Thursday, June 23, 2016

clothes

Says the boy who wears his shoes on the wrong feet and his pajamas backwards, 
"If the babysitter wears the right clothes more often, then she gets to be my friend right away….I don't know what the right clothes are because there are all sorts of them…The wrong clothes people, I just don't like." 

 

Friday, June 17, 2016

Noah's a pirate

There's a song that Noah learned at school about pirates. He makes his arms kind of swagger when he sings it. These are his words:
"The day I went to sea
I jumped upon a pirate ship
and the cactus said to me..."
I told him that it's probably a "captain" and not a cactus, but he said no. It's a cactus. 

There's another song he likes to sing,and he sings it to Aviva. It's a lullaby. These are the words:
"Good night, sleep tight,
Lay your head on my stroller..."

We have a book about animals helping each other, and there's a sunbird that helps a gorilla by removing a splinter. When Noah got a splinter the other day, he suggested finding a sunbird. I told him we'd carefully take it out, and use tweezers and maybe a needle also, and he wanted to know if we'd be making a hole in him.

We're finding new ways to deal with a sleepy Noah. Putting him to sleep and waking him up are often so difficult. Josh found a great way to wake him up in the morning: get a book and start reading to him. He wakes up and asks questions about the book and he's totally and quickly coherent, and it's great. At night, we're starting to play music in his room, and soon we'll have sound recordings of stories being read to him. I'm hopeful. I'm hopeful that it will not continue to take an hour and a half to put him to bed.

Eeba do it

Aviva is very very two. She wants to do things on her own and gets really upset if I help. If I pick up something I dropped, she gets mad and takes it out of my hand, drops it on the floor, and then picks it up herself. And she'll say, "there." She also wants me to take food out of my mouth and make messes again. She still really likes to hide, and sometimes it means she stays where she is but covers her eyes, and then demands, "find me." 

We usually get creamy peanut butter and both kids eat a lot of peanut butter on apples or bread. I bought crunchy peanut butter last time, and Aviva thought it had dirt in it. Every time she ate a bite, she spitted it out and said "dirt."