Sunday, March 25, 2012
My son is extraordinary. He likes to use expressions like, "Hey Mom, can I tell you something" with such marvelous enthusiasm that I know this is how he has internalized his need to not interrupt. He wants to get permission to speak and is then unabashed in sharing things. He is profoundly observant and incredibly sweet. The other day we saw a very cute dog being walked and Quinn saw, "Aww, I wish my sister was here to see this". When I decided to take Lily to the gym with me last week, his concern for her was great, even though he was reluctant to join us-- he wanted to play with Dad:). He is sensitive and kind and has a very, very good character. I say that even as that statement triggers for me a reminder of one of his funny habits of late, which is to tell fibs. If I should, say, find a fruit snack wrapper somewhere and ask where he got it, he might tell me that Lily did. If I ask him if he brushed his teeth, he might smile with a bit of mischief and then say yes. So, he's a bit of a frequent fibber, but feels rightfully awful when we discipline him. For a while there, he and I had this great system of him having to complete pages in a phonics workbook before he watched tv. Then, I made the mistake of changing that to reading books for me (the BOB ones) but that created too much pressure and stress so I've backed off from it. We'll probably go back to pages:). He still loves shopping for books and currently wants a Sonic book. Sonic is all the rage here in the house. He likes to watch Sonic underground on Netfiix and draws all sorts of pictures of Sonic and Sonya and whoever else. He likes to write that he loves all of those characters. Pretty adorable. From school, he has certainly picked up the practice of drawing something and then writing about what you draw. I think it's smart that they're having kids visualize and illustrate. Lily just said ouch and put herself back to sleep. She is not a silent sleeper. She has active dreams and makes all sorts of quiet noise throughout the night. My mother ears won't let me sleep in the same room with her. Sometimes she comes to bed with me in the middle of the night or early morning after an epic and lengthy nurse, but mostly, she needs the crib. Don't get me wrong, when the two of them are curled into one another in this gorgeous ball of sibling love, I am pretty much in awe of how awesome they are, but as she's a mover, I don't want her to roll out. I do love the closeness between the two of them and even though they "argue" sometimes, as Quinn will describe, they are loving and sweet. Lily will do and try almost anything that Quinn will do. Tonight, when he had a big sneeze, she decided to force some coughs out and then looked at me and said, "Me sick". They love to run around the dinner table, Lily especially. She is walking with great force and emphasis now because she has new, slightly heavier and sturdier shoes on. Pretty freaking hilarious. She also chose to wear her new spring coat throughout almost the whole afternoon and evening. She is pretty stoked to have new shoes and a coat:). Lily walks with confidence and energy. She has fallen and scraped herself more than Quinn ever did, but she remains brave and ambitious. Her vocabulary and language is out of this world. She uses 3-4 word sentences on a regular basis and can use all sorts of words in combination and to describe. You honestly know what she needs about 95% of the time. She is still on the cusp of 2T and 24 month clothes, even as she nears her birthday. I know Quinn was wearing sizes well above his age:). She is petite and adorable. She has one outfit she loves to wear: flower jeans and her pink Quality chick shirt and both of them are very baggy and boxy. When she wears them she looks so odd and out of sorts-- but she loves it:). Lily is more particular about what she wears and insistent that she approve her clothes. She is thrilled to have two new pairs of pajamas and both of them have dogs on them. She remains an avid fan of dogs. Ok, must go to bed. Love my children with every single fiber of me. So many funny stories. Must write and write so no one forgets and so the kids can read these later:).
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