Luke's still waking up and jabbering every other night or so. He's not terribly predictable - sometimes he jabbers for a few minutes and goes to sleep. Sometimes he jabbers for an hour and goes to sleep. Sometimes he alternately jabbers and sleeps, and then decides that he's hungry now. In the meantime Matt and I get up to - now the new habit - crawl by his crib and slink down to the bathroom, and he's becoming increasingly aware of the shadows slinking by. So he hoots or sends out a warning cry, and it's like, great. Then I have a hard time getting back to sleep. Last night I explained in my head how CPAP and positive end expiratory pressure work, and that seemed to do the trick. ;)
Levi's command of random and quirky phrases and their appropriate application is nothing short of hilarious. I can't think of a really great example at the moment. His ability to come up with random stories, and build them upon each other, linking whatever story he came up with the day before, is also hilarious. I went in to get him up the other morning and he was talking about a woodpecker in a tree eating a cookie. Who then started up his car and went with the skunk to Tip Toes. To bake brownies together in the play kitchen downstairs. There was, in fact, a woodpecker outside the house, and I was pretty astonished that he knew what it was. He dons an imaginary 'sucker jacket,' which is apparently the jacket form of his sucker truck. It carries an assortment of 'delicious' suckers that he hands out to those who need it.
Sitting in time out has proven to be a fairly successful method of discipline because he HAAAATES having to sit. He will do anything he can to twist himself in a hundred directions so his keester doesn't touch the seat of his little rocking chair. He'll perch plank-style on the edge, sit on his knees, sit on the arm rests, but he howls in do-you-even-have-a-SOUL ennui when he's told to SIT, on his bottom, or the timer restarts.
Tonight Matt took the boys upstairs (which he usually does) after dinner, and the three of them (especially Luke) were roaring with laughter in our room. I want to bottle it up. :)
Now that those memories are recorded....here are pictures:
Thank you to the Wolters across the street for having repairs done to their roof. Two mornings of entertainment for a little boy!!
Boys and their toys. :)
Luke DOES smile for the camera sometimes!!
Levi collected pine cones in the back yard and loves walking them around the block. "C'mon pine cones!! Let's go for a walk!" "Hold on, pine cones, here's a bump..." He looks for a big stick to carry in one hand and pulls his pine cones with the other. He made me carry his hot pink plastic shovel. I'm sure we looked like quite the crew: a mom with a baby strapped on carrying a pink shovel, and a little boy hauling a wagon load of pine cones and wielding a stick.
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