The M&M Story

The B-man is crawling everywhere! I'd explain more, but we're too busy baby-proofing the house! No time to type!

andy Originally uploaded by emmegab . Via Jenny: Anyway, just a quick prayer request from [Andy]. With the elections on Sunday, there has been a regimental order for a post-wide prayer service at 8 p.m. Saturday night. If you think about it, won't you please take a few minutes on Saturday (noon, EST) and join with them? I am confident that God can do miraculous things on Sunday, and will be praying to that end.

1. M: Stummy --where food goes when you eat it (stomach + tummy, apparently) 2. Last week Cuz L looked at the sprinkling of freckles across her Aunt Susan's nose and said: " Polkadots!"

We've been encouraging potty training, so we've been fairly open with our own, umm, potty habits. This morning I was enjoying some solitude of my own in the bathroom, and M walked in. "Oh, hi. You read one of my books, daddy?" Before I could say "no, thanks," he walked out. 15 seconds later he was back with a thick book of nursery rhymes. "Here you go, daddy," he said as he plopped it on my lap and left, closing the door. So next time you visit our house, you may want to make sure and lock the door unless you think you might need reading material delivered.

M, in reference to his favorite book of the week, Where the Wild Things Are: "I'm scared about it." Five minutes later, he was reciting it while we looked at the pictures, and he was cracking up.

Yogurt, Yogurt, Yogurt, Yogurt, Yogurt, Yogurt, Yogurt, Yogurt, Yogurt, Everywhere, God made some yogurt. Pasta, Pasta, Pasta, Pasta, Pasta, Pasta, Pasta, Pasta, Pasta, Everywhere, God made some pastaaaahhhhhhhh (breath) aaahhhhhhhhhh.

Snow, Snow, Snow, Snow, Snow, Snow, Snow, Snow, Snow, Snow, Snow, Snow, Everywhere, God ... made .. the ... snow. by M. (Hey, if Elton John can replace Marilyn with Diana as The Candle in the Wind and everybody pretends it's a new song, then M can certainly replace Soy with Snow. And to be clear, Soy was in 4/4 time; Snow is in 3/4. Also, it's in a different key.)

Petting the snow puppy Originally uploaded by Maynor . There was not enough snow for a man this weekend. (although stay tuned, because there is enough tonight)

M'Cathewine, Bigs, and Ooolie Originally uploaded by Maynor . That pretty much captures their personalities.

Snow angels Originally uploaded by Maynor . M & Cuz L.

Susan teaches in the afternoon,and so the boys go to Nana's or to their friends C&K's house. Tuesday is C&K day. This morning, before going over to C&K's, Susan and the boys are heading out for some errands--to the Library for books, to Sam's for bulk items, to the Bank for some jack. We talked through all of those errands with M and he couldn't wait. Later, during breakfast, I said.... Daddy: Hey, today is Tuesday! Whose house are you going to visit? M: Ummmm ... (he thought hard) ... Sam's!

M brought me toys this morning and told me I could take them to work. I told him no thanks, that he should keep them at home. So I opened up my lunch bag just now and there are the three Hotwheels cars. I love that kid.

Bandaid close up Originally uploaded by Maynor . I know I've posted this before, but it's cracking me up again. He wore this an entire afternoon, all night, and all morning the next day because he said he bumped his nose. Now Uncle Peter has given him a fake rubber gash, which M couldn't find this morning apparently. As soon as I walked in the door this afternoon, he asked me if I'd taken it to work. He was disappointed when I told him no--he was sure I had.

M looked at a picture of my parents this week and said, "Those are my fwiends."

soldiers and kids Originally uploaded by emmegab . That's our buddy Andy G. with his arms folded.

We do have movement in the crawling department. We've been practicing diligently over the holidays, and there is some scooting. The traditional technique takes some coordination--right arm, left knee, shift weight, left arm, right knee. We think B might have discovered the correct rotation this morning. I'll let you know. In other news, in honor of his love for vanilla soymilk, M has announced the release of the Soy Song. This morning he was humming at the table.... M: I'm singin' the Soy Song. Mommy: Oh, really? M: Yes. It goes like this: Soy, Soy, SOOOY, soy, soy, soy, SOOOO--EEEY.