Wednesday, May 29, 2013
Tuesday, May 28, 2013
"Thanks Dad. But sometimes my behavior is just bad, right?"
"Yes. But that doesn't mean Mom or I love you any less."
"I love you and Mommy too, Daddy."
Thursday, May 23, 2013
Yesterday morning Griff enthusiastically said, "Mom, let's get married today!" How could I say "no" to that... It wasn't the most romantic proposal, but it was certainly the cutest ever. Griff said, "Put your dress on Mommy, I just put my tie on." We held hands and spun around dancing in the middle of our living room; I followed his lead. Apparently this is how 3 year olds get hitched. Around and around we danced, basically until I started getting too dizzy to continue. Then, we linked arms and I walked him down the aisle, aka, across our living room floor. To make it official, I asked him, "Griff, do you take Mommy to be your wife? Say 'I do'." "I do" he repeated in his little voice. I took Griff to be my (2nd) husband too. Now we're married!
I mean, how do you not marry this little guy!?:
|when our daffodils were in bloom a few weeks ago, griff got in a habit of picking me one every day|
Wednesday, May 22, 2013
Monday, May 20, 2013
Griffin held his hands over his ears for the first 15 minutes, but then got really into seeing the animals and performers. He said his favorite part was seeing the cows and horses, so basically we could have just taken him to a farm that did not cost $45 for a seat the size of a toddler chair, and another $15 in parking. :)
It was actually a super fun family adventure to the city, and the show was awesome. Tom and I loved it and I think Griffin really did too. It was a brisk and beautiful day to take a walk through the Boston Common, and to get a sight of the building where Daddy works (the tall shiny blue one that looks like mirrors, aka the Hancock building); both kids did great in the car, and Vera snoozed a bit during the show as it was WAY too much stimulation for a 6 month old. We did however pay the price for their near perfect behavior that day as Vera had one of her top 3 meltdowns ever that night when settling in for the night.
He's on an uptrend this past month. That said, Vicki and I sometimes get frustrated and don't actually say but often thibk to ourselves "stop acting like a 3 year old". We hold the line and assume he's just testing the waters when he kicks Vera, bites Vicki's hand during dinner (litterally the hand that feeds) or fake cries after hurting another kid.
Last night seemingly out of the blue and somewhat apologetically: "Dad I am growing up fast. And if I was an adult I think I would be angry when any kids broke the rules. And I sometimes break the rules now and I'm a kid. So you and mom get angry." It was one of those less-credit-than-they-deserve moments.
He also is gettting good at calling other people on their bad behavior. Most notably mom and dad. "Try not to scratch daddy" and "Don't take my crackers without asking" and "Try not to waste water Daddy. You were wasting water just now."
And if you're paying attention you'll see some pretty genuinely nice things like offering Vicki or I a shared snack. And he brings Vera her toys and blankies and says "here you go Vera." And he cleans up well enough when asked - just allow him a few seconds to process and decide. He usually makes the right decision.
I had a sleepover on Griffin's top bunk last weekend. I got hot and threw the blanket over the foot of the bed. The stage was set for a simple but very effective bottom-bunk fort. And yesterday that potential became a reality. One more simple blanket hung from the top bunk(shout out to kate hendrix) later and cute kid moments and hilarity ensued. Its tight quarters in there for a family of four (see photos), but perfect for an imaginative 3 year old and his adoring little sister.
Wednesday, May 15, 2013
Tuesday, May 14, 2013
Last week Griffin had wheat thins as his snack on the way home from school. He was in the back of the car crunching away when I heard him say, "These have so many belly buttons." (They do! There's a little dot/indentation right in the middle of each cracker.)
Another time in the car on the way home Griffin complained, "Vera's pulling my finger....she's trying to get a fart out of me." (I laughed..) A few moments later Griff said, "I farted."