I had no idea that he could do math the way he does. It's one of those surprise things that he comes out with every now and then that just about put me on the floor. He was doing addition with Julie, he does some subtraction with me, and the other day I said that I'd done 2/3rds of something, and he pipes up, "So there's one third left?"
It might have been a fluke, but I just stared at him, jaw on my shoes.
He's doing to be smarter than me much sooner than I expected.
Tuesday, June 28, 2011
His First Quote!
Oh, he's going to end up a nerd after all!
At dinner tonight he was picking out onions as is his wont. I told him he didn't need to pick them all out before he ate any of it, and he says to me, "Whenever I see an onion, I just need to get it. That's just who I am, dad." It's - more or less - a line from "How To Train Your Dragon", and it was the first time he's adapted a quote for context.
I'm so proud.
At dinner tonight he was picking out onions as is his wont. I told him he didn't need to pick them all out before he ate any of it, and he says to me, "Whenever I see an onion, I just need to get it. That's just who I am, dad." It's - more or less - a line from "How To Train Your Dragon", and it was the first time he's adapted a quote for context.
I'm so proud.
Yay, THAT Phase...
About two weeks ago, Joey hit a new phase. I'm pretty sure that it was concurrent with a gigantic jump in his speech; he's now much more vocal, and understandable, and able to convey what he wants.
It's this last that I think is the issue now; because he's able to communicate, he gets upset when we don't do what he wants. Really upset. I think it's because he got very used to us jumping whenever we understood what he wanted, but now, when we don't, he melts down. Every. Single. Time. There's screaming and crying and stamping of feet. Frequently, there's running away, with the occasional crumpling to the floor. It's good times all around, really.
Sam had a similar phase, but I don't think it was quite as intense. Happily, we're not expecting it to last long; it's a toddler phase, after. Good or bad, those never last.
It's this last that I think is the issue now; because he's able to communicate, he gets upset when we don't do what he wants. Really upset. I think it's because he got very used to us jumping whenever we understood what he wanted, but now, when we don't, he melts down. Every. Single. Time. There's screaming and crying and stamping of feet. Frequently, there's running away, with the occasional crumpling to the floor. It's good times all around, really.
Sam had a similar phase, but I don't think it was quite as intense. Happily, we're not expecting it to last long; it's a toddler phase, after. Good or bad, those never last.
Tuesday, June 21, 2011
His First Pun!
Sam - Mama, that toot surprised me.
Julie - It surprised me, too.
Sam - It surprised me toot!
Julie - It surprised me, too.
Sam - It surprised me toot!
Monday, June 20, 2011
Our Fish
Sam liked the pool next door last year, and Joey started to enjoy himself as well. We were unprepared for it's reception this year.
Apparently, we had fish instead of children.
Aside from a surprising and terrified reluctance to swim in the deep end, Sam is doing amazingly well. He's down to one water wing - and that only because we can't convince him to try swimming without it - and is doing cross-wise laps and jumping off the sides.
Joey is a born swimmer, no doubt about it. Put him in water wings and he's happy as a clam; give him the slightest support under his belly and he's arms and legs a-buzzing. He's thrilled to be in the water, and both of them will stay in well past the point when they're shivering and turning a lovely shade of purple.
I have a feeling this summer will be one of dirt and water in roughly equal quantities.
Apparently, we had fish instead of children.
Aside from a surprising and terrified reluctance to swim in the deep end, Sam is doing amazingly well. He's down to one water wing - and that only because we can't convince him to try swimming without it - and is doing cross-wise laps and jumping off the sides.
Joey is a born swimmer, no doubt about it. Put him in water wings and he's happy as a clam; give him the slightest support under his belly and he's arms and legs a-buzzing. He's thrilled to be in the water, and both of them will stay in well past the point when they're shivering and turning a lovely shade of purple.
I have a feeling this summer will be one of dirt and water in roughly equal quantities.
The Sandbox
So I built a sandbox for the boys last summer and, for reasons that will forever be lost in time and are in no way simple (yet impressive!) procrastination, the sand for said box arrived this weekend.
Wow.
Some things are a hit as soon as they appear; the sandbox is such a thing. I think they racked up multiple hours of sandbox time each over the weekend, which was pretty impressive, considering it didn't get filled until midday Saturday.
The true genius of it, if I do say so myself, is it's location. It's on the back deck directly across from the kitchen window. We can stay in the air conditioned interior and watch them occupy themselves.
I knew this day would come. This is the day that we've been dreaming about. This is the day we can say "Go outside and play". And they do.
Wow.
Some things are a hit as soon as they appear; the sandbox is such a thing. I think they racked up multiple hours of sandbox time each over the weekend, which was pretty impressive, considering it didn't get filled until midday Saturday.
The true genius of it, if I do say so myself, is it's location. It's on the back deck directly across from the kitchen window. We can stay in the air conditioned interior and watch them occupy themselves.
I knew this day would come. This is the day that we've been dreaming about. This is the day we can say "Go outside and play". And they do.
Monday, June 13, 2011
Good Nights
Joey is learning the routine and the phrases for bedtime. He now says "I love you", and "Bed, please" and, of course, "Good night". That last one gets a /lot/ of play; we now say good night to:
-Lion (stuffed animal number 1)
-Lobster (stuffed animal number 2)
-all the Sesame Street decals in the bathroom (there are eight, I believe)
-the various Nemo stickers in the bathroom (there are four)
-mummy
-daddy
-and, of course, Sammy
Some days it's more of a production than others, but it's always entertaining (especially when he gives his stuffed animals good night kisses).
-Lion (stuffed animal number 1)
-Lobster (stuffed animal number 2)
-all the Sesame Street decals in the bathroom (there are eight, I believe)
-the various Nemo stickers in the bathroom (there are four)
-mummy
-daddy
-and, of course, Sammy
Some days it's more of a production than others, but it's always entertaining (especially when he gives his stuffed animals good night kisses).
Sunday, June 12, 2011
He's Getting Quick...
The new game at dinner tonight was to name as many fruits as possible, then vegetables, then colours, then candies. Julie said, "Junior Mints." Quick as wink came the reply: "Senior Mints!"
Too clever for his good, that one is.
(I haven't figured out yet whether Joey is as clever as his brother... or cleverer.)
Too clever for his good, that one is.
(I haven't figured out yet whether Joey is as clever as his brother... or cleverer.)
Lines You Didn't Expect To Say
"Don't stab my toes with forks!"
"You can cover your bum and your penis if you want to."
"Boy I hope that was already in your hand."
Insert your own context here. It would probably be more entertaining than the actual thing.
One of the most interesting things I'm discovering as a parent is how incredibly mundane the strangest situations can be. I mean, it's not that normal to have to come up with a story starring Batman and a talking watermelon for someone who's pooping. And yet, when it happens enough times, it stops being strange when you're there...
"You can cover your bum and your penis if you want to."
"Boy I hope that was already in your hand."
Insert your own context here. It would probably be more entertaining than the actual thing.
One of the most interesting things I'm discovering as a parent is how incredibly mundane the strangest situations can be. I mean, it's not that normal to have to come up with a story starring Batman and a talking watermelon for someone who's pooping. And yet, when it happens enough times, it stops being strange when you're there...
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