I'm a Girl

Over Labor Day weekend we were visiting some friends at a beachside hotel. After our time on the beach we all went to the hot tub area which is connected by glass doors to an excercise room.

After soaking for awhile in the hot tub all of the kids, except for James and Matthew, wandered into the excercise room to play on the equipment. It didn't take long for James to notice that all of the other kids had moved to the adjoining room and from the sound of it were having a great time. He walked over to the glass doors and began peering through. Soon he figured out that all of the girls were on one side of the door and all of the boys were on the other side. He wanted to play on the excercise equipment in the worst way.

He began crying, "I'm a girl, let me on that side! I'm a girl."

We all got a good laugh out of it. I was actually quite impressed that he figured out that the rooms were divided up by the sexes. That's pretty smart for a two year old.

Anyhow, although this was cute I kind of put it on the back burner and forgot about it.

UNTIL TODAY.....

We were at the McDonalds playland and James was in the structure with a bunch of other kids. I heard one of the older kids call him a baby. He wasn't going to take that!

He answered....."I'm not a baby, I'm a big girl!"

UH OH! I think he may be confused. Guess we should have done less laughing and more explaining at the hot tub!

Girls vs Boys

Some days the difference between boys and girls is quite clear.

This morning I opened up my front door and stepped in a HUGE pile of dirt!

Waiting on Dad

First of all I must announce that Maddie is on the school volleyball team again this year. She started practice today and will play through November. I'll keep you updated on how her team does.

She's off to a great start in 7th grade. They put her in Algebra 1, which I didn't take until Freshman year. She's so smart! She's also taking Bible, History, English, Life Science, PE and Drama. I'm mostly looking forward to seeing how she grows in her biblical knowledge and her dramatic expression. She always talks about trying out for school plays, but never does. I'm hoping this class will give her the confidence boost she needs to put herself out there.

Now---onto a little James story.

This afternoon around 4pm James decided he wanted to see his Daddy. Of course Owen was still locked up in the office working. I told James that Daddy would come out once he was done with work and he could play in the meantime, but there was to be no knocking on Daddy's door or crying outside the door.

This answer didn't please James. He had his own idea and here it is....

He sat against the wall across from Owen's office door and waited. He had his pacifier, his blanket and a glass of juice.

You'd think a two year old would rather play with his toys. That kid really loves his dad!

Brotherly Love

Today Matthew had his 18 month doctors appointment. He got a clean bill of health, other than being a "milkaholic." This diagnosis is due to the fact that he only eats a meal about once every 2-3 days. He'll regularly drink his bottles and snack, but when a meal comes to the table he prefers to chew and spit it out or just throw the food across the table. We're working on changing these behaviors, but it's taking some time.

Here are his stats from his exam:

Height: 34.5 in. 95%
Weight: 30 lbs. 95%
Head circumference: 50 cm. 95%

On another note, while heading to the office James became suddenly concerned with Matthew having to get a shot. James does not like shots. As we walked back and passed the nurses station he asked his favorite nurse if Matt would have to get a shot. She said, "Yes." Then another nurse came in the room and he asked again. She said, "Yes." Finally the doctor came in and James gave it a third try. The answer was still yes.

When the exam was over and the nurse came back in to give the shots James decided he knew what he could do to help.

He got up on the exam table and put his arms around his brother. He held on tightly to Matt's little hand. When the shot was finished and Matt was crying James just snuggled his little brother up and gave him a BIG hug.

What a good big brother!

What hurts?

Matthew is getting his last 4 teeth in, so things are a little crazy around here. Noses are running, tempers are flaring, sharing toys seems to be an unacheivable goal.

James has a bit of a cold as well so both boys are on the edge.

This morning James was just crying and crying. Soon he's telling me that he needs medicine.

So I asked him, "James, what hurts?"

His reply, "My feelings!"

I say, "Oh James, How bad do they hurt?"

He says "Real, Real bad."

This deserves a shot of Tylenol---right? Or maybe we need to look into anti-depressants.