I found a few funny typos in re-reading my last post. I wrote dog “bowel” instead of dog bowl (what can I say, I have poop on my mind). But even spell check wouldn’t catch that one.
Speaking of that lovely subject, I missed the great “window” last night. After dinner I like to let Leo and Ellie play for a few minutes in the living room before starting the bedtime regime. It looks like that has to end, as that is Prime Potty Time. Makes me sad because this is really the only time of the day (except the hurried morning) during the week that I get to hang out with my kids. By the time I get them upstairs Ellis is whiney and I have to rush through Leo’s books because she is desperate to go to sleep.
This morning started out with a bang. I don’t know what possessed him to do so but Leo decided to reach for an open package (my fault, totally) of Capellini pasta from the pantry cupboard. You know where this is going. Capellini went everywhere. The look on Leo’s face was priceless when that pasta hit the floor. I made him help me clean it up. I thought about taking a picture (it would have made a good one) but I was in the middle of making breakfasts and lunches.
We finally played the CD that Leo’s school sent home last week. I don’t think I mentioned this but in the past few weeks we had noticed Leo singing some kind of song (we couldn’t understand the words) and doing some hand gestures/signing along with this song. I had a feeling it had something to do with the program that he performed in for the graduation. Well when I played the CD last night in the car on the way home from daycare I figured it out! It’s a song about the days of the week and Leo knows ALL the words (in sign language). His eyes lit up when he heard the music come on the stereo in the car and he proceeded to do the whole song for me. It was wonderful! Again, here he goes having this whole separate life away from me, learning songs and signs. I love it. One of the songs is hilarious, though it’s not supposed to be. It sounds straight out of the seventies and suspiciously like Will Ferrell and Ana Gasteyer from that old "Saturday Night Live" skit where they performed as the Culp Family (the singing middle school teachers). In fact, it’s stuck in my head as I type this: “Are you ready? Are you ready? Are you really really ready?”
In Ellie food news, she’s doing great “off” the jars. She loves soy chicken nuggets and soy meatballs, as well as soy bologna and cheese on her wheat pita. We’re not vegetarian (although I was raised one for a good while and I went on to be one for fourteen years-I’m still not a huge meat eater and don’t cook it much) but for some reason I don’t like the idea of giving meat to babies. Leo has had it but he’s not a huge fan. I think he would live on applesauce, waffles and scrambled eggs, if given the choice.
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