Elijah is now super chatty, mostly owing (I think) to the fact that Miciah isn't around for him to talk to for a few hours every day. He's also now into make-believe, which is new for him. So I thought I'd report on some of the fun things he's done recently.
* He likes to pretend to be a baby and sleep in a crib. Often he'll fit himself into the play baby doll crib, which is like 1 foot by 2 feet. Miciah will help him some times by building him a crib on the couch out of couch coushins. This is a favorite game around here. The take all the coushins and rearrange thim into marvelous things. One of these times, they built a boat. Miciah had a steering wheel in the front and in the back was a space for the crib. Miciah took her turn being the baby, too. It's funny to watch your 5 year old and your 3 year old playing pretend parent/baby together. Miciah reached out to him making baby noises for "come get me" and Elijah was walking around. Miciah got more insistent and Elijah said in a very real parental tone (you know, the I'm busy, but I'm trying tone), "Just a minute. I'm coming."
* We have a little playset outside that the kids like. Elijah was standing on the slide when Rob walked out onto the deck. Elijah said, "Dad! It's a pirate ship! Look! Buried treasure!" ... Some days later, the kids were looking into the fish tank. Miciah said, "Dad! There's a quarter in there!" Rob looked at it and said that it was a penny. They took that in for a second, staring intently at the penny. Rob kind-of-causual-like said, "It's buried treasure." Elijah, nose pressed up to the glass, says with wonder, "Buried treasure!" Rob and I laughed for a good 5 minutes over that one.
* One of the afternoons with just me and Elijah, Elijah was chatting my ear off (this is becoming more and more common). He started talking about some story that has no real beginning or end, in a way only little kids can do. I picked it up here: "And I will be a lion. I will say "Roar!" And you will be scared. You will say, (and here he does his very best high-pitched Mom voice) "Ah! Robbie! Help!" And I will say, "Roar!" " Since then I've been repeating it for just about everyone because I like saying (in my very best high-pitched Mom voice), "Ah! Robbie! Help!"
* Elijah is certainly more capable now than he ever has been in the past. We made a fire the other night in our fire pit. We had the kids' chairs out for them to sit in. At one point Miciah was sitting in a chair right beside Rob and drawing on a piece of paper. She got up and showed Rob her work. Then she went to sit down again and fell on her butt! While she had been standing up, Elijah picked up the chair and moved it to the other side of the lawn. :) Miciah started crying, more out of embarrasement than anything, and it didn't help that Rob was laughing his head off. Elijah wasn't quite sure what was wrong, but when he figured it out, he brought the chair back. A little late, since Ciah was still upset, but cute anyway.
Elijah is still very sweet when he's not being trying. On Saturday we were at Coney Island with our kids. By the end of the day Teancom had fallen asleep in the stroller. I soon caught Elijah "bugging" Teancom, which doesn't make me happy because Teancom needs the nap. But then I realized that Elijah wasn't bugging him at all. He was stroking his leg and hand very gently. I stopped yelling at him and just looked at him. Elijah looked up at me and smiled. It's nice to have moments like this amidst the chaos. :)
I'm sure I have more Elijah stories, but I can't think of them right now. Those were the best ones.
Tamra
Here are 2 more pictures from Sunday morning. The boys were wearing matching outfits, and I wanted to take a good picture of them. Of course they weren't cooperating too well, so these 2 are the best pictures. The one would be perfect if it didn't have Miciah's hand in it, but oh well.
* He likes to pretend to be a baby and sleep in a crib. Often he'll fit himself into the play baby doll crib, which is like 1 foot by 2 feet. Miciah will help him some times by building him a crib on the couch out of couch coushins. This is a favorite game around here. The take all the coushins and rearrange thim into marvelous things. One of these times, they built a boat. Miciah had a steering wheel in the front and in the back was a space for the crib. Miciah took her turn being the baby, too. It's funny to watch your 5 year old and your 3 year old playing pretend parent/baby together. Miciah reached out to him making baby noises for "come get me" and Elijah was walking around. Miciah got more insistent and Elijah said in a very real parental tone (you know, the I'm busy, but I'm trying tone), "Just a minute. I'm coming."
* We have a little playset outside that the kids like. Elijah was standing on the slide when Rob walked out onto the deck. Elijah said, "Dad! It's a pirate ship! Look! Buried treasure!" ... Some days later, the kids were looking into the fish tank. Miciah said, "Dad! There's a quarter in there!" Rob looked at it and said that it was a penny. They took that in for a second, staring intently at the penny. Rob kind-of-causual-like said, "It's buried treasure." Elijah, nose pressed up to the glass, says with wonder, "Buried treasure!" Rob and I laughed for a good 5 minutes over that one.
* One of the afternoons with just me and Elijah, Elijah was chatting my ear off (this is becoming more and more common). He started talking about some story that has no real beginning or end, in a way only little kids can do. I picked it up here: "And I will be a lion. I will say "Roar!" And you will be scared. You will say, (and here he does his very best high-pitched Mom voice) "Ah! Robbie! Help!" And I will say, "Roar!" " Since then I've been repeating it for just about everyone because I like saying (in my very best high-pitched Mom voice), "Ah! Robbie! Help!"
* Elijah is certainly more capable now than he ever has been in the past. We made a fire the other night in our fire pit. We had the kids' chairs out for them to sit in. At one point Miciah was sitting in a chair right beside Rob and drawing on a piece of paper. She got up and showed Rob her work. Then she went to sit down again and fell on her butt! While she had been standing up, Elijah picked up the chair and moved it to the other side of the lawn. :) Miciah started crying, more out of embarrasement than anything, and it didn't help that Rob was laughing his head off. Elijah wasn't quite sure what was wrong, but when he figured it out, he brought the chair back. A little late, since Ciah was still upset, but cute anyway.
Elijah is still very sweet when he's not being trying. On Saturday we were at Coney Island with our kids. By the end of the day Teancom had fallen asleep in the stroller. I soon caught Elijah "bugging" Teancom, which doesn't make me happy because Teancom needs the nap. But then I realized that Elijah wasn't bugging him at all. He was stroking his leg and hand very gently. I stopped yelling at him and just looked at him. Elijah looked up at me and smiled. It's nice to have moments like this amidst the chaos. :)
I'm sure I have more Elijah stories, but I can't think of them right now. Those were the best ones.
Tamra
Here are 2 more pictures from Sunday morning. The boys were wearing matching outfits, and I wanted to take a good picture of them. Of course they weren't cooperating too well, so these 2 are the best pictures. The one would be perfect if it didn't have Miciah's hand in it, but oh well.
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