Halloween, part 1

We sent the kids off to school in their costumes this morning. Kelsie announced months ago that she was going to be Snow White. For Dylan, well, Superman just seemed fitting. He has already outgrown the outfit, though, so he may have a wardrobe change before our Halloween parade and trick-or-treating this afternoon.




Dylan had his own interpretation of Superman:


This is at the Hoboken Fall Festival last weekend. It's a pretty good visual of the differences between the two kids. Kelsie is being incredibly meticulous to make sure every speck of pumpkin is covered with paint. Dylan, on the other hand, is barely aware of his pumpkin because he's too busy painting himself, the paint cups, the ground, Kelsie's hair, and of course, Mommy. Notice how he's gripping the paint brush by the bristles.


These have nothing to do with Halloween, but I just thought they were cute pics of our little streaker.


Showing off his cookie face:

The kid's got talent

The other night after Dylan was done eating he threw the remainder of his food, as usual.



That's his pizza in my wine glass.

The kid can aim. And he can throw pretty far. And hard. And he tackles his big sister. And he's fast. And he can already balance on one foot (Kelsie still can't do that!). Odds are good that he'll be an athlete.

As a mom I don't want to point out my kids' ... ummmm ... areas for improvement, so I'll put it this way -- Kelsie's strength is her intelligence rather than physical coordination. So does Dylan's physical ability mean he's gonna be dumb??

UPDATE: A couple days after this pizza-in-the-wine incident, Dylan threw his biscuit into my coffee cup while we were eating breakfast. This may not be a fluke.

More Kelsie-isms

A while back I posted a list of funny things Kelsie has said. She's been on a roll lately so it's time for more Kelsie-isms.

* ME: "Kelsie, are you finished eating?"
KELSIE: "Does it look like I'm finished?"

* "I want you to put some music on so I can rock out."

* "My tummy feels a little rumbly." (right after she threw up)

* "WHAT?! Are you kiddin' me?" (she says this a lot, even in response to very normal statements like, "it's time for dinner")

* "Dylan was like, 'it's time to do some throwing!' That's what he was like."

* "That puppy is JUST. ADORABLE." (with an expressive hand motion that spilled her milk all over the table)

* "I'm glad Dylan's school is closed today so I don't have to be alone with you all the time."

* "I'm never going to get married. I'm going to stay with you. But I might marry Joshua."

* "Ahhhhh BOOTY! Ahhhhh BOOTY" (she's in the other room repeating this to herself and absolutely cracking herself up)

* "I'm not a dog because I wear slippers when I'm inside and dogs don't wear slippers." (can't argue with that logic)

So inappropriate

In the bath last night, Kelsie put the cup over Dylan's privates and said "Look! I caught a fish!"

How do you keep a straight face with that?

Getting what you deserve

ME: Kelsie, what was the best part of your day today?

KELSIE: When we were throwing the stuffed animals at school.

ME: Are you allowed to throw stuffed animals at school?

KELSIE: Miss Jocelyn wasn't looking so it's okay.

ME: What was the worst part of your day?

KELSIE: When the stuffed animals got taken away.


Separately, Dylan has started misbehaving purposely so he can discipline himself. He screams so he can put his finger to his mouth and say shhhhhh. So we hear a lot of "AAAAAAHHHHHHH! Shhhhhhhhh. AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH! Shhhhhhhh." He also slaps himself in the head so he can point his finger and say "NOT NICE!" (which sounds more like "nah nie"). He used to hit other kids at school, so I guess this is an improvement.