This evening we decided to take the boys to the weight room and gym. The gym is one of Isaiah's favorite places on campus so before we walked out the door I asked him, "Isaiah where would you like to go?" He got real serious, then said "Ice cream, pink!" When I told him we were going to the gym he said "Go gym, not play with balls, just watch balls". We usually prepare him that he's not going to get to actually play with the balls if other people are playing with them. He had a great time playing with the balls. Now were home and he's so wound up he won't stop talking. Everyday he says new words. We've heard the following things in the last few days:
"Ouch" when something hit his head
"More wa'er" when he was supposed to be going to sleep. Before I could get to him to get his cup he shook the cup and said "little more in there".
Daddy treated him to honey nut Cherrioes instead of the plain ones Mommy usually gives him. He discovered that they are a little sticky so they are now "icky eerios" and he loves them. :(
Lot's of "Where's Daddy" "Where's Na'an" "Where's my irt (shirt?)" Where's my ooes (shoes)?" etc.
He also repeats EVERYTHING we say which is rather funny. I apologize for the details. I write this stuff to help me remember and for the grandparents. (and because it's my blog and you don't have to read it. :))
Nathan is also growing up and changing. He now has two teeth on the bottom. He is getting very good at playing with toys. He loves his big brother, but sometimes Isaiah isn't all that good for his health. Isaiah just gave him a set of play keys. Nathan loved them until he gagged himself with one of the keys. :(
I think I'm finished boring you all now.




