Thursday, August 29, 2013

18 things about our 18-month-old

Will does so many funny, cute things these days I wanted to write at least some of them down.

1. Will loves personal hygiene more than any kid I know. If Taylor and I even mention showers, baths, or brushing your teeth around him he will drop whatever he's doing and run straight for the bathroom in excitement. By the time we get in there after him he's already reaching on his tiptoes for his toothbrush or standing by the tub yelling, "Sha! Sha!" (Shower) and trying to climb in. It's great for when we actually want him to brush his teeth or take a bath, but not so great when we don't.

2. Will is obsessed with shoes. He brings me his shoes or my shoes several times a day and isn't satisfied until I put them on. He's smart though. He knows which shoes are mine, which shoes are Daddy's, and usually brings me a matching pair. He also knows that if I say, "Do you want to go for a walk?" that means we all need our shoes before we can go.

3. He almost always eats with a fork. I have had to revert back to cutting up his food into small pieces so he can pick up individual bites with his fork. This includes sandwiches, quesadillas, and other things that the rest of the world eats with their hands.

4. His current diet consists mostly of quesadillas, peanut butter and jam sandwiches, bananas, yogurt, Go-Go Squeeze applesauce pouches, and milk. Sometimes I can sneak in other foods, but usually he just hands them right back to me.

5. His favorite snack (this week) is Craisins. He eats them like candy.

6. He loves to jump--especially in his crib (holding on to the rail so he can get extra air), on the couch, and on our bed. He also loves to do butt pounds on the bed.

7. He sleeps with two JellyCat stuffed animals--a giraffe and a teddy bear, a green blanket, and a blue car blanket in his crib. Whenever we get him out of his crib he has to hand us each of these items before he lets us pick him up and take him out. He then picks one (usually his bear) and runs away to go play. 

8. When Will reads books to himself he says, "Bwah, bwah, bwah, bwah.." I wonder if that's what he thinks I sound like when I read to him...

9. His favorite sounds are "sh" and "t". He often combines these sounds while he jabbers, adding him to the ranks of Hamilton grandchildren who accidentally swear all the time. (Along with cousins Jude and Layla.)

10. He loves all things with motors. Cars, trucks, airplanes, and helicopters. He points out all the trucks ("tuh" or "tuck") on the freeway and knows that the answer to "Where's the airplane?" is pointing out the window or up to the sky. His favorite book is "You Can Name 100 Trucks" and he usually makes car noises while he looks at it.

11. He is my little helper. He likes wiping off the table after he eats, cleaning windows and mirrors with me, going on "errands" around the apartment (like picking something up off the floor for his pregnant mom), putting his books in the bookshelf, and even knows how to throw his own diaper away. Granted, his help is often pretty useless or counterproductive (he'll pick up his toys just to take them all out again or throw his diaper away and grab something else out of the trash...gross), but it's pretty cute and it keeps him busy. Sometimes I'll just give him a paper towel and say, "Can you clean?" and he'll go find something to wipe down. He's also a pro at sweeping carpet. 

12. Everything that slightly resembles a phone is a phone. Phones, remote controls, iPods, toys with lots of buttons, calculators, thermometer... he holds them all up to his ear and talks.

13. He suddenly started to wear hats and sunglasses. Until about a week ago, he refused to wear them for more than a few seconds. Then one day he and Taylor went for a walk and Will wouldn't leave until he got to wear a hat and sunglasses like Daddy. He didn't take them off the entire walk. He also likes to wear his sunglasses on his head instead of his eyes. (Like a headband)

14. He pretty much has his own language, but sometimes when we're really trying to understand or when he's trying to imitate us, it sounds like words. So far his most clear words have been mom ("mah" or "bom"), dad ("da" or "dan"), sock ("sah"), shoes ("shuss"), truck ("tuck"), and outside ("sie"). He's also getting really close to Jesus "zuss" but that's only been a couple times.

15. He does not give kisses or hugs. Instead, if you ask him to give you a kiss he'll bend his head down and allow you to kiss him on the forehead. He also likes to run towards us as if he's going to give us a hug but then turns around at the last second and allows us to give him a hug.

16. He used to be really good at animal sounds but lately I think he's gotten tired of performing for us. So he's gotten lazy and all of his animal sounds have gotten shorter and sound more and more alike.

17. Will is a total Daddy's boy. He loves getting ready with Taylor in the morning, including putting on deodorant and styling his hair. If he's not napping when Taylor leaves for work, he gets SO sad and cries by the door for 5 minutes after he leaves. He also gets so excited when Taylor gets home. Sure, Will loves me too and we have lots of fun together but they just have a special relationship. I love watching the two of them together.

18. Will loves to throw. We've been trying to teach him to only throw balls (instead of food, toys, shoes, or the occasional fork) and he's been doing much better. When he throws balls he's actually pretty good at it. Now we just need to teach him how to catch.

And since in two days he'll actually be 19 months old... (I started this post a couple weeks ago)

19. For a while we would ask Will, "Where's the baby?" And he would point to himself. Then he got a little closer and would point to his stomach. Now he finally points to my stomach, not his. But he also tries to lift up my shirt every time I ask so I have to be careful not to ask him in public. I still don't think he really gets what's going on but I know he's going to be a very loving, playful, helpful big brother. Taylor and I love him more and more every single day.

Wednesday, August 14, 2013

July 2013: Midway

I'm slowly but surely working my way back to the present. But first, I have a few more things from July. 

The week after my family left California we headed up to Utah. Last year, we went to a cabin in Midway with our friends, the Wrights, and at the end of the trip we said, "We should do this again next year." And we actually did! We are planning on making it an annual thing. They have a family friend who graciously lent us their cabin for the second time this year and it was a great few days. 

On Wednesday, Taylor and I stopped in Provo to visit some friends then stayed the night at my sister Michelle's house. We headed up to Midway on Thursday. That night, after nervously putting the kids to bed and crossing our fingers that they would be able to fall asleep in the same room (it actually worked out pretty well), we ate, played board games, and watched half of a movie. I think we must have all been tired from traveling and/or vacationing with family (it takes a lot of energy with kids and the Wrights had a family reunion the week before, too) because we all fell asleep during the movie and then we all took naps before noon the next day. Luckily, it rained all morning and the babies had to nap anyway so we just enjoyed a slow, lazy start to the day. Once the rain cleared up, we spent the rest of Friday and Saturday hiking, driving through the beautiful mountains, taking a tour of the Heber Valley Artisan Cheese Factory (complete with cheese tasting at the end--I felt so cultured and yet so hick at the same time...), getting shakes at Dairy Keen in Heber (both days), doing a family photo shoot of the Wrights, and eating and playing more games at the cabin.

Will was a trooper the whole trip. It's really hard to be a little kid on vacation!
You get worn out being carried on your dad's back...

And your parents let you take bites of Daddy's oreo shake at Dairy Keen until you just can't... eat... anymore...

Will's favorite part of the trip by far were these red chairs. There were four of them at cabin and he loved sitting in them, rearranging them, trying to pick them up, pushing them around, and doing it all over again.
Will (18 months). I can't believe how big he's getting.
Benson (9 months). I just love those fat cheeks and rolls!
These boys cracked me up. Will could not sit still. Benson was totally content to sit, watch, and suck on his fist or his bottom lip. Someday they will actually play together.
Taking a break to watch Taylor and Jordan at the grill.

And speaking of Taylor, he's such a good dad. Will just idolizes him.
Best buds.
The whole group. Unfortunately, two babies in this cabin was pushing it and with the addition of our little girl in November we decided that we've outgrown it. So next year we'll have to do our annual weekend at the cabin somewhere else. But it's been a fun two years in a row--we're excited for year number three!

Monday, August 12, 2013

July 2013: Hamilton Family Reunion

Every year for the past few years my family has gotten together at my parents' house over the 4th of July for a reunion. This year, however, was the last time that we'll be having that reunion at our childhood home here in California. My parents have now moved but we decided to have one last hurrah at the house before they left. The whole family came: my parents, my siblings and their spouses (including 2 pregnant women) and 8 grandkids (including 4 one-year-old boys).

We kicked off the week with "Mormon Night" at Dodger Stadium on Friday, June 28th where Elder Jeffrey R. Holland threw the first pitch to... drum roll.... my dad! It was pretty cool. He got a Dodgers jersey with his name on the back, a close up on the big screen and, most importantly, he caught the ball! We were so proud of him. We also got to meet Elder Holland (one of Taylor's biggest role models) and I'm pretty sure it was one of the most exciting moments of Taylor's life. Ranks right up there with getting engaged to me and seeing the birth of our son. (joking... but only a little) :) 
At the game with my sister Brooke. (Will stayed home with a babysitter.) Michelle and Caton, Ryan and Trisha, and Peter and Linda were also there with us.
Elder Hamilton (Dad) and Elder and Sister Holland on the field.
The only bummer about the night was that the Dodgers lost brutally... 16-1. Ouch.

We spent the next few days trying to survive one of the WORST heat waves EVER. Unlike the lovely 80 degree weather we normally enjoy here in California, it reached 109 degrees at one point! It was awful. We spent most of that day in the pool or lying on the couch inside complaining about how hot it was (or at least I did... pregnant and hot are not a good combination). It eventually cooled off a little and the kids spent all day in the water anyways. 

Because we had so many babies and non-swimmers, we made good use of the hose, pool toys, and buckets. That way we could keep the pool gate locked and keep the kids entertained and cool. It also led to an epic water fight between Aunt Brooke (with the hose) and all the grandkids (fully clothed and loving it).
Grandma, Grandpa, and Great Grandma keeping the 1-year-olds contained.
Will's go-to outfit.
Loving life.
Learning to share.
Cute Isaac.
Noah vs. Brooke.
Noah-zilla.
The winner!
Her casualties:
Will.
Jack & Noah.
Dane.
In this picture Eve is in the background explaining to Layla that she needs to take off her dress and put on pants instead... because she doesn't want to get her dress wet but it's ok to get her pants wet. So many funny kids.

We spent most of the rest of the week swimming, napping, and watching Alvin and the Chipmunks or Barbie Pegasus with the kids. We also saw Despicable Me 2 with all my siblings and the older grandkids (almost took up a whole row at the theater), ate at The Habit more than once, saw fireworks on the 4th of July, went to Zuma beach, went to the park to wait for the house inspector to leave and made/ate some classic Hamilton meals (shishkabobs, taquitos, Bubba burgers). 

We also took family pictures. You know what happens when a bunch of adults are trying to get 8 kids to look at the camera and smile?
This...
And this...
I really love my family. :) We don't have our childhood home to meet at anymore but we'll still manage to make great memories wherever we are.

Sunday, August 4, 2013

June 2013: Stacy's Wedding

I am so behind... this summer has been busy! I've been trying to decide how to put a wedding, a family reunion, a trip to Utah, my parents moving to South Africa, pregnancy updates, and Will updates all into a single blog post and today I decided that that is ridiculous. So I'm just going to break it up and go chronologically until I'm caught up.

Today's focus: Stacy's wedding!

My Aunt Stacy got married on June 22 in the Los Angeles Temple. In the week leading up to the wedding all of my mom's siblings and their families came to town (she's one of 9 so that's a big deal!) and Will and I got to party with my cousins, aunts, and uncles. Because of the age difference between my aunts and uncles some of my cousins are 10 years older than me and some of my cousins are younger than Will. So it was funny to see him playing with kids who are technically part of my generation.

On Thursday we went to Zuma Beach with everyone in town who could make it. We've been braving the beach a lot more this summer. Last year, Will was still a little too young to enjoy it. He didn't like the sand, he couldn't really move around to play, and the one time we went it was freezing cold and cloudy. Not fun. This year, however, he loves it. He could throw sand into a bucket of water for an hour--and he would if there weren't waves to distract him. He LOVES the water. He is completely fearless going into the waves. You know how most little kids run towards the waves, see them coming and run away laughing before they hit? Not Will. He runs towards the waves, I grab hold of him and he gets pommelled by a "giant" wave (ie. knee high for me, mid-chest for Will) as he laughs and screams his head off. Then I lug him up as far from the water as he'll let me, just so he has a little further to run and so the waves have time to recede and come back. It's tiring for me but he has so much fun. Luckily, the water is usually cold enough that after a little bit I can convince him to get out and get wrapped up in a warm towel.

Anyways, back to my extended family. We all went to the beach (Taylor had to work so Will and I went with my mom) and then everyone met up at my parents' house for swimming, burgers, and s'mores.

On Friday night, we went to a family dinner at my Great Aunt Kathy's house in Canyon Country. We had yummy pizza, my Aunt Kari made her famous chocolate chip cookies, Will played with my cousins, I met a bunch of my mom's extended family that I didn't know or knew their names but hadn't really met before, Taylor got to see my Great Uncle Bob's gun collection (he disappeared along with a handful of my uncles for part of the night and we couldn't figure out where they had gone!), and we got to meet Stacy's new in-laws. That's also where I took this gem of my new uncle... (Welcome to the family Dave) :)
And this cute picture of my two favorite boys...
On Saturday Stacy and Dave got married. They are both cry-babies. :) They cried happy tears the whole ceremony and Dave had to wipe his glasses a couple times. It was sweet and Stacy looked beautiful. So happy.
After the temple, the bride and groom took pictures and the rest of us went to Tito's Tacos. (Is this how my brain remembers events? By what food we ate?) All dressed up, including the little flower girls in cute white dresses, and greasy, authentic Mexican food. (I think we made it without any spills though!) And if that wasn't enough, my family (or at least those of us there: my parents, Taylor, Will and me) and the Evans family (my mom's sister Kari's family) also went to Diddy Riese by UCLA to get ice-cream cookie sandwiches. (If I didn't look pregnant at the beginning of the day, I certainly did by the end.) Then we went to the reception at my grandparents' house where there was more food, gelato, and desserts.

So basically, Stacy's wedding day was spent eating good food with lots of people that we like. Sounds like a great way to celebrate to me!

Some other pictures from the temple...

My parents, who just moved to South Africa on Thursday (more on that later).
This handsome guy who loves to hold his tie but hates to wear it.
And just to prove we were there too... (I guess when you say, "Press the button halfway to focus," you also need to say, "Look at the red dot to see if you're actually focusing on the people.") :)
Congratulations, Stacy and Dave!