Leftovers

Last night, we had pasta with marinara. After Trevor ate ALL of his pasta, he said to me. "More Pasta, more milk." I said, OK. I got him more pasta. Then, he told me, "Put it in the refrigerator for later." He says this of all of his leftovers, no matter what they are. But, this is the first time he's requested food so that he would have something in the refrigerator for later!

Concussion maker

If Devin never goes to the ER with a concussion, it will be a miracle. Last night, Trevor pushed him over twice. Both times, although his butt was on the area rug, he landed so the back of his head hit the hardwood floor. After the first time, I gave Trevor a time out. After, I told him that if Devin is frustrating him, he needs to tell me to "get Devin," and I will come and get Devin out of the way.

After that, if Devin was on the floor, Trevor said, "Mommy, Get Devin!!" I wasn't quick enough one time, so Trevor pushed him a second time. He got another time out. Daddy thinks my idea of Trevor telling mommy to get Devin is below average and unworkable. We haven't got another solution at this point, though...

New friend

New neighbors moved in next door yesterday. They have a 2 year old who's just a little younger than Trevor. When I drove up, he and his new friend were happily playing in the leaves in the front yard. When I got out of the car, Trevor ran up and said, "Hi Mommy!" I asked if he found a new friend, and he said "yeah!" enthusiastically. I said "what's his name?" He said (just as enthusiastically) "I don't know!" Then he suggested (again with the enthusiasm) "I guess we should go find out!" Funny, funny, funny.

Thrifty Trevor

Trevor is a very thrify boy. Lately, when he's done eating, but food is left on his plate, he asks us to put the leftovers in the refrigerator "for later." We put away some pasta last night "for later," and unfortunately, this morning, I knocked the bowl out of the fridge and it broke. Trevor cried, "I want my pasta!" He got out of his chair and started coming my way. I think his intention was to come over and get his pasta!

If I try to throw out the last few bites of his meal, he throws a fit. "Put it in the refrigerator for later!" he insists. Sometimes, I have to sneak the garbage into the trash!

Happy Birthday Devin

Cake...


Happy 1 year old...


What? Is this for eating? I'm in my eating chair...


AAAACCCCHHHHH! (This is the animal basketball game from Granma and Granpa Roth...perfect gift for our budding athlete!)


Cutest baby, ever!


QUIT DISTRACTING MY BABY (said Daddy to Mommy)


The truth of Devin's Birthday...


AH! The perfect gift for Trevor!


Cake? I don't want no stinking cake!


Poor little tyke is tired!


Trevor likes cake, and if Devin's shirt is going to be off, so is his!


Seriously, he's tired...

(actually, he had gotten a little cough the day before, he was a little wheezy when this picture was taken, and he got worse throughout the night. I took him to the doctor first thing the next day with some serious asthma!)

Doo Thing

Trevor has a Doo thing. It can be a stick, some legos put together in a row, or his finger. He points his doo thing at you and says, "doo, doo, doo, doo" sorta like a futuristic type gun. Devin has a doo thing, too. Here it is:

Yay, yay Part II

This is Devin's reaction to me saying "yay, yay!"

Higglytown Heroes

Trevor gets all of his best ideas from the Higglytown Heroes (from the Disney Channel). They play two episodes a day, and he insists on watching both episodes most days. Sometimes, he wants to watch them more than once, but we've learned to say no. Too much TV can't be good for Little Trevor. Anyway, they have an episode where the Higgly kids jump in leaves. Yesterday, Trevor asked me if it was Leaf Day. So, I raked what I could into a pile, and we've had great fun (except for Devin) jumping in the leaves. Here are some pictures.

Devin!

Devin is starting to act like he can and will hold his bottle. Daycare told us yesterday that he held his bottle, and we saw him do it once last night and once today. He turns one in just a few days, and he'll be losing the bottle soon after that. For a moment this morning as he held his bottle, I thought, he can keep it awhile. But, I don't really think so. He's moving on to the sippy cup. He's a much more compliant baby than Trevor ever was when it comes to these milestone. He's even been pacifier free since August.

Clementine

On Saturday, I was singing Clementine to Devin. It made Trevor sad. He pouted, cried a little bit, and he told me was sad. So, I stopped singing. Later that day, he was singing it himself, but he mixed it up a little singing,
Oh my darlin'
Everything's gonna be all right
Oh my darlin'
Everything's gonna be all right.

Then he somehow started singing about Devin to the tune of Clementine. I had not learned my lesson apparently, because I started singing the correct words to Clementine except that I substituted Devin's name for Clementine's. It went something like this:
Oh my darlin, oh my darlin, oh my darlin Devin James
You are lost and gone forever
Oh my darlin Devin James

Even though Devin was sitting in plain sight, Trevor was inconsolable at the thought of Devin being lost and gone forever...