The Hannig Home

Most of my posts are about Luke.  I love my Benny boy just as much.  Here he is.  I love these pictures and I love this age (5 months).  He is such a snuggler and always wants to be held.  A mother's dream.  

This morning Luke awoke to Turkeys outside his bedroom window.  So far he's seen turkeys, deer, and woodchucks outside his bedroom window. 

Luke's funny words: 1.  Commote (= remote).  "Where's the Commote, Momma?" 2.  Wackers (= crackers). "Want some wackers, Momma." 3.  Weeping (= sleeping).  "No go weeping, Momma.  No WEEP!" (when he doesn't want me to sleep or doesn't want to go to bed himself) 4. Day me (= stay with me). "Day me, Momma.  Day." (when he doesn't want me to leave his room when it's bedtime) 5. Piddow (= pillow) 6. Bikes (= spikes).  "Got my bikes on, Momma.  Go play baseball." 7. Manna (= banana) 8. Widdow (= little) 9. Nodut ( = Doughnut) A sentence may sound like this: "Day me, momma, day widdow bit.  No go weeping, day me on this piddow."

Ben is almost 5 months old and has been able to roll from his back to his tummy for over a month.  But just in the past week or so he has started rolling from tummy to back as well.  So he is no longer stuck when he's on his tummy.  He can roll and roll and roll.  Today he was on his tummy in the middle of his bedroom and I went out to the kitchen for a while.  When I went back into his room he was no where to be found.  But oh, wait, there he is, under his crib.  He had rolled all the way under the crib and was on his back, talking away.  I told Luke to come into Ben's room to find his brother.  Luke looked and looked and looked - in the crib, behind the chair, on the changing table - but kept saying "Where's Ben, Momma?" (never mind Ben was talking and cooing really loudly).  Finally I gave Luke a little nudge and pointed under the crib.  And Luke found Ben.  

Me and the boys were out running today and when we were close to home I stopped running and said to Luke, "I have to walk.  My legs are so sore from the race."  He said, "Legs are sore, mamma?  Wanna put some Des'tin on them?  That feel good."  I suppose the only time we've used the term "sore" is in reference to his butt!  And Desitin always helps a sore butt...so why not sore legs?  :)

A few catch up posts simply so I can have record of these events.  Luke is 2 1/2 in 2 days.  I can finally say he knows all of his colors.  I thought he was color blind for a while b/c he couldn't get red and green.  But thanks to the book of colors from the Spicer library, he's got it all figured out now!  He's a funny boy, usually egged on by his dad, who teaches him to do and say all sorts of funny things.  In the morning when Paul is leaving for work, Luke will say to him, "Going to Rainbow, Dad?  Make cash money?"  He will rub his thumb and pointer finger together to signal 'making cash'.  And he still calls Rambow "Rainbow."  We went to The A'maze'n Farmyard in Eden Valley in August and Luke had a blast.  He LOVED the kitties, road on a pony, went on a train ride, went down a huge slide with me, sat on a big tractor, and ran with the baby goats.  We are going back this weekend with all his Dold cousins.  We can't...

I'm going to love this blogging stuff.  Here are some picture of the boys.  Luke loves being a big brother.  The minute I put Ben in the high chair Luke pulls up his chair and brings over toys so they can start playing together.  Luke also gives Ben tons of kisses and notifies us immediatlely if Ben has spit up (which happens often lately).  If we are in the car, I will pass back a burp cloth to Luke and he will gently (or sometimes not so gently) wipe off Ben's face and clothes.  It's nice to have a little helper.  Luke is also great at tuning Ben out, thankfully, since Ben hates his car seat.  Last night Paul asked me if I thought it was a good idea to get ear plugs for the car rides. Ben has finally found something to pacify him, other than nursing that is.  He won't take a Nuk, but he now sucks on his hand.  Maybe a thumb sucker on the way??!!  Yesterday he was on his back on the floor, rolled over, layed his head do...

Today I went to my second MOPS meeting (Mothers of Preschoolers).  It is every other Tuesday for 2 hours.  Luke sobbed when I left him in the "Moppets" daycare.  I had to let the teacher peel him off of me and run out the door before Luke saw me crying too.  But I LOVE the time with other wonderful moms who are giving up jobs, income, adult time, etc., to be home with their children - so much is gained.  And I am meeting new friends in Spicer!  Today we had a speaker who came to talk about Getting Organized.  This is my first takeaway - I'm going to start a blog.  I just can't keep up with writing in the two journals I have (one for Luke which I haven't written in since Ben was born, and one for Ben, which to be honest, hasn't even been purchased yet).  I am a fast typer, so this will save me time, and I can have a record of our lives and pictures to go with it - all which can be printed out someday and put in a book....