Big Personality for Such a Little Boy

It seems like for every inch Judd grows, his

personality grows a foot.  He has very distinct

tastes and doesn't hesitate letting us know what

he does and doesn't like.  Judd loves fishing and

everything he catches is a whale.  He loves whales.

 

He loves hanging out with his Dad.  He likes going

places and his favorite ride is "Dad's truck." Mom's

car is fine but Dad's old, white Toyota is pretty much

the coolest thing ever.

 

He has this special way that he wants Dad to lay

when snuggling and getting ready for bed.  We

can't figure out his system. He pushes Scott's legs

around until they are "just so" and at some

parallel angle to the moon or something.  He

won't rest until it is just right. 

 

If I can't find Judd it usually means he has

crawled out the dog door and escaped to the

backyard or I left the dryer door open and he

has found his very own cave. 

 

On a regular basis Judd will pull out his

pretend "binoculars" and look at something.

 

I have the hardest time getting Judd to eat.

I tell him that little boys can't survive on

just yogurt.  Every now and then he

pulls the most random thing out of the fridge

and insists that is what he wants to eat.

Usually Judd is chasing the dogs around

with his pirate sword but sometimes his

tender heart makes a brief appearance.

Otis cut his foot when he was digging

so Judd found my dish towel all by

himself and was fixing Otis' "owie." 

 

I don't think the Lone Ranger's horse ever

tried to eat the reins but Otis is still a pretty good sport.

 

 
He even let Judd stash his revolver for safe keeping.

He is always rigging up some kind of pulley system.

It's not surprising to find his trucks hoisted up in the air

in some kind of yarn web woven through the kitchen chairs. 

I love this picture! After he climbed the stairs at the Temple he

leaned down and listened at the door.  :)

Judd is a "scoop" man.  He loves tractors and

dump trucks but his favorite are scoops. He

puts many, many miles on his toy scoops

and I always have a hole full of dirt in the process

of being dug or filled back up.

 

We have been trying to explain that he is going

to be a big brother.  The idea he grasped from

all of it is now he has a big Daddy scoop, a Mommy

scoop, and a little baby scoop.

Instead of a teddy bear he sleeps with his baby scoop.

 

He also gives his scoops rides in the stroller

so maybe that is progress. 

Family Pictures 2012

Family pictures are so stressful for me. I seriously agonized for

weeks about what we should all wear. Would we look like we

went together but not too matchy? Then I worried

about where to have them taken, if the weather was going

to be good, if Judd was going to cooperate.

Would I look like I was stressed out....?

But for some reason I love having family pictures.  I take tons
of pictures of Judd (just ask Scott) but I like having ones of
all of us together.  I feel like Judd is growing up so fast and
we will never have this moment together again so I want to
somehow capture it forever.  Too cheesy or dramatic?
Probably, but that is how I feel.

Luckily, Judd was in good spirits for about the

first half of the time so we got these cute ones

of him.  Of course, he somehow managed to

scratch his head a few days before.  The

lady who took the pictures said she could

photo shop it out - but by then I was attached

to how accurate it is of our little boy...

If you look closely, you can see the half-eaten 

Smarties that I was bribing him with..

The fun story behind the photo is that there are 

technically four of us in the picture.  We had just

found out for sure this afternoon that we were expecting again.

Love this little boy.  

Love my little family.  

Time Together

I love Christmas. 

 I think it is a combination of being together, mixed with 

anticipation, and everyone just seems happier and nicer

 to each other.  Maybe it's because we all take time to 

remember what's really important. Whatever the reason, 

it's my favorite time of the year.

This year was so much fun.  Judd was old enough that he got

 excited about things. He always wanted to hold the 

 "Ho Ho with deer horns" (better known as Santa in his sleigh with

 a reindeer.) He loved getting our Christmas tree.  

It was a great adventure.

After we got our tree, Judd kept saying "Chop it down!"

He was sure that every 'pine cone' (evergreen tree)

 needed to come to our house.  

He also got his very own "scoop."

I don't know who was more excited for 

Christmas morning, me or Scott.

  

Judd loves 'diles' (crocodiles) and 'soars' (dinosaurs).
We watch Ice Age: Dawn of the Dinosaur several times 
a day because not only does it have dinosaurs but it has 
one that looks like a crocodile. We have been working on
 brushing our teeth (he pretty much hates it) but apparently
 must think it is important enough to inflict on 
his Momma and baby 'dile'. 

I'm pretty impressed with Judd's throwing skills.  In the 

mornings he calls for me to get him out of bed.  In the

 meantime, he entertains himself by throwing all of his stuffed

 animals out of the crib.   He is getting surprisingly accurate

 at "making a basket" in the recliner. 

Judd is starting to instill some fear in the dogs,

 mostly Foxy. He thinks it is great fun to chase them 

around the house.  I think if I were the size of a

 basketball, I would run from him too.

He does have a soft, quiet side to him too.

It's just not as readily apparent.  I wish this picture was

 brighter but he was sharing his bottle with the stuffed lion.

(Which is saying something, because he takes his bottle

 and binky very seriously. It's about time for him to say 

goodbye to his bottle and binky but I just haven't had

 the heart to take them away,)

He is supposed to only have them when he is napping

 or at bedtime but I think some days we don't make

 as much progress as we should... :/

We also found some snow boots at the thrift store
that he thinks are pretty much the best thing.
He calls them his "awesome boots."  Literally.
He wants to know know why he can't wear his
"awesome" ones to church....

His obsession with hats continues. 

My elliptical that is in the living room so it 

can be "conveniently used",  is now

 used as his hat rack. I would have taken a picture but then 

you would see how much dust was on it and you would know 

that I don't use it as much (or ever) 

as I should and that I dust even less....

He loves 'naculars', (binoculars)

and gloves,  

and playing with things he isn't suppose to....

We wouldn't trade him for the world.....

Judd Turns Two

I can't believe my baby is two.  He is such a
fun little boy.  He loves most machines that you can
ride on such as tractors, backhoes, bobcats...
His favorite animal at the moment is crocodiles. 
I found a Crocodile Hunter DVD and now we get to watch "dile"
at least once a day. (sometimes more if it doesn't get "lost".)



He loves anything outdoors. 
Flowers, dirt piles, bugs, antlers....

 "smelling" his flower.

 

He also loves anything sweet. 

(I think he gets his sweet tooth from me.)

Tookies (cookies), cream (ice cream or frosting), the

marshmallows from Lucky Charms...-nothing is safe.  He even

knows where I keep my gum in my purse and raids it constantly.

 

He has recently discovered the library and loves it.

It's crazy- he totally put the headphones on by himself.

How do they know?!

 

 

This is Judd's hat that is "just like his Dad's"

(notice the antlers that he feels like he needs to pack around.

I use to not worry so much but he accidentally stabbed Scott in

the eye with a butter knife.  Now I worry more about all the sharp,

pointy objects that he insists on playing with.)

 

He felt like Otis needed a turn wearing the hat.