Here sweetie, have some cereal from the bowl
Do you want to see your picture?
See how your face is all blotchy?
Declan, future Blue Angel
Gavin and Declan started a game where Declan rides in the stroller as a pilot (see pic). Gavin closes the hatch and Declan makes plane noises.
D*mn*t, right Declan?
So Gavin tried his first adult word yesterday, and it’s my fault. I muttered it under my breath and then waited to see how long it would take for Gavin to try it out.
Total time: less than 10 minutes.
We’re driving to the store, and Gavin asked if we could go to the Fabric Store. Lisa told him that we couldn’t because they were closing in about three minutes. Happily, Gavin said:
Da**it
, right Declan
We then had the conversation about how there were adult words like there are adult beverages. That particular was fell into the adult word category and we didn’t want to hear it from him. We did give him plenty of alternative words (darn, rats, drat, jinkies, etc.) All was resolved…until we hear it later.
I went in to check on the boys tonight and Declan is sleeping completely splayed out on top of his blankets (this is completely normal) but tonight his Hanna Anderssen jammies are unzipped all the way to the bottom. Don’t ask me how since, if asked, he can zip them about half way up but doesn’t seem to be able to unzip them at all.
My Talkie-Walkie
Declan and Gavin were playing around with an old set of walkie-talkies we have. Declan decided that not only do you merely have to yell into it to be heard without pressing the button (it works for most of the house) it is actually called a “talkie-walkie.”
Knock knock.
Declan’s latest Knock Knock joke:
- Knock knock.
- who’s there
- who who
- who who who?
- Mommy.
Box and Jacks
So I’m driving around with the boys this weekend and we’re listening to a CD I made of a bunch of different songs. Gavin really likes the songs from the “Walk the Line” soundtrack (Johnny Cash and June Carter Cash story with lots of music.) In the middle of some other song Declan starts saying “box, box, box please.” It takes me quite a while to figure out that what he is asking for is “Jukebox” from that soundtrack. He’s trilled when I finally figure it out. Then he says “jacks, jacks, jacks please.” It takes me a lot less time to figure out that he’s asking for “Jackson” - another song from that sound track. Ahhh, the ability to control one’s environment.
By the way, Grandpa is convinced the boys have excellent taste in music.
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