The boys have kept me rolling in laughter this summer. They are really interacting a lot with each other, and I love to sit back and listen to what they come up with. They are also so curious to figure out the world, so they talk my ear off and ask tons of questions. They are especially enamored with:
Lightning-will it burn them up, what if they are under an umbrella-then will it burn them up, what about in the house? car?
Wasps, bees, etc. -Will they sting me? Will it hurt? Has mama or dada been stung before? How to protect themselves. Owen was walking around the yard with his water gun shooting all the bad guys. He said "don't worry, Micah. If a wasp ever tried to stung you, I'll just shoot him away with my gun!"
Different skin colors-Owen exclaimed at the beach "Mama, that man is all brown!" He was so impressed and curious. I asked him what color he was. He looked at his arm and said "yellow?" We talked a lot about different colors of hair, skin, eyes, etc. They still love to point out every "brown" person we pass. I just wish it wasn't a social stigma and so embarrassing, because they are just stating the obvious. Lots of lessons have lately been about when it is appropriate to talk about these things and when they need to hold their tongue.
Different body shapes- (think fat, thin etc. Thanks Margret Rey for introducing my boys to the "fat man" in Curious George Flies a Kite.) Micah saw a larger gentleman, pointed, and said "look at that ridiculous guy! He is squirted up into a ball." I squirted down into my chair and gave him a quick lesson on manners. He thankfully remembered the next time and held his tongue after "look at that...." I was proud of him for his self restraint ;) "Squirted up into a ball" is something they came up with when blowing up their countless water balloons. Side note: ridiculous is a word the boys use for EVERYTHING. They call Matt a ridiculous guy, so no harm was meant. Micah is actually very sensitive and tender hearted and has tried to not say things out loud anymore for fear of hurting someone's feelings.
Keys and door locks-Why other keys can't unlock our doors, why you don't need keys to unlock inside doors but can use other household objects. The boys have been locking every door in my house and have turned just about anything into a "key." I have to walk around with a coin in my pocket because, sure enough, I will be locked out in a precarious situation. Owen said to me today: "Mama, if you need to go poopy, just tell me and I'll unlock the door with my quarter." Umm...thanks buddy!
Heaven- why they can't leave there, when they will go there, what it will look like, who/what will be there, etc. Micah said: "I think we can't leave because they lock the door with a key" He also wondered: "Will I have my blanket there? Will I have a new blanket there? Will it be even more luxuriouser than mine?" One day I said that eating a coin could make Owen choke. Micah said "it's okay, then he would just go to Heaven!" Love that child-like faith, but I then tried to explain that I just wasn't ready for him to go to Heaven yet.
Getting "pushed out" (as in from the birth canal)- I think Matt may have been a little graphic in his choice of words while describing how Margot would get here :) Micah has told us: "I am five because I was pushed out in 2005!" He has also inquired as to when all the rest of us were "pushed out."
Going to sleep-how do you do it? Micah said last night: "I don't have to try to close my eyes. It automatically happens, and then it is morning!"
Making ice cream-Micah asked: "Is that how we get milk? We just let the ice cream melt?" I'm pretty sure we have covered where milk comes from, but I guess he got a little confused! Owen then exclaimed "when my ice cream (which is really sorbet) melts, it makes juice!" Both boys are very excited that we are soon to get an ice cream maker, so that we can make our own ice cream/sorbet. It can get pretty pricey, especially for Owen who has to have "real fruit" sorbets with no added ingredients.
I was admiring Tyler's adorable onesie during the shower. Little did I know that Jessica had gotten one just like it for Margot. We agreed that these two will look adorable side-by-side in their sweet monogramed clothes.
This was the delicious cake that Margot and I got to sample while there. Within a few minutes of finishing my piece, she had a fierce case of hiccups. Supposedly, babies can taste sweets in the amniotic fluid, and I think she must have gulped in her fair share!
Here is Jessica, my sister-in-law with all the amazing gifts.
Posing with our matching bellies. Jessica is one of the few people I know who is shorter than me and they think Tyler is measuring on the big side. I know she is getting ready to have that boy because I sure feel out of room these days!
