Flapping is Fun!

It was Thanksgiving today and my son was very excited, although I don't think he fully grasped everything that was going on.  He just knew that we were a little bit out of our routine, there was a parade with big balloons on TV, and a lot of food that he couldn't touch because of his allergies.  (I made him up a separate plate with "safe" food just for him.)  At one point, he started flapping his hands really fast.  After a couple of minutes, his 16-year-old sister joined in and flapped as fast as she could.  He thought this was great!  He looked at her and said, "Like it?"  She said, "Yes!"  He smiled real big.  And then I joined in.  Again, turning to me this time, he said, "Like it?"  And I said, "Yes!  I like it!"  Then the 10-year-old sister and baby brother started flapping, and here we were, all 5 of us looking like we were trying to fly away.  But the look on my son's face was priceless.  He was sharing something with us.  "Like it?  Like it?"  And you know what?  I like it!  It is fun to flap!

Key Key!

My son was in his high chair this morning, just finishing breakfast, when he started saying, "I play key key!"  I was trying my hardest to figure out what toy sounded like "key key," and even thought that he might try to be saying his sister's name.  He was getting more and more frustrated as I struggled to understand him.  I finally noticed that he was pointing to his belly while saying this to me, and then I got it!  "You want to play nakey?"  "Yes!  I play key key!"  So he's been running around the rest of the morning with just his pants, no shirt, while he plays.  

I Need a Nap! Please!

So, it seems as if my son has given up his nap time.  I am really not thrilled about this idea.  Don't get me wrong, I love him, but he needs full, constant supervision and stimulation.  I longed for that break in the middle of the day to catch up on housework, help my older kids with school projects, or run errands.  I'm not sure how this new schedule will fit into my plans.  Selfish, I know.  This is the first day that I haven't laid him down.  We've noticed that he's been "talking" through his nap time the last few days, and then the "destructive mode" kicked in.  Yes, he continues to tear apart his crib tent.  As mentioned in an earlier post, his current crib tent has already been Frankensteined back together several times.  It is our second one, yes, he destroyed the first one also, and our new one has been on back order.  Although we heard from the company today and it should be here next week.  (Happy Dance Time!)  Anyway, he finally figured out that if he ripped the entire side out, or pulled apart the zipper, that he could escape and then proceed to "draw" on the walls by scratching them with a metal door stop he removed from his wall.  Well, here we go into our new daytime life...wish me luck!

Coffee, Tea, or COCOA?

My son wanted to hold his "baby" brother the other day, which is funny in itself since they are about the same size now, but I humored him and told him to go sit down on the couch.  He said, "No, cocoa table."  I soon realized that he wanted to sit on the COFFEE table!  Haha...so cute, I think we will call it the COCOA table from here on out.

Snack Time!

After snack time today, which consisted of cashews, a fruit cookie, and corn tortilla chips, my son said (very dramatically), "Mmm Mmm, that was so good!"