
Tuesday, July 5, 2011
We Had Fish
...instead of children. Exhibit A, for your viewing pleasure:
Exhibit B:
As of Saturday, Joey decided that he didn't need (or want) somebody helping him in the pool. I had him hooked on to the side of the pool while I threw Sam in, and Joey apparently got tired of waiting. He let go, paddled off, and yelled at me when I tried to help ("No, daddy!").
After that he did laps. Ok, one lap, but he's only two.
Sam, not wanting to be outdone, now swims with one water wing and is practicing swimming with his head submerged. Yes, it's funny to watch when he's wearing buoyancy devices.
Joey now does the same with two water wings.
Sam will also swim underwater with no water wings, and he looks as comfortable doing it as a penguin. (He's not so good yet with overwater without water wings, but we're working on it.)
I fully expect Joey to escalate this week. Even though he doesn't view it as escalation, Sam obviously does. This can only be good in terms of entertainment value.
Exhibit B:
As of Saturday, Joey decided that he didn't need (or want) somebody helping him in the pool. I had him hooked on to the side of the pool while I threw Sam in, and Joey apparently got tired of waiting. He let go, paddled off, and yelled at me when I tried to help ("No, daddy!").
After that he did laps. Ok, one lap, but he's only two.
Sam, not wanting to be outdone, now swims with one water wing and is practicing swimming with his head submerged. Yes, it's funny to watch when he's wearing buoyancy devices.
Joey now does the same with two water wings.
Sam will also swim underwater with no water wings, and he looks as comfortable doing it as a penguin. (He's not so good yet with overwater without water wings, but we're working on it.)
I fully expect Joey to escalate this week. Even though he doesn't view it as escalation, Sam obviously does. This can only be good in terms of entertainment value.
Sunday, July 3, 2011
Happy Birthday, Joey!!
I realize that the post is going up a couple of days late, but I swear, we sang on the day...
Joey is now 2. I'm going to repeat that, because it freaks me out a little.
Joey is now 2.
He hasn't been a baby for quite a while at this point, but there's still something about hitting "little boy" age. Nobody expects anything from a one-year-old (at least, nobody who isn't about to get disappointed), but 2 just seems so much older.
Yes, I realize it's double. Quit hasslin' me.
He talks like a boy, runs around with The Crazy like a boy, laughs at burping, is fascinated by bugs and poop... it wasn't all that long ago that he was an extremely sober, wide-eyed, silent infant.
Quite frankly, I like him more the older he gets. I don't expect that to change any time soon.
Joey is now 2. I'm going to repeat that, because it freaks me out a little.
Joey is now 2.
He hasn't been a baby for quite a while at this point, but there's still something about hitting "little boy" age. Nobody expects anything from a one-year-old (at least, nobody who isn't about to get disappointed), but 2 just seems so much older.
Yes, I realize it's double. Quit hasslin' me.
He talks like a boy, runs around with The Crazy like a boy, laughs at burping, is fascinated by bugs and poop... it wasn't all that long ago that he was an extremely sober, wide-eyed, silent infant.
Quite frankly, I like him more the older he gets. I don't expect that to change any time soon.
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