Saturday, March 22, 2008
Tonight for dinner, my son, the one who won't eat a damn thing unless it is yogurt, pasta, or McD's, actually ate BROCCOLI! Yes, I said BROCCOLI! I didn't even have to sneak it into anything, like I've been doing! Holy of holies! Keep your fingers crossed for me that he keeps it up!
LB had an egg hunt at school yesterday, which he proceeded to miss because he was Mr. Cranky McSpanky, and did not take a nap when he was supposed to. We thought we would have a little egg hunt here at home for him today. He loved it! He found all 12 eggs and even shared some with his little sister. Of course he ate all the jelly beans and candy corn in them. He then proceeded to run around the living room on a sugar high. Mike and I began to question our judgement. Maybe a jellybean in every other egg? Hhhhhmmmm. At least there was no major meltdown after all the candy had been consumed. Afterwards, he wanted to go on a second egg hunt. We obliged, but this time no candy was given!
BB found the first egg!
Counting eggs together. BB wanted to be in on the action!
LB was very excited about the jellybeans!
We dyed eggs this afternoon. I was helping LB put a few eggs into the bowls, when the entire egg carton fell off the table and on to the floor, scattering and cracking all but 2 of the 9 eggs left. My thoughts were echoed through my son's mouth, when he proclaimed "Oh shit!". He did have a wonderful time using his hands to dye his eggs. I wonder how long it will take to get it all off?
Monday, March 17, 2008
My wee lad and lass wanted to wish all a safe and Happy St. Patty's Day. We celebrated our Irish heritage yesterday with the traditional corn beef and cabbage, which my son promptly turned his nose up at. My wee lass has no teeth yet to participate!
Sunday, March 16, 2008
March is known for its blustery days. Today was no exception. Uncle Matt bought LB a kite a few weeks ago, and this afternoon we broke it out! I don't know who taught him the word kite or even what one was. He certainly knew what you are supposed to do with one! He had the best time running with it and trying to get it up in the air, and then yelling about how it was up "too high!" BB had her first experience sitting in the grass. From her facial expressions, I don't think she cared too much for it!
Saturday, March 15, 2008
Monday, March 10, 2008
Mike and I believe in using actual words and not nicknames, to name body parts. Since he began speaking, LB has been very interested in labeling every nook and crannie on his body. We taught LB the word "penis" awhile ago. He pronounces it "pena". About a week or so ago, he was running around the house singing sounds and making up words, at least that it was I thought he was doing, until I REALLY listened to him. "Pena, pena, pppppeeeeeennnnnaaaa!" Great new song isn't it? Pretty catchy too. Mike and I just looked at each other and lost it. How proud my husband was. At least he's fairly normal. Afterall, aren't most men obsessed with their "pena's"?