iphone life twelve

here is a little recap of january... through my camera phone's eye.

our sweet boy on his magic night

harper and beckett love some movement class

yay snow! boo jackets!

little artists

new birthday table! wowie zowie!

lauren and al come for a short visit

"i'm just doing some baking... if you care"

good bye mountain man!!!

he's just too cool

goodbye peanut butter

when beckett and i were in hawaii we went to a thai restaurant for dinner one night and i gave beckett some salad with peanuts on it. he didn't get the peanuts... i picked them out, but he broke out in hives all over his face. he didn't have other symptoms, and the dressing was vinegar based and he has the most sensitive skin, so i decided that was the issue. in the back of my mind though, i was a little nervous that maybe, maybe, maybe it was the peanuts.

the thing is... i think it is annoying when kids have peanut allergies. first of all, i don't understand why it is on the rise... why every school is a peanut free zone... why peanut butter and jelly sandwiches are a lunch meal of the past. i also feel like people make peanut allergies seem way worse than other allergies (really... it's because they are). once i flew on a flight and they didn't pass out peanuts because there was somebody on the flight who claimed to have such a severe peanut allergy that peanut dust being in the air could cause him to go into anaphylactic shock. really? (i still think that is extreme. AND you have to ingest peanuts to go into shock, if you have the allergy.) also, peanut butter is SO good and a life with no peanut butter cups is a half life. how sad for those people. that's why i ate 47,000 peanut butter sandwiches when i was pregnant. so beckett would be suuuuper immune to the allergy. really, i just replaced lunch meat with peanut butter... i have no idea what causes allergies. also, neither do doctors it turns out. 

last night i went shopping at trader joes and had a fun idea... i bought the peanut butter sandwiches for beckett to try. his first delicious peanut butter experience. i would give them to him right when he got up from nap because you should always introduce a new food right after a child wakes up to give them prime awake time to react to it, just in case. beckett loved them! of course... they are delicious. and he was fine after he ate them! no hives all over the face. great news!

thirty minutes later, beckett was playing with a puzzle on the ground and projectile vomited. it was shocking to everybody, including beckett. we cleaned everything up and i sat with b on the couch and he seemed okay. we thought he was maybe getting sick. another thirty minutes later, we sat down to dinner and beckett started developing a cough. he crawled into my lap and i noticed his breathing was super shallow and raspy. i put my hand on his chest and he was working hard for every breath he took. we ran out the front door and headed to the er. matt said if somebody had come into our house they would have thought we were raptured... with our full meal just sitting on the table.

when we got to the er, matt dropped beckett and me off and they rushed us back once they knew he was having a peanut reaction. the doctor came right in and said he was definitely reacting and in anaphylactic shock. his throat was closing up and if it closed off completely he would need a tracheotomy. eeeeek. that was scary news. they gave him an epi-pen shot (which he screeeeeamed over, it was a huge needle) and also used an epi-nebulizer and got an iv put in. he also had to have his heart rate monitored because of all the steroids. beckett thought the iv was very hurt-ie... he super hated it. he got benadryl, an additional steroid, and stomach medication in the iv. after the shot, his breathing was almost instantly better. thank goodness.

the benadryl made beckett really tired for about 10 seconds and then he just got weird and loopy. we had to stay at the hospital for monitoring for a few hours, to make sure he didn't relapse when the epi-pen wore off... so we didn't get discharged until after midnight. during that time beckett drank an obscene amount of apple juice. also, our doctor shift changed while we were there and the new doctor came in and said, "hey you guys, i'm brock." and i wanted to say, "hey, brock. you should probably introduce yourself with your last name because... your name is brock. and i can't really think of a name that sounds less professional." rude of me? yes. sorry if you named your son brock and were hoping he would be a successful doctor that went by his first name at all times. 

after the hospital, we had to go to a 24 hour pharmacy and pick up benadryl for b to have every 4 hours and epi-pens to keep in case of an emergency. beckett was a crazy insane person by this point from lots of drugs and no sleep. he just ran around walgreens pointing at things and dancing and shaking vitamin bottles and trying to open packs of halls cough drops. good lord. when we got home, we gave him more benadryl and tried to go through his bed time routine, but of course he slept with us... so we could stare at him and make sure he was breathing. he woke up this morning and cuddled ford and was totally fine. he ate a ridiculously large amount of food today and now we are back to normal. except we have to check everything he eats for peanuts... and make sure everybody knows about his allergy... and practice using an epi-pen... and find a pediatric allergist... and work on being those parents that slap peanut butter sandwiches out of other kids' hands because they were eating it too close to our kid. that's right people... our house is a peanut free zone, starting now... so, yeah. almond butter, here we come. 

2 year check up

beckett had his 2 year check up on the 18th and it went really well, per the usual. jane came with us (don't judge her bathrobe... i grabbed her right from pajama day at school) and we asked her if she wanted a couple just for fun shots, but she passed. since b is just so old now, he got a tiny gown! it was the most riduclous. beckett got one shot and... no tears! he stared at the nurse and you could see him literally holding them back, like he didn't want to give her the satisfaction of seeing him cry. what a brave, strange boy. beckett is still considered tall and slender, according to the charts. he does have skinny arms and legs, that belly on the other hand... well, we'll see what happens with that. beckett is a big guy now and the doctor said he should take a multi-vitamin. he's practically an adult. we got him gummy vitamins with extra, extra vitamin d, since he is slightly sun deprived here. when the sun does shine, beckett screams, "my eyes! get out of here sun!!!" ha! he is truly my kid. his favorite part of the check up this time? getting his reflexes tested, of course. that is pretty funny. 

height: 36 inches (3 feet exactly!) 86%

weight: 28 pounds 49%

head: no more head measurements!

beckett interview

i found an idea on pinterest (shocked?) where you interview your child every year on their birthday with the same questions and see how they change. they  all started at age 3, but i thought i would give it a try with beckett now. he did pretty good. he couldn't answer everything, but i was surprised at how much he could answer. he is so cute. also, margaret... are you dying at his best friend? i am. 

beckett kol at 24 months

so i debated in my brain whether to keep running with months in the title or take the plunge and switch to years. i am not ready for years yet, i decided. it is shocking how much a little person can change in three months. i have a friend from college who keeps track of her daughter's words on her blog (i'm talking about you, shannon!) and in about six months her head is going to explode with just the thought of trying to keep that up. it's really pretty cool. the brain that i grew in my stomach totally works! it's amazing! and it makes choices and has a sense of humor and can relate to other little people with brains. ahh! i love it. okay... review time...

nicknames: little b...beezer...beckenheimer...beezus

you speak in total full sentences now. like a real person. last night you made a wooden dinosaur roar in the face of your baby doll, then you came up to me and said, "mama, my baby is a little bit scared of dinosaurs." what?! are you five? also, duh... that dino was right up in her face. i also went to get you from a nap the other day and i said, "hello, little boy!" you responded with, "hello, big mama!" your little logical brain is freaking me out! aaaand, in what universe would my nickname be big mama? ha. 

sometimes you pretend to be a cat. you are dedicated to your role, cat time is serious business. you crawl around, and pretend to eat fish and drink out of a bowl, and add lots of "meows" to your sentences. cat beckett usually hangs around for about an hour. that's a loooong time in 2 year old world. it's pretty impressive.

the moment you turned two you decided you were over anything baby. the new booster seat i just bought you like a month ago? dumb. you will only sit in a regular adult chair and you don't care one bit that you can barely see over the table. even at restaurants. it's a delight. no sleep sack for you... just a big boy blanket. no getting assistance into your car seat. no baby cups. also, no more wearing a coat. i don't really know what that is about, but at least it isn't like 30 degrees outside. oh, wait.

(these were the days... of the coat...)

you have two books read to you before nap and bed everyday as part of your routine. you have about ten bedtime themed books that you get to choose from. you know the titles of all the books and pretty much have them totally memorized. sometimes when i am reading a book to you, i will hear you whispering the words along with me. 

you are a great sleeper and we are thankful! you sleep about 10 to 11 hours at night and take a 2 to 3 hour nap in the afternoon. you still prefer to sleep like a teenager and if it were up to you... you would go to bed at midnight and sleeeeeep in. right now you are in bed by 10:30. yes, i know to many people this seems crazy and that one day we will have to adjust our timing. but we don't mind having you hang out with us in the evening and i love not being up at 6 with an early riser. so, whatevs.

obviously, per the usual, there are a million more things, but i'm going to wrap this up. you still have a gigantic santa belly (forever, maybe?) and we love it. you are so compassionate and brave, but not aggressive. you are challenging at times and get easily frustrated when you are having trouble completing a task independently. you do NOT want help before you specifically ask for it. you are a sweet friend and are generally a good sharer. we pretty much just love your face. 

let the wild rumpus start!

beckett's birthday party was a big success. stuffing a giant bounce house into our living room was the best idea i ever had. seriously. the party was where the wild things are themed. so... here are 3 billion pictures...

photo timeline... b every three months!

pom pom garland... literally the only thing i can create with a needle and thread... so yeah...

new photo ledges! eeeeee! the books are all open to the wild rumpus, of course!

the party favors. they had a quote on one side and a picture from the book on the other side. thank you cards will include a photo from the photo booth that can replace the book photo!

tattoo station... super wild.

the name was a pinterest idea... duh!

another pinterest idea... turned out pretty cute. i also made stabilized whipped cream frosting and it was stable and delicious. success.

"he smelled good things to eat..." above the food table. i took no food table pictures! we made homemade mac & cheese. b's favorite.

the bounce house juuuuuuuust fit! phew!