4.16.12
Ed and I have really enjoyed our boys these past few weeks. Even though they get into lots of trouble (Gill got in the refrigerator and "pacqued" a whole dozen dyed and hard boiled eggs all over the floor; Jonas poured cinnamon sugar on the floor and I found both boys on their hands and knees licking it up), they are little people now. We can communicate with them, and reason with them (most of the time).
Gill's hair remains curly and he is a happy boy, though we now see evidence of a temper when he doesn't get his way. He loves to eat and has moved beyond the high chair, but must constantly be reminded to sit down and not get on the table.
We are really trying to get Jonas to dress himself. His shoes are often on the wrong feet and his underwear is occasionally on backwards. Mostly, he is very reticent, and insists that he doesn't know how to dress himself. It's interesting to see how quickly he learns when we threaten to take away iPad time.
Friday night, I took the boys to my school where they spent about 10 minutes running through the halls and 45 minutes on the playground. We went home, had dinner, then took at bike ride (with Ed towing the boys in the bike trailer) to Foo's for frozen yogurt. Then, we stopped at Borderstar's playground until it got dark. Gill went right to sleep when we got home, but Jonas is our energizer bunny, and didn't go to sleep until 10:30. Ed and I were watching Hugo and Jonas was fascinated with the boy living in the clock and the heart shaped key. I think I fell asleep before he did. Ed enjoyed the movie but was the only one who saw the ending.
Yesterday, we went to Loose park to fly a kite (unsuccessfully) then Jonas helped Ed repair the tiller while Gill napped. The boys were partially responsible for the kite failure, as they kept snagging the line. Gill decided he wanted to bite it, and Jonas followed suit. They looked like they were flossing.
Last night, we had dinner at the Sniderman's house. The boys were highly entertained by Ethan, Paul and Dean and their heavy arsenal of toys. At 10:45, Jonas told me that he wasn't ready to leave, and never would be. And this was after Dean bit him, probably because Jonas took a toy from him. I see him do that often with Gill.
Today, they spent time outside with us while we cleaned up the yard and Ed tilled the front, readying the shade garden soil.
We had a late lunch today at The Well, and the boys behaved fairly well. It feels so good to have options again. We can go places with them and not fear something disastrous or terribly embarrassing will happen. Of course, when we were at the playground, Jonas had a poop emergency and we had to talk the custodian into letting us use their bathroom.
Monday, April 16, 2012
Wednesday, April 4, 2012
Spring
Jonas' favorite color is now green. We had special green shakes from McDonald's today in celebration of Gammaw's delayed flight.
Gammaw has been visiting for the past two weeks, and the boys have enjoyed seeing her. She eats popsicles with them and help dye Easter eggs. We dyed 5 dozen; about 1 dozen were immediately cracked by an exuberant Gill. Jonas tried to protect them from "Gillzilla." There was a lot of screaming.
During Gammaw's visits, she inevitably catches the germs that they bring home from school, so we always send her home sick. But she keeps coming back. After the arrival of cousin Olin just 2 miles down the road from her, we thought we might see less of her, but were pleasantly surprised with this recent visit.
Gill's hair has stayed curly. The longer it gets, to more curls. And when it's freshly washed or humid outside, it's really curly. I like to brush it out and make it look wild.
Jonas is talking more than ever. He was given the Denver II test at school, and scored low in verbal and social development. My theory is that his constant, year-long ear infections really cost him some language development. Gill had tubes early and is talking up a storm too. Jonas is also a bit "slow to warm" and become reserved in large group settings. There are 35 kids in his class, though only 20 on any given day. That is a lot of kids to interact with. In any case, I'm getting his hearing checked and having him tested further. His teacher did come to visit us at home and observed that he is much more talkative and social than she sees at school. She does note repetitive behaviors and some rigidity to routine. He particularly does not like to get his shirt wet or his feet dirty. He will also get quite upset if his morning chocolate milk (dosed with Miralax) isn't placed on the shelf above the toilet in the master bathroom.
My favorite thing about Jonas is what a cuddler he is. He is a very loving child. Though he and Gill fight, he is protective of his brother, and very oriented to his company. He likes to have him home when he's home. When he gets out of class at the end of the day, he runs to Gill's room. Gill, who is almost always in a good mood, will hop up and down when he spots Jonas. He follows Jonas everywhere and mimics everything that Jonas does.
The boys will be getting a kite and parachute circle thingee, plus a few Sid the Science Kid videos for Easter. And minimal chocolate, hopefully. Noni already sent two packages and Easter is still a week away. The first package had a Clifford DVD, edible Easter grass, and candy. The 2nd package contained a hopping, dancing bunny who sings "Here Comes Peter Cottontail." It's not a song you hear these days, and that's the (only) charming part of the dancing bunny. Gill is very reserved around it, and did try to hide behind the sofa in a crying fit, screaming "no bunny!" I have it on video. If I can figure out how to get it off the stupid iPad, I will post it here.
Gammaw has been visiting for the past two weeks, and the boys have enjoyed seeing her. She eats popsicles with them and help dye Easter eggs. We dyed 5 dozen; about 1 dozen were immediately cracked by an exuberant Gill. Jonas tried to protect them from "Gillzilla." There was a lot of screaming.
During Gammaw's visits, she inevitably catches the germs that they bring home from school, so we always send her home sick. But she keeps coming back. After the arrival of cousin Olin just 2 miles down the road from her, we thought we might see less of her, but were pleasantly surprised with this recent visit.
Gill's hair has stayed curly. The longer it gets, to more curls. And when it's freshly washed or humid outside, it's really curly. I like to brush it out and make it look wild.
Jonas is talking more than ever. He was given the Denver II test at school, and scored low in verbal and social development. My theory is that his constant, year-long ear infections really cost him some language development. Gill had tubes early and is talking up a storm too. Jonas is also a bit "slow to warm" and become reserved in large group settings. There are 35 kids in his class, though only 20 on any given day. That is a lot of kids to interact with. In any case, I'm getting his hearing checked and having him tested further. His teacher did come to visit us at home and observed that he is much more talkative and social than she sees at school. She does note repetitive behaviors and some rigidity to routine. He particularly does not like to get his shirt wet or his feet dirty. He will also get quite upset if his morning chocolate milk (dosed with Miralax) isn't placed on the shelf above the toilet in the master bathroom.
My favorite thing about Jonas is what a cuddler he is. He is a very loving child. Though he and Gill fight, he is protective of his brother, and very oriented to his company. He likes to have him home when he's home. When he gets out of class at the end of the day, he runs to Gill's room. Gill, who is almost always in a good mood, will hop up and down when he spots Jonas. He follows Jonas everywhere and mimics everything that Jonas does.
The boys will be getting a kite and parachute circle thingee, plus a few Sid the Science Kid videos for Easter. And minimal chocolate, hopefully. Noni already sent two packages and Easter is still a week away. The first package had a Clifford DVD, edible Easter grass, and candy. The 2nd package contained a hopping, dancing bunny who sings "Here Comes Peter Cottontail." It's not a song you hear these days, and that's the (only) charming part of the dancing bunny. Gill is very reserved around it, and did try to hide behind the sofa in a crying fit, screaming "no bunny!" I have it on video. If I can figure out how to get it off the stupid iPad, I will post it here.
Thursday, January 26, 2012
A Day with Jonas & Cars
Jonas is home sick today with a fever and cough. I'm enjoying some one-on-one time with him. The first thing he wanted to do today was read his Lightning McQueen book. It has 5 stories in one book. That's 130 pages of Cars lore. It's been a favorite of both Gill and Jonas' since we bought it 6 months ago at the daycare book sale.
After the book, I suggested breakfast and Sesame Street. Jonas opted for cinnamon toast and Cars 2. He totally turned his nose up at Sesame Street. I am shocked and a little sad.
Even though Jonas has seen Cars 2 about 10 times already, I'm finally taking the time to watch some of it with him. It's a clever film but fast paced. And now I can finally understand what new word Jonas has been using: Finn McMissile is the secret agent car, narrated by Michael Cain.
Yesterday, after picking up the boys from daycare, we stopped by the library. Before we went in, I reviewed the rules with Jonas: no running away, no climbing the shelves, and use a quiet voice. Jonas has been a predictable "runner" at every outing, so I am often loathe to take the two boys anywhere on my own. Yesterday's trip to the library went better than in the past, though Jonas marred his near perfect behavior by running away from me right before getting back into the car. The highlight of the trip was when Jonas recognized a book on the shelf....some book about a boy who can't help but cover himself in paint. Each of the boys had a fabric bag for books, so we put the paint book in Jonas' bag. Gill promptly copied him by pulling a random book off the shelf and putting it in his own bag. He is a constant copy cat. A few minutes later, when I attempted to add some books to Gill's bag, he pitched a fit, falling to the floor where he lay on his back and cried pathetically. At that point, I made a rather speedy transition to the checkout desk. We read at least 4 of the 15 books we brought home before bedtime, including A Frog on a Log in the Bog and The Mixed-Up Chameleon by Eric Carle. (The Eric Carle books always seem to be a favorite).
A random funny thing that Jonas does now is refer to Gill as "that one." And he waits until the absolute last minute to go to the potty, dancing around, holding his crotch, announcing his need to tee-tee. It's pretty funny to watch his little body dance in front of the toilet as he works to get his pants and underwear out of the way.
He has finally and firmly reached the age of independent play. One of his favorite things are his fabric expandable tunnels. He connects them to "houses" he constructs by turning over the chairs he and Gill got for Christmas. Sometimes, blankets are draped to create more "house." His other favorite playthings are laundry baskets. He uses them to become a turtle or hermit crab, lugging them up and down the stairs. He also uses the vacuum cleaning tools (especially the extension hose) as his sword. They often end up in Ed's car where they languish for weeks until the house become deplorably dirty from the lack of appropriate vacuum cleaning tools.
I guess we should stop spending money on expensive toys. I particularly hate the plethora of hot wheels and track that stays scattered throughout the house and playroom. Some days, it feels like I spend at least an hour moving things back into the proper place (including Ed's stuff). I often wonder what things might look like if I just stopped doing that. Hm.....
But I wouldn't change a thing, and know that I'll one day miss those scattered toys littering the floor.
After the book, I suggested breakfast and Sesame Street. Jonas opted for cinnamon toast and Cars 2. He totally turned his nose up at Sesame Street. I am shocked and a little sad.
Even though Jonas has seen Cars 2 about 10 times already, I'm finally taking the time to watch some of it with him. It's a clever film but fast paced. And now I can finally understand what new word Jonas has been using: Finn McMissile is the secret agent car, narrated by Michael Cain.
Yesterday, after picking up the boys from daycare, we stopped by the library. Before we went in, I reviewed the rules with Jonas: no running away, no climbing the shelves, and use a quiet voice. Jonas has been a predictable "runner" at every outing, so I am often loathe to take the two boys anywhere on my own. Yesterday's trip to the library went better than in the past, though Jonas marred his near perfect behavior by running away from me right before getting back into the car. The highlight of the trip was when Jonas recognized a book on the shelf....some book about a boy who can't help but cover himself in paint. Each of the boys had a fabric bag for books, so we put the paint book in Jonas' bag. Gill promptly copied him by pulling a random book off the shelf and putting it in his own bag. He is a constant copy cat. A few minutes later, when I attempted to add some books to Gill's bag, he pitched a fit, falling to the floor where he lay on his back and cried pathetically. At that point, I made a rather speedy transition to the checkout desk. We read at least 4 of the 15 books we brought home before bedtime, including A Frog on a Log in the Bog and The Mixed-Up Chameleon by Eric Carle. (The Eric Carle books always seem to be a favorite).
A random funny thing that Jonas does now is refer to Gill as "that one." And he waits until the absolute last minute to go to the potty, dancing around, holding his crotch, announcing his need to tee-tee. It's pretty funny to watch his little body dance in front of the toilet as he works to get his pants and underwear out of the way.
He has finally and firmly reached the age of independent play. One of his favorite things are his fabric expandable tunnels. He connects them to "houses" he constructs by turning over the chairs he and Gill got for Christmas. Sometimes, blankets are draped to create more "house." His other favorite playthings are laundry baskets. He uses them to become a turtle or hermit crab, lugging them up and down the stairs. He also uses the vacuum cleaning tools (especially the extension hose) as his sword. They often end up in Ed's car where they languish for weeks until the house become deplorably dirty from the lack of appropriate vacuum cleaning tools.
I guess we should stop spending money on expensive toys. I particularly hate the plethora of hot wheels and track that stays scattered throughout the house and playroom. Some days, it feels like I spend at least an hour moving things back into the proper place (including Ed's stuff). I often wonder what things might look like if I just stopped doing that. Hm.....
But I wouldn't change a thing, and know that I'll one day miss those scattered toys littering the floor.
Monday, January 2, 2012
New Year Reflections
Our boys are approaching the age of true engagement. They play with each other, sometimes fighting, but mostly playing, and can have conversations with us. Gill's conversations, of course, are more statements of need or an assertion of "no" or "yes" but he clearly understands so much of what's going on. It's delightful. Ed and I enjoy so much of our time with them. Occasionally, one or the other of us gets to take time with just one boy. Jonas might join me in feeding Tiga at the Johnson's house. Gill might come along with me to the store. Yesterday, while Gill and Ed napped, Jonas and I went to the neighbors' house (Tracy and Dave) for an open house brunch. He was mostly mindful, and I immensely enjoyed having him with me.
Today, we brought the boys to Little Monkey Business because it is bitterly cold outside....too cold to play, and we've been home together for 3 days now. It was time to get out and let them run wild.
The place was quite busy with like-minded parents, so it seemed challenging at first. Jonas played while Gill hung back, seeming to be a bit overwhelmed by the crowd of kids and parents. Eventually, Gill warmed up and the place thinned out. Climbing into an elaborate structure to reach a slide, Jonas was having a blast. Gill wanted to join. Because we couldn't easily reach Gill to help him, I told Jonas to look out for him. We discovered that he took this rather seriously. He would wait for Gill at the top of the slide, then pull him down with him. Jonas would slide down on his belly, feet first, arms outstretched, pulling Gill down in the same position (on his belly) but head first, arms outstretched. They looked like a pair of giggling love bugs. It was precious. Jonas would hang on the slide, patiently waiting for the slower Gill to make it through the obstacle. At one point, another kid tried to push him down the slide by pushing on his head. Jonas got quite upset. He is a sensitive kid when it comes to bullying. Gill can often make him cry, though Gill is often the one crying. However, when Gill cries, it is in anger and outrage that he can't have someone. Jonas usually cries because his feelings are hurt.
Jonas is our picky eater. He told me yesterday that he doesn't like meat. He prefers anything sweet or starchy. Corn, pancakes, bread / toast, fries, candy, cookies, green beans (canned only), fish sticks, waffles, grapes, french toast, cereal, hot dogs, sausage, pizza, pears and pickles. Gill's repertoire of favorite foods is a bit wider; he loves olives and will try almost anything. I worry about the levels of sugar and salt they ingest.
Speaking of eating, Gill loves to use his tongue - when he eats and otherwise. He is obsessed with the pacifier, though seems to not notice when it's not in his mouth. Today when I handed him a drink, he put his hand to his mouth to remove the pacifier that wasn't there. He often does this. He really only needs it at night, though we let him have it anytime. While he's playing, we can see him with his tongue sort of hanging out. Last night, he ate his cookies with no hands, reaching down with his mouth like a dog to lick the icing. See the video here. What's up with that?
Jonas knows one "curse-word" - dammit, and when he senses my frustration, will sometimes caution me not to say it, even though I haven't. "Don't say dammit Momma. It's a bad word." Right now, he is watching Power Rangers on the iPad. I don't like to let him watch that, but he apparently found it on his own on Netflix. Why does he like it? I can't understand it.
We read books to the boys at night. Usually, Gill is upstairs before Jonas, so he picks a few out early. All you have to do is tell him to get a book, and he runs (not walks) to the shelf and pulls out some of his favorites. Right now, he likes "Brown Bear" and "The Bridge is Up" The picture dictionary is always a favorite, and any book that has fold out flaps is a hit. It's amazing how much they both like to read.
Today, we brought the boys to Little Monkey Business because it is bitterly cold outside....too cold to play, and we've been home together for 3 days now. It was time to get out and let them run wild.
The place was quite busy with like-minded parents, so it seemed challenging at first. Jonas played while Gill hung back, seeming to be a bit overwhelmed by the crowd of kids and parents. Eventually, Gill warmed up and the place thinned out. Climbing into an elaborate structure to reach a slide, Jonas was having a blast. Gill wanted to join. Because we couldn't easily reach Gill to help him, I told Jonas to look out for him. We discovered that he took this rather seriously. He would wait for Gill at the top of the slide, then pull him down with him. Jonas would slide down on his belly, feet first, arms outstretched, pulling Gill down in the same position (on his belly) but head first, arms outstretched. They looked like a pair of giggling love bugs. It was precious. Jonas would hang on the slide, patiently waiting for the slower Gill to make it through the obstacle. At one point, another kid tried to push him down the slide by pushing on his head. Jonas got quite upset. He is a sensitive kid when it comes to bullying. Gill can often make him cry, though Gill is often the one crying. However, when Gill cries, it is in anger and outrage that he can't have someone. Jonas usually cries because his feelings are hurt.
Jonas is our picky eater. He told me yesterday that he doesn't like meat. He prefers anything sweet or starchy. Corn, pancakes, bread / toast, fries, candy, cookies, green beans (canned only), fish sticks, waffles, grapes, french toast, cereal, hot dogs, sausage, pizza, pears and pickles. Gill's repertoire of favorite foods is a bit wider; he loves olives and will try almost anything. I worry about the levels of sugar and salt they ingest.
Speaking of eating, Gill loves to use his tongue - when he eats and otherwise. He is obsessed with the pacifier, though seems to not notice when it's not in his mouth. Today when I handed him a drink, he put his hand to his mouth to remove the pacifier that wasn't there. He often does this. He really only needs it at night, though we let him have it anytime. While he's playing, we can see him with his tongue sort of hanging out. Last night, he ate his cookies with no hands, reaching down with his mouth like a dog to lick the icing. See the video here. What's up with that?
Jonas knows one "curse-word" - dammit, and when he senses my frustration, will sometimes caution me not to say it, even though I haven't. "Don't say dammit Momma. It's a bad word." Right now, he is watching Power Rangers on the iPad. I don't like to let him watch that, but he apparently found it on his own on Netflix. Why does he like it? I can't understand it.
We read books to the boys at night. Usually, Gill is upstairs before Jonas, so he picks a few out early. All you have to do is tell him to get a book, and he runs (not walks) to the shelf and pulls out some of his favorites. Right now, he likes "Brown Bear" and "The Bridge is Up" The picture dictionary is always a favorite, and any book that has fold out flaps is a hit. It's amazing how much they both like to read.
Thursday, December 29, 2011
Christmas in Lousiana
We traveled down to Lafayette this past week to celebrate Christmas at Noni's little house. Jonas and Gill were excited to visit cousins Nathan and Chris in Arkansas on the way down. We made it all the way to Noni's house (and then back home) in a one-day sprint, arriving near midnight both times.
Some highlights of the trip: presents from Noni (truck for Gill, bristle blocks for Jonas, ornaments, robes), Uncle Dex & Aunt Jen (paper constructable space ship, recycling truck for JD, wind-up clock for Gill), and lots of stocking stuffers from Aunt Desi and Uncle Joel. Aunt Desi even finished Gill's stocking! It's a beautiful match to the one she made for Jonas 3 years ago.
Noni also had a special riding tractor ready for the boys. Despite the rain, we went out for several rides on the tractor. Sadly, only one boy can ride at a time, and Gill is still too young to operate it properly, though that didn't stop him from trying to push his brother off it every chance he got. Jonas was a cautious driver, and only came close to running over Gill when he first got on it.
On Christmas night, we journey to Cindy's house in Opelousas where all of the cousins gathered for a traditional game of "Dirty Santa." We came home with red plastic baskets (the kind you get full of fries and a burger) and a grouchy santa. We had hoped to pop fireworks, but it rained the whole time we were there. We saw Cindy's crew: Cindy, John S., Chelsea and John T. (kids André, Adrienne, and Abbygail), Cala and Shay (kids Jude and Sydney), Lauren & new boyfriend Tommy (kids Shianne and Nathan), Bob & Jan's crew: John G., Rocky & Beth (Owen), Ross & Sara. Desi, Dex, Joel and Noni were there as well. It was a full house. Aunt Cindy still had lots of food left to snack on, plus freshly baked rolls from her square black iron skillet. She had "planted" the best gift in the pile for Dirty Santa - my mother's graduation photo framed in a cheesy 50's car frame.
Some bonus gatherings included a trip to the park where Joe joined us, plus a visit to Old Tyme and Borden's with Angela, Erik, and Mark.
Noni, Joel, and Desi cooked an amazing feast, including seafood gumbo, (paleo) chicken and sausage gumbo, smoked beef and spicy turkey, petite pois, creamed spinach, sweet potato casserole, brussel sprout salad, and more. We ate ourselves sick. Here's a photo of the boys making chocolate chip cookies with Noni.
Some highlights of the trip: presents from Noni (truck for Gill, bristle blocks for Jonas, ornaments, robes), Uncle Dex & Aunt Jen (paper constructable space ship, recycling truck for JD, wind-up clock for Gill), and lots of stocking stuffers from Aunt Desi and Uncle Joel. Aunt Desi even finished Gill's stocking! It's a beautiful match to the one she made for Jonas 3 years ago.
Noni also had a special riding tractor ready for the boys. Despite the rain, we went out for several rides on the tractor. Sadly, only one boy can ride at a time, and Gill is still too young to operate it properly, though that didn't stop him from trying to push his brother off it every chance he got. Jonas was a cautious driver, and only came close to running over Gill when he first got on it.
On Christmas night, we journey to Cindy's house in Opelousas where all of the cousins gathered for a traditional game of "Dirty Santa." We came home with red plastic baskets (the kind you get full of fries and a burger) and a grouchy santa. We had hoped to pop fireworks, but it rained the whole time we were there. We saw Cindy's crew: Cindy, John S., Chelsea and John T. (kids André, Adrienne, and Abbygail), Cala and Shay (kids Jude and Sydney), Lauren & new boyfriend Tommy (kids Shianne and Nathan), Bob & Jan's crew: John G., Rocky & Beth (Owen), Ross & Sara. Desi, Dex, Joel and Noni were there as well. It was a full house. Aunt Cindy still had lots of food left to snack on, plus freshly baked rolls from her square black iron skillet. She had "planted" the best gift in the pile for Dirty Santa - my mother's graduation photo framed in a cheesy 50's car frame.
Some bonus gatherings included a trip to the park where Joe joined us, plus a visit to Old Tyme and Borden's with Angela, Erik, and Mark.
Noni, Joel, and Desi cooked an amazing feast, including seafood gumbo, (paleo) chicken and sausage gumbo, smoked beef and spicy turkey, petite pois, creamed spinach, sweet potato casserole, brussel sprout salad, and more. We ate ourselves sick. Here's a photo of the boys making chocolate chip cookies with Noni.
Wednesday, November 30, 2011
Random Thoughts
Gill's favorite words: no, truck, up, outside, milk, mama
Jonas' favorite phrases: "No Gill!" "I'm hungry" (but only at 9pm when he's in bed), "Can we go to a park / car wash?", "Want to go for a bike ride."
Jonas' daycare class did an inventory of what each child was most thankful for, in honor of the holidays. While the other kids listed things such as mother, father, baby brother, dog, etc, the words "cakes" was next to Jonas' name. We know that he probably meant cup cakes. And he probably really only meant cup cake icing. Yes, we were totally edged out by sugar and lard.
And he points with his middle finger.
Tried to take the boys to The Muppet Movie. Jonas found it more entertaining to "surf" the seats so we had to leave.
Last night, for his late night snack, Jonas had pickles. I was already in bed and he came to visit me before he went to bed. When I told him he smelled like pickles, he said, "Mama, I'm not a pickle!" When we told him a few days ago that he was plum tuckered out, he said, "Mama, I'm not Tucker! I'm Jonas Vogt!"
The boys had loads of fun over the Thanksgiving holiday, which we spent in Wooster, OH. They played with cousins, ate pie and venison hot dogs, and "drove" Uncle John's tractors. They also met quite a few dogs, played in dog bowls, and fed dogs a variety of foods, including grapes and bacon. A few favorite images from the trip:
Jonas' favorite phrases: "No Gill!" "I'm hungry" (but only at 9pm when he's in bed), "Can we go to a park / car wash?", "Want to go for a bike ride."
Jonas' daycare class did an inventory of what each child was most thankful for, in honor of the holidays. While the other kids listed things such as mother, father, baby brother, dog, etc, the words "cakes" was next to Jonas' name. We know that he probably meant cup cakes. And he probably really only meant cup cake icing. Yes, we were totally edged out by sugar and lard.
And he points with his middle finger.
Tried to take the boys to The Muppet Movie. Jonas found it more entertaining to "surf" the seats so we had to leave.
Last night, for his late night snack, Jonas had pickles. I was already in bed and he came to visit me before he went to bed. When I told him he smelled like pickles, he said, "Mama, I'm not a pickle!" When we told him a few days ago that he was plum tuckered out, he said, "Mama, I'm not Tucker! I'm Jonas Vogt!"
The boys had loads of fun over the Thanksgiving holiday, which we spent in Wooster, OH. They played with cousins, ate pie and venison hot dogs, and "drove" Uncle John's tractors. They also met quite a few dogs, played in dog bowls, and fed dogs a variety of foods, including grapes and bacon. A few favorite images from the trip:
Tuesday, November 15, 2011
Boy Update
Gill's favorite words: no, truck, up, outside, milk, mama
Jonas' favorite words: "No Gill!"
Jonas' daycare class did an inventory of what each child was most thankful for, in honor of the holidays. While the other kids listed things such as mother, father, baby brother, dog, etc, the words "cakes" was next to Jonas' name. We know that he probably meant cup cakes. And he probably really only meant cup cake icing. Yes, we were totally edged out by sugar and lard.
Tried to take the boys to The Muppet Movie. Jonas found it more entertaining to "surf" the seats so we had to leave.
Jonas' favorite words: "No Gill!"
Jonas' daycare class did an inventory of what each child was most thankful for, in honor of the holidays. While the other kids listed things such as mother, father, baby brother, dog, etc, the words "cakes" was next to Jonas' name. We know that he probably meant cup cakes. And he probably really only meant cup cake icing. Yes, we were totally edged out by sugar and lard.
Tried to take the boys to The Muppet Movie. Jonas found it more entertaining to "surf" the seats so we had to leave.
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