Micah at 19 Months

Micah turned 19 months several days ago. He’s gained a pound in a month, which is great!! He’s practically running now and rarely sits still unless he’s watching his favorite video, “Praise Baby.” He absolutely loves to go outside & is not afraid to climb on any & everything. He loves shoes & cell phones, as well as his little stuffed animals that he has in his crib. Every morning I can hear him playing & talking to his little animals before I go get him from his crib.

He’s saying a few more words like “teeth,” “cracker,”"fish,” & “cheese,” and he loves to sing his “Thank You, Jesus” prayer before he eats. And he still enjoys babbling & squealing to hear his own voice.

“Mimi for President!”

This morning I took the boys with me to vote. As we were getting ready to go, I was explaining to Landry what it means to vote & how the process works…and no, I don’t mean the electoral college & all that stuff; just the basics. Anyway I was telling him that it’s time for us to vote for a new President and then I asked him, “Are we going to vote for John McCain and the Republicans?” Then he adamantly replied, “No…Mimi!!”

Pretty Little Girl

The next day after the disastrous haircut (see previous post) Micah, Landry, and I were doing our weekly shopping at Walmart. As we were checking out, the cashier lady was talking to the kids as they usually do…we love our Walmart! (They are always so friendly, it’s always clean, and is rarely crowded.) Anyway, the lady had been talking to Landry, but then noticed Micah sitting in the front of the basket.

She said, “Well you sure are cute! What’s your name?” Of course, Micah just smiled at her, so I replied, “Micah.” She then stated, “What a pretty name for a pretty little girl!”

I chuckled to myself, knowing that we had just given poor Micah a girlie haircut the night before, but decided not to say anything as not to make the lady feel bad. However, Landry quickly responded, “He’s not a girl!! He’s a boy!” The cashier lady didn’t say anything, so Landry again said emphatically, “Micah’s NOT a girl!! He’s a boy!” The lady said, “Well, Micah’s a nice name for a boy or a girl.”

Well, I couldn’t help myself, but I busted out laughing!! I could tell she felt a little embarrassed and I felt bad, so I explained that we had just given him a haircut the night before & that we too thought he looked a little like a girl. She didn’t seem to think it was as funny as I did, but I really could not help myself! It was quite hilarious!

(By the way, he was wearing a dark blue shirt with a helicopter on it…about as “boy” as you can get!)

Never Trust Daddy with the Scissors

It was a normal evening in the Linn household. Our bellies were full from dinner, the boys had picked up their toys, and we were about to start their bath. Then suddenly, after I noticed Micah’s hair line invading his eyes, I had an idea. “Let’s give Micah a hair cut” I said. “He’s probably getting tired of those bangs getting in his eyes.” So without his consent I hauled him off to the bathroom. This wasn’t going to be an easy task. I was going to need some help. So I recruited Gina for the job. She would hold and distract him for me while I displayed my barber skills with the scissors. Before I began Gina made a small request that caused hesitation in my actions. She pleaded, “Now don’t give him a chili-bowl hair cut.” As those words echoed in my head I became confused about my plan of attack. “Then how am I supposed to cut his hair?” I thought to myself. “His head and flat hair were tailor-made for a chili-bowl cut.” After Gina and I agreed that there was no other way to approach this task, I began to cut. Snip, snip, snip went the scissors right across his forehead. Strands of hair were falling to the ground and poor Micah didn’t even put up a fight. It was as if he knew he was already defeated. As I made the last few snips I began to feel uneasy about my finished product. My feelings were confirmed when Gina, with a sad voice, exclaimed, “Oh no! Look what you did! He looks like a girl!”

“Sorry, Micah. I still love you.” -daddy

Micah at 18 Months

I know I’m a few weeks behind, but…Micah is now 18 months old!  …And finally walking!!  He’s doing awesome and walking is now pretty much his primary mode of transportation!!  We even went camping last weekend (which is another post for another day) and he did so well walking on the uneven ground over rocks & sticks & inclines.  He is still pretty adventurous and loves to be outside.  He still loves playing with Landry and his big boy cars as well as throwing balls…and well, throwing just about anything including his cup, food, matchbox cars & blocks.  He likes to scribble on Landry’s DoodlePro, as well as with crayons & pencils and actually holds them the right way.  We might just have another budding artist.

He’s enjoying his Children’s Day Out 2 days/week & no longer objects when I drop him off.  He’s making all kinds of new friends and his teachers think he’s sweet.  He now has 8 teeth & I think a few more on the way,  based on how much he “chews” on his fingers.  He’s still a tiny guy, just a few ounces shy of 20 pounds, but we’re working on that.  And he loves to hear his voice, although we still aren’t quite sure what he’s saying most of the time.

Field Trip to the Pumpkin Patch

Yesterday I was able to be a chaperone on Landry’s preschool field trip to the Pumpkin Patch. It was nice to have some one-on-one time with Landry. We had a great time and the weather was absolutely PERFECT!! I’m loving the fall!!

We got to go on a hayride and since Landry loves tractors, he thought it was the best.

Then we ran around the field searching for the perfect pumpkins. Landry found 2 “perfect” pumpkins which we will soon put out to decorate our front porch.