Saturday, October 4, 2008

Give Me Food!!!

Austin is totally aware that we eat different food than he does. He'll be sitting in his highchair having just finished is breakfast and Zach will come sit down at the table with a banana and Austin is leaning forward watching every move that banana makes. Every time we sit down to dinner he's already eaten and is crawling around on the floor. Once he notices us all sitting at the table he scrambles over to stand up against my chair grabbing for me to pick him up. It's like if he can't have any of the food he at least wants to look at it. When he gets wiggly and tired of being on my lap I set him back on the floor and he immediately heads for under Carter's chair searching for crumbs. Carter thinks this is hilarious and says, "He's yooking for crumbs. Ha Ha. He yoves crumbs!"(he pronounces his L's with a Y sound, hence the spelling). One day Austin hit the mother load when Carter dropped a big piece of stuffing on the floor. Before I could get to it Austin had it in his mouth and when I tried to get it out he clamped his mouth shut so tight I couldn't get my finger in.

Monday we (the boys and I) were out doing our dreaded grocery run. We were at Costco, the last stop of our four hour trip and Carter was loving all the free samples. Austin, on the other hand, was mad that he wasn't getting any. Both of the boys were sitting in the front of the cart and whenever Carter got some food Austin would maul him trying to get some for himself. I was laughing so hard because Austin was very determined and almost won a few times. His best technique was to grab Carters arm with is left arm and then reach across Carter with his right arm. Luckily they had samples of freeze dried apples that Austin could have so we made it out of the store without too much trouble.

"So how was your day Mommy?"

I honestly hear this question at least 20 times a day. For some reason Carter has picked it up and is always asking me. When I sit down with him for breakfast, "So Mom, how was your day?". I'm thinking my day just started but I reply, "Great." and if I take too long to ask him back he says, "Now you ask me Mommy, say How was your day Carter?." And so the conversation goes. He asks me every time we're sitting at the table and usually multiple times per meal. It gets a little repetitive but really is quite cute how he's trying to be all grown up.

Another thing Carter does is talk to his toys, or he talks for his toys in a conversation with me or Zach. The other day I was in the kitchen doing the dishes and he comes and stands in the kitchens entry way and this is how the conversation went,

Carter: How was your day Mommy?
Me: Fine Carter (still focused on the dishes)
Carter: How was your day Mommy?
Me: Fine Carter (still focused on the task at hand)
Carter: How was your day Mommy?
At this point I turn around a little irritated only to find that it wasn't Carter asking the question by two of his "car friends" and as soon as I replied "Fine cars, How are you?" the conversation moved on. Funny kid!

Carter got a sucker for going potty in the toilet one day and for half an hour we sat and took turns being sucker and having some wonderful conversation about how Carter went potty in the toilet and got to pick "me" (It was my turn to be sucker).

Last week as we were getting ready for church Carter was playing with his "Grandpa Kevin" truck. Yes, his cars have names and they go along with people in the family. Anyway, he asked if he could bring it to church and we said yes. He had to put it in my bag while he went to nursery but as soon as we got into Sacrament meeting(its last) he had it out and was playing with it. I got to the bench and sat down next to Carter with Austin on my lap. Pretty soon Carter turns to me with his first finger and thumb pinched together like he's found something. I thought it was a random crumb off the church bench so I put my hand out so he can hand it to me but nothing falls from his fingers. I asked him, "What's this?". To witch he replied, "It's Grandpa Kevin! Talk to him!!" We had a lovely conversation and then Carter picked Grandpa Kevin back up and put him back in the Grandpa Kevin truck. Where does he come up with these things?

I just wanted to write down a few of the things that Carter is doing at this stage that make me lugh. Hopefully you enjoyed them and if you didn't, know that his Grandmas and Grandpa Kevin did.

6 Quirks Tag

I got tagged a while ago by my sister-in-law, Jen. What I have to do is list 6 quirks about myself. Here it goes...

1) Crossing my toes. I do it with both feet. The big toe goes over the second toe. I didn't realize that I did this until college when someone pointed it out. I don't think that I do it as much as I used to but I still do it without realizing it.

2)My toenails are ALWAYS painted.

3)This one drives Zach nuts, whenever I have a bowl of vanilla ice cream I put Hershey's chocolate syrup on it and mix it all together. Zach doesn't get why I don't just have chocolate ice cream but I say there's a big difference in taste and my brothers agree.

4)This one's a little hard to explain. Whenever I'm just sitting there watching TV or a movie I catch myself air typing(I guess you'd call it that). Random words stick in my head from the running dialog on the TV and my fingers, wherever they are laying start moving ever so slightly to type out that word. I know, I'm weird.

5)Red Shoes. I love red shoes and currently own three pair that are completely red and one pair that are white with red accents. Very cute!

6)I know I have a bunch of quirks but I can't come up with number six right now. Sorry!