Joey Cracks Me Up

Last night, Nick was kind enough to give me some 'alone' time so that I could work on my Bible study. 'Alone' generally means having only one kid around instead of both. So I am trying to concentrate on the study at the same time field questions and comments from Joey. All of the sudden, Joey leaves my room and closes the door behind him. I thought that he finally decided to give me some real alone time, very sweet of him.

After a few minutes, I hear Baby Nick laughing harder than I have ever heard him before. So I creep down a few stairs so as not to distract Nick from whatever was amusing him so. Baby Nick was in his bouncer across the room from the computer desk, where Nick was making silly noises. I sat there for a full minute or two and Baby Nick could hardly breathe he was laughing so hard. I, too, was laughing hard just watching him. As I started up the stairs I realized I hadn't seen Joey downstairs.

So I checked in the boys' room (since Joey wasn't in my room) but he wasn't there. I checked my room again thinking maybe he had sneaked back in when I was on the stairs. Nope, not there either. Then I noticed the linen closet door, slightly open. I figured that someone had just forgotten to close the door all the way, because it is not a room, just a closet. But as I opened the door, Joey looked up at me from the floor with a 'deer in the headlights' look on his face. There he was, sitting with the Costco size laundry detergent bucket between his legs, and scooping soap in his lap! My first thought and fear was that he was eating it. But after several breath checks, no 'fresh breeze' scent met my nose (unfortunately, it would have been an improvement!) After vacuuming the closet floor, my 'alone' time had expired and I hadn't gotten much done on the Bible study.

Tonight, as I was trying to put Baby Nick in his crib (the little pill woke up again as soon as I laid him down), I hear Joey asking Daddy a very important question. "Do you have juice on your cheek?" Daddy's response? "No, it's just a little zit." I had to hold on to Baby Nick tighter because I was afraid I might drop him from laughing so hard. Out of the mouths of babes. Kids say the darnedest things. Take your pick, but that is what I experience every day! Those are the enjoyable moments of my days.

Like father, like son.......how cute is that. Wondering why Nick is missing his goatee? His trimmer doesn't work anymore, and we don't have hair trimming scissors, so he had to shave it off to "trim" it up. I told him that if I could get over how funny he looked to me without it, I might ask him not to grow it back, because now my lips aren't poked with prickly whiskers when he kisses me!! :) (And I don't mean funny-ugly, just funny-different.)

Joey and I have been working on his recognition of letter and their sounds. He recognizes several letters and sounds, but although he recognizes the letter 'F', he doesn't apply it to his words. For example, 'Felipe', he calls 'Ohlipe'. So I tried having him watch my mouth as I said, "Ff Ff Felipe." He responds, "Ff Ff Ff...Ohlipe." Now he walks around the house saying, "Ff Ff Ff...TV. Ff Ff Ff...chair. Ff Ff Ff...highchair." Well, nothing ventured, nothing gained I guess.

Sidebar: As I was sitting in my rocking chair this evening, I suddenly felt something warm and slimy cover my bare toes....Baby Nick was sucking on my toes! This kid will put ANYTHING in his mouth right now. Crazy kid.