Friday, September 30, 2011
At the Carnival
This is an old picture, but we just recently found our camera with this one in there! This was at a Terrell Heritage Jubilee carnival last year. I thought Keltan would love to ride the horses. Well, he didn't! He cried the ENTIRE time we were on the ride! I ended up giving my other tickets away to another family!
Inga was gone last night (Thursday), so Keltan and I had a "boys' night out." We went to Braum's, where he loudly told the young man at the counter, "Gween I'cweem," translated to mean "I want some lime sherbet." Instead of them giving him the junior size, however, he got a full-bore scoop of green ice cream, and ate every bit of it! At some point in the process, he crawled out of the bench, and onto the floor underneath the table. I told him to get up, and as he was struggling to get up on the bench, I pulled him up. That was not what he wanted, and he told me, "No, no, My want to do it!" So, the next time he ended up down there, I let "my" do it all by himself.
I did not want to put myself through the torture of him going and STAYING in bed without Mommy home, so I just let him sleep in my bed with me. At about 9:15, we crawled in, and I turned on the last 12 minutes of "Coach." As I was chuckling at the show, Keltan looked at me, with his covers tucked up under his chin, and his little fists holding it up there, said "People funny." Yes, Keltan, they are...
At 3:37 AM, I awoke to a loud "THUD" and then "WAAAAAAAAAAA"....Keltan had fallen off the bed. Not sure how a kid that is barely 3' tall can manage to use enough of a king size mattress that he falls off, but he did! I picked him up, and he promptly went back to sleep with no further issues.
Inga and I are working on finding Keltan a brother. We have decided to adopt through the state foster program. We had our 2nd and 3rd home study finished Wednesday, and they will come out sometime in October to "certify" the house, and hopefully the home study stuff will be finished. At that point, we will be waiting for Keltan's new brother. Every night when we have Keltan say his prayers, we pray for Keltan's "new brufver." Not sure he understands yet, but it is sure fun to hear him say brother!
I did not want to put myself through the torture of him going and STAYING in bed without Mommy home, so I just let him sleep in my bed with me. At about 9:15, we crawled in, and I turned on the last 12 minutes of "Coach." As I was chuckling at the show, Keltan looked at me, with his covers tucked up under his chin, and his little fists holding it up there, said "People funny." Yes, Keltan, they are...
At 3:37 AM, I awoke to a loud "THUD" and then "WAAAAAAAAAAA"....Keltan had fallen off the bed. Not sure how a kid that is barely 3' tall can manage to use enough of a king size mattress that he falls off, but he did! I picked him up, and he promptly went back to sleep with no further issues.
Inga and I are working on finding Keltan a brother. We have decided to adopt through the state foster program. We had our 2nd and 3rd home study finished Wednesday, and they will come out sometime in October to "certify" the house, and hopefully the home study stuff will be finished. At that point, we will be waiting for Keltan's new brother. Every night when we have Keltan say his prayers, we pray for Keltan's "new brufver." Not sure he understands yet, but it is sure fun to hear him say brother!
Monday, September 26, 2011
Mommy put Keltan to bed last night. He was a little restless, and wouldn't go to sleep easily. Finally, he gave in and went to sleepyville. About 2 hours later, he was up. Back to bed, up, back to bed, up. Mommy took him in there the 3rd time and asked him, yet again, what was wrong. Apparently, he was afraid the trolls would get Mommy. (he is a huge fan of Three Bilky Goats Gruff). So, Mommy had him ask Jesus to not let the trls get her. That seemed to satisfy his .little mjnd, and he slept until about 8:00 this morning.
He has a toy that is a set of 3 ramps with 3 cars that race down the ramps. He was setting it up this morning, and was saying, as he set the cars up, "wait for it, wait for it..."
Jeff Dickson
He has a toy that is a set of 3 ramps with 3 cars that race down the ramps. He was setting it up this morning, and was saying, as he set the cars up, "wait for it, wait for it..."
Jeff Dickson
Friday, September 23, 2011
I watched the presidential debate, aka the joint press conference, last night. I was holding Keltan some of the time while he was eating his ice cream (loaded with Prevacid for his reflux). Now, you may or may not know this, but I am about a big a Herman Cain fan as anuone can be, so I got Keltan to say "President Herman Cain.". Ahhhhh music to my ears. :)
Speaking of getting Keltan saying things...my father in law, bless his heart, is a Sooners fan. Other than that, he is a really terrific guy. But, I guess we all have our faults, and thaf is his. Anyway, besides bleeding purple and gold (Geaux Tigers!), I am an Oklahoma State Cowboy, so,of course, I have taught my son 4 blessed words - Geaux Tigers and Go Pokes! Talk about making a daddy proud! So, last Saturday, Grampy and Nana were down, and I had to go on a call. Grampy was watching some football game, and Keltan was playing on the floor. Suddenly, he looks up, sees the game on, and proclaims, "go pokes!". My poor father in law, I can only imagine, must have turned Sooner red upon hearing his grandson say that! Good job, Keltan! Go pokes, indeed!
Jeff Dickson
Speaking of getting Keltan saying things...my father in law, bless his heart, is a Sooners fan. Other than that, he is a really terrific guy. But, I guess we all have our faults, and thaf is his. Anyway, besides bleeding purple and gold (Geaux Tigers!), I am an Oklahoma State Cowboy, so,of course, I have taught my son 4 blessed words - Geaux Tigers and Go Pokes! Talk about making a daddy proud! So, last Saturday, Grampy and Nana were down, and I had to go on a call. Grampy was watching some football game, and Keltan was playing on the floor. Suddenly, he looks up, sees the game on, and proclaims, "go pokes!". My poor father in law, I can only imagine, must have turned Sooner red upon hearing his grandson say that! Good job, Keltan! Go pokes, indeed!
Jeff Dickson
Thursday, September 22, 2011
Beginning the update
I have decided that, perhaps instead of one long update, it may be easier on both the writer and the reader if there is a series of short blog entries to bring the readers up to date. Most people don't sit down to read a ling blog entry, and I also end up writing a lot of this on my phone. As you may know, typing on a phone is not the easiest way to type, so shorter notes are just easier. So, on to the updates...
The last major update left you, the reader, with finding out that Keltan was having nightmares. That continued for a while, and we continued to have many sleepless nights. We finally decided to try going through a rigid routine when putting him to bed, hoping that would help things out. We set up a specific time to bathe him. We set up a specific time to get his jammies on. And then we made a routine of 1 book and 5 minutes of rocking. After a few days of this, we got the bedtime thing under control. We even skipped out on a couple of social gatherings because we wanted to fet over the hurdle. It worked! He has gotten to the point now to where he gets up maybe once during the night, but Mommy is able to put him back to bed rather easily, and he stays there until about 5:00 or 6:00 AM. At that point, he comes to our bed hntil we get up, which we all enjoy.
It is comical, however, to watch him come to our room that one time during the night. We have, for those that may not know, an OLD house with creaky doors. He will start to slowly open our door, creaking it mere fractions of an inch at a time. He will finally open it just enough to slip in, whereupon he then has to make the big climb onto our bed. The whole process may take about 5 minutes, with Daddy doing all he can to keep from laughing.
Keltan is quite the talker these days. He reoeats absolutely everything. And I mean everything! A few days ago, he was riding in the van with me, and started saying "people big dummies." Thinking I heard wrong, I asked him to repeat. "people big dummies.". It hit me at that point that one of my favorite driving phrases had been heard and remembered by my little parrot! I explained, with very limited success, that even thougj Daddy said that, it wasn't nice and he should kot say it. That seemed to work. When I went to get him out of jis car seat, Keltan, being the little stinker he is, whispered "people big dummies".
Another funny story about Keltan talking and being a little mess is one of my favorites. He likes to crawl under our tabke during supper to chase Asher, our little Sheltie dog. We have put him stabding with his nose to the wall more than once over this matter, but he seems to forget this every night. Well, one night, Mommy got up to get him to put him in the corner, since he had gone to the living room when he got out from under the table. When she got to him, he took off running past me and through the kitchen, en route to the den. As he went running past me, he hollered, with much glee, "she's chasing me!". Mommy came walking behind, more than a little frustrated (and Daddy's laughter was not helping that feeling). As she got to the den, he again took off back through the kitchen, past me, and into the luving room. As he ran by me, again he hollered with much joy, "she's chasing me!". Again, I could only laugh harder as Mommy came back in after him. At that point, even Mommy had to start laughing. Keltan still had to stand in the corner, but at least we all had a good laugh!
One last note for now: Keltan cintinues to receive shots for his fire ant allergy. Apparently they are working. We noticed what we believe was a fire ant bite on his finger one morning, but it looked like a normal fire ant bite.
Jeff Dickson
The last major update left you, the reader, with finding out that Keltan was having nightmares. That continued for a while, and we continued to have many sleepless nights. We finally decided to try going through a rigid routine when putting him to bed, hoping that would help things out. We set up a specific time to bathe him. We set up a specific time to get his jammies on. And then we made a routine of 1 book and 5 minutes of rocking. After a few days of this, we got the bedtime thing under control. We even skipped out on a couple of social gatherings because we wanted to fet over the hurdle. It worked! He has gotten to the point now to where he gets up maybe once during the night, but Mommy is able to put him back to bed rather easily, and he stays there until about 5:00 or 6:00 AM. At that point, he comes to our bed hntil we get up, which we all enjoy.
It is comical, however, to watch him come to our room that one time during the night. We have, for those that may not know, an OLD house with creaky doors. He will start to slowly open our door, creaking it mere fractions of an inch at a time. He will finally open it just enough to slip in, whereupon he then has to make the big climb onto our bed. The whole process may take about 5 minutes, with Daddy doing all he can to keep from laughing.
Keltan is quite the talker these days. He reoeats absolutely everything. And I mean everything! A few days ago, he was riding in the van with me, and started saying "people big dummies." Thinking I heard wrong, I asked him to repeat. "people big dummies.". It hit me at that point that one of my favorite driving phrases had been heard and remembered by my little parrot! I explained, with very limited success, that even thougj Daddy said that, it wasn't nice and he should kot say it. That seemed to work. When I went to get him out of jis car seat, Keltan, being the little stinker he is, whispered "people big dummies".
Another funny story about Keltan talking and being a little mess is one of my favorites. He likes to crawl under our tabke during supper to chase Asher, our little Sheltie dog. We have put him stabding with his nose to the wall more than once over this matter, but he seems to forget this every night. Well, one night, Mommy got up to get him to put him in the corner, since he had gone to the living room when he got out from under the table. When she got to him, he took off running past me and through the kitchen, en route to the den. As he went running past me, he hollered, with much glee, "she's chasing me!". Mommy came walking behind, more than a little frustrated (and Daddy's laughter was not helping that feeling). As she got to the den, he again took off back through the kitchen, past me, and into the luving room. As he ran by me, again he hollered with much joy, "she's chasing me!". Again, I could only laugh harder as Mommy came back in after him. At that point, even Mommy had to start laughing. Keltan still had to stand in the corner, but at least we all had a good laugh!
One last note for now: Keltan cintinues to receive shots for his fire ant allergy. Apparently they are working. We noticed what we believe was a fire ant bite on his finger one morning, but it looked like a normal fire ant bite.
Jeff Dickson
Wednesday, September 21, 2011
Update Coming Soon!
For all the ones that have followed this blog in the past, I apologize for leaving you hanging. I pretty much forgot about this, what with Facebook being so easy to post pictures and short updates of the One and Only Keltan. I am making a commitment to get back on here and post the updates of my little fella. I am currently working on a huge blog entry to catch you up on everything that I can that has gone on in his little life, and I hope to have it up by this weekend. Be looking for it!
The picture below was taken tonight (Wednesday, 9-21-11). He was playing with his cardboard blocks - stacking them so that he can knock them down! That stack was made entirely by him, with the exception of one block that Daddy put up there.
The picture below was taken tonight (Wednesday, 9-21-11). He was playing with his cardboard blocks - stacking them so that he can knock them down! That stack was made entirely by him, with the exception of one block that Daddy put up there.
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