**(from now on when I shift topics in the blog I'll do these little starry thingys...what the heck are those called??) Anyway, topic #2: The subtle signs of maturity from a 10 year old.
I noticed something the other morning when I was brushing my teeth. The was an extra toothbrush in the cup. Since I'm pretty sure my toothbrush didn't have a baby, I took a closer look. It is Spencer's toothbrush. Huh. We have all the kids toothbrushes in the downstairs bathroom. Because I use the upstairs bathroom (hey, it's a form of exercise to go up the stairs every time I need to go potty, right??). Anyway, I figure keep the kids toothbrushes downstairs so I don't have to see the toothpaste all over the sink everyday. I have a weird fantasy that if I can't see the mess and if I don't acknowledge the mess, then there is no mess. Kind of like the spoon bender scene in the Matrix (for those non-geeks out there: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=28kOO6qDk7s&feature=related) So, yes it is a form of denial, but if it gets me out of having to scrub the sink twice a day then I can live with it. Anyway, again, I noticed Spencer's toothbrush was in the cup with Dennis's and mine. He didn't ask to keep it up there, he just quietly made the switch on his own. I'm thinking that it is a small sign that he wants to be treated like a big guy not a kid. I haven't said anything to him about it. Partly because I have no idea what to say, but partly because I'm afraid I'll start crying like a baby if I do say something: "I notice your toothbrush is in the upstairs bathroom *deep breath*...is it because you want to separate yourself from the younger kids? *sniff sniff*....Do you feel that you are more mature and want to show your independence? *sniffle*....Are you trying to show me that you are not a little boy anymore?*sob sob*.....Do you want me to start treating you like a young man and not my baby? *and this is when I become a blubbering idiot and start doing the ugly cry*".....Of course there is always a chance that he'd say "No, I just brought my toothbrush up because I like to look out the window when I brush my teeth." But, I cant take that chance. Trust me, no one wants to see my ugly cry. So, I'll let him keep his Shrek toothbrush in among our boring grownup toothbrushes.
**Dennis gets silly**
The other day I bought a can of mixed nuts. That night I had a handful for a snack. One of the walnuts I had was over roasted or something, it tasted bitter. So a couple nights later Dennis was going to have some of the nuts.
me: Be careful of the walnuts.
Dennis: Why? (then he opens the can and looks in and says) Oh, they have guns!
I literally almost fell over I was laughing so hard. I mean, holding my sides tears running down my face laughing until I can't catch my breathe laughing. Maybe you had to be there, but it was hysterical!
**Babies get checked out**
I took the babies in for their well baby checkups yesterday. Ok, I'm about a month late for Lincolns and 4 months late for Moira's, but who's counting right? Here's the quickie version of the appointment:
Lincoln's stats:
Height: 36.5 inches (above 95th percentile)
Weight: 28 pounds (about 60th percentile)
Head Circumference: 19.75 inches (between 90 and 95th percentile)
And Moira's stats are:
Height: 41 inches (above 95th percentile)
Weight: 30 pounds (about 30th percentile)
Head Circumference: 20 inches (between 90 and 95th percentile)
They are very healthy and very big :)
**PICTURES!!!!**
And last but not least....some pictures! But only pictures of my favorite. (from playing in the sprinkler yesterday afternoon)
And, before I sign off, I just want to say from the bottom of my heart, you know that YOU are my favorite, right?
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