Abby & Jack... Tabled...

I'm going to funnel my blogging energies to my normal blog www.burntfudge.blogspot.com for I don't know how long, though I may put special things up on this blog now and then... But I knew my mom would never speak to me again if I left the last picture up of her indefinitely... so this is my place-holding post instead.

Some Randoms

Abby will now and then tell ME to go run and get the camera if she wants something immortalized

Abby and I discussing what she can say to the evil people in her nightmares to make them go away or become nice:

"I think I'll use the words inside my head."

Jack is not convinced on this whole walking thing yet.  Pulling up on things, climbing relentlessly - that he gets.

I am holding down the fort tonight until I wake up Steve at midnight, so I'm keeping Jack with me while he "sleeps."  Groggily he wakes up a little, sees me, pulls out his binky and leans in for a big wet smootch on my lips, puts the binky back into his mouth and smiles a little as he drifts back to sleep.  

Steve and Jack have a game where they both suddenly drop their heads to the couch or a pillow when Steve says, "naptime!"

Abby's First Lost Tooth!

Abby lost her first tooth tonight!

I don't think it's normal to lose teeth yet but this was expected per dentist due to her great face plant into the stone step back during the "Hammerheads" shoot. 

As Abby has been having super-nightmares recently we thought it not a good idea to suggest a mythical fairy would be visiting her room in the middle of the night whether or not said fairy bore money - so if any of your kids are big into the tooth fairy - make sure they don't discuss it with Abby who understands the tooth fairy is just pretend and mommy and daddy are going to give her a treat.

Mommy: breathing pictures

From day one of mommyhood I have loved, adored, treasured, inhaled, absorbed my babies when they slept in my arms, or cuddled with me in bed.

I don't know what fills me with such total happiness.  Maybe it's just the peace of having such kinetic little creatures at rest.  Maybe it's because of the stillness that everything around me slows down and when I stare down at those adorable faces it's like being able to have a living photograph in my arms.  Maybe it's just how open and trusting and beautiful the are when asleep.

I don't know, but it feels like I'm counting the days now - until they won't want to cuddle and snuggle and that recognition of their very skin will move on as the grow and we all let go a bit.  

I think any sleeping baby is pretty precious, but there is something breathtaking about MY sleeping babies... because, of course, they are mine.

Abby: Tell Me More...

Abby has become a veritable sponge for knowledge. It doesn't seem to have much rhyme or reason, a subject will just completely take possession of her. But it's not nearly as knee-jerk as the good ole "why" question which, it must be said, does tend to be more of a "I ask because I can."

No, this just hits her. Like when we were driving home from the grocery store and she started asking how the stuff gets there and why we need to pay for it and why are their grocery stores. The sweetest but most frustrating part for both of us is when she can't quite figure out how to ask what she wants to know. Her vocabulary fails her. So she'll start with, "So when does the stuff come" and I'll say an answer and she'll get frustrated, "No, but I'm asking what's the time." So i try a time. "No, WHEN is it coming."

It can all get very confusing.

Then, when she does start getting somewhere she doesn't want to stop. "Tell me more about the grocery store."

or

"Tell me more and more and more about how the people died" (Steve was watching a History Channel thing)

or

"Mom, let's talk more about this olden times. Can you tell me MORE about it?"

She become very agitated in an excited sort of way when she's on a line of questioning and really would rather not let it go until she's run out of questions.

Which is never... if you were wondering.

Jack: I Did It!

Jack's first word was Dad... followed shortly by Daddy.  I definitely think there is an attachment with the word and the person even though "Dad-EE" is said often throughout the day.

I also think Jack has a version of "up" ... like "uh"... 

He has a hilarious mimic of my "Oooooh" - but alas it was lost on the lost laptop.  

AND he seems to have a word for his own name, "Yachk"

I know, I know, this is all very subjective.

But SERIOUSLY he has a new phrase now people.

"I did it!!"

And the only way it sounds different from a person who actually knows what words are is that its all run together, "Ididit!!"

NO I don't think he understands he's saying a sentence.  I'm sure he's mimicking me even though I usually say "You did it!"  so, what do I know, maybe he is a genius.

Either way it's a triumphant sort of phrase and it is freaking adorable.

Oh, and I know you all think I'm crazy - as has everyone I have told about this - and then they stick around for five minutes and he says it.  And I am no longer considered crazy for this particular thing.

I'll get video of it somehow.

Jack: Peekaboo

My boy likes his games