Ahh...That's Why I'm Short

We were having a conversation with Gideon about what he would do when he's grown up.  After a few minutes he said,  "I'm not grown up.  I'm small.  I'm grown down."

Gideon's Embarrassing Observations

Yesterday at church we sat down next to a Hispanic man who looked like he belonged in a Mariachi band.  Upon sitting down, Gideon pointed directly at him and loudly proclaimed "Look at that man!  He has a silly mustache!"  As my mind raced through what to say, all I could come up with was, "My son likes your mustache."  Then today as we were shopping, Gideon noticed a Costco employee with a hoop earring, and said "Look at that man!  He has an earring!" right when the said man was passing us in the aisle.  Fortunately, the employee thought Gideon was hilarious, so I didn't have to do anything more than nervously laugh and move on.  A few aisles later Gideon saw a man with a long, scraggly goatee and observed, "That man has something on his chin."  I'm starting to get nervous about going out in public.

Gideon's Timeline

April 11, 2011: Learns how to ride a bike with training wheels
2010, 2011: Speaks constantly and has a great vocabulary.  When asked "How are you?", Gideon responds with "I'm doing well."
October 2009: Knows many more words and now combines them into phrases and sentences such as "Bird over there," "Give me bite," and "What is that?"
September 13, 2009: Learns how to unplug the safety outlet covers and also learns how to climb onto the kitchen table
September 2009: Makes animal sounds
August 26, 2009: Current vocabulary consists of "mom," "dad," "ball," "down," "all done," "oh," "that," "this," "bird," and "no"
August 3, 2009: Learns how to give raspberries
June 26, 2009: Learns how to make choices by pointing at the thing that he wants
June 22, 2009: Makes a "leap of faith" (i.e. flings himself at me when I say "Walk to momma") and later takes several steps in a row
May 18, 2009: Top two teeth break through when Gideon falls in the tub
May 6, 2009: Poops on potty for the first time
Circa May 1, 2009: Says "mom"
March 23, 2009: Crawls
February 25, 2009: First tooth breaks through 
September 14, 2008: Baby blessing
Circa August 25, 2008: First real smile
August 4, 2008: Gideon is born at 10:30am

Videos for Mom

The first video is a few weeks old. Now Silas can stand up 100% independently and he claps for himself. The second video was one of my many attempts to get him to do just that for the camera today. He really wants to grab the camera, so I'm having a hard time catching it on video.

Gideon's Tempting and Silas' Teasing

Gideon has developed a new method of persuasion. When it becomes obvious that asking me outright isn't going to work, he tries something a little more subtle. Example: "Mom, can I watch a movie?" "No." "Mom, can I watch a movie?" "No." "Mom, can I watch a movie?" "The answer is still no." "Do you need to check your email, mom?" I guess he figures that if he can get me over to the computer, maybe he can get me to take the next step and turn on a movie for him. That hasn't worked, but a few nights ago he employed the same strategy with great success. "Do you want to go in the tent with me mom?" "No, I'm too tired." "Do you want to go in the tent with me mom?" "No, I'm too lazy and too tired." Gideon continued playing and reappeared a few minutes later with a pillow from his bed. "Do you want to lay on this pillow on the floor, mom?" "Okay." As soon as I laid my head on the pillow, Gideon ripped it out from under me and moved it a few feet away into his tent. "Do you want to lay on the pillow in here, mom?" And now on to Silas... Silas discovered a very fun game. I was trying to take a package of fruit snacks away from him and he would pretend that he was going to give them to me and then right as I was about to take them, he'd pull them away and shake his head. I thought it was so cute that I had to get a video of it. Sorry the video is a bit shaky.

I hate to follow up my last post by an equally gross one, but let's face it, two-year-olds are gross. A few nights ago when I was putting Gideon to bed he held up his finger to show me something that looked suspiciously like a booger. "What is that?" I asked, already knowing the answer. Gideon surprised me by responding, "A green olive!" Don't worry, this movie has nothing to do with green olives.

We Eat Poop for Dinner

As I was changing Gideon's diaper, we had the following conversation. "Eww. You stink." "Yummy. We eat poop!" "Yucky! That's gross, Gideon!" "We do. We eat poop for dinner." A few seconds later, "Can we eat pee?" "No." "Can we eat gas?" "No." "Can we eat Mommy?" I am offended by two things: 1) his comments about my cooking, and 2) the progression from poop to pee to gas to mommy.

Splish Splash They Were Taking a Bath

Don't worry, Jace...it's modest.

Milk Mustache

This is what happens when Silas nurses. If only he had his mouth open in this picture. He has the cutest little purple tongue.

Eyebrow Cold and Random Gideonisms

First of all, Gideon's eyebrows really were sick...or at least his sinuses were, which is close enough. He's been on antibiotics and is doing much better. Now for some randomness. I've probably told most of you about our maintenance man. He has a long beard and long hair, wears a bandana, and has earings. He looks like a pirate. And Gideon is forever pointing out that he looks like a pirate. When Gideon shrieks, "Look mom, a pirate man!" I usually tell him quietly and urgently, "That's not a pirate. It's our maintenance man." Well, yesterday morning I put on a bandana to cover up my ugly hair. Gideon looked at me excitedly and asked, "You a pirate, mom?" I responded in the affirmative. Then Gideon said, "You're not a pirate! You're a maintenance man!" Next random bit... Gideon knows that he weighs 28 lbs. He likes stepping on the bathroom scale, looking at the error message because he didn't wait for it to calibrate, and then proclaiming, "28 pounds!" He also pulls out the measuring tape and says, "28 pounds!" I'm not sure how he figured out which things are measurement scales, but he's convinced that all measurement scales equal 28 pounds. When the nurse at the doctor's office asked him how old he was, he responded, "28 pounds!" This morning he was watching Sesame Street and I leaned over the computer to see if it was almost done. "How much is left?" I asked aloud. "28 pounds." I wonder what 28 pounds of Sesame Street looks like...