Having grown bored of the paperbacks on the lower shelves, Keeghan is reaching for the hardbacks that are kept above his head.
Overheard
Michael: It’s time to go in.
Ian: But I want one more minute!
Michael: You’ve had one more minute. I’ll tell you what. If you can tell me what 4+3 is, I’ll give you that many more minutes.
Ian: SEVEN.
In other news, this child has managed to make his preschool teachers doubt he can identify basic shapes or count higher than 12.
Washing up
Why don’t I do this every day?
Nearly every morning, the first thing Ian says when he wakes up is, “I’M HUNGRY.” I’m usually in the middle of something- feeding the baby, using the toilet, or, rarely, sleeping. The request gets louder and more insistent until breakfast is produced.
Last night, I:
So this morning, no yelling. No waiting. No cranky.
I couldn’t tell if he was more excited that his name was on the stuff in the fridge, or that I included juice- a special Saturday treat.
Today is your day
If you are a hard-laughing, kid loving, book reader, today is your day.
If you stand tall and speak firmly though tears may fall, today is your day.
If you defend your family fiercely, today is your day.
If you have faced adversity and carried on, today is your day.
If you are always absolutely and indubitably yourself, today is your day.
Happy Birthday to the Wise and Wonderful Betty Gray. In your honor, I celebrate you and all the funny, strong, wise, irrepressible, intelligent, caring, WONDERFUL women I know.
Time to upgrade security
We’ve been using a temporary gate to keep Keeghan from enjoying such delightful pastimes as pillaging the bottom of the china cabinet and licking the bathroom floor.
Yesterday he decided it was worth defeating the gate. So he did. He slid the pack and play out from the wall and pulled the other end out from behind the cabinet. Then he checked to make sure he’d defeated it and crowed over its demise.
Then he turned around to go and do this:
Because all of that was about winning. He didn’t actually want to leave.