Sept 2011

And here is a blog post about the happenings that happened to happen in September.

 We started off the month by invading my sister’s home yet again (they MUST be sick of us visiting by now. Ryan did manly things like Fantasy Football drafting and big mouth bass fishing. I did girly things like baby shower going and adorable new niece holding. We both had our own brand of fun. :)

I’m glad I got to see my neice while she was still itty bitty (or at least as itty bitty as a roly poly chunk can be). Either way, I just want to pinch her sweet chubby cheeks!

And, of course, there’s no visiting Kathryn without getting railroaded by this little pantsless whirlwind.

The next week, we celebrated the return of the BYU football season with an exciting win. We promptly proclaimed ourselves number one. E gave his own version of a one fingered solute.

 

E actually points with his middle finger about 90% of the time. Recently, he’s become fascinated with the sky. He points at it enthusiastically and yells “SKY!” all the time which is endlessly amusing to us and random people around us. We’ve tried to teach him to “point with his other finger” but for some reason he interprets that as “wave your middle finger back and forth.” 

E is hilarious. We laugh at something he does almost every day.

His new favorite game is throwing stuff over the baby gate and watching it roll down the stairs. As fast as I can gather his toys back up, five minutes later it just looks like this again. This is just one form of his favorite game that I call “Distributing Things.” I give him his box of blocks and he runs them throughout the house, distributing a few in his window sill, a few on the bookshelf, a few down the stairs, a few in our shoes, etc.

Another variation of this is “Tapping Things.” A few months ago E stumbled upon a stash of Mardi Gras beads we happened to have in our closet, and they have provided hours of entertainment ever since. He just walks around with a strand in his hand and tapping it to the floor, lowering it into holes, setting it into a pile, dunking it into the toilet, etc. His newest accomplishment is to drape the strand over a bar and when he can get it to stay, he gets SOOOO excited. He runs over to us chanting “Wow. Wow. Wow.” And drags us over to see.

I’ve talked about his splashing before, but it truly is getting far out of control. Maybe it’s time to start saying no.

When he doesn’t want to eat, this is what happens. Notice how when he actually lands a bite in his mouth on accident, he spits it right back out again.

Little stinker.