Monday, August 03, 2009
Carroll Boys Update
We've got two walking boys. It is exhausting, but it is also hilarious.
If I am sitting on the floor, Max will let out a wild whoop, throw his hands in the air and coming running at me, only to plant a big wet kiss on my face. I call it a Big Max Attack. Thomas will lift your leg up and down. While also saying 'up' and 'down.'
Or rather 'uuuuuhhhhh' and 'daaahhhhhhhhh'. In a very adorable sing-song-ey way.
Thomas, if you are walking down the street with him, wants to walk independently. Does. Not. Want. His. Hand. Held. Tummy sticking out. Marching along.
Max would like for you to carry him. Please.
They are feeding themselves now. Kind of.
Big person food. Pasta and broccoli. They like fish - go figure. Anything with a cheesy sauce. They like their eggs. And their waffles. They still love the yogurt.
And water - my god, I think they would drink the earth dry if we let them. They would like to hold their own - non-sippy, thankyouverymuch - cups. And spill the water everywhere.
They will sit and actually pay attention as you read them a story. Curious George is V. Popular.
As you sit, reading, Max will back his butt up into your lap. Thomas will try to turn the pages for you. Meaning to be helpful, of course. But there is a reason why all of their books have board pages still.
If you ask them to, they will bring you the big green ball. Or a book. Or their bottles. Or Thomas's new favorite stuffy - Mr. Cat. They might even offer you one of the binkies that we haven't bothered to wean them off of yet.
In the bathtub, they like to make big waves. They like the shower sprayer. Thank goodness they don't poop in the tub - because they like to drink the water like puppies.
Again with the water!
They are almost tall enough to climb out of the tub on their own.
Oh wait, nevermind, they ARE tall enough to climb out of the tub on their own.
They have lots of golden curls. Which I will not cut anytime soon. No matter how much their Daddy thinks they look like girls.
Those are my babies. Still.
Posted by LadyGripe at 8/03/2009