Typical Fight

If you ever get the impression that I am somewhat less-than-sane, here's why.  Gideon and Silas fight with each other pretty much all day and these are the kinds of things that they fight about:

Silas, holding a spatula: "It's my sword!"

Gideon: "Is that your fly squasher?"

Silas: "No!  I already told ya, it's my sword!"

Gideon: "It's your fly squasher."

Silas, now screeching and crying: "No!  It's my sword!"

Boring Muffins

Last week I made a whole bunch of muffins because I was sick of having the same things for breakfast over and over again.  I put about 40 muffins in the freezer.  I happily pulled out muffins for breakfast again this morning and gave one to each of the boys.  Silas ate his.  I ate mine.  Gideon didn't touch his.  "Gideon, why aren't you eating your muffin?"  This was his explanation: "I picked it up and then suddenly I got really bored.  I need something a little more interesting."

Gideon the Procrastinator

Yesterday morning at breakfast Gideon started to say, "I want to learn how to..." and then he paused in thought, so I contributed, "Read?"  "No!  I want to learn how to be nice."  Gideon started to sing part of a primary song with the line, "I want to do just what is right, each and every day."  This was apparently his inspiration for wanting to learn how to be nice.  Fast forward a few hours.  Gideon was teasing Silas and making him cry.  "Gideon that is unkind." I said.  Without any reminding on my part, Gideon recalled and  promptly amended his previous announcement by saying, "What I meant was, I want to learn how to be nice tomorrow."

I was discussing with Gideon the reasons why he needed to learn how to wipe his own bum.  "When you get to kindergarten, your teacher will not be able to wipe your bum for you."  "Oh.  When I get to kindergarten, will I be a man?"  "No, you'll just be a really big boy."  "Hmm.  Well, I'm not going to learn how to wipe my bum until I'm a parent."

New Primary Song

Sometimes I sing to the boys at night before they go to bed.  Silas always requests "Jesus Wants Me for a Sunbeam."  Tonight after I finished singing that song, Silas said, "Gideon is a sunbeam."  He continued his logical thought process with the command, "Sing "Jesus Wants Me for a Nursery!"

It's obvious that my boys haven't experienced many nuts in their lives.  Today I turned over a new leaf and made some trail mix.  Gideon was happily eating it when he pointed to a peanut and said, "Look, it's a dried-out chunk of peanut butter!"

Today while I was cleaning under our bed, I found a paper on which I had written a couple of Gideon quotes that I had long since forgotten about.  The first quote came from a family home evening lesson about keeping the Sabbath Day holy.  We asked Gideon, "Why don't we go to the store on Sunday?"  His response was " 'Cause we already had food in sacrament."  The other quote was from early one morning after Peter had gone to work.  Gideon said, "Mom, I think daddy's home because I can smell a little bit of his breath around here!"

Why do little boys love weapons so much?

I returned from a teeth cleaning with the usual haul--sample-sized toothpaste, floss, and a toothbrush.  Silas immediately confiscated the toothbrush and when I asked for it back he said, "It's not your toothbrush.  It's my brand...new...sword!"  A few minutes later I caught him sucking on my hair elastic and told him to bring it to me.  "It's a sling shot!" he pleaded and then demonstrated his point by shooting it across the room.

Silas' Timeline

June 2012: Can say any manner of complicated sentences and understands abstract concepts. Here's an example of something he said yesterday. He doesn't like climbing the stairs or going down them because his legs are so short and it takes a lot of effort for him. At the top of the stairs he held his arms out and said, "I wish I had butterfly wings.  Then I could fly down!"
January 2012: Speaks in many full sentences.  When asked how he is doing, he responds with "I'm doing well."  Also is a tease.  If you ask him what his name is, he will say "Gideon" with a very sly smile.  He also called horses cows for a long time because he got a kick out of us correcting him.
December 2011: Counts to 11
June 2011: Learns how to make animal sounds and also says "I want a bite"
May 18, 2011: Vocabulary is growing and he's combining words into phrases such as, "this one," "that one," "that way," and "open the door"
April 7, 2011: Current vocabulary includes "momma," "dad," "baby," "no," "ya," "hi," "hello," "this," "that," "oh," and "nummers" (delicious food)

Circa March 27, 2011: Prefers walking to crawling
March 2, 2011: Takes first step
December 18, 2010: Crawls for the first time (three "steps")
December 1, 2010: First tooth pops through
October 30, 2010: Says "mama"
August 10, 2010: Rolls from front to back
August 1, 2010: Laughs
July 1, 2010: Rolls from back to front for the first time
May 31, 2010: Smiles intentionally
May 9, 2010: Umbilical cord falls off
May 8, 2010: Does first "push-up"
May 4, 2010: Silas is born at 2:15pm

How Idioms Get Started

Gideon: "Mom, would you place the rockets?"  Me: "What?"  Gideon: "It means to put something where it's supposed to go." (He was looking for his shoes.)

That was this morning.  Last night at dinner Gideon said, "You know, a mouth is a food prison."

I was drawing a picture on the magna-doodle when Gideon came over to inspect my artwork.  "What are you drawing?" he asked.  "Sai wanted me to draw a little boy."  Gideon: "WHAT!?!  They're the most humanated creatures in the whole wide world!"