My son likes to be held. He'll stand, say, at the top of the steps or the bottom and want me to carry him up or down. He will lay his head on my shoulder or at times, press his cheek against mine and say, "Cheek to cheek" with a smile. Lately, he likes to hold onto my ear lobes gently and make eye contact. I enjoy watching a move he has with Luke too. He presses his forehead to Luke's and matches stares, while the whole time holding Luke's cheeks in his hands.
We're all scratchers in our family. We itch, even when it hurts us. Quinn has taken on the vigorous habit and in the wee hours of the night while I lay awake this evening, I watched him furiously itch the site of his head. He's also prone to lower back scratches and upper thigh attacks. Poor kid. We're on an evening kick of cereal consumption, which is not a bad thing. We need new milk. We learned the vexing truth to why the Night Before Christmas audio book from Nana and Papa is sometimes fickle--it's about the light. SO, we have to have full light on for it to work properly.
Quinn and I waved our arms in the air tonight with the lights off to see how our shadows worked. Quinn loves finding the moon in the sky whenever we are outside. I am thinking good thoughts for tomorrow's wake up and our back to school routine. Naturally, the fact that I am up puttering away on school work and misc. tasks means that I'll be on my A game:)
Had a lovely visit with a friend today- Sarah Riley. She left while Quinn was napping and when he woke up, he asked right away where his friend was. He was very sad to learn she had left:(. She very kindly brought him a Star Wars sticker book and he was able to demonstrate his knowledge of Star Wars characters. Ah, the "knowledge" some three year olds in the world contain.
"To the City and Beyond" remains a fixture in the household and a quote I adore. Phineus and Ferb movies given at Christmas were an excellent gift and a huge hit in our household. Luke even generously used some of his itunes gift card to buy the Christmas episode that Quinn likes so much. When Quinn returned to bed tonight after his routine waffle with Dad, I asked him if Dad was coming up to bed- as Quinn had instructed Dad to sleep with us on "that" side of the bed and he replied easily, "No, Dad is doing dishes". Interestingly, the dishes are not done...
Today at brunch with Sarah there was a moment where we were discussing fighting and how Luke and I don't really do the verbal argument thing. Sure, we have discussions where not everyone is delighted with the other person, but we're not yellers, by any means. Quinn piped in on the subject of fighting with some reference to light sabers/sticks and robots, I believe, which made me sort of happy in an odd way. If his context for understanding fighting is still fictional and science fiction at that, I've done a decent job- and Luke too- of not having drama or conflict in our home that negatively impacts him. Now, of course, we'll have to model conflict resolution skills as time goes on that are healthier than, say, avoidance or silent treatment, but on the whole, I felt glad that he didn't associate fighting with something in his personal life:)
It's going to hurt like crazy tomorrow when I don't get to take a nap. Turn your brain off Becky.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment