Anna's Nursery

I finally got Anna's nursery finished this weekend. After waiting until Benjamin was out of the room and settled into his "big boy bed" for long enough, 5 coats of yellow (and learning you should use a primer when painting yellow over lavender) and a small hiatus from painting when I was having dizzy spells b/c of some thyroid problems I FINALLY was able to finish! I'm really pleased with the results and am excited to have a room just for Anna now! It's also really exciting for me to get to have a nursery all the way done the way I wanted since I never did when Benjamin was a babe with all the moving we did. Without further ado, here's my hard work.....





Do you notice anything extra in this picture?!?!?!

If you didn't catch it, that's Benjamin climbing on the crib looking down on his baby sister! I don't know if you can see it, but that's a little rocking whale next to the crib. It was/is Benjamin's and when I moved it into the nursery, Benjamin started dragging it back out and very calmly stated, "That Mine Big Boy whale. Not go in Anna's room." I explained that we had too many toys in the living room and he could play with it all the time in this room too and he seemed fine with leaving it be (for now anyway). :)


And here he is watching her some more as she checks out her mobile!


He is such an AMAZING loving brother!



And here's sweet Anna sleeping in her bed for the first time! Isn't she precious?

Hey Kelly, do you notice anything special in her bed?


This is just a funny picture I had to share. I put her in this seat after she nurses b/c she is my little spit-up queen. Last night when I put her in it, she sat up in it and wouldn't lay back. It was like she was saying, "I'm too big for this Momma!"


Finally, here are the latest Benjamin funnies. He is talking more and more, so they are coming quickly and keep me laughing! :) You can skip if you want, I mostly just wanted to include it so I wouldn't forget it!


We have been watching a lot of Olympics and when the gymnastics is on and they are tumbling he throws himself all over the place and rolls around on the floor mimicking the athletes! When they do the high bar/uneven bars he shouts out "Like monkeys, Momma!" and continues to say they are like monkeys as they show the athlete waiting for their score!


He is becoming quite inquisitive and asks the following questions many times a day:
"That good Momma?"
In a perfect New York accent, "Cha doin?" (What are you doing?)
"Is that? Is that?" (Asking what something he sees is or more commonly and harder to figure out asking what a sound he hears is.)


He is very interested in his boo-boos lately. He gets one and remembers for a whole week usually. He checks on them several times a day and will usually start by saying "Is that Momma?" "That mine owie?" and then we discuss where it came from (which he almost always remembers). Finally he gives me a very serious expression and says, "Mine O.K. Momma. Not hurt. Mine owie not hurt me."


Benjamin really enjoyed our time in Charleston. When the beach is mentioned some how, he usually responds with, "Go Beach? Go Charleston now? Please go back Charleston?" Dave may have to go back for a few days for work soon and we were discussing it after he came home today. Without realizing Benjamin was even paying attention, the moment we said Charleston his eyes lit up and "Go Charleston Daddy?" came out of his mouth. After Dave said no we couldn't go, he preceded to beg, "PLEASE go back Charleston!"


Just this past week Benjamin has been trying to get his way by intentionally crying/whining and laying face down on the floor. It's very obvious that he is doing a fake cry (it sounds like a whine and he scrunches his face all up) and if it weren't obvious enough, he always explains to us what he's doing: Fake waaaa, "Mine crying. Mine laying on the floor."


This last one happened tonight. He is constantly using his feet (and has since he was in my belly). We have an on-going battle of him kicking us while we are eating and putting his feet on the table. I gave him about 5 warnings tonight at dinner to stop putting his feet on the table. After the fourth time I told him that was his last chance and if he did it again he would have to get down and wouldn't get to eat dinner anymore (he was mostly done anyways). Well of course he got a little awnry grin and put his foot right up on the table. I told him that he wasn't allowed to do that once again and that now he had to get down from the table. He then preceded to throw a big fit. When he does this I have found that it works really well to explain to him that he has to go into his room and have some quiet time until he calms down and then I will come get him. It almost always works. Tonight when I went to get him he was still whining a little bit and so I opened the door and asked "Are you calmed down now?" His response: "Mine not happy Momma. Mine crying" I couldn't help it and started laughing like crazy! :)