Grant and Cooper were playing in the living room while I cooked dinner.
Cooper: I LOVE YOU.
Grant: Squeak!
Cooper: I sharin' with you.
Grant: Squeak! Squeak!
Cooper: Grant, you sharin' with me. That'll be good. You love sharin'.
Grant: snuffle snuffle munch munch
(pause)
Cooper: You LOVE sharin'!
(pause)
Me: Cooper, what are you sharing with Grant?
Cooper: He's eating my food! I'm sharing. It'll be great.
I came around the corner to see my 8 month old son's mouth completely stuffed full of raisins, like some sort of odd college dare. Grant was in total heaven... food! attention! my brother is touching me! And Cooper was SO proud of himself for sharing his raisins, so it was disappointing to all of us when I scooped them all out of Grant's mouth and tried to explain that Cooper can and should share a lot of things with Grant, but maybe not yet raisins.
Wednesday, October 27, 2010
Sunday, October 24, 2010
Go to bed!
I've been neglecting the blog because of various boring reasons- we've been busy, the boys got sick and I got behind on work, and the weirdness of how once you get behind on something, there is less and less reason to keep up, so it self perpetuates.
Anyway, thanks dad, for reminding me to get on it.
Grant is on the way to teaching himself how to walk. He's started standing independently quite a bit, and is learning how to transfer his steady hand from one thing to another- like couch to coffee table- in a way that is very self assured and confident that he won't fall. I remember vividly when Cooper started doing this- Matt and I were sure he (Cooper) would figure walking out in a few weeks. But I do recall it took at least another month. However, Cooper didn't have a role model, so who knows.
This evening Grant was pretty frustrated with being put down to go to sleep, and he was crying really angrily for a while. Our house is small, and sounds really travel, so Cooper could clearly hear Grant crying. Cooper had been quietly lying in his room falling asleep until Grant started up, and much to my and Matt's amusement, Cooper decided to tell Grant what to do. This is a rough script of what we heard;
Grant. Grant. GRANT!
(pause)
Don't cry. You just need to take a nap. Momma is gonna go upstairs and nurse you and you'll get your blankey and feel better.
(pause)
Grant. GRANT! Go to bed.
(pause)
Grant! Don't cry. Just take your nap.
(pause)
MOMMA GO UPSTAIRS AND NURSE GRANT and make him feel better and then he's a-gonna take a nap and I'm a-gonna sleep here in my bed and GRANT don't cry go to sleep upstairs you just need to feel better with your blankey.
Anyway, thanks dad, for reminding me to get on it.
Grant is on the way to teaching himself how to walk. He's started standing independently quite a bit, and is learning how to transfer his steady hand from one thing to another- like couch to coffee table- in a way that is very self assured and confident that he won't fall. I remember vividly when Cooper started doing this- Matt and I were sure he (Cooper) would figure walking out in a few weeks. But I do recall it took at least another month. However, Cooper didn't have a role model, so who knows.
This evening Grant was pretty frustrated with being put down to go to sleep, and he was crying really angrily for a while. Our house is small, and sounds really travel, so Cooper could clearly hear Grant crying. Cooper had been quietly lying in his room falling asleep until Grant started up, and much to my and Matt's amusement, Cooper decided to tell Grant what to do. This is a rough script of what we heard;
Grant. Grant. GRANT!
(pause)
Don't cry. You just need to take a nap. Momma is gonna go upstairs and nurse you and you'll get your blankey and feel better.
(pause)
Grant. GRANT! Go to bed.
(pause)
Grant! Don't cry. Just take your nap.
(pause)
MOMMA GO UPSTAIRS AND NURSE GRANT and make him feel better and then he's a-gonna take a nap and I'm a-gonna sleep here in my bed and GRANT don't cry go to sleep upstairs you just need to feel better with your blankey.
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