Saturday, September 11, 2010
Kayla's First Roasted Marshmallow
A couple of weeks ago, Kayla got to taste her first roasted marshmallow. She LOVED it and was very upset when we cut her off
Big like my brother
Kayla wants to do everything that Jaxton is doing and Jaxton wants to take everything away from Kayla. This is cause for a lot of parental interference. Jaxton always eats snacks and all things messy at the counter top and Kayla sticks to her highchair. Real meals are eaten at the table. Kayla has taken notice that Jaxton gets to sit in the really tall chair and has decided that since he's allowed, she should be allowed, too. It makes her look like such a big girl sitting in that chair.
A game of Peek-a-Boo
Surprise! Here I am!!!
Wednesday, September 1, 2010
The funny things Jaxton says... continued
Often said at breakfast time: "I love you when you make dinner".
I wonder when he will understand that breakfast is always in the morning, lunch is always in the afternoon, and dinner is always in the evening.
He has become my personal little cheerleader. I often hear him tell me "nice job, Mommy!" This phrase comes out of his mouth with so much enthusiasm and it's usually not when I do anything extraordinary and amazing. It's always when it's something completely normal, like putting on my shirt and pants or washing my hands before dinner.
For some random reason, he can't pronounce the letter 'G'. We notice this a lot lately because the grapes from our grapevine are now ready to eat. The kids are addicted and we hear this all throughout the day, every day: "mmmmm... I love these dreen drapes! Do you love these dreen drapes? Why don't you eat some?" He says this to whomever he sees enter the kitchen or backyard (the backyard is where the grapevine is).
We took the kids to Wheeler Farm the other day for a storytelling event. After the event was over, we stayed and strolled around to look at all of the animals. Usually we do stuff like this during the day but this time it was in the evening and while we were there it started to get dark. This is really gross and something we've not observed there before, maybe because we always go during the day, I don't know. Anyway, this time we noticed so many rats. Big fat rats! It grossed me out, I'll be honest, but Jaxton was so excited about this and when he saw one he clapped his hands and said "Look guys!... Rattles!" and then he giggles. Mitch and I laughed and we now refer to rats as rattles.
I wonder when he will understand that breakfast is always in the morning, lunch is always in the afternoon, and dinner is always in the evening.
He has become my personal little cheerleader. I often hear him tell me "nice job, Mommy!" This phrase comes out of his mouth with so much enthusiasm and it's usually not when I do anything extraordinary and amazing. It's always when it's something completely normal, like putting on my shirt and pants or washing my hands before dinner.
For some random reason, he can't pronounce the letter 'G'. We notice this a lot lately because the grapes from our grapevine are now ready to eat. The kids are addicted and we hear this all throughout the day, every day: "mmmmm... I love these dreen drapes! Do you love these dreen drapes? Why don't you eat some?" He says this to whomever he sees enter the kitchen or backyard (the backyard is where the grapevine is).
We took the kids to Wheeler Farm the other day for a storytelling event. After the event was over, we stayed and strolled around to look at all of the animals. Usually we do stuff like this during the day but this time it was in the evening and while we were there it started to get dark. This is really gross and something we've not observed there before, maybe because we always go during the day, I don't know. Anyway, this time we noticed so many rats. Big fat rats! It grossed me out, I'll be honest, but Jaxton was so excited about this and when he saw one he clapped his hands and said "Look guys!... Rattles!" and then he giggles. Mitch and I laughed and we now refer to rats as rattles.
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