Where did May go?!

My beloved children continually take on new habits. Some are designed to reduce me to tears of joy, some are designed simply to teach me how much my parents deserve my respect for not killing me as a child. Caleb has started in on "why?" after every word, phrase, command or question is posed to him. I thought that didn't start until they were like four. I'm hoping he lives till four.

The good thing is that it's not ALWAYS rebellion that prompts the question. Sometimes he seems genuinely curious. And sometimes he's just stalling. Regardless of its motivation, this single word is causing me to consider boarding school for preschoolers. It makes my "huh" frustration fall by the wayside. I guess that's the thing about life - never resent issues today, because tomorrow is probably going to bring something far more irritating.

Wait, is that too pessimistic?!

Gavi is a crawler to the extreme. He's the fastest little thing in the world. Except in sand ~ it's so fun to watch him on the playground, because he leaves "turtle tracks" in the sand! (Like when turtles are using their flippers to get off the beach? I'll have to try to find a picture.) But he gets where he's going. He also pulls himself up on anyone or anything that stands still. It really shocked me the first time he did it, because I hadn't realized he was to that phase yet! It doesn't seem like he should be able to do that yet!

He's also enjoying the guilt factor that I've got going on. He eats almost twice as much as he was eating before and gets supplemental formula bottles as well! He eats ricotta with rice cereal for breakfast, chicken with zucchini and carrots for lunch, and pork with green beans and applesauce for dinner. It's got to be pretty nice for him. He still has cranky time at night, though. I don't know what it is. My favorite night of the week is Wednesday when we have our bible study. Having him in a different environment seems to keep him from cranking out. Plus, he just loves the ladies that play with him.

Happy Birthday, Mom Fashbaugh!

Did I mention that I saw Prince Caspian?! I usually just use this website to ramble about my cute kids, but MAN did I enjoy that! We had Rob and Susan come over after church then left the monkeys with Miss Mandy. (I had told Caleb, "Rob and Susan are coming over, then you'll stay with Miss Mandy. " So he kept asking when "Miss Robin" was coming over. Hilarious, if a little insulting to Rob's masculinity!) It was SO fun to see a movie in a big theater! The last movie I'd seen new was Juno back in December. I hope to get a chance to see Hancock, but I'm not going to count on it.

My mom is retiring this FRIDAY! A lifetime of teaching little rugrats comes to a close. The end of an era, really. I thought she'd be happier, but I think she just needs to get done before she'll be excited. Right now, I think she's half grieving, half just in shock. And a smidge overwhelmed by all that she has to do before she's done! Regardless, if you see her, give her a big congratulatory hug! She's still involved with the school board at Rez, so I suspect she's not going to be some little gardening lady. And my own fair family is going to do the best we can to keep her hopping!

Caleb's vocabulary is getting greater every day. His sentence structure sometimes just shocks me. It's fantastic! And Gavi is starting to babble. Hooray! His big thing now is the "lalalas" since he really just likes to play with his tongue. And I think he's got those next two teeth coming in. The two of them LOVE to play together! Whenever Gavi gets fussy, Caleb tries to calm him down with "peek-a-boo." It's so precious. On a good day, he can get Gavi laughing like a loon. On a bad day, it generally devolves into Caleb shushing him and Gavi screaming more loudly. It's a good time either way just to see Caleb work at the interaction.

 Terra replied...

The reason I hated Fracture so much was that I couldn't figure it out and of course my husband had it figured out way early and then made me feel like a dunce for not getting it. I even had to think about it awhile afterwards to put all the pieces together. I suppose it has less to do with the movie and more to do with not liking looking stupid, even with my husband. :)