Baby Duex

So the king may be dethroned by the end of the year... we're pregnant again and due late November, so that puts me at about 15 weeks. The doctor thinks it's looking like it might be a girl, but he's not really feeling confident enough to declare it so quite yet. Here's a picture of an ultrasound taken last week:

Trevor is pretty unaware at this point. When I tell him there's a baby in my tummy he either humors me by nodding his head and pointing or shakes his head no because obviously I've gone a little nuts. His biggest association for 'baby' is 'baby cries' and 'baby sleeping, quiet, shhhh'. So he seems to have an already pretty accurate view of things.

In the meantime I'm on summer break right now and trying to catch up on all sorts of things I've been feeling behind at home with the past couple months. It's getting warm, but not to the point of agony or anything yet. Trevor has taken to the kiddie pool again and I'm meaning to get him out to try the outdoor one on base pretty soon. He also has become quite skilled at using a hose, thanks to his thoughtful Grandpa Steve during their last visit. We've been having fun with him--he's very talkative and turning into a real little boy. It's hard to picture him as a baby now.

Last week I took Trevor in for his two year appointment, so we have his latest stats:

Height: 35 inches (between 50th and 75th percentile)

Weight: 28 lbs (just under 50th percentile)

Head Circumference: 20 inches (between the 90th and 95th percentiles)

So his head continues to be his most distinguishing trait : ) I was noticing the other day how it seems easier for him to wear his sunglasses on his waist than on his head... we're expecting great things...

Officially a "2T"

Trevor turned two yesterday and seemed to have not too terrible of a day. We took him to Starbucks for breakfast where he was able to load up on chocolate milk, scone and some of my donut before heading out to the park. Since it's starting to get dumb hot here, he had most of the park to himself. So ample room for climbing and chasing birds. The birds still managed to get away somehow... maybe it's his approach--running and saying "Hi Bird!"



We had our Trevor Two Celebration that evening--which for him meant part of a hot dog and more sugar. He was pretty on top of blowing his candles out and got them snuffed before the "Happy Birthday" song even ended. And no problem with eating cake and ice cream this year--he dug right on in. And he was delighted to find that the cool boxes decorated with balloons and elmos and balls had stuff in them too.


















Trevor and his Elmo minions.

Mmm... Fair...

Ridgecrest had one of it's many Fairs this weekend, so we went mostly to look at animals and eat fair food. They actually had a monkey, a parrot, a wolf, and some tigers there this time. We missed out on whatever the main show was, but Trev was pretty enamored just to see them live. He was pretty interested in watching a flying elephant ride too... I'm not so sure how solid his concept of elephants are yet because he'd run back and forth to look at those animals and then the live ones.


Eating dinner--he actually managed to eat half of the whole corn dog


















And ice freezie--between having this and seeing the animals he was running around in circles while maniacally laughing for a good little bit.

Starting to pull his weight

But, you have to consider that his weight is still only about 26 pounds...

Here's Trev helping John mow the lawn.

And Trev helping with pancakes this weekend. He seemed to like the stirring the best...

Dropping the batter...

Enjoying the finished product...

And for those of you who just can't get enough of pancake making, here's the video:

Construction Zone

We have lots of progress on our office nook/ hall bath area project! While my dad was visiting he went ahead and knocked down a bunch of walls, tore out our old (pink tile) sink, and framed in the new and improved walls.
Trevor thought the whole process was super exciting. When he first saw Grandpa trying to rip out the trim he said "Uh-oh!", but then when it was off he started clapping and saying "more!". Luckily, he learned quick to only hammer the walls that I approved for hammering--no bonus Trevor holes made after Grandpa was so inspiring.















John and his mad plumbing skills...














Most of the framing happened when John and I were in Vegas for the weekend. Trevor had his first overnight without the parents experience and evidently was a joy to watch. They let him run around with huge hammers and help knock down more walls... and I guess he also was a big fan of the sawza. My mom said that when they returned home after being out of the house, Trevor would run to the construction and say 'more'--so he worked hard at keeping his Grandpa on task.




















John and I had a good trip to Vegas. We even stayed up until midnight one night... pretty extreme... We saw Mystere, John played some poker, I shopped, and we came out a whole five bucks or so ahead on the slots. The most noticeable freedom was going out to eat and not having to make sure we can get in and out in such a hurry.

We were welcomed back with a happy greeting form Trevor, which was followed by him turning to my dad to wave and say "bye bye Grandpa".

Happy Easter

We went to the Easter egg hunt on base last weekend--tons of kids! They threw a bunch of eggs out into a large grass area and then let the kids go out in their age groups to 'find' them.














Holding on to the rope before the 'start' signal...




















Trevor found an egg!...















And then decided to throw it back on the ground again... so daddy came to help. They ended up finding a total of three eggs when they joined forces in the hunt. The next portion of the morning involved Trevor crying and refusing to tie his balloon down to something. Then crying because his balloon floated away... Balloons are very tricky.
So moving on...

Trevor did not seem to trust the Easter bunny... he stared at him a bit, decided something was not quite right and then moved on.

By the time Easter morning came, he had the plastic eggs figured out. Turns out he did want to keep them long enough to find out what's inside. He got an Easter elephant this year because elephants are very cool, and an Easter bear dressed up as bunny. They are all now best friends and want to go everywhere together.

My parents are out visiting for the week (but managed to stay out of pictures during Easter). Trev seemed to remember them right away and took to them again very quickly. Grandpa has now taught him to play baseball and hammer walls, while grandma has taught him to beg for chocolate more regularly. He seems to enjoy all these activities thoroughly.

Manly things and Easter Eggs

I thought the picture the left would make Grandpa Steve proud--playing both football and basketball at the same time. He's very into balls now--throwing them and yelling 'catch!' (still working on the act of catching though). On the right is when he found 'mommy shoes'. I was pretty impressed, he found them in our room and then walked in them all the way into the kitchen.



Here's a video of Easter egg dying. It was a bigger hit than I'd guessed. Trev got to giggle hysterically at dropping the little dye pellets in vinegar and 'oooooo-ed' at the eggs as they turned colors. The kit came with paints too, but he seemed to appreciate the quality of eggness and believed that the paints and stickers took away from its pureness. Trevor is a very deep little boy.