Friday, September 12, 2008

My babies are special

I think this will be a straight up mommy blog about the cute things my two babies do.

Jack is starting to talk. He said "night- night" for the first time last night. I swear he said "apple" in the store today. Jack loves sounds and music. He is keen on anything that makes a good noise. He meows like a kitty- it is awesome. He has the most ridiculoulsy cute curls, is a good eater, and loves to cuddle; all paricularly endearing qualities.

Last week, he was going through something and just would not let us put him down. This is tedious enough -particularly for me since he is big fella- but even worse, it triggers jealous fits of attention getting behavior in Oliver. In case you are not clear on the math...
1 clingy, cranky, crying 35lb toddler + 1 crazy jealous attention fiend 3 year old = HELL or a creepy level of surreal surrender that feels almost zen.

Oliver does not stop talking. There is no ignoring him. He will demand you reply to every precious thing he says, or he will say it over. and over. and over. and over. and over.
He will ask "why"5 times in a row to a simple statement . Or better- he will disagree with my answer.
(reading a book together) Oliver asks, "what's that?" I say "headphones". He asks, "whose headphones are those?" I say "Dizzy's headphones". He says "no, those aren't' Dizzy's headphones". I say, "yes, it says write here in the book, right here.. see?" He says "no" .....(repeat a few times). To move him along, I say "well if you want to be wrong, you can believe that." He'll usually agree to that.

He is so freaking funny! He will ask "do you want to see my moves?" and proceed to truly bust moves- the robot, the breakdance, the spin, the running from one end of the house to the other super super fast, the Spiderman, hanging from the clothes bar in the closet and climbing up the wall with his feet. He can sommersault and hop on one foot. My little Oli-bear is a natural athlete and a championship talker.

I told Tom's mom yesterday that I had a lover and a fighter. I don't want a label to keep me from truly seeing my kids, but it is perfect for who they are now. I can't believe we are just getting started with them! I try to imagine them as teens or men and it just blows my mind. I don't want this time to be just a blur, so I am going to have to make a real effort to write more down.

It is precious, after all.