His Mother's Son

Driving home Saturday night
Tony: "Mom, will you sing the Brownie song?"
Me: "I don't know the Brownie song (having never heard of it before). Will you sing it for me?"
Tony: "Yes. Won't you bake me a brownie, na na na naaa; Won't you bake a brownie for Tony pleeeease? Na na na naaa."

The Potty Chronicles, Part I

We just got Tony one of those toilet seat-smallerizers (that's a word, right? ha.) so that he can sit on the potty without fear of falling in. Yesterday (Day One) he had a small success, which was accompanied by much laughter, because even though he's not quite two, it is instinctual: little boys just know that bathroom sounds are funny. So he laughed and I clapped, trying to emphasize the greatness of this moment. Grandmas were called, and more praise was heaped upon him.

Day Two: This morning while watching his all time favorite show (Little Einsteins, aka "Rocket") he tore his eyes from the screen and informed me that he wanted to go potty. Thinking the motivation was to get some pre-lunch chocolate (m&ms have figured prominently in the the build up of excitement for going potty), I laughed inside at the lengths children go to for candy, and put him on the toilet. Well, much to my surprise, barely a moment passed before he was fully engaged in the business at hand. More laughter, more clapping.

I was impressed by his knowing that he needed to go, and actually telling me about it beforehand. While it's much to soon to get my hopes up, I am relieved that so far, it's going well.

Picking Easter

We went across the street to take some pictures with these bluebonnets, which Tony declared to be Easter flowers.

He came up to me and said, "I picked you some Easter, Mommy."

Here's Tony embarking on an Easter egg hunt, armed with his Thomas the Train "basket" and followed close behind by his trusty sidekick Roobin. If the video I took would only load, you'd see how this detective duo sought out and recovered all of the eggs, losing the contents of only one in the process.

In my Inbox

50% off a Trapeze Class!

Tempting.

:)

Cows get tired too

At least he was polite enough to take his nap on the side of the road, rather than in the middle.

Prayers

So over the past couple months we've been teaching Tony how to say prayers. He's getting really good, actually! He will repeat what we say, but he likes to add in his own things too. Usually it's blessing our cousins down here, who Tony just loves and talks about all day. He always remembers Roobin too, and sometimes grandma and grandpa. So yesterday he woke up from his nap and was talking to himself, so I snuck up to listen.

I heard him say "Heavunly Faaather, bless papa at work, bless Megan, bless Jack, bless Monkey, bless light, bless door. Thank you for papa and friends, and thank you for kitchen..."

It was so sweet. I love this kid!

Busy

I haven't been posting much, but it's with good reason: I'm busy! The 'Texas Mieka' Project is going smashingly well, in that I don't just waste ALL my time dinking around on the internet or re-reading books I know by heart (I still do that, just less). Here's a small sampling of what I've been up to:

• Laughing at Tony. He says and does the funniest things
• Building towers and knocking them down
• Writing for fun, but taking it seriously
• Running (it's true!)
• Other forms of exercise- in fact, I have two exercise buddies
• Being friends with people (hence, the buddies ^^)
• Playing some wii, but not too much
• Kicking the ball for Roobin, and laughing when Tony helps me
• Cooking new foods, though none of them are healthy.
• Hanging out with Megan, who is the missing pea from my pod, as it were.
• Enjoying time with a now much-happier Don

Life is good, my friends. Life is good.

Oh! This morning I read Eve's Diary by Mark Twain, and I thought it was cute. You should read it too :)
http://www.eastoftheweb.com/short-stories/UBooks/EvesDiar.shtml