Truman is FIVE

Oh, the range of emotions that come with another birthday under our belts, especially when it comes to our first born because we are always entering uncharted territory parenting the oldest kid. In some ways it feels like Truman has been five ever since he started school in the fall but in other ways this birthday sort of snuck up on me. It felt both insignificant and monumental. He is so big and yet still so little, practically grown yet just getting started in life. But truly, March 1, 2010 doesn't seem like that long ago but it was still a different lifetime, too.

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The biggest change for Truman in the past year has been starting Junior Kindergarten, which is every weekday from 8:20-10:55. In those daily two and a half hours he has learned so much that it sort of boggles my mind. His brain is like a sponge soaking up everything new in school and besides the fact that he is learning SO MUCH, the more important point for me is that he loves school. As in, he frequently announces in the mornings that 'I can't wait to go to school,' and seems genuinely excited every Sunday night when he says, 'I wonder what the new letter will be tomorrow?!' They focus on one letter per week for sounds, writing, concepts, etc, and he just adores the structure of his classroom. And his teacher---he might have a little crush on her and pretty much idolizes her in a way. Oh, I hope he keeps up this excitement about school for the next…..thirteen plus years?

My boy.
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Our walk to and from school is not met without hazardous weather conditions.
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Things he has learned as a school boy: writing all of the letters much more legibly now, both upper and lower cases, writing numbers, writing words (!). He is drawing with more detail for his people and likes to tell a story with his pictures. The coolest new achievement is learning to read and this is something that has just started to happen in the past few weeks. I cannot tell you how proud we are of Truman as he sounds out words in books, words on signs, words in his world. He can read a few pages of a Spot the Dog book, and it's seriously the best watching his face light up as he figures out a word like, 'S-p-o-t and d-o-g'. He is constantly telling me things like, ''Time' starts with the letter 'T' like my name. And 'W' sounds like 'Wuh Wuh' not 'Duh Duh'. ' Truman loves to play the rhyming game when we say a word like 'at' and try to think of as many words that rhyme, or think of words that start with the same letter. But hearing him sound out words is more thrilling than I imagined it would be.

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He loves math and constantly asks me things like 'nine is more than eight, right mommy?' They've been working on counting to 100 in school, using scales to show 'more and less', and he can solve simple math equations. Right now he is truly obsessed with telling us the time, usually just reading digital clocks in the van or my phone but he is also trying to figure out 'hand clocks.' 'It's four-oh-six, mommy. I mean four-zero-six. Why do people say 'oh' for 'zero'?' Good question, buddy!

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Truman's teacher has said that our boy is a leader in the class, the other kids really like him, and he is happy and eager to learn. 'He is going places,' is what she told us at the last conference and my heart kind of wanted to burst right there. Because the academics will come with time, but the social aspect, learning to respect authority, follow the rules, interact in a group, and being a kind person are all parts of school (and life) that are SO important. And I think he pretty much has those core characteristics nailed down.

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I've seen him act as a mediator in a group, like when two of his friends were fighting over the same stick after school (yes, really---such strife as a five year old). Truman calmly said, 'Guys, you take turns. First you can have it for five minutes, then you switch and let him have it for five minutes.' The best part is that the other boys did listen to Truman and stopped fighting, although I'm not sure they bothered to stay interested in the stick for five more minutes.

My only concern is that Truman is such a nice guy, he doesn't always stick up for himself enough. For instance, his little group of guy friends are basically bursting at the seams when they are finished with class. They are so over sitting still and focusing that they have a perplexing amount of energy to burn, so running around the playground after class is a must (even when it's 0 degrees outside). Sometimes the guys get rough and like to push, tackle, slap, throw snowballs, etc. before the moms can intervene. It's all fun and games and they aren't trying to be mean to each other, but sometimes the dudes take it too far and someone gets hurt. When it's Truman, my mama bear comes out and just wants T to say, 'Hey, that hurt, don't push me again...let's play something else instead.' But usually he doesn't want to upset his friends or hurt their feelings, so he lets more slide than I'd like. I hope he feels confident enough to stand up for himself, without getting picked on in the process, and I just don't want people to take advantage of his kind nature. Big kid issues like fitting into a group, bullying, self-confidence, peer pressure....oh boy, the weren't kidding when they said the bigger the kid the bigger the problems!

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Other things Truman likes besides school: workbook mazes, memory matching games, Angry Birds, Skylanders, Ninja Turtles, playing soccer in our basement, running laps around our main level, and making his siblings laugh. Oh and 'potty talk' is really big right now. We try to keep the poop, pee, toilet, fart, and underwear talk at home and not at the dinner table but I'm not sure why it's so hilarious to push the envelope with this one. 'Don't poop in your pants, CC,' is followed by high-pitched squeals and laughter from his sister which is probably the whole point. Sometimes it gets to be really annoying to constantly hear things like, 'Don't fall over your pee! I just farted, you toilet head,' and other times it's just downright strange. I suppose it's normal after talking to other moms of 4-5 year olds, but still---the potty talk is out of control!

Indoor physical activity in the winter =  just don't break a bone!
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Truman loves his screen time but we really don't watch TV anymore since he prefers iPad or Xbox. If he eats breakfast, gets dressed, and brushes his teeth in the morning with time to spare he can get about 5 minutes of a show, usually picking Ninja Turtles or Ninjago. But otherwise, we don't turn on the TV and Tru adores his iPad games for his 1 hour of screen time after school/during CC's nap. Okay, sometimes 2 hours in the winter-survival-mode-months. The kid would play it for 8 in a row if I let him. He has all sorts of games on the iPad, mostly all Angry Birds stuff but also some educational ones like Starfall, letter tracing, and other phonics games. After his hour is up, he doesn't throw a fit anymore which is an improvement since last year:) We got Truman an Xbox 360 for Christmas, and Nate will play it with Truman on the weekends---they prefer Skylanders and he basically just got about 9 different Skylander dudes for his birthday. Was in total heaven and I have no idea what each little figurine can do, but apparently they are very cool. Besides the weekend Xboxing, we will sometimes do our Sesame Street game or Fruit Ninja during the week on my days home with the kids. I'm totally obsessed with Fruit Ninja, by the way. All for the physically active games that don't require a controller, when the Xbox Kinect can just sense your body and make the players move accordingly. See also: we seriously live in the future with this technology stuff.

Birthday morning: in heaven.
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T is still our pickiest eater by far, but I think he's getting a little better with trying new foods and not gagging on something that has an unsuitable texture (for him). Most mornings I will make everyone smoothies, and Truman used to gag if his smoothie had any seeds in it. So it was basically just bananas, pineapple, mango and yogurt with juice. But now he will drink the ones I make with strawberries, raspberries, and even spinach with some ginger snuck in there. Success! He still prefers the classic 'kid-friendly' meals like chicken nuggets, cheese pizza, hot dogs, grilled cheese, cheese quesadillas, and PBJ. He also loves deli turkey meat, apples, pears, bananas, yogurt, and any starchy carb under the sun. And sweets, duh, as he recently told me, 'I love sugar, mom.' WHO DOESN'T, child? Vegetables are few and far between around here for T but like I said in his four year interview, I don't get too worked up over food battles anymore. It will come with time, like it did for me over the years, and I simply don't have the energy to fight over food when doing dinners alone with three kids four nights out of the week. Someday Truman will eat salads and it will be glorious, but probably not until he is an adult;)

Such a great big brother. C and P are lucky to have him.
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Even lacking vegetables, the kid is growing like a weed. I haven't even made his 5 year well-child appointment, but super-accurate measurements at home reveal that he is 48 pounds and 46 inches tall. I think he grew almost 3 inches in this past year and is now in little boys sizes, 6-7 for shirts and 5-6 for bottoms, size 12 shoe. I still miss the days of shopping for Tru in the toddler section because the big boys stuff is just so....grown up and skateboard-y or something.

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On Truman's actual birthday, he went skiing for the very first time. Which was, of course, Nate's dream and every bit as magical as he could have hoped. Cecelia demanded to go along last minute, so Tony and Nate took both big kids to a ski hill 40 minutes away. I wasn't sure if Truman would be afraid, since just two years ago he didn't love to sled down bigger hills. But sure enough, he blew everyone away and LOVED it. He took a 90 minute lesson and then went down the bunny hills, pumping his fists when he reached the bottom. So basically he and Cecelia are already better skiers than I am;) He tells me he wants to go again and 'it wasn't hard, mommy.' Oh, I beg to differ, Tru!





He promptly passed out in the car on the way home, although it should be noted that he never naps anymore. Wakes up sometime before 6:55 when his clock turns yellow, but never comes out of his room until then. Also forces his sister to wait out the clock change even though she would likely be roaming the house if they didn't share a room, and thankfully she listens to Truman (most of the time). Bedtime is at 7:30pm and he usually can't make it through the entire routine before falling asleep. Anyway, he napped like this on his birthday. Oh, and he's in a booster seat now, too.



He requested yellow cake with chocolate frosting and sprinkles on his birthday, so I came through with that request and put a few of his Angry Bird game pieces on as toppers. We had pizza for dinner before this, his Yaya and Papa came over with more presents, and so he was not kidding when he said, 'This is the best birthday ever, mama.'
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His party is this weekend, and maybe I will just add a few pictures of the chaos once it happens. Truman has requested that I make Angry Bird royal icing cookies and I hope I can pull them off. We decided to make this our first 'kids only, see ya later, parents' party and hopefully we don't regret that decision with 7-8 little people running our house for a bit.

I didn't want too much time to pass without mentioning that our Truman is five and he is pretty much awesome. We love this boy so much and can't wait to see what the next year brings, but we are still in disbelief that another year has passed. He's the sweetest and his answer to 'who is your best friend' in the five year interview below makes me want to cry. Never lose your innocence, your charisma, your zest for life, and your kind heart, buddy. We love you beyond words.


Truman's Five Year Interview from Julia H. on Vimeo.


Love, Your Mommy
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Life Lately, Vol. 4

In an effort to blog more often, a random update is in order.

-Nate: has been working quite a bit of overtime lately, because he is teaching this semester in addition to working at hockey games, and he is just plain slammed at the clinic. It's a good kind of busy and won't last forever, plus he really loves his job and all of the 'extra' commitments it's requiring at the moment.

Also, I hurt my back last week and he fixed me right up like the top notch Physical Therapist that he is. I really appreciate his Sports Medicine mind for moments like last week---it really sucks to be injured and it seriously feels amazing to be well. Being on the other side of the patient-caregiver spectrum just solidifies my love for our profession. But I'll happily stick to treating my geriatric population instead of Nate's athletic population. And I'll keep my own personal PT around for future issues, until I'm actually geriatric--then I can treat myself no problem.

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-Me: besides my wonky back (has never happened before and I hope it never happens again!), I'm feeling like the extra solo parenting hours are not quite as jarring as they were in the past few months. Maybe we are just falling into a nice routine overall, or I'm getting used to doing four out of five weekday dinners alone and my fair share of bedtimes without my teammate, too. Whatever the reason, life with three is feeling more balanced and less chaotic, even when I'm totally outnumbered by my children. And forget what I said about not drinking during the week. That was ridiculous and unnecessary, silly Julia. Cheers!

Long week = picnic pizza party AND a movie. Yes.
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Me and my boo.
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Also, knowing that we are leaving for a four night trip to HOT AND SUNNY MEXICO in sixteen days does wonders for my mental state. Yes. Fist pump. Yes. Nate and I are going on a beach vacation with our friends Erin and Ben. No kids. (insert numerous emoticons here). All four grandparents will be here to spoil the children rotten and I will certainly miss their little faces, but oh----to have zero responsibilities, endless/uninterrupted sleep, and no need to wear a winter coat+boots+hats+other stupid cold weather gear? Glory glory alleluia. I just cannot even fathom and to say we are excited for this trip is the biggest understatement of the year.

Selfie to commerate the moment that my daughter confirmed I'm turning into my mother. 'You look like GoGo today, mommy. You have that hair bow (?) and that necklace (??). You look like her now.' Okay then!
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-Truman: our boy turns FIVE on Sunday and it's causing me to feel all of the feels. We've been parents for five years. Five years ago I was super pregnant with Truman and didn't know this special little being that is such a bit part of our lives now. How is this possible? It seems like yesterday and also a different lifetime when baby Truman entered the world.

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Truman is incredibly helpful and happy and seriously such a joy. We butt heads 1% as often as I do with his sister and watching him enter the 'golden years' of being a bigger kid makes me excited for the day when all of our children are ages 5-9. Well, at least until the teenage years hit, then I don't know if the years will seem quite so golden. Anyway, Truman isn't perfect, obviously but he's certainly one laid back, fun, relatively easy little dude.

He had the best parent teacher conference full of gems like, 'He is just a great kid and will do something big someday.' We love our first born so much, and I'm having fun planning his birthday party--our first time doing a drop and go 'kids only' party. Eight five years olds can't be TOO wild, right? Truman requested Angry Birds cookies so I'm gearing myself up to attempt these royal icing beauties. Wish me luck!

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Seriously, the best big brother ever.
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Building up his 'ceps by practicing holding little brother alone.
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Oh, and speaking of cookies, I saw this pin on Pinterest and have deemed this recipe my newest favorite of all chocolate chip cookies. It's worth the hype, my friends.

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-Cecelia: I'm *finally* starting to work on Cecelia's second year album (as in 13 months through 24 months...super behind, obvi) and can't help but smile when I read back all of my old blog posts about our girl. She's still our little firecracker, but it seems like her emotional meltdowns have come down a notch from where she was even just six months ago. Or again, maybe I don't get quite as flustered when she is hysterical over not being able to properly fix her baby doll's diaper, or when she screams at the top of her lungs for what seems to be a half of an hour because I told her 'no' to candy for breakfast. Our biggest struggle is still getting her to use her words instead of melting into a puddle of tears when she is frustrated. Some days are better than others, but overall she has just become so freaking hilarious and entertaining. I mean, she may or may not sing the chorus to Outkast's 'Ms. Jackson' in the most adorable, high pitched baby voice ever. Let's just say we have been rediscovering some of mommy's favorite college songs together.

Best day of her life: pajama day at Lori's, Valentine's Day party at Lori's, and a new heart necklace from Lori. And still getting suckers occasionally for potty training. #winning
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Wearing my 1980's Breckenridge dress and very into posing for the camera.
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So this is a new thing, too. 'Playing baby' just entered a new dimension as she demands that I cart her around in the carrier. No wonder I hurt my back, huh?
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Truman took this one. Thanks, T!
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She and I went for a run yesterday and it was a mere 14 degrees outside. We wore about 87 layers of clothing combined and I had to ask her to get out and walk during a part of our adventure, when we were on a little forest trail by a river and the BOB did not fit through the trees as well as I had hoped. It was a highlight of the day for some reason, probably because the bonding moments between me and my girl don't happen nearly enough---but they are really good for both of us when we make it a point to have our mother-daughter time. The entire point of the run, aside from busting up some of the cabin fever in the fresh air, was for us to find CC's beloved ducks. Well, the ducks are smarter than us and were hiding from the cold but me and my girl still had a fun time outside together. And then we got Starbucks randomly because we both had to use a bathroom, so obviously it was declared a win all around.

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Hmm, we might resemble each other sometimes.
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Best big sister...even when we are all a little bit frightened of our Cecelia.
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-Porter: we are sleep training baby boy and it's going better than expected. My friend Hannah sent me a summary of what an actual sleep nurse told them to do for their youngest babe. I'd describe it as a structured plan that does include some crying but we aren't following it as closely as we probably should. Nap training came first and we are always laying him down awake now, sticking to two naps at roughly 8:30 and 12:30. And apparently he really likes this schedule because he will take a morning naps that lasts about 30-45 minutes, then a KILLER afternoon nap that can be three freaking hour or longer. Insane, right?

Night times are still hit or miss but we haven't caved and given him a bottle in the past three nights. This is huge, people. (Here is where I will justify our lack of feeding to myself by saying that he is consuming SO much formula and also table food during the day that he truly does not need to eat more at night at seven months old. If he was nursing I don't think I could be quite as convinced of this.) Some of the nights he has slept straight through for eleven hours without a peep. Some of the nights he will wake up and fuss a bit, but nothing that warrants even a check in by us because he falls back to sleep within five minutes. Those are not the norm just yet.

The past two nights he has woken up and expected a bottle. Saturday night he was up for a total of 50 minutes and needed one check by Nate after 10 minutes---which ended up making him even more mad than if we just left him alone, watching him on the monitor instead. But after those 50 minutes of wakefulness, he did sleep until 7 am the next morning. Last night Porter was up for almost two freaking hours total, happily talking, then fussing, occasionally crying a bit, playing with his sleep sac, squealing, etc. Again, I'd watch him like crazy through the monitor to make sure he wasn't smashing his head into the crib or something painful, and I did send Nate in there one time. I freaking love when babies are curled up sleeping, all angelic and perfect-looking.

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Nate has no issue whatsoever sleeping through Porter's fussing, and he is much more level-headed about sleep training in general (i.e. he doesn't believe that we will scare the boy for life by letting him fuss, and he tends to think that Porter will still love me in the morning if I don't give him a bottle). Dads are good for rational thinking, no? I mostly just lay there and stare at the monitor the entire time he is awake, feeling somewhat guilty for not feeding him but grateful that he isn't totally freaking out. Pretty sure Cecelia totally owned us with 'sleep training' and I don't think we even gave it a half-hearted effort with Truman.

Anyway, Porter seems to be learning the way of sleep and it's pretty amazing. Keep up the good work, buddy!

Another Truman image. He really does love my big camera as much as I love Porter's smooshy cheeks.
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In this same vein, the other day at Target I had disposable diapers, formula, and store-bought baby food in my cart and I had to chuckle at myself. What in the world would the Julia of 2010 think about this new found path my parenting? It's one that is decidedly less 'crunchy' and includes more disposables than cloth (although yes, we still use CDs, too), one that includes formula for a baby that wouldn't nurse past 6 months, and one that includes store-bought purees instead of only homemade stuff? It mostly boils down to convenience and the fact that as our third baby, Porter is probably getting a different version of me as a mom than Truman did at seven months. AND THAT IS OKAY, as I've always been a middle-of-the-road type of mom and a big fan of going with what works, being flexible, and not judging others who choose differently for their kids. And every kid is so different, blah blah blah.

But I might have been surprised to know that someday I'd have a cart full of fairly expensive baby essentials. It used to be so important to me to save money with cloth and breast milk and homemade baby food. Now it's important for me to remain sane within the chaos while creating more time in each day, somehow. And sleep is more important than it was before but I don't think I can buy that in a store. I didn't see 'unbroken sleep' on the Target shelves, at least.

Ah, the metamorphosis of motherhood choices with subsequent children. Such an interesting topic and one that probably deserves more attention than just this haphazard paragraph. But yeah, my Target cart was a light bulb moment that proves things have changed over time. And change is good. This little nugget is teaching me so much each day, like how babies taking sink baths will always be perfection. Add in sock lines and a chin dimple? I'm a goner.

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Back to Porter for a second: he's sleep training but also he got his first tooth, he's sitting up a lot better, and he's still basically the most delicious, perfect, ovary-punching baby ever. I don't know what we did before he came along with his big ears and big blue eyes and new-found hair on the top of his giant head. ZOMG he is just the best. And as I said on Facebook, 'I will not have favorites, I will not have favorites, I will not have favorites.' But dang it, Porter, stop being such a sweet baby that doesn't talk back or require discipline! No don't, just kidding. I can handle your baby-sweetness, promise.

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So yeah, these three rock my world. So much personality packed into those little/big bodies.
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That's our life lately. Totally riveting, I know.
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