Dylan-isms

A few more good ones from the boy ...

- "Mommy, soon you and Daddy are gonna fight because he can't cook." (For the record, he can cook and we have never fought over food.)

- I did that "lasterday." He always confuses yesterday with lasterday. I actually heard him say "yesterday" today, and it made me sad that he got it right!

- This conversation happens at least 5 times a week:
Dylan: "Mommy?"
Me: "Mmm-hmm."
Dylan: "Mommy?"
Me: "Yes?"
Dylan: "Mommy?"
Me: "What?!"
Dylan: "Ummm, I forgot."

- On the phone while I was on a trip:
Brian in the background: “Dylan has been going potty all by himself.”
Dylan on the phone to me: “Yeah, I pooped and peed!”
Brian: “Wait, you pooped too?”
Dylan: “Yeah, and peed!”
Brian: “Did you poop just now?”
Dylan: “Yeah, and peed!”
Brian: “You need to ask a grown-up to help you wipe.”
Dylan: [long pause] “Well, it’s already done.”
Brian: “I guess we won’t be skipping the bath tonight.”

- “Kelsie, I love you. You know why I love you?” There’s usually not an answer, or if there is it’s nonsense, like “because you have a green shirt,” but this is one of his (and my) favorite –isms lately.

- "Mooshki" - it's his made up word for things that he loves. As in, "I love you Mooshki" or "you're my mooshki."

- "Celery" - he uses this word as an adjective to describe foods that he doesn't like. I think he means sour. "Yuck, this is too celery."

Kelsie's growing up (and Toy Story spoiler alert)

As Kelsie gets older her milestones are less noticeable. It's easy to spot when a kid has her first crawl, steps, words, etc. But now they're more cognitive and harder to spot. Well, today she showed what I think is real emotional growth.

I took the kids to see Toy Story 3, which had its fair share of scary and sad parts. [SPOILER ALERT!] At the end when Andy is off to college and gives away all the toys to another kid, Kelsie bawled. It was embarrassing. She really sobbed. Loudly. Very loudly.

When we left, after the happy ending that cheered her up, I asked what her favorite part of the movie was. She said it was when Andy gave away the toys. Then she started tearing up again, but was trying to hold in the tears. Through a shakey voice she told me that it was sad for Andy, but happy because the toys had a new home and because the girl had new toys that she loved.

Maybe it's nothing, but I was so proud that she was able to see the point of that scene even though it made her sob like a crazy person. And then to choose that as her favorite part over the funny scenes.

She even made me tear up a little!

Soccer!

Took the kids to their first soccer class today. Kelsie, despite not showing a lot of athletic ability before now, is not half bad! She's competitive and likes to lead the class, no matter what kind of class it is, so she approached soccer the same way. She needs a little practice in controlling the ball, especially if she needs to change its direction, but she could dribble, had a pretty solid concept of defense, and she several goals.




Dylan also had his first soccer class today. This pretty much sums it up:


He often takes some time to warm up to new situations, so he was really shy and didn't participate much. Kelsie held his hand through some of the drills, and when she did that he got really into it -- huge smiles, getting into the fun, and kicking it pretty well -- but otherwise he kept leaving the group and moping.

Oh well, there's always the next class.

His preschool had a baseball-themed party for Father's Day, and Brian keeps claiming that Dylan hit the ball a mile. Some proud-dad exaggeration there, but the kid clearly has some athletic ability.

Winter & random pics

Just some of my favorite pictures from the last few months. No rhyme or reason here:

Something doesn't seem right about this (how this fish is still alive more than a year after we got it is beyond me):

Snow day!





I can't explain this one:

Gymnastics Winter Olympics:

Kelsie's 6th Birthday

Kelsie had an all-girls party at a fondue restaurant. The kids ate cheese and chocolate fondue and we brought in a manicurist to paint and decorate their nails. They also each got to decorate a tiara and were given a little necklace and ring (party favor-style; i.e., cheap plastic jewelry!). The restaurant also had a projection screen where we could show cartoons during the party. Very fun.

Birthday girl!

Friends eating fondue:


Not to be left out, Dylan had his nails painted blue. As you can see from his expression, he was feeling conflicted about the whole thing. Never too young to introduce gender confusion, I say:

Dylan's 3rd Birthday

Catching up on some photos. Here are a few from Dylan's third birthday party in April.

Chuck E. Cheese makes his grand entrance:

The "Cake": (dump truck full of dirt, in keeping with the construction theme)


All the kids wore orange cone party hats:


Feeling like a rock star after Chuck E. Cheese crowned him:

Anatomy lessons

Sorry for all the poop quotes, but ever since potty training, Dylan really likes to talk about it. Here's the latest conversation:

Dylan: "Poop comes out of your butt."

Me: "Out of your bottom."

Dylan: "No, it's your butt. Remember? It has a big hole in it."

Me: "Okay, but say 'bottom.' Butt isn't a very nice word."

Dylan: "Okay, I will ... Mommy, my butt hurts."