First Baseball Lesson (and making up for lost blog posts)

Trey had his first "baseball lesson" with Daddy today. (This isn't normally the kind of thing I would post on here, because really Trey and Daddy were just playing, but since I've been so bad about posting lately, I figured why not.)

Trey has a little baseball toy that Santa Claus gave him in his effort to expose him to "boy" things - the Playskool Swing 'n' Score Baseball. The object of the game is to hit the baseball - either with the bat provided or with your hand - to swing the baseball around the center post of the toy. The electronic voice on the toy then exclaims, "Oh boy! You hit a double!" or "WOW! You got a triple!" or the obligatory "HOME RUN!" The single-double-triple-home run scoring does not necessarily seem to relate to how far you hit the baseball, but nevertheless, I suppose it teaches the fundamentals of America's game.

Trey has played with the toy before, and he likes the plastic bat provided with the toy, but he's never really put the two together before. So today, Daddy worked to officially teach Trey how to correctly use the bat. Trey got it, at least for a little while. We'll consider this his first baseball lesson. Many more to come over the years!

Big Boy

At school, Trey and his friends eat "family-style" at little round tables with short, little chairs. They feed themselves (spoons and all), and sometimes try to steal food from each other. Trey is so used to eating at the table that now, at home, he begs to eat at his "big boy" table instead of his high chair. When we tell Trey it's time to eat, or when we ask him whether he wants a snack, he goes directly to his "big boy" chair. And sometimes, when he's eating in his high chair, he points at the little table because that's where he would rather sit.



Trey's chairs at home are still a little too big for him to get in and out of on his own, but he still loves to sit there. It makes him feel like a big boy.

Happy Easter!

A day late, but better late than never!

Trey had a fun day of church, Easter lunch, and playing with family. After lunch and a nap (and a change of clothes), Daddy Tom took Trey to the park, where he had a blast splashing in the puddles left from the Easter-morning rain!

Trey did have a ball playing with his Easter eggs, and he loves the bath toys and book the Easter bunny brought him.

We hope everyone had a wonderful Easter!

Neglectful

Okay, I fully realize I've been neglecting this blog lately. Maybe it's because now that Trey is walking everywhere, there aren't as many new developments. Or maybe it's because I've been busy at work or otherwise preoccupied with things. Who knows. I promise I am a more attentive mother than I am a blogger. In any event, I know I need to do better here. I promise an Easter post shortly. And maybe one about talking!

Ready for Easter

Trey had lots of practice for Easter over the weekend, attending not one but TWO egg hunts! At first he didn't really understand the point of the whole event, and he never really mastered the concept of trying to collect as many eggs as possible, but he did get a lot of practice picking up brightly colored round objects lying on the ground. He really got the hang of it by the end of the weekend!

Trey also got to meet his friend Kate this weekend -- a younger woman! And he had plenty of playtime with Kacie and Mama C. All in all, it was a very busy (and exhausting) weekend!

Placebo effect?

It seems Trey may have inherited his mother's chronic cough. We hope not, but Trey has been coughing a lot lately. It got worse this week, so much so that it was keeping him up at night and disrupting nap time. It worried one of Trey's teachers so much so that she called Mommy yesterday afternoon to express her concern. Mommy dropped everything to take Trey to the doctor, only to hear it was only "normal" congestion. At least we don't have to fight Trey to give him any medicine.

Trey, however, seems to be better since the doctor's visit. Perhaps it is a placebo effect. The same teacher today remarked that Trey did not cough AT ALL when going down for a nap. So, hopefully the cough has passed...

Outside

We have learned in recent weeks that Trey absolutely LOVES being outside, and especially roaming around free. He can be in an apathetic mood or even fussy, but when we put him down to run around outside on his own, he immediately turns into the happiest little boy you've ever seen.

Often when we get home at the end of the day, Trey will stand at the front door, look through the glass panes, and BEG to go outside. He does this at other times as well when he is reminded that he is inside instead of out. In this way, our sunroom is the perfect play area for Trey. It "feels" like you are outside when you are, in fact, perfectly sheltered.

Trey's school teachers tell us that he loves going outside to play and cries when it's time to go in. Mama C has gotten in the habit of taking Trey to the park nearly every time she comes to visit, and now, if she doesn't immediately take him outside when she arrives, Trey gets upset. We're not entirely sure what is so appealing about the great outdoors, but Trey seems to absolutely love it.

Believe it or not, "outside" was Mommy's first word as a baby. We have no idea what happened to her . . . but perhaps Trey is taking after her in this regard, at least for now.