Thursday, September 28, 2006

All Ready!!

OK- baby girl DeWitte can arrive anytime now. Her room is finally ready for her! It only took 3 coats of paint (plus 1 coat of primer) to cover the green that was originally on the walls. We really hope the baby doesn't turn out to be a boy because neither Matt nor I feel like repainting. Yes, I helped paint- it was well ventilated! (I painted our bedroom when I was pregnant with Isaac and he seems fine....)
There are no curtains or pictures on the walls, but at least everything is painted and her crib is set up.


pretty in pink -which was the first color Isaac learned, (Matt quickly taught him blue)


Isaac is looking out the window at the "big trucks" next door- the neighbors are building a sunroom which has offered many hours of entertainment for him!

Grandpa- I painted the cradle you made white- it looks so cute with her other furniture!

Isaac wonders why his chair has been moved to a different room.

Don't worry we are planning on replacing it with a blue couch- the one I had in college- I'm sure he'll be thrilled!

We are now a 2 crib family!!
Isaac knows that this is where the baby will sleep, but for right now he likes us to put him in it so he can use it as a trampoline

Thursday, September 21, 2006

Sunglasses

Isaac's newest word is glasses.

Isn't he so cute?






So is his daddy!

Thursday, September 14, 2006

He tells it like it is

Even with his limited vocabulary, Isaac has been getting quite good at putting his ideas together. Most of his talking still constists of pointing at objects and naming them, but here are a few things he's said lately that have been cute:


1. OK- I will admitt that in the mornings I like to sleep in as long as possible. I often let Isaac play in our room so I can get a few more minutes of rest. I also enjoy a good afternoon nap when I can sneak one in. And being 37 weeks pregnant- I don't feel guilty. That is until every time Isaac comes in our bedroom now he looks at the bed and says "mommy, night-night. "


2. Isaac has this adorable duck towel (made by Aunt Jodi) that he obviously uses after his bath. The other day Matt accidentally ripped one of the duck feet off the towel. Now when Isaac sees the towel he says: "guck, broken, dada"

3. Last night Isaac was bouncing on our bed. I was laying there watching the news ("mommy, night-night") All of the sudden he bounced a little too close to the edge, fell off, and hit his head on the window frame. Ouch!! For the rest of the night he would touch his head and say "owie, fall, bouncie" and sometimes he would add "Dutch"- who of course was also laying on the bed at the time.

Sunday, September 10, 2006

Happy Grandparent's Day!


That's right- in case you didn't know today is Grandparent's Day. Sorry- I didn't send out any cards, but Isaac would like to give a big shout out to all his Bapas! He loves you and looks at pictures of you every day!!

Grandpa DeWitte- Portland, ME
Grandma DeWitte- Stone Ridge, VA
Grandpa Sternberg & Great Grandpa and Grandma Sternberg- Overisel, MI
Grandma Sternberg- Portland, ME

Grandma Sprick-Hamilton, MI

"Only be careful, and watch yourselves closely so that you do not forget the things your eyes have seen or let them slip from your heart as long as you live. Teach them to your children and to their children after them. " Deuteronomy 4:6

Monday, September 04, 2006

Say What?





On Friday we went to Panera for lunch. Sadly, this in itself was actually an exciting experience for me. The closest Panera being over a half an hour hour away doesn't exactly make going there very convienent. Ahh, how I miss Northern Virginia. Anyway, while we were there Isaac wanted to try some of our "juice". Up to this point, I have not been able to get the kid to drink from a straw, but apparently all he needed was little motivation. I guess the desire to have some Dr. Pepper was all the inspiration he needed. After he took a nice long drink, he looked up and said "pop." Now, since we moved away from Michigan 6 years ago I have pretty much stopped saying pop (its way cooler to say soda...) so I have no idea where how he knew that. I guess he's a mid-west boy at heart!




I was looking through some old pictures with Isaac today and I think I answered the question about who taught him about pop!