No Rest

You know that point in the day when you are exhausted and all you want to do is sit on the couch - even if it is just for 10 minutes? I will find that some days that point in the day doesn't come until 8 o'clock at night, but I just fall into the couch with a nice sigh of relief... and then .... enters Isaac. I've shared before how he still likes my assistance in the bathroom.  For a while we thought it had to do with his toys in hand, but recently it has turned into a dreaded game.  Isaac begs me to help him go to the bathroom.  No matter what I am doing he wants me to drop everything as he does his "I gotta go pee pee now dance" and help him.  I say no about 4 times and he throws himself on the floor crying. So in my head I say 1) this is not worth it 2) if I walk to the bathroom with him the crying will stop.  So I get off of the comfy couch, or dry my hands off from washing dishes, or stop cooking dinner to help little Isaac in the bathroom.  And then you know what he has been doing lately...  He hops up, runs into the bathroom as fast as is 18 inch legs will take him, drops his pants, and finishes peeing before I can make it in there.  By the time I arrive he is done and laughing at me for being tricked.
We are in for it aren't we...

When I Grow Up

The boys are in preschool now and we are being quickly introduced to this new world of responsibility and planning.  Did you know that preschoolers have homework? When were we doing ours? Sunday at 8:00 PM. Trying to develop good, realistic habits early. 
The most enlightening project has been the "I am Special Poster".  Both Eli and Isaac have completed a this poster which includes random facts about the child and goals for the future. Eli's was sent home so we assisted him in filling this out. I put everything he said word for word, except for his favorite color being pink - I knew that just was not true.  Isaac's was filled out by his teacher - his was by far the most entertaining.  Here are some highlights in comparing our oldest and youngest.

Where do you live?
Eli: Kentucky
Isaac: Earth

How do you get to school?
Eli: My mom
Isaac: A White Van

When is Your Birthday?
Eli: November 20th (correct)
Isaac: January 28th (wrong)

Who is in your family:
Eli: Mom, Dad, Isaac, and Uncle Joe
Isaac: Mac, Mommy & Daddy, Nana & Pops, Isaac (Poor Eli)

Favorite Sport:
Eli: Baseball
Isaac: Swimming (never been)

My personal favorite

What are you going to be when you grow up?
Eli: A Doctor
Isaac: fight the bad guys with a sword


Is it the age difference or does Isaac have some issues with reality?

The Barricade

Isaac has a tendency to get out of bed a lot at night.  He has a variety of reasons, needs to pee, needs to poop, just wanted to check in on us. It is cute once, but after eight times of getting up and down to put him back in bed John and I both get frustrated.  So in protest last night Isaac barricade himself in his room. He pushed several of his "big" toys up against the door so we couldn't come in a "check on him." He sure showed us...

"Free Hands" & You B%^&h

So Isaac and I were in the bathroom yesterday so he could go pee pee.  John and I have noticed that Isaac will willingly pee by himself if he isn't holding a toy, but is hesitant to put down toys (because he doesn't want his brother to have any fun) so he will ask for assistance when he is holding a toy in hand.  That was kind of a break through because we could never figure out why he could go sometimes and not others. The unfortunate result in "holding toys over the potty" is that inevitably they end up falling in the toilet.  We have had multiple causalities over the past week.  So yesterday, back to the bathroom, a "View Master" card fell in a toilet of fresh pee.  Gross.  So I pulled it out of the toilet and threw it away and told him that if we put toys down before we went pee pee we wouldn't have to throw so many pee stained toys away.  To which he replied - "You Bi&*h."
"Excuse me" I said in shock that he had even heard that word - not one I typically use.  And then he swung his arm in front of him and with enthusiasm said it again "You Bi^&h".  I instantly realized that he was attempting to say "You Betcha", but was living off a critical syllable. We have been practicing A LOT on saying the full word.
You Betcha.

The Wrong Guy

Today was our first day of VBS. We had to miss days 1 and 2 because I had to work. Typically the boys have only been old enough for the worker's room, but today Eli got to go to VBS as a "big boy." Eli was too funny in the car on the way home.

Eli: Mom - we talked about God today, not Jesus, you had the wrong guy.

Me: Eli what were your teacher's names.
Eli: I forgot to ask. Dang it Eli, be brave!!

Park Photos

Woody

Eli likes to come out of his room dressed some mornings. Today he dressed up as Woody.

Yes his shirt is VERY tight.

Yes his pants are on backwards.