Pease and Mamore!

April 26, 2009

     Last day of my April vacation!  It’s 82 degrees! Uncle Joe visited you yesterday and had fun watching you guys in the bouncy house.  I went kayaking with a friend instead since I saw you guys Tuesday and spent the night, too.  Noah got to hear me snore!  Lucky him!  Uncle Joe said Dylan learned the word “please” (pease!) and kept saying it every time he wanted a bite of ice-cream sandwich.  When I was there Tuesday he kept saying “Mamore!” (want more) Noah is still limited to “ball” and “bye-bye.”

     I videotaped the two of you mesmerized by the singing, moving bear “Don’t Worry, Be Happy.”  Dylan finally got bored and started connecting his plastic blocks  He sits with his legs splayed out behind him like a Cocker Spaniel!  I ran both of you up and down the corridor doing about 25 laps to make sure you worked up an appetite for dinner and you did, you chowed down on your mom’s Shepherd’s Pie.   She was at Bush Gardens in Florida with Nick for 3 nights.  I had to babysit while your dad went to a board meeting.  I changed each of your diapers twice and Noah’s was NASTY.  Completely soaked with light brown diarrhea soup.  YUCK.  Your grandfather came home around 7:00 after I had you both in your PJs.  And you guys convinced him to put you in the cribs just so you could jump on the mattresses!  You were both having a hell of a time!  You were easy to put to sleep, too.  I put Dylan in with is Elmo blanket and he konked out shortly.  Then I brought Noah in and cuddled him up with a blanket on my lap while I sat in the rocking chair in the dark to the sound of the crickets on the music thing.  (Nature sounds) and he put his head on my chest and was out in a couple of minutes.  He woke up a couple hours later when Dad came home so he had to be cuddled again, despite my snores on the couch!

     In the morning we had a nice long walk together.  Dylan rode in the stroller while Noah walked all the way past the industrial park!  We tried to swap on the way back but Dylan was less energetic and kept trying to sit down on the street.  Hmm…which one is more like his grandmother?

     Also, I was amazed watching Noah try to shoot hoops.  He hands me the plastic net, then positions himself like he’s on the foul line and throws it.  Very smooth controlled moves!  I think it’s remarkable for a nineteen month old!