Wednesday, December 31, 2008



A Merry Soto Christmas
So, guess what? We forgot to bring our camera to Christmas. Well, to my in-laws for Christmas. So, I don't have any actual photos of Christmas Eve. Which is good, in a way, since we don't open gifts until midnight, and by then Gideon is a bit of a zombie. However, my brother-in-law did take pictures, so as soon as I badger him to death about them, I will post them here. Do not worry, I am very good at pestering.


We usually go to my parents for Christmas Day, and we did. But this year, we decided to open one of Gideon's presents at our house first.

We got him a couch thing. A Backyardigans couch.

It folds out. It's pretty much so he can watch mindless tv in comfort.

Lucia fits on it too. And yes, I own pink cat pajamas.

This year, it was a bit different, since my mom was in Costa Rica for Christmas. My grandmother is really ill, and my mom is actually still there. We miss her, and Christmas was not the same. However, this is the first year that Gideon sort of got what was going on. So, it was fun to watch him open presents. Or watch him watch us open his presents.

My parents obviously don't love me. Or maybe it's some kind of revenge thing. Because they bought Gideon a talking, singing Elmo doll. We opened this in front of the web camera, so that my mom could watch his reaction from Costa Rica. And he was really excited. But not as excited as when he opened...

His Handy Manny Toolset! What!!??!! Talking tools?

The thing that shocked me the most about this, was that he knows all the tools names. All of them. Rusty, Turner, Pat, Dusty, Squeeze, Stretch, and Filipe. Filipe, people. He doesn't know his cousins names. He calls Miggy the cat...cat.
Here he is introducing Elmo to his tools.


My sister also bought him this weirdo dancing, rainbow afro thing. Gideon yelled out "Wow Wow Wubzy!" when he saw it. I am suspecting that he watches too much television.


After the gift opening, we bundled up the kids, set up Alex's new GPS thing that he got from my sister (thank you Andi!) and set off for Chinatown for our Christmas Chinese Lunch/Dinner. This year, I had done some research. After reading one of my favorite food blogs, "The Girl Who Ate Everything", and seeing her mention Famous Sichuan on Pell Street, I decided to trust this complete stranger, and set the GPS to Pell Street. The restaurant was small, and packed. We had to wait about 30 minutes, but it was oh-so-worth it.

We ordered dumplings. And ribs for Alex because he doesn't like dumplings. I know. Crazytown. But I do love him anyway.

The dumplings were really good. Sorry that my food photography is so bad. I never do this, and I feel awkward taking pictures of food in a restaurant.

Gideon needed to bring Turner and Felipe to dinner.
He really loves these toys. Oh, and Pluto totally stowed away in the diaper bag. He must have sensed dumplings were involved.

We ordered way too much food, as usual. But, man alive it was good!
Gideon started playing with his chopsticks, and Alex kept saying that he was going to poke himself in the eye. I was all, chill out, dude, let the kid play with the chopsticks. And then Gideon poked himself in the eye. I hate it when he's right.

The other culprits. They did the majority of the ordering when I was in the bathroom changing Lucia's diaper on the sink counter. When I came back, they looked guilty. Notice Andrea's face. That is the look of a person that has ordered 2 shrimp dishes, knowing we only needed one.

And where was baby Lucia in all of this? Well, she was busy looking like an angel in her carseat:


I have to admit, that I was quite proud of my mommy abilities on this little trip to Chinatown. I knew that Lucia would get hungry, and usually I chicken out and bring a bottle with me. However, I decided to nurse her right in the restaurant. Luckily, we had a corner table, so I was able to discreetly turn around to the wall, and nurse her in relative privacy. I don't think anyone knew what I was doing. AND, I changed both kids diapers in the small restaurant bathroom. Lucia on the counter, and Gideon on the CHINESE RESTAURANT FLOOR. Thank God for the giant changing pad that I had with me, the Patemm. That was one of the most useful baby shower gifts that I received. Of course, I sterlized it the minute I got home.
And then Christmas Day came to an end, and it was bedtime. Gideon's favorite toys ended up in bed with him:
Pure happiness. Oh, and see that St. Bernard stuffed dog? I gave him that from Lucia. He also loved it, but I put it in his crib. Who wouldn't want to snuggle up to that? Alex accused me of buying it for myself.
They kind of creep me out. Look at their eyes.

Saturday, December 13, 2008

You Don't Get Out Much

So, yesterday was my work holiday party. I straightened my hair, and put on makeup. I got picked up by a friend, and got to sit on heated seats. And then I sat at a table with other grown ups. At a RESTAURANT. I had a glass of WINE. I ate salmon. I had a cappuccino and a slice of cake that I did not have share with ANYONE. I received a gift of chocolates.

I sat at that table and was so clearly delighted with everything, that someone laughingly said to me, "You don't get out much, do you?" To which I earnestly replied, "No, no I don't!".

I got home to find my babies asleep. I sat on the couch, and shared my chocolates with Alex.

It was a good night.

Wednesday, December 10, 2008

Funny Boy!

Today, Gideon came up with a joke. A little history first.

He loves to count and carries plastic, wood and cardboard numbers all over the house, placing them where ever he feels there is a need for a number to be present, like right smack in the middle of the floor, in the bathroom near the tub, under the kitchen table, or under the sofa. Lucia will learn to count in no time as Gideon teaches her to count every day and high fives her at any given moment. So, we have established that Gideon has studied numbers and knows alot about them ... he's a numbers expert.

These days, while numbers are still of great interest to him, he is experimenting more with the pronunciation of words. He's even saying simple 2 - 3 word sentences. As you all may know, Gideon is also bilingual. So he knows both English and Spanish words, and sometimes to show his linguistic versatility, he counts in both languages. Sometimes he counts to 6 in English and then switches to Spanish .. siete, ocho, nueve, diez .... yay!

My dad is sick this week, and since my mom is watching the kids, Gideon hears grandpa sneezing all the time. After Pop Pop (Gideon's term for both of his grandfathers) sneezes, Gideon says, "Achoo Pop Pop," which roughly translates to "God bless you."

Now, to Gideon's joke.

"Ocho," he says almost as if asking a question. He pauses for a brief second, then he yells "Achoo!" Then he covers his mouth and giggles. Then he does it again.

So, while he probably doesn't have enough material to be a stand-up comic at this point, he makes Mommy and Daddy laugh ... and his jokes are enough for us to brighten up any rainy, dreary day.

Tuesday, December 02, 2008

We Found Our Camera!

It was at my mom's house. Since my mom has stopped watching the kids, we haven't been able to go over to her house in a while. So, the camera has been sitting over there, waiting for us, feeling abandoned. Poor camera.

Anyway, these pictures of Gideon were taken at my parents. He just discovered that he could shuffle his feet in the leaves.

He likes it.

You can't tell, but he is yelling "Hooray!"

Climbing.


Introspective Pose.

Running back to the house.
You haven't seen any new pics of Lucia in a while. She has gotten chubbier.

She is wearing a headband that my father in law bought her. He bought her a whole set, in various colors. He likes baby girls wearing things in their hair. He thinks they are oh-so-cute. He is right.

As you can see, the headband matches the pants.


See how chubby her cheeks are?

video

Tuesday, November 25, 2008

Lesson Learned

So, don't give your two year old a banana to eat, and allow him to roam the house with it. Because said banana will disappear, and when you ask him where he put it, he will just run away and say, "Bye Mama, see you later!". And then you will find the banana days later. Except you won't know that it's the banana. You will think it's cat poop or something, because it is so disgusting.

And when did he learn to say, "see you later"?

Monday, November 24, 2008

No Cute Baby Pictures

Due to the fact that we cannot find our camera. So, we don't really have anything to blog about without cute pictures to back it up.

Hopefully, we can find a good deal on a camera this friday. Do you think Lucia wants to stand in a long, cold line at 5am? She is awake anyway.

Sunday, November 02, 2008

Along Came a Spider...

and it was Gideon! As some of you know, Halloween creates a bit of a controversy in our home. Alex would prefer if we ignored it completely, and I can't resist dressing up our son in fun costumes. As the kids get older, we may faze it out, but as of right now, Alex indulges me.

My friend and co-worker Tracey lent me this super cute costume. It is a spider costume, and it wasn't a bit scary. We didn't plan on going trick or treating. We were just going outside to watch the kids and give out candy. However, Gideon wanted to go out for a walk, and I figured, why not score some free candy? Right? Of course, right.
Gideon in full gear.

The Sotos out and about in the neighborhood.

He was a bit hesitant about it at first.

But he got over it.

No costume for Lucia. Just her "My Little Pumpkin" onesie.

Gideon is officially a 2 year old!



With Lucia taking up so much of my time (nursing), blogging has become a secondary priority. Secondary? Try last on my list, right after my daily strenuous aerobic workout. For those of you that really know me, you will have fallen off your chair laughing at this point. Because that was a JOKE.
Anywhoo, Gideon's birthday was last month, October 11th. Alex's family had a church luncheon they needed to attend during the day, so we decided to take Gideon and Lucia (along with my parents and my sister) to Abma's Farm in Wyckoff for some pumpkin picking.

Here are some shots from that day:

A perfect day for a walk through the pumpkin patch with daddy.

Lucia in the carrier. She slept through most of the day.


We found the perfect pumpkin.


Hanging out with Papa.


His solution to a runny nose.

Oh, and there was a petting zoo. His first experience being licked by a goat created much giggling. Except he didn't want to repeat the experience. We all know that goat licking is pretty much a one time deal anyway.

Later that day, Alex's family came over for pizza and cake. And not just any cake, but cake from a Spanish bakery in the Bronx. Valencia Bakery. http://valenciacake.com/index2.html And if you are thinking, "Alexa, please tell me that you did not shlep into the Bronx on the day of your son's birthday, with a newborn in tow." Well, I cannot tell you that. Because we did.


It was awesome cake. It was actually two cakes. Because I could not decide on the filling flavor. I really wanted the guava filling, but didn't know if the kids would eat it. So, we had to have the chocolate to make everyone happy. I have to tell you, I am craving that guava cake right now, and I am a little sad that I am no longer pregnant, because I can't force Alex to go get me some, and say it's for Lucia. Sad face :(


Gideon, at this point, was pretty tired, so he wasn't as enthusiastic as he would have been normally.


Here he is while we are singing to him.




Opening a gift from his Titi. (his aunt Letty, Alex's sister)



Eating said gift. (Ok, he puts everything in his mouth. Isn't he too old for that? Any advice, moms of the world? He eats paper, crayons, you name it.)



His cousin, pointing out his cool puzzle.

One of his favorites, and I have to admit, that I play with it just as much.

So, there you go. My baby boy is two years old. Stay tuned for a post about his incredible and slightly funny temper tantrums.

Thursday, October 30, 2008

Daddy's Little Girl

It is said that the tight bond between father and daughter is unlike any other in life - a relationship that is inseparable. Over the past 6 weeks as I've gotten to know Lucia, I've discovered that she 'd much rather be with Mommy than with Daddy. How do I know you may ask? Thanks for asking. Simply put, from the moment Alexa places her in my arms to the moment I place her back into Alexa's arms (about 1 minute), there is an evident transition from Lucia being ok enjoying herself observing her surroundings to outlandish fits of crying.
Look, here's the proof:
Yawn! La la la. Life is good and what a great nap!

Wait a minute! Am I ... ?

Am I in Daddy's arms? Is he holding me?

Why yes, yes he is (stares at Daddy and then, pause ... silence)


Waaaa! Waaaa! I want my Mommy! Mommy! Waaaa!
So we're not off to such a great start in our father/daugher bonding. I'm sure things will change in due time, I just hope it's sooner rather that later. Isn't she the cutest though?