Wednesday, December 10, 2008

Snow

The skies are gray.
The rooftops are gray.
The whole city is gray.

Then... ...one snowflake.

"It's snowing!" said mommy.

"It's only a snowflake," said boy with light saber.

Then two snowflakes.

"It's snowing," said kids riding home on bikes.

"It'll melt," said boy without shoes.

Then three snowflakes.

A few snowflakes float down and melt.

But as soon as one snowflake melts another takes its place.

"No snow," said teacher.

"No snow," said everyone in Texas.

But snowflakes don't listen to teachers, snowflakes don't listen people in Texas.

All snowflakes know is snow, snow and snow.

Snowflakes keep coming and coming, circling an swirling, spinning and twirling, dancing, playing, there, and there, floating, floating through the air, falling, falling everywhere.











.. we never got to the point where the whole city was white.

The boy without shoes was right.

"Goodbye snow."


Story adapted from "Snow" by Uri Shulevitz

I was really surprised to see snow falling this afternoon. The twins were unimpressed. They don't remember snow and fluffy rain didn't really pull their interest. Samantha and Jacob arrived home and were cold but excited. We had hot chocolate to warm them up and watched the snow from the window. Samantha wanted to show Alex but he was still sleeping. Slowly the snow disappeared and was gone by the time he woke up. We were all disappointed, but this is Texas. Yesterday Jacob went to school in shorts with no jacket at least I told him to wear warmer clothes today.

Thursday, December 4, 2008

OUCH!

I promise that Alex has never seen this movie, but he has become a master puppeteer. Unfortunately for me, this has become his main form of communication. He knows a few words, and I have taught him a few signs but instead he just grabs my hair/shirt/pants/nose or what ever is closest and pulls and leans in the direction he wants me to go.
Ratatouille

This little boy is becoming quite a toddler with a strong opinions and a strong will. (He no longer likes being buckled in high chairs or in his car seat, but those are non-negotiable.)

Since the twins starts preschool a few weeks ago I have gotten to have a little more one on one time with this little guy, sort of my turn to spoil him. We have read books, sung together, and played blocks. He is now 16 months old the same age that Samantha was when we made our first move to California over 7 years ago. I remember Samantha seeming so much older; she was talking a bit, she could sing some songs, we went camping and hiking with her-- and here I am with a little baby the same age. But as I have spent some more devoted time with this little guy I realize he is just as developed as she was.

His words are coming, but I pass them off as baby babbling or background noise. Yesterday he said something similar to “nana” so I thought I would surprise him and I went to get him a banana. He seemed pleased and we repeated the word a couple of times. Sunday he was in the tub and Samantha was playing with him and the toys. She was trying to get him to say fish and he kept saying “duck.” The more she insisted he try fish, he would laugh and say duck. Then at dinner a few nights ago he started humming to the song Happy Birthday. Scott and I both stopped what we were doing and listened to hear him finish out the first phrase and really look at him. Did he just really try singing Happy Birthday? Since then I have also heard him hum parts to “I am a child of God” and another famous song around our house, the Weird Al “StarWars American Pie” song. I wanted to get a video of him relaxing in his crib just humming but that is impossible because when he is waiting for me to get him up from naps he always jumps and immediately stops singing soon as he hears the door crack open.

I remember when his was 6 months old I just wanted him to stay in that stage forever. He was so happy that he could sit up and play, but wasn’t quite to the crawling phase yet. He is in a fun stage right now, I don’t know if I would freeze him here because he doesn’t qualify for nursery yet; but give him a little more than two months and I am sure I will be ready for a freeze. He is so cuddly and fun and he loves to play. He has a great belly laugh and has found a new love of tickling others. I guess it was only a matter of time since he is constantly being attacked by sibling tickle monsters. Yesterday Scott had his feet propped up and Alex snuck up and wiggled his toes-- all Samantha has to do is lay on the floor and he will attack her tummy.

I tried to get a video of him singing, but all I really got was a little humming through the door and him reading a book to himself. Still cute, enjoy!



Oops, I forgot to do the name thing.