1. We have multiple therapists that come into our home throughout the week. It just so happens that our OT, Nicole has a student that comes with her, and this student's name is Patience. After dinner one night last week, the boys were being quite demanding - "water, water, water, water, water, water, water..... music, music, music, music, music, music.... louder, louder, louder, louder, louder....." AYE. To which I respond sternly to.. "Eli, where is your patience." Eli responds with, "She went bye-bye with Nicole."
2. Ryan and I, the coffee aficionados that we are, often stop at our local coffee shop. The boys know that when we turn left out of our neighborhood, we are more than likely going to get coffee on our way somewhere. Sometimes they ask us to order them coffee (to which, of COURSE, we say okay. And we return with a cup of ice for them). Sometimes, they throw a fit and say "NO COFFEE." as in, "no soup for you."
3. Isaac and Eli can spot the McDonalds arches from miles away. We know this because all of the sudden we start hearing, "Fwench fwies, fwench fwies, fwench fwies..."
4. If Eli finds a speck of ANYTHING on the carpet, it is promptly brought over to me, and he says, "Mommy needs to vacuum," as he nods his head, as if he's commanding me to do so. Which, is odd, because he hates the vacuum. When the vacuum cleaner comes out, he grabs on to Isaac for dear life, because Isaac does not exhibit fear of the vacuum. It's funny and sweet that Eli tries to rescue Isaac from being sucked up.
5. Eli likes to clean (see #4), or at least he likes for things to be clean. Lately, he has been dumping food off of his plate and high chair, because the normal punishment is to clean up. Last night, I trumped him. He dumped, and instead of making him clean, or turning him away from the table, he had to sit in his chair, and watch me clean it up. You would have thought this was the world's worst punishment.
6. If Ryan or I have on running shorts or if either of us looks like we might or have already exercised, we are greeted with a "Mommy go running?" or "Daddy yucky. Take a shower."
7. An oldie, but one of my FAVORITES. Eli had a hard time saying "ear." It always came out sounding like "ew" (rhymed w/ goo). That was super cute. But then, when you asked him how many, he would look at you and innocently say "two ews." Makes me melt! He grew out of this probably at about 20-22 months old.
8. Isaac FINALLY has started to show some signs of hunger (this has been something we have struggled with for a LONG time), anyway... instead of saying that he is hungry, he asks, "See somfing in da fwidge? Somfing ewse?" or if we are not at home, "Daddy? Cwackers in diapah bag?"
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