he plays and sleeps with his daddy. remember, that’s a big deal?
he cut his first tooth last night. this milestone almost broke me. one of our games is to let him chew on my chin. it won’t be long now before that’s over. aah, the twinge of sadness. and he’s doing that get up on knees and hands and rocking some – the prep for crawling! yea, you, little man! he has his first ever sickness. he has our cold. i hate it. which means his 6 month shots will be delayed.
in other news, my second born read his first word yesterday! i was so excited! i’ve discovered i like to use a combination of Teach Your Child To Read In 100 Easy Lessons and Hooked On Phonics. so we’re going back and forth with both boys.
i’m reading Little House in the Big Woods to the kiddos. the boys are, surprisingly to me, really enjoying it. we made hasty pudding yesterday since that’s what laura’s grandma made. note: the kiddos didn’t like it. i didn’t mind it.
sciencemadesimple.com i found it yesterday. awesome resource. we learned about why the leaves change colors in the fall.
the things they say: my girl for the longest kept telling me the baby had “pizza” in his ear and to get it out. this disturbed me because i wouldn’t put it past her to put pizza in his ear. finally figured out it was just the orangy ear goop! “pizza” – too funny!
my second born said for a while “he’s so chutesy.” for cutesy. and he would say it in this little high-pitched baby voice. i loved it.
my oldest who has spoken so well for so long still says “wep wipes” now, i’m aware all it would take would be for me to correct him once, but i love it. i love that he still calls it that. i will try to correct him before he’s an adolescent. (unlike my husband who thought ambulance was “ambliance” for ever - ann, now, i fully understand!!)
my girl has dancing time everyday. everyday she asks for music to be turned on and she goes to an empty place in the living room and twirls around. usually, after putting on a dress-up dress.
my oldest has started taking his own showers.
wow, you mean they get independent? do i really want that as much as i once thought? raising kids is a huge mix of happy and sad all rolled into one, isn’t it? i love what i’m doing. it’s been a long road to loving it. but i’m here now. and how great.
