Overheard

Ian: (accompanied by the semi-hysterical, semi-maniacal giggle that means we missed bedtime) Look at my butt! Everyone look at my butt! It’s my butt! Look! I’m showing my butt!
Keeghan: BUTT! BUUUUUTT! BUTT!
Michael: Oh, man, the floodgates are just opened, aren’t they?
Me: … (facepalm)

Watch your mouth

Ian’s newest expression is “What the HECK?” which, in theory, should be fine. And it is, except that the phonetic similarity between the last word and another notable piece of vocabulary ending in “CK” Gets Me Every Time.

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Slow down, you’re moving too fast

Keeghan was up a lot last night. I didn’t personally witness what he was doing, but there was a lot of banging himself on the side of his crib and his eye is all dinged up today. Any normal person would have quit after the first couple times and just gone to bed, because from the sound of it, he wasn’t having any fun. But no. He went at it pretty much all night long.

This morning’s new behavior is pulling up, turning around, and trying to let go. So I strongly suspect him of staying up all night trying to walk. A little overly ambitious for an 8.5 month old in my opinion, but them’s the breaks.

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