Tuesday, February 10, 2009

My funny guys

The other night, Jeff asked Glenn and I if we wanted to play hide n' seek, and we agreed. I was "it" first, so I sat on the couch and counted to 20. I heard Glenn and Jeff run upstairs, and as I finished couting I announced "READY OR NOT, HERE I COME!' I started up the stairs, and as I did, I could hear, "Hee hee. Hee hee hee." from the bathroom at the top of the stairs. "Hmmm, I wonder where Jeff is," I thought to myself, and found him in the shower, giggling. Jeff was the next one to be "it" so he counted to ten twice (he didn't know how to count to 20) as Glenn and I ran upstairs. I hid in the boys' closet while Glenn hid in ours. I heard Jeff come up the stairs and go into our room. He came back out and then went downstairs again. I then heard a crash and Jack say "Uh-oh", but I suspected it was the high chair that we had put over the gate (so Jack couldn't climb on it) being pushed over. For the next few minutes, I heard nothing except the sounds of Jack playing. I began to get nervous, wondering if Jeff had duped us into playing hide n' seek so that he could wreak havoc downstairs. I crawled out of the closet and found Glenn, and he went downstairs to see what was going on. Apparently, he was still looking for us downstairs I guess, but I still don't know.

At that point, we confined the game to upstairs and decided it was better to have Jack play upstairs. I was "it" again by this time, so I counted to 20 on the landing and went upstairs. As I climbed, I heard Jeff say, "Will you stop it?" I followed the voice into our room and noticed Jack standing by a laundry basket full of clothes. He was poking the clothes on top, and then pulled some of the clothes off the top. There was Jeff's little face, looking up at me from the laundry basket. "I found you!" I exclaimed, as Jack flopped his little hand around in a wave to his brother.

The game went on several more rounds. We decied to quit when Glenn would hide and Jack would stand, crying and screaming, "Daddy!" or when I would hide and he would scream "Mommy!" I know I will never forget the sight of Jack poking the clothes and revealing Jeff's hiding place. Too funny!

Tonight, as I waited for Jeff to get undressed and into the shower, he ran behind the partition wall towards the bedrooms because he didn't want me to see him get undressed. He then came out, naked and giggling. I called him silly, and he pointed at me and said, "You have a silly willy!" I explained to him that I don't have a willy, that I am a girl and girls don't have willys. He then pointed at me and said, "Yes you do, you have a willy in your pants!" I really did not know what to say to that and decided to let Glenn do the willy talk, so I just told him to get in the shower. This kid......

Monday, February 2, 2009

One of my favorite things


Every night when he goes to bed, Jeff asks to sleep in our bed. We allow him to more than we should, I'll admit. But I love to get my work, chores, and shower done before he goes to bed so that I can lay down with him and watch TV. He loves to watch America's Funniest Home Videos ( "funny videos" to him) and shows like "Destroyed in Seconds" ("crashing show") where things crash and blow up and basically get destroyed. What a boy he is, and quite possibly a future Marine. Sometimes he falls asleep watching TV, but when he doesn't, I will turn it off, kiss him goodnight, and give him a "nighttime toy." I will always come back later and lay down with him while he is sleeping and watch TV. I love to watch him sleep. Any mischief or trouble he got into during the day is as good as gone as he lays there sleeping. I like to get into bed a little before Glenn does just so I can lay there for a few minutes, and if we get there at the same time, I tell Glenn just to wait a few seconds before carrying him off to bed so that I can see him.


As for Jack, I stay up late, until at least 12;30 AM so I can change his diaper. Otherwise, he will be swimming by morning. I change his diaper, and then brush his teeth since he usually goes to bed with a sippy cup of milk. Bad for teeth, I know, but that is why I brush them when I changes his diaper. Anyway, when I finish changing him and brushing his teeth, I cover him back up with his blanket. He immediately takes his blanket and stuffs a small part of it into his mouth to suck on, like he just cannot get enough blanket into his mouth.