23 and no 'e'

Insanely hard to believe Mattigan is 23 months old today. She is quite her own person with solid opinions and full decision making capabilities. Even if she does change her mind 30 seconds later. Mattigan loves to help. Help with dishes, laundry, painting, sweeping, moving dirt from one plant pot to another.... She can say many words and will repeat almost anything back to you. It's beyond adorable when she says her full name. Mattigan Kensi Barth. Or Matti. With no 'e'. She loves her 'eesi' (ee-see) aka The Khaleesi. The K tolerates her but loves her unerringly 3-5 times a day when Matti eats. Matti really hasn't grown much height or weightwise. But she has all her teeth except her 2 year molars which are working their way in now. She eats really well, unless she doesn't want to, in which case see my first point about having her own very strong opinions. Last night Matti moved out of her crib to her big girl toddler bed. She slept very well in it - mostly because she refused to stay in it to nap and preceeded bedtime with a bath so she was exhausted. She just woke up from a 2 hour nap so we'll see how tonight goes. Party on Wayne.

19 1/2 Months 19 lbs

Hi everyone,

It's been a while since I wrote.  Just wanted to let you know that I was 18 lbs on my 18 month checkup and now I'm close to 19 lbs at 19.5 months.  So I'm doing great gaining weight!

I just got my flu shot Saturday. I didn't like it. Not one bit. Not at all.

Mama got her flu shot on Friday.  I didn't like it. Not one bit. Not at all.

Daddy is going to get his.  And I won't like that either.  Just so you know.

I can say or sign or do both for about 30 words now.  Maybe 40.  I should be at 20 now.  So I'm actually way ahead of the curve.  And as for understanding words and phrases, I'm way way wayyyy ahead.  I do need to practice learning my animals and their sounds.  So mama and I are going to start doing some school time every day.

I'm going to go meet PT soon.  I'm not sure who that is but Mama says my feet turn in a little bit so PT is going to help me stop doing that with some new shoes and maybe some games.

Speaking of games, I went to the playground with Mama today.  I climbed all by myself up up up and down down down.  Then we went down the slide together.  I played on the swing a little but some kids didn't share so I couldn't go on the one that's my size.  That's ok though.  I played with my soccer ball and for the first time, I kicked it.  We went home in my stroller and while Mama made lunch I fell asleep.

Lots to do later.  I have to do my chores.  Khaleesi needs to be fed her dinner.  I should probably do some dusting too.  Mama does pretty well but dust is endless in AZ she says.  We might even go for a bike ride if we can get my new seat.  Whew.  Lots to do every day.  I'll catch up with you again soon.

Love,
Mattigan

Updated Pages

Added some pages and updates to the list on the right.

Mattigan's Sizes can now be found on: Size Matti Up

Mattigan's Wish List for Books is on: Mattigan's Library

And if you're thinking about Christmas:Dear Santa List

Tequila Makes My Clothes Fall Off

Matti's clothes sizes are now on their own page. Everyone asks and I fumble through explaining the size depending on the brand. So here they are: Size Matti Up. (<-- Click the link)

See You Some Day in May

Aunt Kimmy, Great-Aunt Lois, and Grandma Rosemary come for a visit... TBA

May Little Feet Hit The Floor (and not you!)

May found us with the wee one high stepping it around the house.  Matti "walks" from coffee table to Mama, from Daddy to Khaleesi, from the dog's water to the electric cables...  She still prefers bear crawling to get long distances so I'm hesistant to say she's walking everywhere.  But she's almost there full time.  I'm 100% sure Joe and I have each lost 7% of our life span to the minor heart attacks we suffer 23% of every day as Matti traverses the open floor.

Matti is now 15 months old!  Impossible to believe but there it is.

Weight: 16 lb 3 oz
Height: 28 in
Teeth: 6

[photo]  Mattigan loves:

• Destroying newspapers, magazines, and junk mail
• Swimming
• Laughing at Khaleesi when she plays fetch and for no apparent reason
• Sharing her food with Khaleesi
• To eat, particularly ice cream and cookies
• Playing outside
• Reading books

Mattigan dislikes:    [photo]

• Being told what to do
• Dirty diapers
• Teething
• Mangoes

Mattigan is a big girl, she can:

• Say "all done", "mama", "dada", "dog" and "doggie"
• Walk by herself - current record of 13 steps
• Brush her teeth
• Eat cheerios
• Stack blocks

 Mattigan has discovered where the extra toilet paper is ("I'm redecorating, Mama"), the electrical outlets ("I'm just sticking my finger in this socket, Mama"), the stairs ("Dada, I'm just doing my aerobics"), and the dog's water dish ("Dada, I have to wash my hands").  So we've been keeping busy plugging sockets - who the heck invented these things? You can't get them out without a knife, McGyver, and a permit from the U.S. government. - putting up gates on the stairs, adding more locks to the cupboards we didn't think she'd notice, and reminding Matti that we swim in the pool not the dog's water dish.

May 4th Cheers!

"Where everybody knows your name,

And they're always glad you came"

Cheers to our happy, go-lucky, sweet little bundle of energy!


Happy one year homecoming anniversary Mattigan!

9:30 a.m.
One year ago almost to this exact moment we got a call from your doctor to say that you were going home today. We packed all our stuff at Oma and Opa's house, frantically throwing it into suitcases, tote bags, and plastic bags. We cleared off our dresser and cleared out leaving behind clothes still swinging on their hangers and a forlorn flip flop meanwhile telling our puppy we would be back for her. Driving to the hospital our hearts pounded in anticipation and seized up in fear that we would arrive only to find your big day would be postponed. It was surreal how quickly we signed papers, filled bags with your tiny bottles, itsy clothes, and as many hospital goodies as we could stash. (Why yes, we do need extra pacifiers, diapers, formula, gauze pads...) You were bundled into your car seat and with barely any fanfare we were ushered through a back hallway, the closing clang of the giant metal NICU doors echoing behind us in the sudden hush. And so your hospital stay ended as it had begun. Suddenly. Unexpectedly. Your journey home was a couple corridors, elevator ride, and short car trip ahead. Our hearts soaring with happiness and love; our family went home.