Wednesday, December 11, 2013

I have nothing but love for this kid and his adorableness.

On Monday night, I asked him to get me a small piece of toilet paper to wipe my nose. He got excited to have instructions, turned and ran to the bathroom, and immediately came back with an approximately 1/2 inch square corner of toilet paper! I did my best to use it because it was so completely adorable. I'll have to be more specific about the size of a "small" piece of toilet paper next time.

Last night we had friends over for dinner and beers and Micah spent at least a full half hour showing off for Vince. He demonstrated his downward dog pose. He demonstrated that he can do the pose with only one hand on the ground and the other sticking up in the air. He showed off his hopping skills, getting both feet off the ground at the same time. Basically he just did these three things over and over and over again.

Micah and I had such a wonderful day together yesterday. He sat with me while I knitted at preschool. He made tracks in the fresh snow on the sidewalk and was completely amazed by them. He read a book of nursery rhymes to me at nap time.

Nothing but love.

Tuesday, December 3, 2013 - Gamma's House

Gamma's house. Ever since we came back from New Hampshire last night, Micah keeps wanting to go back to Gamma's house. On the way home from the airport he said, "Momma! Momma!" I asked what he wanted, he said, "Go home." I told him we were going home, we would be there soon. He said, "Gamma's house." I said, "No, we're going to Micah's home right now." He said, "No! I wanna go to Gamma's house. No Micah's house. Go to Gamma's house right now. Momma! Drive the car there now!"

Again today, he was talking about going to Gamma's house instead of going home after preschool. Super cute.

Tuesday, December 3, 2013 - Shhh! Whisper!

Micah always seems to learn things when we visit Gramma and Grandpa in New Hampshire. Yesterday morning, he whispered for the first time ever! We had a kinda tough weekend. The night we arrived, he came down with a fever and Grandma noticed his left ear was crusty. We took him to the ER and found out he had an ear infection. He spent the weekend being submitted to ear drops and eagerly awaiting his next dose of Tylenol and Ibuprofen. I think all of that compromised his sleep a bit (of course sleeping in the computer room with a half dozen glowing lights surely didn't help!).

Yesterday morning, he woke up crying around 6:45am. He didn't want to be put back in the pack and play but he still seemed tired so I brought him into our bed. He layed on my stomach for a while and then sat up for a minute. I pretended to still be asleep. After a minute he layed down again but then sat up again after just a little while. I kept pretending to sleep. He started whispering. "Potty." "I want ah potty." So I opened my eyes and whispered to him asking if he wanted to use the potty. He did and I took him to the bathroom, all the time having a whispered conversation. Afterward, I took him back to bed. He just kept whispering. "Dada's sleeping." "Micah whispering." Complete adorableness.