Even better is sharing her binky.
Wednesday, December 31, 2008
Even better is sharing her binky.
Saturday, December 27, 2008
Friday, December 26, 2008
Little girl (with a coy smile): Caaaam-eron. Wanna sit by meeee at dinner?
Cameron: Uhhh, I usually sit by my mom.
Thursday, December 25, 2008
Monday, December 22, 2008
Last night, as I kissed Cameron goodnight, he held his hands apart about a foot and said, "Mommy, I love you this much!"
"Awww, thanks, Cameron! I love you, too. Hey, how much do you love Mario Kart?"
He held his hands apart about two feet and said, "Just a little more than you."
Thursday, December 18, 2008
Tuesday, December 16, 2008
Today, Cameron asked me to tell him a story about when I worked at the hospital. (For those who don't know, I worked for many years in a high-risk obstetrics unit at a hospital.) I began to tell him a story about a patient who was told during her ultrasound that she was having twins. The story was interrupted when Cameron asked, "I'm not a twin, right?"
"Right," I said. "Twins are when two babies grow in a mommy's belly at the same time. Some twins are identical -- they look just the same -- and some are fraternal and they do not look exactly the same." (I considered teaching him the terms monozygotic and dizygotic just 'cause it'd be a cool thing for a five-year-old to know, but decided to focus my energies elsewhere.)
Cameron thought about this and then said, "But me and Matthew are not twins, right?"
"No, you are not twins."
"Huh. Because we do kind of look alike."
On our drive to school today, we were listening to the book "Clementine" by Sara Pennypacker. (It's delightful, by the way.) One of the characters noted that when there are two kids in a family, "one is always the easy one and one is always the hard one."
"Who do you think is the easy one in our family then?" I asked Cameron.
Without missing a beat he said, "Me, of course. Matthew's the hard one."
Monday, December 15, 2008
I began suggesting options, some obvious (Matty) and some not (Cubby? Pumpkin?) Cameron began throwing out ideas as well and before we knew it Matthew joined in. "Monkey!" he shrieked. "Ball! Napkin! Rock!"
Cameron took it all in and then said thoughtfully, "I think I like 'napkin' the best."
Friday, December 12, 2008
I replied, "Are you going to tell him what you want for Christmas?"
"Uh, Mommy, he already knows that. I wrote him a letter," Cameron replied in that voice of patient disgust that a five-year-old is so adept at using.
Although Santa, inexplicably, asked Cameron his name and what he wanted for Christmas, Cameron was pleased with the experience. Matthew, not so much.
Ahhhh, how wrong I was. The worst would be when Cameron came down with a very nasty stomach virus. So I was on my own, missing my writing group, trying to take care of one baby and one very, very sick little boy.
David returned home this morning. Cameron has recovered. I think it'll take me a few days to make a full recovery!
Tuesday, December 9, 2008
The Stairmaster is for wussies -- chasing a baby is where it's at.
Sunday, December 7, 2008
1) Dress up in costumes. Pictured here are the king (Cameron) and the prince (Sir Matthew, going for a pirate prince look I guess)
Thursday, December 4, 2008
-- If you sing, "Do do do do do, Inspector . . . " he will finish, "Gadget, do do do do do DO do."
-- He tells knock knock jokes. Seriously, he does! Problem is, they are ALL the same. They go like this. "Knock knock." "Who's there?" "Knock knock." "Who's there?" "Knock knock."
-- I am pretty sure he is saying his name. Yesterday he was saying "Ma-kew, Ma-kew!" and today he signed bath and said hopefully, "Ma-dew bat?"
Wednesday, December 3, 2008
And if you look closely in this photo, you'll see that Paul's face is covered with a wet washcloth while Matthew, oblivious, chatters away.It kind of reminds me of Cameron's diapering techniques.
And then I just had to include this photo of Matthew responding to the question, "Who loves Mommy?" Yes, I've taught him to raise his hand and shout "Me!" whenever he hears, "Who loves Mommy?" Can you fault me, given Cameron's recent response?
Tuesday, December 2, 2008
- Premium Brand Saltine Crackers. The only kinds of cracker we've found that is dairy, egg and nut-free AND not processed on potentially contaminated equipment. After being denied crackers for his entire life, Matthew is making up for lost time by stuffing Saltines in his mouth whole as he frantically signs "cracker, cracker" in a bid to get more.
- Brushing his teeth. We keep the bathroom door closed now. If we forgot, you can guarantee that Matthew will be in their within minutes, signing "brush teeth" and saying "deeth, deeth, deeth!" He'll brush his teeth over and over and over if we let him.
- Baths. Another reason for keeping the bathroom door shut.
- Dancing. Matthew has created his own sign for dancing which involves clasping his hands in fists and raising them alternately above his head while bouncing up and down. Yesterday he was signing "dance" when he woke up.
- Daddy. This one should actually be at the top of the list. He will cry for Daddy during the day and stare moonily at David's photo. When he hears the front door open, he drops everything to run screaming "DADDY!!!"