Adlai has picked up a lot with his language - in December he was saying cheese, tree (both of which sound like EEEE), eye, hi, done, and up. He was also starting to learn body parts - his favorite is the eye, and his favorite eye is mine, as evidenced by repeatedly, and unexpectedly poking me in the eye while saying 'eye'. He knows his hand and now says hand. I'm glad he appreciates the usefulness of his hands. He's much more particular about what he eats and is more apt to let us know if we are right or wrong when choosing a snack for him.
Edison has taken on a new life as one of many superheroes - Spiderman, Batman, a Ninja Turtle, etc. Usually Adlai is Shredder or Venom, or some type of villain. Which is fine with me since at least Edison is playing with Adlai now. He's also more prone to say he's sorry if he hurts Adlai, or to give him a hug, or to help him if he wants something. He even washed his hair in the bath the other night, which Adlai thought was hilarious.
They have both been taking music classes this month with varying success. Adlai mostly just wants to bang on the piano, but I'll take that as an interest in music :) They both love (LOVE) John Denver. We have moved on from Country Roads to Thank God I'm a Country Boy - which I've probably listened to at least 50 times in the last month. They both request it daily, which leads to a dance party of jumping and stomping. It's pretty great.
Edison has also been participating in some counting studies at Notre Dame - I have no idea what they're studying, but participating has been pretty eye opening to me as far as how kids process numbers and counting at this age. Edison has also been up to some entertaining shenanigans during each session. The first week (keep in mind these studies are videotaped) he insisted on wearing his Ninja Turtle mask and hood, so you couldn't see his face at all. The second week, the woman administering the study instructed me to run through counting exercises alone with Edison while we were taped. So she leaves the room and Edison suddenly starts spanking himself. And I ask, "Edison, what are you doing?" "I'm just spanking MYSELF!" Oh lord - well, so of course I'm like uuuuuhhhh, do I just ignore this, what do I do?? Now it sounds like he's taken over the spanking task for me or something....and then he stops. And then starts spanking the other side. So now I'm completely horrified and trying to decide if I should turn to the camera and say something, like "he's never been spanked before! I didn't even know he knew that word?!" But instead I just nervously laugh - off and on for about the next 5 minutes. So we'll see if CPS is there this Wednesday when we go for the 3rd and (thankfully) final session.
That's all I can think of right now. Hope everyone is staying warm!
November + December Quotes:
EZ: Did all of the Beatles die?
Dad: No.
EZ: Who else died?
Dad: I think George Harrison did?
Dad: I think George Harrison did?
EZ: How did he die?
Dad: I don’t know, cancer maybe?
EZ: Did he get shot?
Dad: No.
EZ: Did he die from drugs?
Dad: I don’t think so.
EZ: Did someone throw a stick at him?
Dad: No.
EZ: Did someone throw a bullet at him?
Dad: No, people don’t throw bullets, they shoot them with guns.
EZ: Did a bulldozer smack him?
Dad: No.
EZ: Did a shark eat him?
Dad: No.
EZ: Was he doing a flip?
Dad: No.
EZ: Did one of those things fall on him while hanging on them?
Dad: What, a curtain rod?
EZ: Yeah.
Dad: No.
EZ: Did he split his head open?
Dad: No. Now I have to go look this up.
(Me looking at a one-handed Lego man)
Mom: Edison, what happened to your guy's hand?
EZ: He lost it.
Mom: I can see that. What happened?
EZ: He couldn't control his hands.
Mom: Ah, so he just lost it?
EZ: I took it off.
Me: Edison, why don't you just get up and pee when you get up every night at 3? Then you won't have to wear a diaper at night.
E: I don't think so, not until I'm maybe 6 or 7 or 8 or 9.
Me: Um, I don't think so, that's pretty old.
E: Or maybe when I'm 17.
D: (whispering at bedtime to me) Do you want to watch an M-O-V-I-E?
Me: No, I have some e-mails I need to write.
D: Ok
E: (sitting up in bed) Wait! I want to watch a movie!
E: Mom, I know how to cook a turkey.
Me: You do? How?
E: First you get a big turkey and put it in a pan. Then you cover it with cheese.
Me: Oh, is that how?
E: Yes, then you add salt, and pepper, and eggs, and olives, and salt, and spices, and salt.
Me: Then it's ready?
E: Yes.
Dad: (Watching Edison roll a ball around Adlai while Adlai tries to get it) What are you guys playing.
EZ: We’re playing You Don’t Get It.
EZ: Is John Denver a mummy?
Mom: No.
EZ: What do mummies do?
Mom: Nothing.
EZ: Do mummies go to heaven?
Mom: I do not know.
Dad: Trick question, mummies are already dead.
EZ: Can I go when I’m three? When I’m two?
Dad: You are three and you won’t be two again.
EZ: Will it start all over again?
Dad: What?
EZ: My birthdays?
Dad: No.
EZ: It will just keep on going and going and going?
Dad: Yep.
EZ: Why is grandpa going to kill a deer?
Dad: Because he wants to eat it.
EZ: Does he have to kill it?
Dad: Yes.
EZ: How is he going to kill it?
Dad: With a gun.
EZ: He has a real gun?
Dad: Yes.
EZ: Will it shoot a bullet?
Dad: Yes.
EZ: Where does he shoot it? In the horn?
Dad: No.
EZ: In the face?
Dad: Hahahaha.
E: What’s the bad guy’s name in the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles again??
D: Shredder.
E: Why is he bad?
D: I don’t remember.
E: Did he run through red lights?
D: Probably, but worse things too.
E: Did he steal?
D: Yes.
E: Like a banana?
E: Mom, I think this (Lego) is wrong.
M: Oh, you mean the wrong head is on the body? I don't think so, I think that's right.
E: No! She's not the driver of the helicopter. Look at the box!
M: Hmm. Yeah, you might be right.
E: You might be wrong.
E: Dad, it’s ok if you play with me, but not him (Adlai).
While pooping:
E: Mom, does Superman have red poop?
E: Mom, does Superman have red poop?
Me: Hmm, I have no idea.
E: Or maybe it’s blue poop.
E: I just had a biiiiggggg poop.
Me: Oh, really?
E: Yes - it was even bigger than your feet!
E: Have you ever heard of a poop-ball gun?
D: No.
E: Isis is one, he shoots poop.
E: Could a python eat a crocodile?
D: No, well yeah, a baby one. It’s more likely that a crocodile would eat a python.
E: Would the crocodile’s poop be real long then?
E: Dad, that pot smells like a giant pig and carrots.
E: Dad, you shouldn’t eat those bags of chemicals.
D: What, my Flaming Hot Cheetos?
E: Yes, they’re not good for you.
D: But they taste really, really good!
E: Well, will you share them?
D: Edison, would you like another little brother?
E: No.
D: Why not?
E: Because Adlai wouldn’t like another Adlai.
D: What if we named him something else?
E: Can we name him Sliggy?
D: Edison, did you just slam the refrigerator door on Adlai on purpose?
E: No.
D: Then you need to say you’re sorry.
E: No.
D: Edison, say you’re sorry!
E: No, I did it on purpose.
M: Edison, what if you had another sibling?
E: That would be serious.
M: Seriously bad or seriously good?
E: Seriously. Bad.
E: Mom, did you know the Grinch pees out his hands?
M: Oh? No, I didn't know that. Who told you that?
E: I figured it out myself.
M: Why do you think that?
E: Because he doesn't have a wiener.
M: So the next best option is to pee out of his hands?
E: Yes. He either pees out his hands, or his wiener is hidden under his fur.
E: Mom?
Me: Yes?
E: Come see, there's a big mess in your bedroom.
M: Really? Who made that big mess?
E: Adlai and I.
E: I'm Batman and I'm here to apprehend you!
E: Mom, can you please get me a drink?
M: Ok, just a minute.
E: Pleeaasssee?? I'm really thirsty.
M: Ok - in a minute.
E: No! I'm really dehydrated!!
One night I put on a bunch of eyeliner while Edison was in the bath.
M: What do you think?
E: Your eyes look creepy.
M: Should I go to work like this?
E: No.
M: Why?
E: Because all of your patients would just run away and hide in their cars. And your other doctors would just run and hide from you.
M: Oh man, then what would I do?
E: You'd just have to it at your desk and work on schedules or something.
E: Mom, I'm going to build a giant castle.
Me: Ok.
E: I'm going to fill it with Daddy plunge(r) poops and dingleberries. And a lot of other weapons.
Me: Gross.
November:
Adlai in Fall
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The Wolf brothers in Fall.
Adlai wishing someone would push him.
Adlai happy to be pushed.
Thank God I'm a Country Boy!
Play-on-the-bed time
Back to the pile!
Next up, Yosemite.
And, a glove is on the loose.
Adlai got tired of waiting to be pushed.
Adlai, just look straight ahead. And Don't. Move.
It's fun to be at the Y-M-C-A!
Oh wait, it's just yoga time. For some.
And nursing time for others.
It's never too cold to swing!
A hike in our woods.
Eating freshly fallen snow, yummm.
"Edison? Where'd you go?"
Edison and Adlai meet the REAL Santa Clause!
Mommy checking over Edison's charting.
Shoveling in the ice cubes before someone stops him...
Adlai's 1st time at the circus.
Distinguished Adlai.
Just doing a little winter cleaning.
Halt! For your own protection!
Edison and the circus, part deux.
Edison practicing his letters.
Edison! Watch where you're going!
Battling the great beast.
Now December:
Still swinging.
Lil sand monsters.
Can we read outside?
Harry Carry!
Edison takes a selfie.
Posing. For one second.
Off to chop down a Xmas tree.
Oh, the horror!
Adlai ok with tractors.
Even old tractors.
Adlai's first broadcast, on working mothers.
Taking a spin.
The fire horse never disappoints.
Edison tells Santa what he wants, again.
The stomach flu leaves a path of destruction.
And multiple victims.
Waiting for storytime. And other participants.
Caught closet drinking again.
Xmas yoga.
Edison, after being hit with two flus and losing 10 pounds, can still enjoy Xmas.
Edison's 1st Nerf Gun (see video)
"They still make these?"
Unstuffing the stocking stuffers.
Real firefighter gloves!
Real firefighter's hoodie!!
Real Firefighter's firehose!!!
A wolf for a wolf.
Two Wolfs and Isis, the poop terrorist.
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"I'm dreaming of a hot tub xmas..."
Zoo lights.
Reality check, these kid's aren't always cute and happy.
But they are usually cute.
And happy.
This picture taken while Adlai was very sick and could barely move.
Ahh, the luxury of reading, pooping and standing in a hallway.
The Wolf's 1st annual New Year's Eve Dance Party.
Catching up on videos, all of the Shorts are from the summer.
Edison’s 1st Nerf Gun.
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