It has been oppressively hot outside for the last couple of weeks, and the boys have been forced inside more than usual. As a result, Liam has re-discovered the fun of playing hide-and-seek with me. Fortunately, Finn is a bit older and no longer cries pitifully when he can't find me, so it is more fun for me, too. Liam, however, still doesn't really get it.
When he hid the first time, he asked me for help hiding in the bathtub. I told him I couldn't help, because I would be looking for him. I found both him and Finn in the bathtub. A fine place to hide. When he hid the second time, I called out loudly, "I think I'll check the bathtub again!" because I knew he'd be somewhere else and I like to really look around before I find him. Now, Liam is not very good at hiding, but he has a few different spots in his repertoire, including closets. Well, really it is just closets and the bathtub. I've tried to demonstrate some other hiding places, but he never finds me, so he sticks to his closets and bathtub.
Naturally, on this turn, he was once again in the bathtub. He asked, "How did you find me?" I told him I just looked where he had hid last time. For his next turn, I once again announced I would begin my search in the bathtub. Once again he was there. Matt and I tried to explain that you have to change where you hide, and eventually he hid in the closet. With his toes sticking out. Again, "How did you find me?" He could really play this all day. I'll admit, it's kind of fun!
Tuesday, August 14, 2007
Then and Now
The boys have been in their new school for almost 2 weeks, and there have been a few changes in their life experiences since the switch.
Then: (whiny voice) I don't want to go to schooool . . .
Now: (crying) I don't want to go home!!! I want to stay heeeere!!!
Then: (enviously) Corey eats a doughnut for breakfast every day.
Now: (confused) There's a girl in my class who had seaweed for lunch.
So far, none of his new friends have expressed the aspiration to grow up and smoke cigarettes, which is refreshing. Liam and Finn also eat breakfast together at school, and Finn has been excitedly telling me about his day. "I played cars!" "Fish and shawks!" He's also been singing new songs.
Overall, it has been a good switch!
Then: (whiny voice) I don't want to go to schooool . . .
Now: (crying) I don't want to go home!!! I want to stay heeeere!!!
Then: (enviously) Corey eats a doughnut for breakfast every day.
Now: (confused) There's a girl in my class who had seaweed for lunch.
So far, none of his new friends have expressed the aspiration to grow up and smoke cigarettes, which is refreshing. Liam and Finn also eat breakfast together at school, and Finn has been excitedly telling me about his day. "I played cars!" "Fish and shawks!" He's also been singing new songs.
Overall, it has been a good switch!
Sunday, August 5, 2007
Finn Funnies
So the little boy in the house has started really coming into his own. His use and grasp of language has really made the family interactions much more entertaining.
A few weeks ago, Liam discovered that he could no longer call Finn a baby. We were driving back from school and Liam informed Finn that he couldn't do something because he was "a baby". Finn immediately responded by telling Liam, "No. Liam a baby." Or really "Mee-am a baby." Liam takes a pause and says, "No, Finn, you're the baby." Finn fires back, "Mee-am a baby." Liam now gets a little mad and tells Finn that he's the big brother and that Finn, in fact, is the little brother. Response: "Mee-am a baby." Liam now quite upset calls from the back seat, "Dad! Finn's calling me a baby!" Finn appears quite satisfied with the result.
We were having a little park time last weekend where there are a few hanging bench swings, which can accomodate several little people or three adults comfortably. Liam and Finn were wanting to swing, but some older little girls were taking turns pushing each other and the boys were a little timid about interupting. Liam finally got on and sat on one side next to the armrest to hold on. Finn wanted to join, but the only spot was in the middle without any handles. I had been cajoled into pushing everybody, so I told Finn he needed to hold on to something. Finn takes a moment to assess the situation, then announces "Hold on to pants". He grabs the end of his shorts, confident in his newly acquired swing security.
A few weeks ago, Liam discovered that he could no longer call Finn a baby. We were driving back from school and Liam informed Finn that he couldn't do something because he was "a baby". Finn immediately responded by telling Liam, "No. Liam a baby." Or really "Mee-am a baby." Liam takes a pause and says, "No, Finn, you're the baby." Finn fires back, "Mee-am a baby." Liam now gets a little mad and tells Finn that he's the big brother and that Finn, in fact, is the little brother. Response: "Mee-am a baby." Liam now quite upset calls from the back seat, "Dad! Finn's calling me a baby!" Finn appears quite satisfied with the result.
We were having a little park time last weekend where there are a few hanging bench swings, which can accomodate several little people or three adults comfortably. Liam and Finn were wanting to swing, but some older little girls were taking turns pushing each other and the boys were a little timid about interupting. Liam finally got on and sat on one side next to the armrest to hold on. Finn wanted to join, but the only spot was in the middle without any handles. I had been cajoled into pushing everybody, so I told Finn he needed to hold on to something. Finn takes a moment to assess the situation, then announces "Hold on to pants". He grabs the end of his shorts, confident in his newly acquired swing security.
Liam Lexicon
The boy is smart. The boy is gifted. The boy still has some funny "Liam-isms" that show up and have even been adopted by Finn. We still have "camote retrol" for television and DVD player. Some of our favorite reading material is the Birthday Express catalog that comes in the mail. Of course it is Liam's "mazagine". He has spent days looking over it-
"Look Finn, monster trucks." (as both boys would enjoy a monster truck party)
"Monster trucks?" says Finn.
"Yes." Liam turns the page.
"Monster trucks?"
"No, ponies." Liam turns the page.
"Monster trucks?"
"No, Elmo." Liam turns the page.
"More trucks?" Finn asks again. And so on...
And of course, "hangebur". Pronounced hang geh burr. As in, "hot dogs and hangeburs". Which reminds me that we have become VERY picky about dinner. Liam will say, "I don't like it." To which Finn will then chime in, even if to this point he has been happily eating dinner, "No like it." Then they will both squish up their faces and twist away from the plate as if offered a feast of mealworms. Mealworms without any ketchup if you can believe the horror of it all.
"Look Finn, monster trucks." (as both boys would enjoy a monster truck party)
"Monster trucks?" says Finn.
"Yes." Liam turns the page.
"Monster trucks?"
"No, ponies." Liam turns the page.
"Monster trucks?"
"No, Elmo." Liam turns the page.
"More trucks?" Finn asks again. And so on...
And of course, "hangebur". Pronounced hang geh burr. As in, "hot dogs and hangeburs". Which reminds me that we have become VERY picky about dinner. Liam will say, "I don't like it." To which Finn will then chime in, even if to this point he has been happily eating dinner, "No like it." Then they will both squish up their faces and twist away from the plate as if offered a feast of mealworms. Mealworms without any ketchup if you can believe the horror of it all.
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