Wade is TWO

Wade  two years old- updates

He communicates wonderfully

likes to call everyone  Mommy!

repeasts what we say- to learn new words

is still a truck

likes to play catch and in the water

likes to be naked

still hates to be dropped off at school

likes to snuggle in the morning and before bed

loves to read night time stories- he holds one book and 'reads' while I hold another

always has a sippy cup in hand

loves shoes

giggles when tickled under his ribs

when he wakes up in the morning- will stand in his crib until I come in, then he will lay back down and say 'nite nite'!

is a happy boy, until he is not fed

is unbelievably loud

looks like a four year old

loves music

cries when Ralph or I sing - but loves it when Sylvie sings

loves Yo Gabba Gabb

sits in a booster seat

has no interest in the potty

loves to brush his teeth

gives the best hugs

smiles with his eyes- the best

his nickname is WAde-o- sweet potato

sylvie callshim potato

:)

Happy Birthday to little Wade!! We love him so much. 

Honey

Sylvie in the car today, at daycare, about to get out:

'Mama. If big people don't have any honeys then they don't have little seats like these in their cars (pointing to her seat).  Right, Mama?'

I call my kids Honey.  She thinks kids are honeys!!

the Darwin award goes to.....

Wade :(

Two mornings in a row he has run out of the back door towards the car- faster than the automatic garage door can open. TWO DAYS IN A ROW he has run so fast he hits his head on the rising garage door.

When will he learn to duck?

The good news, he never cries. Just falls, looks back at Sylvie and I (me- trying not to laugh), gets up and continues running.

Wade-o-sweet-potato

Wade is such a sweet potato! He is a snuggler at 21 months just like as a baby. He is just learning some words, besides the regulars- Daddy, Mama, up, and down. He says little sentences but usually only words a mama, daddy and big sister can understand. He has started sitting in a booster chair at the dinner table- next to his sister of course- they wouldn't have it any other way. They play with each other FINALLY. It starts with lots of laughter and always ends in tears from one of them or both. They do not share, and I wonder if they ever will!

He is a huge fan of the tv (don't judge- I enjoy the third parent as well). His favorite show is Yo Gabba Gabba, which usually leaves the whole family entranced. Wade knows when the show is about to be over- every episode he does the same thing. He realizes it's almost done, says 'UH OH' then searches the room with his eyes for the remote control. He finds it and runs to it, grabs it, brings it to either Ralph or I and say's 'GaouGaou' (his version of Gabba Gabba). So he might not talk to much, but the boy can communicate about tv. :)

This boy can sleep anywhere and everywhere (he's knows how to lay around like his mama!). On the weekends he is usually sprawled out on the couch, half on/ half on our lazy boy, and straight up laying about on the floor. He does a lot more than his sister did at this age, like juice drinking, bc he see's her do it and we tend to give in (as long as it is reasonably okay). I can tell they love each other and they certainly wonder where the other is when they are alone. It is amazing watching them grow and learn, and also watching them do it together. My life has just gotten a little easier now that Sylvie helps put Wade's shoes and socks on, holds his hand and she is also more independent. I wouldn't change a thing, but boy am I glad they are growing up :)

Sylvie- isms.

Driving home from dinner the other night- Sylvie just starts saying repeatedly at the top of her lungs- 'I LOVE MY HUSBAND!'. Who is this guy and how did we not know about him??

She got a birthday goodie bag from a class mates party at school. It contained heart shaped lip balm. She was applying this as I drove into our driveway. I pull in and Sylvie yells -'Mommy! You made the car bump while I was putting on my lipstick!' I turn around and she was chap stick all up her cheek. Oh lord, I just had a glimpse of my future and help me!! :)

One morning Sylvie gets up early (wait- that's every morning...) and she comes and gets me. We go into the living room to watch some early morning tv. She sits on the couch with me and has the most contemplative look on her face. I wonder what is happening in this 3.5 year olds mind. She says to herself as she looks around the room 'I wonder what teddy should sit with me'. Gets up to a teddy on the floor and says, again to herself, 'this one is perfect, his legs move so he can sit' and climbs on the couch and sits him in her lap.
OH the troubles of a three year old!

We have had trouble with teeth brushing. This basically is my problem- bc I can NEVER remember to brush her teeth in the morning. I have a new system where Sylvie gets a sticker if we brush her teeth twice a day. This makes her and I both remember. I have told her the sticker is from the Tooth Fairy, and to give this story some magic appeal, I try to hide from her when I get the sticker from the hall closet. We have been doing this for about a month and it is working great! One morning we go thru the motions and I tell her to wait for her sticker in the kitchen. She runs by the hall closet, opens the door and informs me 'mommy. That's where the Tooth Fairy is', all proud. Then tells me that her friend Jada wants to come over and see the Tooth Fairy in our closet. I can just picture that conversation with her friends. ....YES the Tooth Fairy lives in MY closet!

Superman

My kids third parent is now the movie Superman (go ahead- judge me). Sylvie watched Superman run so fast and told Ralph and I she could run that fast. She then ran down the hallway and came back- look mama and daddy, I am fast like Superman! The next night (yep. judge me) she saw the scene where Superman crushes thru a wall. She causally mentioned that Superman is strong, just like her.

We have a scientist.

My Girl is obsessed with rain, she always points out the obvious when we walk to the car in the morning. She will stop in the driveway, look up, point and exclaim 'It's raining Mama!'. All while getting wet. This morning was just foggy and post rain so we didn't get soaked as usually. In the car Sylvie pointed at the windshield and the drops of water on it and asked: 'Mama- who did that, on the window?'. I decided to test her knowledge, since I have not decided about our Church going habits and what they might be (they are non existent right now). So I said- 'Hm. Do you think God made the rain?'.

Sylvie answered- 'No. I don't think so.' In that one second I realized I have failed my daughter's religious upbringing- lets try another route. I asked her: 'Maybe Mother Nature made the rain?'. Sylvie answered questionably- 'Mm. Maybe.'. At this point I decided to see how philosophical my daughter was and went one step further. I asked her- 'Do you think the clouds made the rain?' And she answered very matter of fact-ly- 'Yes. Yes I think so Mama.'