Bicyckers & Mawmowers

These are both regular topics of conversation at our house. Bicyckers (bicycles), mawmowers (lawnmowers), airpanes (airplanes), fi-ah crucks (firetrucks), and fun-ah (thunder).

Here are a few anecdotes:

--- 1 ---

Every time the ice maker drops ice into the bin in the freezer, Luke gasps and exclaims "fun-ah!!".

me: "No, sweet boy, that's not thunder... it's just the ice maker."

This conversation happens at least ten times every day.

--- 2 ---

In the car on the way to school in the morning...

Luke: "Mommy... fi-ah cruck!!"

Me: "No buddy, that's just a regular truck. Fire trucks are red and they have hoses and ladders on them."

(a few minutes pass)

Luke: "Mommy... fi-ah cruck!!" (he points to a pick-up truck with a bunch of ladders in the back)

I love this kid, I think to myself.

--- 3 ---

This next little conversation happened right in the middle of story time. As I turn the page in "feesh book" (One Fish, Two Fish, Red Fish, Blue Fish)...

Luke: "Mommy, owie?"

me: "oh, you want to see the owie on my hand where I scratched it?" (I showed him this "owie" days ago... I'm surprised he even thought about it).

I show him the little bitty scratch and he proceeds to v-e-r-y gently stroke the wound during the next few pages of the book.

Then he turns to me and says "Mommy, tiss owie?".

me: "oh, you want to kiss it? How sweet you are!"

(he puckers up and gives my "owie" the most gentle little kiss)

Luke: "all bettah, mommy"

Then he just glances up at me and gives me the sweetest smile. I'm telling you - this boy is made of pure sugar!



Other noteworthy items from this week... during dinner last night he used a cup. Not a sippy cup... a regular cup! And he did GREAT with it!! He uses a regular (non-sippy) cup at school a lot in his new class - I'm so impressed with his skills!

Also, he has two stickers on the potty chart at school for going pee pee in the potty TWICE at school this week!! What a big boy!! So proud!

Toddler Bed

On the weekend of July 4th, we made the big leap and converted Luke's crib into a toddler bed!

Typically, when my little munchkin sleeps, he curls himself into a ball and crams up on the right side of the bed. He gathers all of the essentials - "deet" (his blanket), doggie, the monkey pillow, the elephant pillow, and occasionally Sully (from Monster's Inc.) - squishes them all together, then lays on top of the big, massive pile. That's how he likes to sleep.

It looks kinda like this (only imagine Luke's body sprawled on top):



I have to admit, I was pretty nervous about putting him in a bed that he could escape from. How would I get him to stay in? Will he wake up in the middle of the night and walk around the house? What if he just plays with the toys in his room instead of sleeping? What if he falls out of the opening where you can climb into the bed?

Now that he's been sleeping in the toddler bed for about two weeks, I think I can officially say that it has been a breeze!! He goes right to sleep at night and just lays in his bed in the morning until we come and get him! What a miracle!! He's doing an amazing job in the toddler bed and we are so proud of our big boy!

Another random story (because I have photos to accompany it)... is that Luke knows how to properly hold a pen/pencil!! After his birthday party, I put some water in the Aquadoodle pen (thanks, Rachel, Greg, and Evan!) and handed it to him. He amazed me as he used his other hand to rearrange it to the proper position! I was blown away! This kid is so observant!

Nothing is Off Limits

I was in the kitchen manhandling a rotisserie chicken, when Luke comes running in with a silly grin on his face.

Ah-oh, what is he up to?

He disappears, then quickly reappears with a little bottle of baby powder.

Where did he get that?

He disappears, then returns again with his nasal aspirator... then a tube of butt paste... then an unopened bottle of Infant Motrin...

Apparently, he figured out how to get into the junk drawer of baby "stuff" in his bedroom. I wasn't too worried that he'd grab anything that was unsafe, since he proudly displayed all of his findings to me.

Once I finished up with the chicken, I washed my hands and grabbed the camera to snap this quick shot:

Look at him up on those toes!