, Chicago, Milwaukee, Maui, Philadelphia, and ocean beaches on both coasts.
5. I love music. Ever since I was brand new, my Mommy would sing to me to calm me down and to put me to sleep. She sings: I am a Child of God, Teach Me to Walk in the Light, the lullaby from My Turn on Earth, and I Love You a Bushel and a Peck. I always fall asleep at night to my classical music CD. I still say that my CD player is a moo-mie player, but mommy insists that it is for music, not movies. Now that I'm bigger, I like to sing songs with my mommy. We sing: Wheels on the Bus, Popcorn Popping, and the Sleeping Bunny Song. I love to do the motions along with them.
6. I used to be a momma's boy. I would cry anytime anyone other than my mom would hold me. But now I am a daddy's boy. I get so excited every day when my daddy gets home. If I hear him (or anyone else for that matter) outside the door, I run to the door yelling "Daddy!" and I look out the mail-slot for him. My daddy gives me my baths and brushes my teeth every night and puts me to bed. He reads me books, and chases me around the house, and wrestles with me. I love my daddy!
For Aunt MaryEllen
Harvest Hop
This weekend I decided to be a crazy person and drive to NH to go to a dance by myself. Yup... that's right. Brian was going to the Penn State vs Temple football game all day on Saturday, and I wanted to have some fun too, so I decided to go help/check-out the Harvest Hop that my Mom was the chairperson of. Thanks to my mom and dad, the McEvoy's, the Spencer's, and the Perkes', and everyone else that helped make it so great. It was so much fun. They had a live 50's band. Everyone came dressed in 50's outfits. You could get your picture taken on a Harley. For refreshments, they had malted milkshakes and baskets of homemade fries with Burger King whoppers. And the decorations were great (pink and black). Even though I was sad that my date couldn't come with me, I still had a fun time. I saw friends I hadn't seen in awhile, and even got asked to dance (I was like a deer in headlights before I said, "Sorry, no, I'm taken" and ran off).



And my Dad sure was happy to see his little grandson. We surprised him. When I got there at 2:30am, I brought Xander up and set him on the bed next to my dad. He woke up to Alexander pointing his little finger at his face and saying, "Buddy!". They played the whole time we were there. Alexander and his "Buddy" had a great time together. We came home on Sunday night, and when Xander woke up on Monday morning, he pointed at the door and said, "Buddy. Buddy."



And my Dad sure was happy to see his little grandson. We surprised him. When I got there at 2:30am, I brought Xander up and set him on the bed next to my dad. He woke up to Alexander pointing his little finger at his face and saying, "Buddy!". They played the whole time we were there. Alexander and his "Buddy" had a great time together. We came home on Sunday night, and when Xander woke up on Monday morning, he pointed at the door and said, "Buddy. Buddy."
Chuck E Cheese's
So, last Wednesday we went to Chuck E Cheese's for playgroup. There was a small group of us, and one of the mom's had a great coupon for pizza, soda, and tokens. We split it and had a great, inexpensive time. Plus, there was no one else there, so the kids ran wild. And Alexander was only afraid of some of the rides.
Here he is with Mommy on the sea-doo ride...
Here he is with Mommy on the sea-doo ride...
And here he is crying when the sea-doo moved underneath him...
Playing basketball...
Riding the roller-coaster. This one scared him a little. Funny, cause he has actually been on a real roller-coaster and wasn't as wimpy as on this ride.
Halloween cont.
Here are some more Halloween pictures:
Here are our pumpkins, (from top step to bottom) Alexander's that Daddy carved, Mommy's bat, and Daddy's scary vampire mouth!

And here is the Lil' Stinker toward the end of a long night of Trick-or-treating. He would walk up the walkway to the houses, but needed Daddy to carry him from walkway to walkway. But he never let go of that bag of candy, even when it got so heavy that it dragged on the ground behind him.

Here are our pumpkins, (from top step to bottom) Alexander's that Daddy carved, Mommy's bat, and Daddy's scary vampire mouth!

And here is the Lil' Stinker toward the end of a long night of Trick-or-treating. He would walk up the walkway to the houses, but needed Daddy to carry him from walkway to walkway. But he never let go of that bag of candy, even when it got so heavy that it dragged on the ground behind him.

Monday, November 12, 2007
Funny Xander Stories
Story #1: We were getting in the car. We were parked on the street, so I was trying to keep Xander close to me and the car, and trying to get us in quickly. Our car key only works on the drivers side door, so I have to open the drivers door then unlock the rest of the doors with the power lock. So I'm standing next to the car and I lean forward to unlock the front door and then pushed the button to unlock the rest of the doors, then I leaned back to open the back door. It was still locked. So I lean forward again and push the unlock button, then lean back to open the back door. I did this quite a few times before I realized.... every time I leaned forward to push the unlock button, Xander would reach up and lift the handle of the back door, so it wouldn't unlock! If I was a bystander to all of this, I would've been laughing my head off, watching this mom try over and over again to unlock the door, and see her looking so confused as to why it wasn't working. Hehehehe!
Story #2: Alexander can't say "Mommy" for some reason, so he calls me "Money". And when we try to enunciate (sp?) it "Mom-my", he just says "Mo-ney". It's pretty funny. Well, the other day he was outside playing with Brian, and he walked over to the neighbors door and stuck his fingers in the mail-slot. The neighbors heard the noise and opened their door. There was Alexander, looking up at them saying, "Money. Money. Money." When Brian realized what he was doing, he ran over to the neighbor's door, and hears them saying to Alexander, "Oh sorry. We don't have any money for you." Well, Brian had to explain that he was actually saying "Mommy", and that we really weren't sending our kid over to their house to beg for money.
Story #2: Alexander can't say "Mommy" for some reason, so he calls me "Money". And when we try to enunciate (sp?) it "Mom-my", he just says "Mo-ney". It's pretty funny. Well, the other day he was outside playing with Brian, and he walked over to the neighbors door and stuck his fingers in the mail-slot. The neighbors heard the noise and opened their door. There was Alexander, looking up at them saying, "Money. Money. Money." When Brian realized what he was doing, he ran over to the neighbor's door, and hears them saying to Alexander, "Oh sorry. We don't have any money for you." Well, Brian had to explain that he was actually saying "Mommy", and that we really weren't sending our kid over to their house to beg for money.
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