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The boys attended their first karate class tonight. They are SO in love.
This local studio has a class just for three and four year olds. A co-worker of mine has been taking his son for a couple of years, and we chatted about it for a while. We decided to stop by tonight, we weren't quite sure if we'd just be able to watch a bit, or what.
The instructor met us at the door, introduced herself to the boys, and asked them their names and ages, and then to take off their shoes. We were a bit early, so they started by whacking balls around the practice area with little bats. Henry claims to have liked this part best, but he didn't stop grinning for the next half hour.
( kicks and chops and blocks, oh my! )
They're going to have fun with this. So are we. :-D
The boys attended their first karate class tonight. They are SO in love.
This local studio has a class just for three and four year olds. A co-worker of mine has been taking his son for a couple of years, and we chatted about it for a while. We decided to stop by tonight, we weren't quite sure if we'd just be able to watch a bit, or what.
The instructor met us at the door, introduced herself to the boys, and asked them their names and ages, and then to take off their shoes. We were a bit early, so they started by whacking balls around the practice area with little bats. Henry claims to have liked this part best, but he didn't stop grinning for the next half hour.
( kicks and chops and blocks, oh my! )
They're going to have fun with this. So are we. :-D
"Daddy! No! Don't play with us! We're playing together!" (We've apparently been rendered obsolete)
"Let's play ancient Egypt! Edward, you lay on the floor and I'll build a [pillow] pyramid on you. You're the pharoh, and now you're undead. Mom! Come be the Egyptologist and find him!"
"Mom, I love you more than Mac -n- Cheese."
And lest you fear too much sweet, don't worry. Henry also mooned Edward and said "Look at my butt!" (And got sent to the bench...)
"Let's play ancient Egypt! Edward, you lay on the floor and I'll build a [pillow] pyramid on you. You're the pharoh, and now you're undead. Mom! Come be the Egyptologist and find him!"
"Mom, I love you more than Mac -n- Cheese."
And lest you fear too much sweet, don't worry. Henry also mooned Edward and said "Look at my butt!" (And got sent to the bench...)
sleepy kid
Sep. 30th, 2009 08:37 amLast night, just after the early fall dusk, we started a campfire in the backyard. The boys loved it, and snuggled up watching the fire and gazing up at the stars. No marshmallows this time. :-)
At exactly 8pm, Edward yawned, rubbed his eyes, curled up on my lap, and fell instantly asleep. What I wouldn't give to be able to do that.
At exactly 8pm, Edward yawned, rubbed his eyes, curled up on my lap, and fell instantly asleep. What I wouldn't give to be able to do that.
Obligatory MTA Post
Mar. 23rd, 2009 09:39 pmSo, MTA. It went pretty well. The weather was amazingly good, if a little chilly in the morning, and a little sunny in the afternoon, but that's quibbling. It was perfect wool weather, and sun is better than rain any day. Especially at Mud Through the Ages.
We made it right at five for set up. The boys and I explored the site while Jeff worked. Saturday, we arrived a bit late, but shaving a few hours off of the beginning made the end of the day much easier on us, parenting-wise. By the end up Sunday, we were all a bit crunchy, but what else is new. I think maybe it'd be better to not go to site with the boys ahead of time, so all is new and shiney on Saturday.
Henry is in LOVE with Jamestown. Why not? There are tall ships, the fort, the church, a forge, the powder magazine, big fields, guns, motorcycles, swords, tents, fencers, chickens, everything that a little boy could possibly love. We sat and watched somebody make nails for about a half hour, and it was me who dragged him away, not the other way around. When Robert Beddingfield gave Henry a nail on Sunday, Henry was in seventh heaven, clutching it the rest of the day. We wandered through the church shortly after that, where Henry inspeced all of the forged nails and wood joinery in the lectern for well over 30 minutes.
I had one of those "magic moments" in there. You know, those moments where you're transported back, if only for an instant. We were sitting in the lectern, and although it was an Anglican church, and we'd have been good Catholics in 1471, the wood joined with cut nails, Henry looking all studious in his gown, quietly inspecting everything around him, crouching down with the light falling gently on his face. It was a moment. The fur on his gown, the dark wool, it all combined to make just the right picture and feeling for me.
The boys were simply adorable. By the end of Sunday Henry was weary of having his picture taken. He and Edward stole the hearts of so many little old ladies.
They were good. Intense, but relatively good. Had they not been good it would have been impossible, not just intense. It's getting easier. Every year gets just a little more manageable. We do need to come up with some more toys and activities before MTT.
A couple of non sequiter highlights. We met the man who built the HMS Surprise (think Master and Commander). He coordinated the building of a replica of the Rose, an earlier Revolutionary War era warship. The Rose was pressed into service once again as the Surprise, for the movie. She was renamed after that, and is now in San Diego. It was a bit of a geekgasm highlight. We also met the author of the book Growing up the Middle Ages. It was released after Edward was born, and after I did most of the research for my swaddling articles and such. We talked shop and traded notes, and I've resolved to pick up the book.
( ok, on to the pictures )
We made it right at five for set up. The boys and I explored the site while Jeff worked. Saturday, we arrived a bit late, but shaving a few hours off of the beginning made the end of the day much easier on us, parenting-wise. By the end up Sunday, we were all a bit crunchy, but what else is new. I think maybe it'd be better to not go to site with the boys ahead of time, so all is new and shiney on Saturday.
Henry is in LOVE with Jamestown. Why not? There are tall ships, the fort, the church, a forge, the powder magazine, big fields, guns, motorcycles, swords, tents, fencers, chickens, everything that a little boy could possibly love. We sat and watched somebody make nails for about a half hour, and it was me who dragged him away, not the other way around. When Robert Beddingfield gave Henry a nail on Sunday, Henry was in seventh heaven, clutching it the rest of the day. We wandered through the church shortly after that, where Henry inspeced all of the forged nails and wood joinery in the lectern for well over 30 minutes.
I had one of those "magic moments" in there. You know, those moments where you're transported back, if only for an instant. We were sitting in the lectern, and although it was an Anglican church, and we'd have been good Catholics in 1471, the wood joined with cut nails, Henry looking all studious in his gown, quietly inspecting everything around him, crouching down with the light falling gently on his face. It was a moment. The fur on his gown, the dark wool, it all combined to make just the right picture and feeling for me.
The boys were simply adorable. By the end of Sunday Henry was weary of having his picture taken. He and Edward stole the hearts of so many little old ladies.
They were good. Intense, but relatively good. Had they not been good it would have been impossible, not just intense. It's getting easier. Every year gets just a little more manageable. We do need to come up with some more toys and activities before MTT.
A couple of non sequiter highlights. We met the man who built the HMS Surprise (think Master and Commander). He coordinated the building of a replica of the Rose, an earlier Revolutionary War era warship. The Rose was pressed into service once again as the Surprise, for the movie. She was renamed after that, and is now in San Diego. It was a bit of a geekgasm highlight. We also met the author of the book Growing up the Middle Ages. It was released after Edward was born, and after I did most of the research for my swaddling articles and such. We talked shop and traded notes, and I've resolved to pick up the book.
( ok, on to the pictures )
The boys are doing better, and we didn't get what they had. At one point, I was afraid we'd have take Eddie to the ER for dehydration, but he *finally* accepted a juice box, when NOTHING else would make him happy.
However, daycare is still not on the list of things they are happy about.
Facebook is kinda fun, but I'm not sure why I signed up when I don't even have time for LJ...
I keep getting requests for little applications like pillow fights, best friends, celebrity death match and such. They're all from friends, but I don't really know what they are. If I click accept, it says that the app will import/take my profile info. Are these a security risk? Can anybody give me a short explanation? Please don't be offended if I don't accept these, at least not for now.
I had one of those recurring dreams the other night that I hadn't done my homework. Trouble is, I woke up, and I really *hadn't* done my homework. Eek! I also totally forgot about class last night until four o'clock in the afternoon. I could have easily let it slip my mind. Next think you know, I'll have forgotten my locker combo, shown up to school naked, and realized that it's time for my final in a class I didn't know I'd signed up for. Ai!
My cat is a little love slut. She's SO snuggly. She just wants to be ON your lap. Always. Well, except for when the boys are awake, and then she's usually down in the basement. She tolerates them reasonably well, having little to no experience with kids before. Henry is in LOVE with her. He's totally gentle and patient, too, so I have hope for them becoming friends.
My one concern before her arrival was her interaction with the bird. Cat was curious about bird. Cat went in bird's room. Bird not impressed with Cat. Bird squawked and flapped wings obnoxiously. Cat ran. Cat won't go anywhere near Bird's room.
If you've been over to our house, I'm guessing you'll sympathise with Cat. I needn't have worried.
However, daycare is still not on the list of things they are happy about.
Facebook is kinda fun, but I'm not sure why I signed up when I don't even have time for LJ...
I keep getting requests for little applications like pillow fights, best friends, celebrity death match and such. They're all from friends, but I don't really know what they are. If I click accept, it says that the app will import/take my profile info. Are these a security risk? Can anybody give me a short explanation? Please don't be offended if I don't accept these, at least not for now.
I had one of those recurring dreams the other night that I hadn't done my homework. Trouble is, I woke up, and I really *hadn't* done my homework. Eek! I also totally forgot about class last night until four o'clock in the afternoon. I could have easily let it slip my mind. Next think you know, I'll have forgotten my locker combo, shown up to school naked, and realized that it's time for my final in a class I didn't know I'd signed up for. Ai!
My cat is a little love slut. She's SO snuggly. She just wants to be ON your lap. Always. Well, except for when the boys are awake, and then she's usually down in the basement. She tolerates them reasonably well, having little to no experience with kids before. Henry is in LOVE with her. He's totally gentle and patient, too, so I have hope for them becoming friends.
My one concern before her arrival was her interaction with the bird. Cat was curious about bird. Cat went in bird's room. Bird not impressed with Cat. Bird squawked and flapped wings obnoxiously. Cat ran. Cat won't go anywhere near Bird's room.
If you've been over to our house, I'm guessing you'll sympathise with Cat. I needn't have worried.
So much to write
Dec. 27th, 2008 10:32 pmSo much to write about, but I haven't had much computer time, so I'll just include a snippet before I forget.
We took a US Capitol tour yesterday. The boys went along, and looked up in awe at the Rotunda.
As we went into the old Supreme Court chamber, dim with lamps, and furnished as it was in 1850, Eddie gasped, and said, "Oh, what a bootful woom!"
We took a US Capitol tour yesterday. The boys went along, and looked up in awe at the Rotunda.
As we went into the old Supreme Court chamber, dim with lamps, and furnished as it was in 1850, Eddie gasped, and said, "Oh, what a bootful woom!"
Merry Christmas!
Dec. 24th, 2008 02:35 pmAnd Good Yule, and a Happy Hanukkah to all!
It's been a laid back day. Family is coming in tomorrow evening, so today was just us. For Christmas Eve dinner, we had seared tuna with dipping sauce, saffron rice with shrimp, asparagus, salad, and crusty bread. It was fabulous, festive, Luana could eat it, and we started cooking less than an hour ahead of time. WIN.
I *did* forget to think about dessert ahead of time, so we rummaged through the freezer and cupboards, and I whipped up a blueberry cobbler. The can of cherries was somehow 15 years old... o.O
Luana put the boys to bed (Jeff and I have NO luck with getting them to nap) and I brought up the family presents and put them under the tree. Henry woke up and has been investigating, and now we're just waiting for Eddie to wake up. We were sitting under the tree, drinking eggnog, and Henry says, "I love Eddie, SO MUCH." I can't write the expression in his voice. Aww.
We'll do presents, probably watch Wall-E (which is under the tree right now), eat some popcorn and a small dinner, and head to the family candlelight service. Santa presents are tomorrow. I figure if we spread it all out, the presents will be easier for them to handle. When we were buying everything, it all seemed like so much, but by the time we divided it between the two of them, and between family vs. Santa presents, it hardly seems like anything at all.
Merry Christmas, all. May you all have angst free family visits, and wonderful days.
It's been a laid back day. Family is coming in tomorrow evening, so today was just us. For Christmas Eve dinner, we had seared tuna with dipping sauce, saffron rice with shrimp, asparagus, salad, and crusty bread. It was fabulous, festive, Luana could eat it, and we started cooking less than an hour ahead of time. WIN.
I *did* forget to think about dessert ahead of time, so we rummaged through the freezer and cupboards, and I whipped up a blueberry cobbler. The can of cherries was somehow 15 years old... o.O
Luana put the boys to bed (Jeff and I have NO luck with getting them to nap) and I brought up the family presents and put them under the tree. Henry woke up and has been investigating, and now we're just waiting for Eddie to wake up. We were sitting under the tree, drinking eggnog, and Henry says, "I love Eddie, SO MUCH." I can't write the expression in his voice. Aww.
We'll do presents, probably watch Wall-E (which is under the tree right now), eat some popcorn and a small dinner, and head to the family candlelight service. Santa presents are tomorrow. I figure if we spread it all out, the presents will be easier for them to handle. When we were buying everything, it all seemed like so much, but by the time we divided it between the two of them, and between family vs. Santa presents, it hardly seems like anything at all.
Merry Christmas, all. May you all have angst free family visits, and wonderful days.
And now, to feel better, a cute kid post
Oct. 8th, 2008 10:28 amConversation with Henry, upon picking him up from school:
Me: Are you and Eddie my favorite boys?
Henry: Eddie is your sunshine.
Me: Oh! Are you my sunshine, too?
Henry: No. I’m your moon. And you’re a moon, too.
Conversation with Eddie, upon leaving the house this morning:
Me: *hugs Henry* I love you!
Me: *hugs Eddie* I love you!
Eddie: I love you, mama!
Eddie: Now give Buana-bear* a hug!
Me: Ok! *laughs* *Hugs Luana*
Eddie: Now give Buana-bear a kiss!
Me: Uh… I’ll blow Buana-bear a kiss.
*what he calls Luana
Me: Are you and Eddie my favorite boys?
Henry: Eddie is your sunshine.
Me: Oh! Are you my sunshine, too?
Henry: No. I’m your moon. And you’re a moon, too.
Conversation with Eddie, upon leaving the house this morning:
Me: *hugs Henry* I love you!
Me: *hugs Eddie* I love you!
Eddie: I love you, mama!
Eddie: Now give Buana-bear* a hug!
Me: Ok! *laughs* *Hugs Luana*
Eddie: Now give Buana-bear a kiss!
Me: Uh… I’ll blow Buana-bear a kiss.
*what he calls Luana
They’ve been testing the fire alarms in our building all day. JOY. Instead of subjecting myself to that, I’ve been listening to the iPod rather loud, likely destroying my hearing. At least I’m enjoying myself.
Occasionally, songs come along that stop you in your track, and you just have to close your eyes and listen. I’m sure that everybody knows what I’m talking about.
Today, it was Bach’s Prelude, which I have from the Master and Commander soundtrack. Usually, it evokes images of tall ships on high seas, and I always love it. Instead, I had a very different image fed to me, very clearly, by my subconscious. I saw Eddie playing, a larger version of himself, but still with his little boy features. Somehow, it wasn’t ridiculous, but it made sense that it was him, just older. He had his serious, concentrating expression on his face, and made the cello sing like a deep baritone voice.
Maybe someday. I think Eddie has it in him. Henry? I don’t think he’d sit still long enough. :-D
Last night, we dug through the boys’ clothes, looking to see what we need and can give away. I *still* have some 3/6 month stuff, even. Oof. I’m sending four (diaper-sized) boxes of stuff to my sister for my nephew. We have a lot of shopping to do, though. Henry’s taller than Eddie, but Eddie has a longer torso. That boy’s legs need to grow!
We also gathered and catalogued a box full of our own stuff to go to Goodwill. Now, just to get there…
Occasionally, songs come along that stop you in your track, and you just have to close your eyes and listen. I’m sure that everybody knows what I’m talking about.
Today, it was Bach’s Prelude, which I have from the Master and Commander soundtrack. Usually, it evokes images of tall ships on high seas, and I always love it. Instead, I had a very different image fed to me, very clearly, by my subconscious. I saw Eddie playing, a larger version of himself, but still with his little boy features. Somehow, it wasn’t ridiculous, but it made sense that it was him, just older. He had his serious, concentrating expression on his face, and made the cello sing like a deep baritone voice.
Maybe someday. I think Eddie has it in him. Henry? I don’t think he’d sit still long enough. :-D
Last night, we dug through the boys’ clothes, looking to see what we need and can give away. I *still* have some 3/6 month stuff, even. Oof. I’m sending four (diaper-sized) boxes of stuff to my sister for my nephew. We have a lot of shopping to do, though. Henry’s taller than Eddie, but Eddie has a longer torso. That boy’s legs need to grow!
We also gathered and catalogued a box full of our own stuff to go to Goodwill. Now, just to get there…
It was hot, muggy, but I was productive. ( I finally submitted my name and device! )
Well, it's nine words, anyway. I just don't remember what they all are. Eddie was pulling me away the whole time. We also have to continue the discussion on the name spelling, but the ball is at least rolling now.
Eddie and I were on our own - Jeff and Henry stayed home to work on deck painting. We didn't arrive until almost 2, and Eddie hadn't slept. Despite that and the heat, he did pretty well. The whole "I have mama to myself" thing works for him. He played, I chatted a bit, everybody sweltered. I totally regretted not wearing my boy underwear. Short event, we left before court, where I understand some friends received well-deserved awards. Yay!
Today - county fair. Henry and I rode the Ferris wheel, much to both of our delights. We got there shortly after the gates opened, looked at animals, tractors, ate funnel cakes, and had a generally grand time. We were all sweating, so we left before noon when the real heat rolled in. Next year, maybe I'll take Henry for an evening and we'll ride rides together. :-)
Well, it's nine words, anyway. I just don't remember what they all are. Eddie was pulling me away the whole time. We also have to continue the discussion on the name spelling, but the ball is at least rolling now.
Eddie and I were on our own - Jeff and Henry stayed home to work on deck painting. We didn't arrive until almost 2, and Eddie hadn't slept. Despite that and the heat, he did pretty well. The whole "I have mama to myself" thing works for him. He played, I chatted a bit, everybody sweltered. I totally regretted not wearing my boy underwear. Short event, we left before court, where I understand some friends received well-deserved awards. Yay!
Today - county fair. Henry and I rode the Ferris wheel, much to both of our delights. We got there shortly after the gates opened, looked at animals, tractors, ate funnel cakes, and had a generally grand time. We were all sweating, so we left before noon when the real heat rolled in. Next year, maybe I'll take Henry for an evening and we'll ride rides together. :-)
Eddie's Turn
Sep. 9th, 2008 09:45 pmSo, Eddie has this new thing.
If you say, "Aaarrrgh" to him, he'll respond with "Beware of Pirates!"
I'm not sure how that happened... He just turned two.
(Poor kid, gets short shrift being younger. Henry is the one who gets all of the stories posted about him, usually. Eddie's also "reading" The Going to Bed Book, which I think garnered Henry a big long post about how awesome he is...)
If you say, "Aaarrrgh" to him, he'll respond with "Beware of Pirates!"
I'm not sure how that happened... He just turned two.
(Poor kid, gets short shrift being younger. Henry is the one who gets all of the stories posted about him, usually. Eddie's also "reading" The Going to Bed Book, which I think garnered Henry a big long post about how awesome he is...)
Happy Birthday!
Sep. 6th, 2008 08:28 pmHappy Birthday to my darling husband, ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
jljonsn. Poor guy, it's been rainy and dreary, he hasn't been able to get anything done outside, and we weren't going to make plans for dinner this evening just in case the weather was still bad. The boys were also pretty antsy since they couldn't go outside, so it wasn't much of a day for him.
We did go out for a brief, but nice, Greek dinner last night, before heading over to a party at Jeff's boss' house. Today, Eddie and I headed out in the middle of the rain, to pick up a ILL book from the library. That's dedication to my art, I tell ya... After returning home, I made Jeff a homemade German chocolate cake. Henry wrapped Jeff's presents all by himself. They were covered, at least!
As for the storm, we got a lot of rain, but hardly any wind at all. The power didn't even flicker! Normally, I like a rainy, dreary day like this, but it just seemed... off.
Happy birthday, babe. Wish it had been better. Love you!
jljonsn. Poor guy, it's been rainy and dreary, he hasn't been able to get anything done outside, and we weren't going to make plans for dinner this evening just in case the weather was still bad. The boys were also pretty antsy since they couldn't go outside, so it wasn't much of a day for him.We did go out for a brief, but nice, Greek dinner last night, before heading over to a party at Jeff's boss' house. Today, Eddie and I headed out in the middle of the rain, to pick up a ILL book from the library. That's dedication to my art, I tell ya... After returning home, I made Jeff a homemade German chocolate cake. Henry wrapped Jeff's presents all by himself. They were covered, at least!
As for the storm, we got a lot of rain, but hardly any wind at all. The power didn't even flicker! Normally, I like a rainy, dreary day like this, but it just seemed... off.
Happy birthday, babe. Wish it had been better. Love you!
Adventures in discipline
Jul. 23rd, 2008 12:31 pmI have quite a few new readers - welcome! Very quick background on my family: Henry has just turned three, and Edward is almost two. They're 13 months apart, but Edward weighs a pound or two more than Henry. Henry is adventurous and very THREE, and Edward is more cautious, but determined and stubborn.
Henry and Edward continue to fight with each other. That part is not news. It will never be news. It will be news if they stop.
I put Henry in the corner a couple of times last night, with Edward in the room. A few minutes later I heard Edward firmly say "Get BACK corner, Henry."
To my utter surprise, Henry went into the corner. He gave me an imploring look, and whined, "Edward TOLD me to go to the corner."
*blink* *blinK*
Um.
Ok.
I had NO idea what to do. Mostly, I just wanted to laugh. I mostly suppressed it.
At a loss of knowing exactly what lesson I wanted taught, I just said, "Edward, tell Henry he can count to ten." (what you have to do to leave the corner in our house)
Henry counted. I said "Edward, tell Henry he can come out now."
Henry came out. How can something be so hilarious and so surreal at the same time?
Henry and Edward continue to fight with each other. That part is not news. It will never be news. It will be news if they stop.
I put Henry in the corner a couple of times last night, with Edward in the room. A few minutes later I heard Edward firmly say "Get BACK corner, Henry."
To my utter surprise, Henry went into the corner. He gave me an imploring look, and whined, "Edward TOLD me to go to the corner."
*blink* *blinK*
Um.
Ok.
I had NO idea what to do. Mostly, I just wanted to laugh. I mostly suppressed it.
At a loss of knowing exactly what lesson I wanted taught, I just said, "Edward, tell Henry he can count to ten." (what you have to do to leave the corner in our house)
Henry counted. I said "Edward, tell Henry he can come out now."
Henry came out. How can something be so hilarious and so surreal at the same time?
BWAHAHAHAHA!
Jul. 16th, 2008 09:49 pmComing this fall on NBC! Christian Slater, in My Own Worst Enemy.
Henry and Edward are polar opposites who share only one thing in common -- the same body.
Niiiiice.
Henry and Edward are polar opposites who share only one thing in common -- the same body.
Niiiiice.
Birthday presents
Jul. 8th, 2008 11:07 am(Yes, I'm catching up on some posting. Can you tell?)
Last night we gave Henry his birthday presents from us, since we were out of town on his birthday proper.
His last gift was a big box with a scooter in it. I shoved the wrapped box over to him, and he started pulling off the foil.
Henry (excitedly): "What is it?"
Me: "I don't know, what is it?"
Henry: *rips off foil*
Henry: "Oooooh! It's a BOX! It's a big brand new BOX just for ME! Thanks guys!"
(he's in a "guys" stage)
He eventually got the box itself open, and was just as excited about the scooter itself. Edward, on the other hand WANTED the scooter too. Despite the other gifts, there was a bit of a tussel. *sigh* Opening presents with two toddlers both heavily in the "mine" stage? Full of fail.
They both enjoyed the gifts, though. Henry LOVED the harmonica. So did I, since he can't really make it sound bad. The kazoo, however, stumped him. He just couldn't do anything but blow into it, achieving silence. Eddie got it just fine, of course.
Henry spent a good portion of last evening dancing on the scooter, to the sound of his lovely little harmonica. "Was that song GREAT, mama?" Yep!
We also picked up the Target wooden kitchen. It's a new design, and I can't find it on the target.com site, but needless to say it's a lovely toy. It seems sturdy, has knobs and buttons, and the fixtures look great. We were almost done putting it together, and I pulled out a little box, and asked "what on earth could be in here?"
Believe it or not, they *included* accessories, like a frying pan, a little cookie sheet, and some utensils. No toy *includes* accessories. I was impressed.
And the boys loved it. This morning, Eddie wanted to wash his hands in HIS sink instead of the big one.
Last night we gave Henry his birthday presents from us, since we were out of town on his birthday proper.
His last gift was a big box with a scooter in it. I shoved the wrapped box over to him, and he started pulling off the foil.
Henry (excitedly): "What is it?"
Me: "I don't know, what is it?"
Henry: *rips off foil*
Henry: "Oooooh! It's a BOX! It's a big brand new BOX just for ME! Thanks guys!"
(he's in a "guys" stage)
He eventually got the box itself open, and was just as excited about the scooter itself. Edward, on the other hand WANTED the scooter too. Despite the other gifts, there was a bit of a tussel. *sigh* Opening presents with two toddlers both heavily in the "mine" stage? Full of fail.
They both enjoyed the gifts, though. Henry LOVED the harmonica. So did I, since he can't really make it sound bad. The kazoo, however, stumped him. He just couldn't do anything but blow into it, achieving silence. Eddie got it just fine, of course.
Henry spent a good portion of last evening dancing on the scooter, to the sound of his lovely little harmonica. "Was that song GREAT, mama?" Yep!
We also picked up the Target wooden kitchen. It's a new design, and I can't find it on the target.com site, but needless to say it's a lovely toy. It seems sturdy, has knobs and buttons, and the fixtures look great. We were almost done putting it together, and I pulled out a little box, and asked "what on earth could be in here?"
Believe it or not, they *included* accessories, like a frying pan, a little cookie sheet, and some utensils. No toy *includes* accessories. I was impressed.
And the boys loved it. This morning, Eddie wanted to wash his hands in HIS sink instead of the big one.
