lifewithliam

rocking his world

2006-03-25T18:00:24Z

My little boy is an "army brat" in the truest sense of the word. He is asked to be flexible in a way that most children would never know. His world turns upside down at the drop of a hat and yet he carries on as if nothing has changed. As long as he has a few constants in his life (right now those number as me, the dog, and the cat) then he seems to deal well with everything else that comes his way.

In spite of that, it is so hard to know when I am going to have to uproot his world and move it somewhere else. We are in the process of doing exactly that right now because we are moving into a house on post. He is taking it with his usual ease and for that I am grateful. The nice thing about this move is that he won't have to change friends and that everything else will stay the same, but he will have a bigger playroom and a playground across the street.

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2006-03-24T01:50:51Z

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The many views of Liam

2006-03-24T01:46:37Z

Angel:

Pirate:

Helper:

Newest phrases

2006-03-04T01:01:47Z

Someone remind me how much I wanted to have this little guy's speech start to catch up.

I now here "Mama, what you doing?" 5 million and 1 times a day. I am tempted to start making up things, but when I made the mistake of telling him that I was "playing with a kangaroo" he was mad that he couldn't play with the kangaroo.

"Okay, Daddy, I show you. Right dere. Behind you!" was also a popular litany heard over the last two weeks. It took Daddy a few weeks to get caught up on his Liamese and so Liam learned to work around the language barrier. His shining moment was when Daddy didn't realize that Liam was asking for a banana and gave him a piece of chocolate in stead.

"We need to find a band-aid, Daddy" was his solution to a rather gory injury that I sustained when my toenail ripped off (yes, it hurt). Band-aids are the miracle cure for any ailment, just so you know. Give it a try. It can't hurt, right?

All in all, it was a great visit with Liam's father who was home from war for 2 weeks. Other than a few instances of testing the limits, we seem to be settling back into our deployment routine.

To avoid confusion

2006-01-31T12:45:15Z

I am slowly moving the posts from Liam's blogger blog to this one since livejournal has a nifty "backdate" feature. I will also be attaching all comments to the bottom of the moved entries so that they are not lost.

Equality for All

2006-01-31T12:42:03Z

Liam is in charge of "putting the dog to bed" whenever we go anywhere. This is code for locking her in her kennel so that she doesn't make messes on the floor when she gets bored and angry. We tell her to "go to bed" and she trots into the kennel (sometimes less than enthousiastically, but who can blame her). Liam then flips the handle to lock her in. He is very good at his job.

Recntly, though, he has decided that the cat should also be locked up. I had to really work hard to convince him not to lock the cat into his kennel. See, the difference is that the cat will use his litterbox reliably whereas the dog will not hold things in if she is roaming free.

Even so, when we came home yesterday morning after a rushed leavetaking, it was for me to discover the cat locked in the kennel with the dog. While I was trying to get things ready, Liam had taken matters into his own hands. Thank goodness both the dog and cat are mellow of temperament.

Poor Liam doesn't understand the why certain freedoms are granted to the cat that are denied the dog, but he also hasn't had to clean up the products of the dog's freedom. He will learn someday. Until then, I need to keep a more diligent watch on things as we leave.

This Little Light of Mine...

2006-01-31T00:10:34Z

No, he isn't singing the song yet, but he does have a more than small interest in flashlights these days. It all started with a tiger flashlight and was quickly followed by a snake. He now has a small collection of battery operated torches.

Flipping switches is another obsession these days and one that has landed him in hot water a time or two when he has entered the bathroom and plunged it into darkness while it was otherwise occupied. He seems to find this funny, but I have another opinion.

It gets dark pretty early these days and the stars have been in full view a few nights as we returned home from one of our many activities. Three times I have had to wait a few minutes while he laid on his back (on muddy ground no less) to count the stars. Does it get sweeter than that? maybe when he says goodnight to them as we go inside.

He may just have a future as an electrician, a miner, or an astrologer.

Perch

2005-07-08T16:31:44Z

Liam is now a perch! That is swimming lesson speak for old enough to take a swim lesson with mom not in the pool!

So far so good with lessons under his belt. He follows directions and sits where he is supposed to. I am so proud of him and he enjoys it so much. Other than a few times splashing in the pool with Daddy, this is his first real experience with swimming. He isn't the fish that Daddy is, but he isn't as nervous around the water as I am.

I think he will do just fine!

Starting fresh

2005-07-08T14:02:43Z

I have really loved my time blogging Liam's life using blogger, but I have decided to start a new blog (really just a continuation of the original) here at livejournal because of security issues. I will feel more comfortable posting pictures of his life in an environment where I can control (to some degree) those who access it!

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