Friday, August 2, 2013

quiet time

Sometimes this house is actually not as crazy as we expect, which means I don't have much to blog about. Boooo. Except for it also means I don't want to drink my dinner. Yayyy. This week has been one of those "quiet" weeks. Sure, they've been off the walls, but there hasn't been one day where I had to wipe poop off the TV, so I'll take it.

But there have been a few things.

We've discovered the New Kid is TERRIBLE at eating watermelon. Seriously chokes every time. On watermelon. Seems like it shouldn't be possible to do that.

He's also at that stage where he wants to always stand. It doesn't matter where or when either. Tubby time. Diaper changing time. Bed time. You're standing still in front of him, so he grabs your legs from behind and you almost both fall over time.

Dizzy is proving to be quite the dancer. Like his mother. His no rhythm, is she having a seizure?, what kind of dancing is that?, mother. Poor kid.

He also has been punching, but finishing it with a kiss and a death grip hug around the neck. It's sweet. So, so sweet.

He also cries real hard when he sees his blanket go in the washing machine. Payback for the punching. I may wash that thing everyday til he's 3.

Baduka sounded out the letters of most of the alphabet earlier today. Like, really? And we taught him to put the milk back in the fridge. Huge deal, because normally he leaves it on the floor in front of the door. He's kind of like a Sim sometimes.

Only four more days of summer school for my little smartypants, too. I can't believe the progress he's made since he started. Still mostly mimicking everything he hears, but there is also the days where he labels everything. Getting him dressed and he says, "Shirt!" "Shoes!" Pouring him a drink and he says, "Milk!" "Cup!" Stuff like that makes me so excited for him. At my mom's pool last weekend he actually said "towel, dried, milk". First time he's ever requested anything.

And he's been wearing his train hat. Which is awesome since normally we aren't even allowed to acknowledge his head, nevermind decorate it.

Thanks boys for the break this week.

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