I didn’t realize how frequently I say certain things until Eitan started to repeat them. For example, Eitan went to pee recently and Rich went with him. I hear him sit down on his potty and say to Rich, in a very serious manner, “SO, Dada”
Eitan was in his car seat. Suddenly we hear him yell out “I can’t see my own nose!”
I turned around. His eyes were crossed, and his face was screwed up in concentration. Some things are just too difficult, I guess.
Eitan recently received some stickers than he really enjoyed…
I’m keeping these stickers till I don’t like trucks anymore, which is when I’m a hundred.
Stickers and trucks for life. What could be better?
You know you added the cutesy “y” sound on the end of too many words when your child refers to one of his bathroom toys as “Octopussy”.
One evening, Eitan delighted us with the depth of his human anatomy knowledge:
I know how bodies work. There are teeth in your tummy that go CHOMP CHOMP CHOMP… and then you can run.
Yeah, that pretty much nails it.
I just put in a new Havdalah candle. During our first time using it, Eitan burst out: “The skyscraper is on fire!”
Eitan: “When am I going to be 100?”
Mama: “In about 96 years”
Eitan: “Wow that’s a lot of playing to do!”
I was cleaning out a closet and came across the glass Rich broke at our wedding. I showed it to Eitan.
Mama: “Eitan, this is the glass Dada broke at our wedding!”
Eitan: “On no!”
Now you’re getting the hang of it, Nana!
You didn’t follow the rules Nana. You stand over there. Papa-we can play.