Mamamamamamamama

We were at the library this weekend and Jake and Jonah picked out the book "Is Your Mama a Llama", a children's book about a young llama who asks the question to all of his friends, "Is Your Mama a Llama?" But when Jonah requests us to read the book it just comes out "Mamamamama". Its so funny, it justs goes on and on....

Move over Emril

(I'm practicing my new picture posting skills)

Today I told Jonah that we needed to make cookies. I had FINALLY bought molasses, the much needed ingredient in my great-grandma's oatmeal cookies, so it was time to make a batch. He picked out a little apron and got to work. Then for lunch he wanted pancakes, he did all of the stirring. When lunch was over he said "more panckaes cook." So we made rolls, he is kneading the dough in the picture. Then we put the dough in a bowl and covered it up with a "blanket" so it could go "night night." When Jonah went "night night" for nap, he still had his apron on, he refused to take it off!

Karoke Super Star

At Karoke Night a couple of weeks ago Jake was using his MC skills to drum up some acts. Jonah was his only taker at first and convinced Jake to accompany him in a medley of Sesame Street favorites. It ended up not so much being a duet but instead Jake did a solo act while Jonah just licked the mic through "I Love Trash" and "Ernie's Song."

Milestone Reached

He is talking in complete sentences? Not quite. Riding a bike? We still don't understand petals. BUT, we did learn to blow our nose this weekend (we won't talk about how sometimes he does it without using kleenex or the extreme amounts of mucus that a two year old can produce...). We are very relieved that he can now "blow".

Jonah was in a pretty good mood the last few days despite the 100.6 degree fever he was running. I didn't realize it because although he refused to eat anything besides crackers, he seems to be acting normal. But now the fever is gone, he requested pancakes for lunch, and he can effectivly use a kleenex!

A.K.A.

Last week Jonah and I were playing a new self invented game caleed "Monster Baby". Basically I lay on my bed bed and pretend to sleep (tough job) and Jonah stands on the bed. Whenever he raises his arms he turns into "Monster Baby" and I'm suppose to scream. If I don't do it soon enough, he screams for me. Then he dives on the bed, I tickle him, he gets up, repeat. While we were playing this game I was asking him what his name was- trying to get him to tell me when he was Jonah and when he had turned into "Monster Baby". It turns out that he has changed his name to Chocolate Milk (pronounced Chalk Milk). He no longer tells us that his name is Jojo, he says that its Chalk Milk (first name Chocolate, last name Milk). Even we're not playing our favorite game.

Disgruntled Potty Trainer

So all of a sudden my little boy who has been interested in the "big boy potty" for almost a year has decided that he doesn't like it anymore. Not only that, but he doesn't seem to mind a wet soggy diaper either. I know that forcing my desire to have him out of diapers is not recommended by experts on child development- but I decide to just see what he would do if he made him try. He sat there but was unhappy with every book I gave him or shirt I suggested that he wear. I decided to leave him alone and let him "take care of business". He startd shouting "fla, fla..." "What is a fla?" I ask Jake. He is equally stumped. Flag! He was shouting flag! He wanted to wear the hand-me-down Old Navy flag shirt from 2003 that I suggested 2 shirts ago! So although we aren't any closer to being out of diapers, we've been getting dressed with out too many fits lately (except when our airplane shirt is dirty...).