Monday, August 29, 2005

This is the "Zukes Me" era. Yes, that is right. We hear this delightful phrase a lot lately now, from Matt. It means, of course, "excuse me." I have to almost laugh right out loud when I hear this. Today I heard him say "Zukes me, Rory" when trying to squeeze past Rory.

Tonight I was on the computer (Mommy's friend, as Drew would say), and I overheard Matty bump into the wall nearby me. He said "Wall, don't hurt Matty, okay?" just like I say to the article of furniture that 'hurts' the children. Then he said in a high pitched voice, like I do, "OK" really sweetly. He was totally mimicking what I do when the kids bump into furniture – making as if it were hurting the kids! I was almost wetting my pants, it was so funny, for now I knew that Matt knows I make that voice for the walls and furniture!

Tuesday, August 23, 2005

The truffle Incident!

I just told John about the incident which occurred today. Matty and Drew and I were planning to take Rory for a walk around the block. It was approaching the bewitching hour and I needed to get out of the house! Besides which, Matty was getting testy. So we all went out front and I was getting Rory attached to his leash, when Matty requested a truffle. At that moment I realized that on each of the previous two walks we had had, I had brought along truffles to give out to the family members. Sadly I told him we were not having any today ,as it was right before dinner. (Those Lindt truffles have become all too hard to resist as they are right at the cashier of our grocery, staring me in the face.)

Wow, near meltdown. It was not a precious moment to remember - the crying. So I insisted we walk Rory. But I got distracted and put away some stuff I saw out in the garage. Meanwhile Matty snuck away, unbeknownst to me. Two minutes later Matty appeared in the driveway, unabashedly attempting to eat the last truffle he found in a drawer. Such audacity! I had to take it away. Matt ended up crying all the way up the block.

With househunting, moving, Griffin's visit, etc., we have been remiss with our blogging, so I will see if we can start back up again. I am getting ready for work, and putting on a medication patch which needs a cover to keep it in place. Being on my upper arm, it is hard to do myself, so I went to the kitchen to get Mary's help. Matt saw this, and said, "Daddy,…what's…that…on…your…(hesitates)…hand?" I said, "It's on my arm, Matt, and it's medicine." His response was typical for him these days, "Oh, medicine. I…can…remember…that." Of course, that didn't stop him from following me upstairs and asking me again, but maybe it's because there are two patches there.

If you didn't notice, Matt is talking now! Late in Spring, he seemed to decide he wanted to talk, and he is pregressing in leaps and bounds. It's amazing what he has been soaking up all this time he has been quiet! He is is "Parrot Mode" right now, repeating everything any of us says (e.g., I give him a cup of milk, saying "There you go," and he says "There…I…go." - and that was at 2 AM!). It's terribly cute, and gives us many chuckles.

John

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