My kids say and do so many fun things and I know if I don't write them down they will be lost forever. So today I am going to write a few funny things I watched my kids do recently.
It's funny how Madeline can't talk yet I find myself constantly smiling at everything she does. It is so fun to watch her grow and do new things. Her latest fun accomplishment, playing peek-a-boo. Anytime she has anything made out of fabric in her hands she throws it over her face then whips it back down and gives me a big, one tooth, grin before I can even say a word.
Austin is such a hoot too, and the more he talks the more I realize how many crazy things are going through his head! The other day we where at Walgreens standing in line at the pharmacy counter when Austin started to hang from the bars that keep all the people in a nice straight line. I looked at him and said "You are a monkey!" about two minutes later, after he had run around and climbed some more, he comes up to me and says "Hi monkey!" I tried to tell him he was the monkey but he simply wouldn't listen. I have been called Monkey ever since.
More and more I am seeing Madeline working to grab the attention of everyone in her sights. Last week on our drive home from Colorado she managed to hold everyone in an Applebee's in awe. She was being her usual squirmy self while I was trying to eat my food and she had caught the eye of the table behind us and across from us. Finally the table across from us couldn't deny her a moment longer. They started saying hello, and she didn't disappoint. She started to scrunch her nose and raise her eyebrows and just generally show off all the funny faces she knows how to make. Once the attention of the table across from us turned back to their food. I heard one lady say "I love it when they know how funny they are!" All I could think was, I have quite the diva on my hands!
Austin is starting to make bigger decisions now and it makes him feel so important that I will often ask him questions to make him feel like he is in control of his surroundings. Yesterday I asked the whopper, "What do you want for dinner?" he looked at me with his little brows pulled together and I could tell he was really considering what he might want. After a long pause he finally comes out with it. "Dinner!" he screams feeling so proud to be part of this decision. "Oh," I say "you want to eat dinner for dinner?" poking a little fun. He looks up at me and does a little jump while he says "Okay!" Boy that was he a big help, not!
Thursday, September 2, 2010
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