Saturday, December 23, 2006

Pre-School Chivalry

One of the reasons I blog these stories is so that I don't tell them too many times. But, this one, I think I've already told 4 times. I must also blog it because posterity needs this story.

We got back from our Disney World Vacation last night. We were there with another couple who have two kids about the same age as our kids. Their daughter is about 6 months older than Trevor, 10 inches taller, and Trevor may have a little crush on her.

They held hands as much as they could, sat together at dinner, lunch and breakfast, and Trevor once even threw my hand away so that he could take hers. I'm not jealous, really. I was just surprised.

One night, we had dinner at Cinderella's Royal Table which is located inside the castle at the Magic Kingdom. When we walked in, each prince was given a plastic sword and every princess was given a magic wand. Trevor had also been given a button earlier in our trip that said "Today is my birthday" and he wore it most of the time we were there. At one point during the dinner show at the castle, the Fairy Godmother asked if anyone was celebrating a special occasion, and we indicated we were and showed our server the button to prove it. She brought Trevor a sprinkle covered chocolate cake.

After dinner, Trevor used his plastic sword to cut his little birthday cake in two pieces and then handed his friend the larger piece.

It's like, chivalry is not dead. Not even for pre-schoolers.

Monday, December 11, 2006

I like it when...

...Daddy is in charge of the kids, and I listen in from the other room. He's giving them a bath right now, and here's what I overheard:

*small crash*

Dad: "Oh, Devin, are you ok?"

There was no panic in his voice, only a small hint of mild concern, and there were no cries of pain or even surprise from Devin, so I continued to overlisten.

Trevor: "Oh, Ducky, are you ok?"

Again, no panic and only a small hint of concern...

I assume that Devin fell onto the Ducky in the tub.

Monday, December 04, 2006

Dental Hygiene is very important

Dad: "Trevor, go brush your teeth."
Trevor: "Why?"
Dad: "Go brush your teeth."
Trevor: "Why?"
Dad: "Go brush your teeth, and I'll tell you when you're done."

Trevor padded off to brush his teeth.

Dad to Mom: "Wow. I'm surprised that worked."

Trevor to Dad after brushing his teeth: "Why did I have to brush my teeth?"

Sunday, December 03, 2006

Our babies look like...

Mommy and Trevor

Daddy and Devin

Every now and then, I'm an idiot...

We invited the babysitter over yesterday so that we could go Christmas shopping and just enjoy an afternoon and evening without the kids. It was great. In addition to monster shopping, we also visited Texas de Brazil, Caribou Coffee, and Cold Stone Creamery.

We also visited Skechers because Daddy needs a new pair of shoes, and I like those little Euro-looking Skecher Shoes.
Daddy was a little concerned they wouldn't be waterproof. I wasn't too concerned about that. I would just ask the little salesperson who had walked up next to us and was looking at getting himself a new pair of shoes what he thought. I handed him the shoe, and I asked if it was waterproof. He took it. He was a little shy for a salesman, but he took it. He looked at the inside, and then he examined the outside.

"Uh, I'm not sure. Maybe. Maybe you can ask that guy over there," pointing to the guy who had greeted us when we came in.

Slightly annoyed with this guy's lack of complete competence, I went over to what I thought was probably his manager to find out if the shoes were waterproof. On the way over to the manager, I thought about some things I had observed.

The first salesperson was looking at shoes for himself. He had a little $10 off coupon just like I was given when I walked in. He wasn't a salesperson at all!

I went ahead and asked the greeter if the shoes were waterproof. He didn't have a very good answer, either. I went back and apologized to nice customer who tried to help me with my shoe question, put the shoe back, went to the Lego store where I nearly lost it as I recalled the way the customer really considered my question and tried to answer it...

Friday, December 01, 2006

How lucky are we...

Is that love or what??

Devin is adorable++ when he cries. But, I've been unable to get his picture when he's sad and adorable++. So, last night, we asked him to act like a sad baby. This is what we got.

Here's Trevor's impersonation of a sad baby.

This is Trevor in a time-out.


BEYOND CUTE! Am I right?

Three Little Pigs

I've been taking the boys to and from daycare since I started my new job. It's a good thing. But, Trevor talks and talks and talks and asks me to tell him stories and asks 1,000 questions. It's both lovely and exhausting. Daddy gave me an iPod last year for my birthday, and it has stories on it. So, instead of me telling him a story, I've been letting the iPod tell him a story. Last night, it was the three little pigs.

As I listened to Holly Hunter tell the story in an energetic and entertaining manner, I wondered what lesson could be found in the Three Little Pigs. It occurred to me that the lesson was that little pigs who make good decisions and work hard don't get eaten by wolves.

So after the story was over, I paused the iPod and asked Trevor, "if you were one of the three little pigs, would you build your house out of straw, sticks or bricks?" He responded, "I would be a wolf!"

I guess he gets it about making good decisions.