Seems to be my general posting trend. I'm too busy enjoying my time with my boys to apologize. Halloween was a blast. Our little man did really well at charging on up to the door and knocking. He held his little Elmo bucket out for candy. He only actually uttered the words "trick or treat" at the last two houses, despite all our practicing. And, to my dismay, he only managed three "thank you's" despite all our prompting. Next year. Being less than a week away from two years old, he has definite opinions. Strong ones. We cannot figure out where this comes from... Yesterday morning he was sitting up in his big boy chair at the dining room table having some Cheerios before school. He dipped his chin down and looked up at us sweetly with those puppy dog eyes and said, "Halloween candy?" For breakfast. That was his request. Bear in mind he has maybe had three pieces total from his haul on 10/31. But, ah, the child has a memory without rival. So, he seemed to accept the explanation that Halloween candy is not for breakfast - eventually, but not until he asked six or seven times. Sweetly, too - no whining, saying please... he knows, I tell you. He knows how to work us.
We have been talking up his birthday, trying to get him in the swing of it. He can hold up his fingers and tell you that he is ten. We're working on backing that down to two. I'm not quite ready for him to be ten.
He can identify Santa Claus on sight. I think the days of the high chair are numbered. He likes sitting at the big table. I will miss being able to strap him into a single spot while he eats... but I have to let him move on. The dog will be delighted, no doubt. He has not yet climbed out of his crib, but he easily could. I think we are looking at the switch to a big boy bed just after Christmas.
We are all very much looking forward to all the grandparents being here for Thanksgiving, that is going to be so wonderful!
More later...
