Wade "helped" me put in the faucet. I took the old one out and put the new one in all by myself (well, with Wade help....so, that counts as negative). Feeling so proud! Here he's telling me all about how the water is coming out and going down the pipes and it's working! He was so excited, I was too.
More on Wade the week:
English = Anguish. Since Husband talks to the kids in Portuguese, Wade often translates it to "anguish" for me. Which, side note, I can understand a lot of Portuguese now. Someday we'll visit Brazil and I will be able to ask people where I can go to the bathroom, when bed time is, and where I should take a time out.
We got some new fans. Wade loves them. he keeps giving them hugs.
He continues to be all about trash. He's been cleaning up trash all over the yard. Moss:
And flower pedals:
He tells me daily that we don't have any garbage truck toys or any spin mixer (cement truck) toys. They're his favorite trucks to pass on the street. And he calls trash garbage, trash or rubbish. I could be worried, but that's not all he's into. He's also very into the Octonauts right now, and tells me all about sea creatures all day long. And he memorizes the catch phrases of the characters. Today he asked for a picture with the Octonauts, so here it it:
He's also into singing. Very into singing. He told me that he wanted to sing me a song. A dancing song. So he sang a made up song about nothing that I had to dance to. Then he wanted me to sing him a dancing song, so I sang a song that sounded a lot like his nothing song, but I was informed I was doing it wrong, so he took over. He also told me one day that his toes were singing to the song in the car (on the radio), he told me to look at them (cause I continue to have to watch him do everything) and they were definitely tapping to the beat. I need to get him into a toddler dance class - I predict it being ridiculous, and him loving it.
Big news this week, girls got moved to forward facing in their car seats! They love it. And it's way easier to hand them snacks and such. Course, Jac can also now see if I'm eating something or if I have a pop that I'm not sharing, so she has to shriek at me.
Okay, let's talk about Jacqueline this week. She has been my stinker. Lots of tantrums about nothing (well, something, like Blake sitting in the high chair Jac wanted...which is only the one she wants BECAUSE Blake is sitting there). She head butted me and I said owe, so she had to cry for 10 minutes. Yesterday she kept doing things to make Blake cry (pushed her off the trampoline, stole her toy, shut the door in her face) and then she'd immediately turn and trip on something. It happened multiple times. Two year old karma.
I've been conducting an experiment. Jac is fine with her dishes if I give her pink or purple, but if I give pink or purple to Blake, then she has to steal it. Thus far, it's held true. Apparently Jac has favorite colors!
While Jac has been a bit of a turd this week, she's also always so fun. She's the best cuddler. This morning she wanted me to lay with her under a blanket on the couch. She laid on a pillow next to me and made faces at me for me to mimic. She's getting really good with making faces.
Blake wants to communicate so much. She's taken it into her own hands and will grab me hand or push me where she wants me to go. Everyone loves climbing on us, but Blake will come over and push on my back until I move for her to climb on. It is an affective strategy.
She continues to fall asleep if we're in the car for more than 5 minutes in the late morning.
Oh, and I've learned the dum-dum suckers are the best good behavior motivators ever. Ever. I had to make returns to three stores today, not a single complaint. Great tool in my parenting tools belt.
She's been really into some pink moccasin boots this week and into wearing her new underwear. She had to sleep in both one night. Here she took the boots off, but traded it for a raccoon head lamp. She dances to the beat of her own drum for sure.
Sometimes you just need to eat off the same tray. Things taste better when you share. Or they taste better when you steal. I'm never really sure what's happening. I usually judge by the amount of screaming and hitting.
I have no idea what's happening here. But I just can't resist when my kiddo's are playing well together.
I thought you couldn't hear me sing while I mowed the lawn. Talked to a neighbor this week, turns out, that's not the case. I'm a mix between embarrassed and not caring. Haha. Feels like a lot of my life right now.
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