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"Great things are brought about and burdens lightened through the efforts of many hands “anxiously engaged in a good cause.” Imagine what the millions of Latter-day Saints could accomplish in the world if we functioned like a beehive in our focused, concentrated commitment to the teachings of the Lord Jesus Christ." M. Russell Ballard October 2012 General Conference

Saturday, April 6, 2013

Kyle Brandt is 19 months Old!

Ok in like 4 days but since I have been so behind on blogging I wanted to get this done especially so that I won't forget these things.

Ow-more like oooowwww or oooowwwweee has become Kyle's new favorite word.  He says it all the time when he is mad or frustrated and when he is hurt.  He also says it when he is hanging on my leg and wants to be picked up.  He says it when we put him in car seat.

I am so not loving the fit throwing and body arching that he doing when he is not getting his way.

He tells me he is done when he is ready to get out of his bed or if he is screaming at me and I say to him-I will pick you up when you are done screaming.  Are you done screaming?  Then he makes the sign for done.  He also does it when he is ready to get out of the tub.

"Hiee" is one of our new favorites that he says.   In the morning if I am in the bed with him and he wakes up he says  "mom!"  I say "what Kyle?" and he says "hi!".  He is also saying OK and using it sometimes in the right places.   If I say "we'll go in a minute OK?"  He says "OK".  He still loves to call his dad on the phone in the mornings when Don is here and he says Hiee dad.

He also says byee, tee too-thank you, mooey mooey-missionary, booey-berry, ny ny-night night, baa-bath, and we are getting a few 2 word sentences out of him.  He almost has his name down.  We know he can say the K sound and the i sound so now he just has to put them together.

He has some lovely allergies with his nose almost constantly running.  He just got off another dose of antibiotics though so I know he is not sick.  There is cotton blowing all over in the springtime breeze so that may be part of it.  My allergies are acting up as well so it is probably genetic.

I really thought he had chicken pox the other night.  He started getting red spots in the early afternoon and every time I looked there seemed to be more and more!  I even circled them in pen so I could tell which ones were old and which ones were new!  I googled chicken pox and of course that was not very helpful!  Later in the evening I  called in a Facetime consultation with Dr. Chris!  He thought that it was probably something he got into or something he ate.  This child loves loves loves to be outside and the day before we were doing yardwork and he was out there the whole time.  The whole valley is blooming with everything weed and tree possible. I guess it really was just some sort of allergic reaction because after some Benadryl and a night's rest, the spots were mostly gone.  I was really afraid that if it was chicken pox that he would have been contagious right during Nursery on Sunday and if that were the case, he would have exposed the whole nursery to chicken pox!  Dodged a bullet there!

So I have been sleeping in his room now for almost 3 months trying to get the child to sleep in his crib.  He was doing relatively well up until the week he got sick and then we went to Provo.  He wasn't crying anymore when I put him down and he would go to sleep in his crib but seriously every single night he would sleep for an hour and then wake up.  He would usually fuss for a minute but then go back to sleep just to wake up an hour later again.  After 3-4 of those lovely episodes I would just drag him into the bed with me so that I could sleep.  When he got sick with fever I didn't want to put him in his bed to cry at all and then he got an ear infection and neither of us slept at all that night before he went to the doctor.  He was better later in the week but then we went to Provo and so he slept in the bed with me up there.  When we got home I had the thought that maybe he just needed to sleep in the big bed and that he would sleep there much better.  That was a tender mercy/inspirational thought. I was seriously praying praying praying that he would sleep in his own bed because it was really starting to frustrate me to get kicked in the head and climbed over all night long.  Plus my bed is so much more comfortable and quite frankly my husband was getting lonely in that big bed all by himself.  So after that epiphany I am still laying down with him until he goes to sleep but then I pack pillow barricades around the bed and it is pushed up against the wall so he can't fall off.  Then I sneak out and got to my own room!  The first night he slept there until 2 without waking up and the next night it was 3 and he even made it to 5 once!  I have the monitor on in our room so I can hear him and when he does wake up and really does cry I go to him and just stay the rest of the night there.  It has been a much better solution and we may be taking the crib down here very soon!  I wonder if because he is so roley poley all night long if he was hitting into the crib sides and not liking that so he would wake up. We still have our rituals of the turning on the turtle star lamp, starting his music and turning on the stand up fan in the closet to drown out the noise from the rest of the house.  He will not let me forget the music or the turtle and if I do he points at them to remind me. Connor of course has been distressed that I would leave him in there alone but I think we all sleep much better now.  Now if only I could get over my anxiety about leaving him there by himself which is why we had the problem in the first place!

Tonight the missionaries came over for dinner and a lesson.  After the lesson we knelt down for prayer and I was holding Kyle.  He started to fuss and squirm to get down and as soon as I let him he got on his knees like everyone else.

He knows when the garage door opens it is usually daddy and he calls out "daddy". When the upstairs door opens he knows it is Cody and he call out "Coey". When the front door opens it is usually grandpa and he calls out "papa".

He LOVES strawberries!  He ate 5 whole ones tonight and kept asking for more.

He doesn't like those applesauces that come in the pouches.

He really is such a good good baby.  I have had to drag him to Vegas once a week for the last month to take Cody to the doctor and we are trying to double up appointments so that we don't have to go in more than once a week.  If we have a movie for him and a binki he really does so good even being stuck in the car for hours on end.

Speaking of binki-oh boy!  This is a problem.  I don't know how we are going to get it away from him.  He actually has gotten worse about in the last month along with the separation anxiety so maybe those two things go hand in hand and once we are over that stage we can get rid of the binki too.


Strawberries are yummy!

Mom and Kyle waiting for dad to come home from a long week of travel.


We may another Beethoven on our hands.  He likes to sit with Cody when he plays and he climbs up on the bench by himself and starts to play.

Playing in the shaving cream at Grandma Penny's while we were dying eggs for  Easter.

This is his "cheese".  When I have the camera or phone out and point it at him he knows to say 'cheese'.

This is soot from the firepit.  He looked like he had a black eye but nope, it was just dirt.  Oh and  I love the snot too!


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