The leaves are fallin’ ‘cuz it’s fall…
In no particular order, some anecdotes and facts about our 29-month-old big kids:
- Halloween was really fun this year. We had four costumes so everyone had a choice: Audrey wanted the tiger, Jamie wanted the lion, and Theresa chose the monkey over the Winnie the Pooh costume. They loved practicing trick-or-treating, and were champs at our neighbors’ houses. They also had fun sorting the candy by package color, and dumping and refilling their pumpkins.
- Two out of three have gotten their first bee stings: Audrey on the upper leg in July (the bee landed on her car seat and she accidentally sat on it), and Theresa at the park a couple of weeks ago (the sluggish bee was on a step of the play structure, and crawled over her finger).
- At Target, we park in front of the escalators and watch the stairs move up and down. This is directly across from the electronics department with huge displays of TVs. The escalator wins every time.
- Bedtime stories rotate in popularity fast these days. A couple of months ago, Make Way for Ducklings (which they referred to as “Mr. Mallard”) and The Kissing Hand were must-haves before sleep. Now Lost in the Woods (or “the baby fawn book”), Madeline and the Cats of Rome, What Pete Ate from A to Z, and Toot and Puddle top the list.
- Running buddies: they love sticking their legs straight out in front of them, and we play the “getchoo game” when they press their hand to the clear plastic window on the stroller canopy so I can grab it, and listen to their giggles as I run.
- Their language usage continues to grow, and it is fascinating to see it develop. Audrey said something that sounded like “choist,” and when I asked her to say it again, she said something about “pick”–she was using “choice” as a verb and making it into a past participle, “choiced.” But she knew to circumlocute using the synonym of “pick” instead.
- Their imaginative play is also fascinating to watch. Theresa gives rides in the “stroller” (a lawn mower) for her bunny or baby doll. Audrey changes her baby’s diaper, feeds it, gives it rides on the zipline. They have named their dolls after actual babies, which is also endearing: Babies Bellamy, Colby, Stella, Zachary, Levi, and Jonah have all been monikers for the three baby dolls we have. [Note to any grandparent-type reading here: this is not a call for more dolls, thank you.] Jamie plays his “ukelele” (a ball ramp) like Teacher Mary Anne at music class, and turned the play skillet into a “banjo.” They all love cooking and having picnics with the pretend food. They wear Daddy’s helmet as they ride their “bike” (like Daddy) or “motorcycle” (like Ryan, our carpenter).
- They are a little obsessed with Ryan, our carpenter. He rides a motorcycle most days, which fascinates them, and they love waving to him as he enters and leaves. He tolerates the adoration well.
- They love picking up the CSA veggies with me. We predict what veggies are going to be in the box as we walk over in the wagon, and each kid gets a grocery bag into which I distribute the veggies evenly. Theresa usually gnaws on the greens as we walk home. Jamie gets very excited about each vegetable, and Audrey is quite particular about which ones go in her bag. They are learning more about vegetables than I knew till I was out of college. I think I ate raw carrots, cucumbers, iceberg lettuce, and corn when I was a kid. I did not know kohlrabi, kale, or different kinds of squash existed till much later, and I did not know that I would actually like brussels sprouts, or beets, or turnips, or parsnips, or even tomatoes.
- The girls like drawing with crayons, pencils, and chalk. We painted at the aquarium toddler time recently, which inspired me to obtain some paints for the winter. Theresa likes tracing her hand, and they both enjoy coloring birthday and other cards for people.
More often than not now, I turn off the music in the car so we can have a conversation. They are really fun to talk to. Some samples:
Passing by construction:
Me: Look, a cherry picker!
Audrey, sadly: I didn’t see the cherry picker.
Theresa: Audrey, the cherry picker misses you. It loves you.
Explanation of injury:
Theresa: Jamie, I have a boo-boo.
Me: Jamie, if someone has a boo-boo, you can ask, ‘Are you okay?’
Audrey, loudly: Are you okay, Theresa?