Sunday Six

It was exciting to see that Shawn has overcome his fear of the slide. He loves that thing now. He is definitely the daredevil of the two big boys.

The boys rhyme everything. We say something; they say it back using words that rhyme rather than the original words. It makes them laugh, so we all play along. I giggle to myself every time I say we need to go to the kitchen. They can only figure out one word to rhyme with "kitchen." lol

Shawn is in this phase of saying excuse me all. the. time. so much so that I hear, "Excuse me, momma," about fifty million times a day. No joke. He says my name a LOT. I think I am ready for said phase to be over now.

Jack was learning how to eat his dinner with a fork tonight. I helped him stab his food and then let him do the rest. Too cute! I got it on video, so you get to see the cuteness in action.

You also get to see Jack's pickiness in action. Sigh. If I could feed him waffles for every meal, we'd be all set. Unfortunately, there isn't a whole lot of nutritional value in a continuous cycle of waffles, so that plan is out. Feeding a picky boy when you don't particularly like to cook can be challenging, especially when he nixes several of your specialties!

The boys do exercises every night as part of our nightly routine. The reward for their exercises is to play with my phone. It is amazing how motivating this phone is for the boys! Good grief. If only they found me as motivating as Siri. (I also love hearing Shawn grunt like a tennis player who has just hit a ball BEFORE he does the movement of the exercise. I have no idea where he learned that people grunt when they exercise, but he has to do it, too!)