It will likely come as no shock to you that we have a lot of Disney books in our home (but of course we never have enough and our collection is always growing). H and I read several books throughout our day and at night H loves when his dad sits and reads to him before bed. Today as I was trying to brainstorm what I could blog about, H approached me with our newest favorite Disney book to read and thats when the idea hit me. Today I’l show you H’s favorite Disney books (for the time being).
The Captain’s Top 7 Favorite Disney Reads
Disney in Details: This is basically a bunch of hidden gems around Disney World. Our family already knew about the majority of these, but its still a fun book to have around the house and H loves the pictures!
My First Words: Its a whole bunch of images and some are Disney characters! Whats not to love?
Small Disney Board Books: A few Christmases ago my aunt H this pack of small Disney board books. There are tons of them and I don’t know that H necessarily has a favorite, but he loves them. There are so many different characters and short little stories and books that talk about characters, shapes, etc. These are a big hit.
Who’s Who: This one is probably our very favorite right now. Or mine at least. This book is the perfect tool for teaching your little one all the Disney characters – even some of the more obscure, less thought of characters. Its so much fun, there are little bios on each character and colored pictures. This book wasn’t released very long ago and H and I have already spent hours in these pages. I highly, highly recommend this book to all of you.
My First Colors: Ok, this one is probably H’s favorite. Its his newest Disney Baby book and its a fun one. The pages fold out which is definitely his favorite feature. Its been really nice right now too as we are working on identifying colors.
Hello, World!: All the It’s a Small World books are very loved in our home but this is the one we read the most. If you want to challenge yourself as a parent and try and figure out how to say ‘hello’ in a whole bunch of different languages – this ones for you!! Its a short read, but H is never disappointed by it – even though his mom surely slaughters the different languages featured inside.
Disney/Pixar Look and Find – Toy Story: He got book in a set of four. I don’t know if this one is his very favorite of the four but its the one we’ve looked at about 100 times already today. Look and Find is a little too advanced for him right now but he’s picking up on it more and more each time we read it and even if he isn’t in the mood to find the certain characters/things, he enjoys looking at the pages nonetheless.
Yesterday I hit 30 weeks pregnant! I can still so vividly remember reaching this point when I was pregnant with H and feeling so proud, excited and CLOSE to baby time. A lot of those same feelings are happening again, but also so many more. I think that since this time I’m already a mom, my whole attitude is different. I basically know what to expect this time. I know I am capable of at least decently raising and caring for a little human. I know how much I’m going to love this baby. I know what needs to really get done before his arrival and what can be put on the backburner if need be.
Mostly I am just really, really excited. I’ve been having a lot more dreams about baby boy lately. When I lay in bed and can’t sleep or have free time during the day I find myself daydreaming about this new baby and watching him and H grow up together. I have a lot more feels. I feel a lot more in tune with my body. But I’m still definitely not patient. Ten weeks (ish) left and I worry they’re going to drag on because of how anxious I am to get this little guy here. I tell myself all the time how close November is, but have you ever realized that a lot of the time when you’re really excited for something it tends to come slower? I’m hoping that isn’t the case. Maybe like the rest of the pregnancy it will come quickly.
I’ve been thinking a lot about labor too. I think it’s normal to be nervous. My labor with H was really straight forward and we both reacted totally fine with no real issues (except my epidural not working but that’s not a big deal really). There is part of me so worried that I couldn’t possibly repeat such great luck. But thankfully the more people I talk to, the more I’m made aware it’s actually very possible. I was recently talking to a friend who had her second child several months ago and she told me that leading up to her birth she had these same concerns but decided to just imagine her ideal delivery situation. Power in positive thinking! For her it totally worked. I know every situation is different. But I love this idea of focusing on all that could go right instead of wrong. I totally believe that sometimes your thoughts and attitude can influence the way something turns out. I’m channeling that.
It’s crazy to think that in 10 weeks give or take H will finally meet his little brother. I’ll finally be able to snuggle this tiny guy and I’ll finally get to see Wild Man become a father again and melt into a puddle of emotions while I watch him dote over another sweet son. I am so darn excited!
Books have been a lifelong struggle for me. I want to love to read. I want to be one of those people who can cruise through several books a month. I want to have bookshelves full of books I’ve read and have full reviews on. I want to settle down in bed or in the bathtub with a good book and lose myself in its world. But it just doesn’t happen for me that easily. I can start books like nobodies business. I set time aside that are designated for reading and I hype myself up for the currently book I’m reading but the majority of the time I end up putting the book down and very seldom return to it. Well, thats a lie. I’ll give a book several chapters (which equals several days/weeks) before I decide to quit it all together. Why is it so hard for me to get really into books? I don’t know. I’m still trying to figure that out. I’ve learned I have a very particular kind of book I want to read and its hard to find. I like mysteries/thrillers (but not too scary) and they cannot whatsoever have anything harmful happening to children or babies. Since becoming a wife/mom my anxiety has gone through the roof and I can’t even handle reading about fake terrible things happening to families. So I need to avoid that kind of stuff, too. I’ve read a few more books that are out of my usual murder-mystery niche and have enjoyed a couple. But again, I usually end up just putting the book on my bedside table where it gathers dust until I give it back to my mom – who has an amazing book collection.
I haven’t given up on myself though. As I try to find a book to read I occasionally am able to find one I love and will finish. It just takes time. And I still have the dream that someday I’ll be able to be a lot less picky and have a better attention span and be able to finish whatever book is recommended to me. It’ll happen someday – fingers crossed!
I don’t want my kids to be like me. I’m not saying they have to constantly have a book in hand or read 5+ books a month during the summer. But I want them to love and appreciate reading. I’d say we are on the right path right now with H. I’m not sure how much about your babies future you can tell when they’re only 21 months old, but so far H’s whole life has consisted of a deep love of books. We started reading him books when he was a newborn and we haven’t stopped. Now he loves books. He doesn’t even have to have them read to him, he really loves to sit on the floor and ‘read’ by himself. Its one of my favorite things to see. He gets excited about the pictures, he points at things and talks, he has his favorite books that he always gravitates towards. Its great and I encourage it all I can.
So I guess if I never become the reader I want to be theres still my son I can be proud of (and hopefully the rest of our kids!)
Happy National Read a Book Day! If you happen to have a book you think I may like, send me your recommendations!! Remember, I haven’t given up on myself completely!!
You guys. I really like our puppy. She is almost five months old and we have had her about three months and a lot has changed with her since the day we got her. Not only has she grown so much bigger and taller, but she has also really started shaping into the dog we have dreamed about for our family and this thrills me. She is still a puppy and she still gets a little wild (like chewing on things she shouldn’t, jumping up on people or the couch and being a little stubborn when it comes to her training) but all things considered she is GREAT.
I know I’ve mentioned this before, but my favorite thing about this girl is how patient she is with H. He sits on her, pulls on her, invades her space, pokes her eyes, tries to drag her by her legs, whacks her, pulls her around by her collar, etc and never once has she retaliated. She patiently lets him do his thing or will simply change locations.
They are becoming cute little snugglers and I try to capture those moments whenever they happen then I’ll send the picture off to Wild Man at work and tell him this is what I pictured when I imagined our family dog.
She genuinely loves H. We always say that he is her favorite owner and its quite obvious (don’t worry – pretty sure I’m her least favorite) and oh so adorable. For a long time when she went into H’s room it made me nervous because there are so many books, toys, clothes, shoes and stuff in there that she’d be overjoyed to chew on. Only until recently do I let her spend any amount of time in there but its always been with close supervision. But just in the last few days she follows H in there and will just lay in there and watch him play without – well usually without – chewing on anything of his. Sometimes she’ll even go grab one of her own toys and bring them into his room so she can play too. They play so nice next to each other and with each other. I love it!
As usual, life with our puppy is busy and the bigger my belly is getting and the more my hips and back are hurting I can easily find myself questioning why on earth we got a dog – but we really do love our girl! She’s good. She’s catching on to the way our family works. She *tries* to be obedient. She loves us. Its a good situation.
I have been hit pretty aggressively with the realization that we are down to just a few months of having just one child. Our sweet baby H. The perfect little bundle of joy who made us parents and introduced us to a happiness and overwhelming feeling of pride we never could have known if it weren’t for him.
My heart is feeling torn in so many different directions. Of course I am beyond thrilled to have our second little boy in November. I’ve dreamt my whole life of having several kids and that’s still my dream! I am so excited to see H become a big brother and to finally meet this little brother of his. I am so anxious to see his face, to learn his personality and to soak all of him in. I actually feel more excited this time around, probably because this time I’m not so clueless. I know how special my children are now. I know how much I love them and how much I love being a mom. I can’t let myself dwell too much on this or else I turn into an emotional puddle.
But then there is the part of me that knows how much H’s world is going to be rocked. Life as he knows it is going to drastically change and a part of me, in a weird way, feels a little bit guilty. People who often joke about how H is going to be second place, etc certainly don’t help the way I feel either. He is very accustomed to being the one and only. He’s used to undivided attention and snuggles on demand. I know it’s good for him to learn that the world in fact doesn’t revolve around him…but there’s still guilt!!
I hope he can figure out quickly that he’s still so loved. Our love isn’t going to lessen for him even in the slightest. In fact I’ve heard the love we have for him will even grow! Our hearts are just going to get bigger so we can have the same amount of love for little brother! I hope he sees that he’s still our world, our joy and our tiny best buddy. Because he is – he always will be!
I know that especially once the baby is here I will feel differently. I’ll just know our new family of four is perfect and meant to be. I know that now, come to think of it – I’m just.. I don’t know. Am I even making sense or do I just sound crazy? I am so in love with this crazy 20 month old and I want him to never feel that his value has decreased just because another baby joined our family. It’s giving me so many emotions I honestly wasn’t anticipating. It’s funny how I am so far past elated for this new addition but at the same time feel a tinge of guilt.
Please tell me I’m not the only one who’s ever felt like this? Also please tell me it’s just hormones or a phase or something and I’ll get over this before November?!
Finally at 22 weeks pregnant I am feeling almost 100% myself, again and I want to shout this good news from the rooftops! When I got pregnant with H, though I was really sick, I still felt *normal* as I could. I was able to get things done, I was able to find motivation even if it was just in small bursts, I was still myself more or less. But this time around it took me so long to feel that way. Like I said, I’m still not 100% but I can see and feel the changes finally. I’m able to keep the house clean, stay on top of laundry and do the dishes regularly. I can put effort into dinner again. I just feel so much better. So much more me!
This all came at the perfect time really because this past week poor H has been the sickest I’ve seen him. He got hit with a nasty bout of diarrhea and then also started throwing up. Just when I think he may be on the mend he has another yucky diaper or throws up again. Its kind of heart breaking. Seeing him laying on the couch for hours at a time just watching movies is sweet but also really sad. But thankfully now that I’m able to be motivated I’m able to keep up on the dirty laundry this poor sick boy has created in ever growing piles. I’m able to keep his room and bed (ohhh the messes that have happened in his crib) clean and sanitized and feel like I’m doing all that I can and should be doing to hopefully help him along the road to recovery. Its a good feeling – feeling like I’m able to give my all to being the best mom I know how to be to my more than deserving little guy.
I know this is a short, random little post. But I’m feeling really jazzed about feeling good. And really hoping H can join me soon in this feeling good party. ::fingers crossed::
We have had our sweet puppy girl for a month now (well like a month and a week if you’re wanting to be technical) and I most certainly have some thoughts and feelings about this. So many of my friends have kids and dogs and they rave about what a wonderful thing it is to have kids who have dogs. I knew I wanted that. Wild Man and I always talked about how we were going to get a family dog but we weren’t planning on getting her until later. Getting her ended up being kind of a rushed decision, but I truly do not regret it. Yes, we have a one year old, a baby on the way and a puppy. It is a little overwhelming and crazy, but overall it has been a good thing. I got really frustrated with her the other day and I’m not going to lie, for a split second I was ready to text Wild Man and say we are selling the dog – I’m done. But then I thought about the month we’ve had with her so far and I honestly think I’d be devastated if we got rid of her. She drives me nuts but we already love her and she’s part of the family.
By far my favorite thing about having a dog is the relationship that H has with her. Its no secret that she loves him the most and he adores her right back. If H could talk I have no doubt she’d obey his commands the best and quickest. H is sad when we leave her and when we come back she’s always most excited to see him. These two are going to be such cute friends growing up. However their friendship is not all sunshine and rainbows. I often refer to them as frenemies. H for whatever reason gets really rough with her sometimes. He loves to yank on her ears, pull her tail, poke her eyes, step on her while she sleeps and so on. She’s a good girl and doesn’t ever retaliate but I still feel bad for her. But she’s not innocent in this either. Her favorite chew toy is unfortunately still H. Its getting better though – thank heavens. 90% of the time, however, they’re the best of pals hanging out on the floor or her dog bed together, snuggling and bonding. I love it. I am so glad my boys have a dog to grow up with.
This next point is kind of good and bad I guess, but I love that she is challenging me. She motivates me to get outside, go on a walk or just sit in the grass when I’d rather be on the couch watching tv. She has also made me more patient and has greatly shown me where I lack in patience. She has also been awesome motivation to keep the house clean so she doesn’t chew up everything in view.
She’s picking up on training pretty quick and we are really proud of her. She is a lab and labs are kind of notorious for being easy to train and for picking up on things quickly. We can mostly attest to that. She caught on to house training and being crate trained within like 3-4 days and has rocked those ever since. House training was the thing I was most worried about but she has proven to me that she’s reliable and has got it down. We hang a bell on our back door that she rings when she needs to go out and she’s so good at it! Its a massive relief. She’s not awesome at responding to her name yet but she improves every day. She’s good at come finally, too, which is nice. She’s mastered sit and lay down and we’re starting some more tricks now like stay, shake, etc. We are also working daily on training her to walk good on a leash which 9 times out of 10 she’s great at. She’s really a good girl.
Then theres the biting. And she’s recently discovered her bark. Those two things kind of make my blood boil. I am so sick of being bitten by razor sharp puppy teeth! I know I got myself into this by buying a dog, but oh my heck I hate it. Everyone says its because she’s a puppy and she’ll grow out of it – I can’t wait. For now we are working with her best as we can. I’ve definitely seen improvement but theres also a long way to go. The barking is new. The barking is loud and ear piercing. This is our latest challenge we’re tackling head on because this just isn’t acceptable in my house (do i sound like a prude yet?)
So yeah. She is a challenge and she is a pain and she tests my patience hourly. BUT we love our girl and are very pleased with our quick decision we made a month ago to randomly get our family dog.