From the Mouth of Mikey

We haven't had a Daddy entry in a while, so I thought I'd make this contribution. This was awesome. This morning Luke was being particularly loud and Mikey particularly messy in our bed, so I took them both downstairs a little before 7am to let Kristy get a bit of sleep. We ventured out into the hall, and Mikey started down the stairs, at which point the following conversation ensued:
Mikey: "I can't see anything. It's dark all over the place"
Daddy goes over and turns on the hall light
Mikey: stops in his tracks and says, "Wow. These are really nice stairs. Daddy, these are really nice stairs!"
Daddy steps back into the bedroom and tells Mama what Mikey said. When he comes back out in the hall, Mikey is at the bottom of the stairs.
Mikey: "Daddy, these are really pretty nice stairs. That's why Mama had to make these nice, pretty stairs."
Daddy: "Did Mama make these stairs?"
Mikey: "Yup. She sure did."

Priceless, this kid.

Playing too hard?

The other day Mikey was sent to his room for some reason. Often times, after the crisis has passed he stays in his room and plays. I heard him up there for awhile, but suddenly it got quite. When I got to his door to check on him I noticed that the light was off. Upon entering, Mikey was nowhere to be seen and the closet was closed. I did however, hear a soft snoring. So I pulled back one door and this is what I found....

I had to push him back a little to get the second door open, but here he is. By the way, he was not wearing that raincoat when he first went to his room. (I was also reminded of a story my mom told when I was little of a time when I was "lost." We had been playing hide and seek. Eventually I was found asleep in the closet.)



Now it's Luke's turn. So Luke was on Lance's lap and Lance had his hands on his cheeks just rubbing them and playing when Luke started to look tired. So Lance kept his hands there and started to softly rub the back of his head and within minutes, he was out. Just like that.


Then he got tired eating Cheerios.

We're crawling!

This week Luke started crawling! Sometimes he pretends like he doesn't remember, but then he sees something he wants and he takes off running!

For the first few days, Mikey also rediscovered crawling. The first night Luke was really crawling Lance and I were on the floor clapping and encouraging it and getting quite excited. It didn't take long for Mikey get on his knees across the room and crawl as fast as he could to us. Gotta keep that attention balanced. ;)

Tinfoil-wrapped chocolates

Last night we were giving each other our Valentine's Day cards and presents. Luke gave Mikey a little Valentine package of chocolate baseballs. Mikey promptly asked if he could have one. We agreed and then proceeded with our presents and cards. I saw him take one out of the package, but then turned my attention elsewhere. A few minutes later he asked for another one. I suddenly started looking around and asked Lance where the wrapper was. We kept looking around and then asked Mikey where it was. He just looked at us. Finally it dawned on me...I asked him if he ate it with the wrapper. He continued to just look at me so I asked if he had tinfoil in his mouth. He said, "yeah." Though, if you know Mikey, he says, "yeah" to everything. So I looked in his mouth and saw a tiny fleck of silver. (And I received further confirmation this morning, if you know what I mean...;)

The fact that Mikey wanted another one after eating the one with the tinfoil shows the devotion this kid has to chocolate! (He IS related to me)

We love Mikey!!